Howtomakelovestay - Lover

the rowling hag killed off cedric because she knew harry’s character would take a life of his own and try to date him in the next book

I am happy I got into a point in my life that if I don't like something, I say it. If something makes me uncomfortable, I communicate it. What that person does with that information is another matter.

Someