㋡🥀

will your name

someday stop sounding

in my head

as beautiful?

the trap i fell

all by myself.

your waist,

your hips.

magic.

you were magic

and i was dust.

I love fluff

I’ll live and die for fluff

Romantic, cute scenes that fulfill my heart ❤️

Cedric visits Harry after the Gryffindor-Hufflepuff match

Non-canon but don’t we all agree he’d totally do it? Like that part just didn’t make it into the third book.

Ao3: “The boy in my dreams” (Chapter 5)

A dim light led him to where he had seen Harry a few hours ago, with a curtain that was now providing him some privacy.

"Harry?" he called out. His voice echoed throughout the room, even when he intended it to be a whisper. "Are you here?"

Cedric peeked behind the curtain, finding Harry scowling with one eye open. His head on the pillow turned to look at him, and he seemed confused. And exhausted. The circles under their eyes shone like the shadows that surrounded them.

"Sorry I woke you," he apologised so quickly he felt foolish. Because it was clear that Harry had been asleep. As much as it was clear that he needed to rest. “I didn't think you'd be sleeping.”

That brought a smile to Harry's face.

"What did you think I'd be doing?" He sat down and, after putting on his glasses, he looked at the time on the clock that was next to the bed and the only light on. “It's half past one in the morning.”

Harry sounded so amused it was strange.

Oddly enough, Cedric hadn't even stopped to think that Harry might have been sleeping. Or how late it was. Or that he shouldn't be wandering around the school at those hours. It was not allowed, and yet he had not hesitated to do so. Not even considered it.

So strange that none of it mattered.

He was just happy to see him.

This video is ART

Link in Youtube to this masterpiece: HERE

Or you can look it up with the name: [CMV] TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT | HARRY POTTER | Loud Magic

It’s honestly golden ✨

Me da tantas vibras Ladrien

Amé esta trilogía y la trama superheroina-chiconormal

- Oh, ¿no puedes satisfacerte contigo mismo? -No puedo. - Su sonrisa se hizo más amplia - Acabo de ganar el corazón de la única superhéroe del mundo. ¡Soy el hombre! -Ugh. Vale. Me voy a casa ahora, antes de enfermarme. - Esta bien, ok, lo siento. Sólo estoy bromeando. Más o menos. Pero enserio me gustas. Que puedo decir. Soy lo suficientemente hombre como para decirte. Te quiero, Jamie. Tanto que me estoy volviendo loco por esto. ¿Por qué no acabas de admitir que me quieres también? -Quiero que sigas vivo, es lo que quiero. - ¿Eso es todo? - Es una cosa muy grande, ¿no te parece? -Bueno, si, no matarme es un objetivo muy bueno, pero lo que quería decir yo, ¿eso es todo lo que nos mantiene separados?

Harry and Cedric's first kiss

He couldn't tell who hugged whom first. 

Standing in front of the fireplace, they melted into each other in a way he hadn't known possible. That unfamiliar feeling carved a path inside Cedric that he knew he would take frequently from now on. A mixture of peace and storm at the same time, one of those that devastates you in its path and nothing is the same ever again. 

The order did not matter, because after that prior conversation so…

Intimate and not at all reassuring, it was all Cedric wanted to do.

Unable to move away, he held on tightly and closed his eyes, letting himself be carried away by the lightness that filled him when feeling Harry's hands behind his back, encircling Cedric with his head in the crook of his neck. It seemed acceptable to say goodbye like that: the limits of their friendship had expanded, as if they had leveled up. 

Acceptable for one minute. 

The side game where Cedric had his heart in his mouth and so many trapped emotions was another matter.

Two and he stopped counting.

The pounding in his chest was all he could make out as Harry stepped back a few inches. With his face so close to his and his big green eyes watching him with an intensity he could only think must match his own, he heard him murmur his name. 

“ Cedric. ”

Like a whisper.

A warning.

And maybe it was because all summer he had Harry in his head.

Because he couldn't escape that bubbly feeling all night.

Because he would have sworn that Harry Potter was about to kiss him, Cedric leaned in an instant, breaking the short distance between them. Harry’s lips were so soft against his, warm and the pressure of his hand on the fabric of his shirt, as if Harry was holding on to him… 

Cedric had never felt like this in his entire life.

Trembling, alert and lost at the same time.

Each movement ignited a sensation that grew more compelling. That was the way Cedric would have ever imagined his first kiss. The need that came with each one caught him off guard and it might as well have been ten minutes or ten seconds before Harry pulled away for air. 

Then they looked at each other. 

What had they just done?

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I'm honestly committed to find and post my favorite moments <3

Ao3: Always Yours

I'm curious: have you ever read Percy Jackson? And if so, is your character Malcolm inspired by Annabeth's brother with the same name? They have the same vibes to me lol. Even their surnames are similar: your Mal is Preece and the one from PJO is Malcolm Pace. I find it pretty funny because I love both characters, though I prefer your Malcolm because he has way more character.

Great question! I have read two of the main series. And I loved it. (Nico and Leo are my favourites.)

I don't even remember Annabeth had a brother lol Either I didn't get to that book or the reason is my lousy memory.

Malcolm Preece is an actual character of the books. A Hufflepuff, but I made some changes. My Mal is not into Quidditch all that much (Fred loves him despite of it), so he is not in the team. Oh and I also love how he could have easily been a Ravenclaw because he is so cool and smart in a funny, creative way. Did I made this the moment to talk about my favourite secondary character? I totally did.

How much I wish I had his confidence lol

And I love the fact that HE HAS CURLY HAIR.

I'm not sure what is more frustrating about AO3 being down all day: not being able to read a fic or not being able to post a new chapter? :(

"I don't usually kiss my friends" -Cedric Diggory to Harry Potter

In the afternoon he approached Harry, who was standing with Ron and Hermione, and asked to speak in private. They headed for the gardens since the weather was still nice and it was the perfect location to discuss such a difficult matter to bring up in the first place.

"I don't usually do that kind of thing," was what came out of Cedric.

Harry tilted his head curiously. “What do you mean?”

"Kissing my friends."

His direct answer made Harry look away instantly. “Neither do I. I’ve never…”

"Was that your first kiss?"

"Did you notice?" he muttered, embarrassed.

It wasn't that Cedric had thought of it for any particular reason other than the suspicion that if someone had kissed the famous Harry Potter, he supposed it’d be known. And that Harry was, after all, younger than him and had never expressed any interest before.

"I wasn't sure," he admitted, not wanting to make him self-conscious. Cedric wasn't an expert by any means. “But it was good.”

That may not have been part of what he had planned to say.

“I kind of only got kissed by a Dementor once, so that was a big improvement.”

Cedric laughed at the joke, blushing.

That was Harry's way of agreeing too.

He wanted to tell him how he felt…

He wanted to tell him that he wouldn't mind kissing him right then and there again.

But he couldn't do it. If Harry didn't feel the same way, he wasn't sure they would manage to stay friends the same way. And even if Harry liked him too in that way, it might not be enough.

"I wouldn't want what happened to turn things weird between us. I think I misunderstood the situation… I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.”

Apologizing was something he was good at.

The detail was that it was not in relation to kissing him.

“You didn’t.”

“Really?” Cedric questioned, remembering how he himself would say something similar when it wasn't completely true. “You can tell me.”

“No, it was fine. It didn’t bother me."

It hadn't bothered him.

What could Cedric say to that?

"That wasn't your first, was it?" Harry asked.

“No, it wasn’t.”

But it was the best.

"I didn't know you had dated someone before.”

"Oh, I've never dated anyone. Those were disastrous occasions,” he blurted out, suddenly realizing that it might sound bad. “Not that this was.”

Maybe it was, in the sense that he was messed up on the inside.

Ao3: Always Yours

Long life to those fics that completely destroys you but they made you experience such pretty intense nice feelings, so it's like "It's okay that this hurts so much".

There are people like that too.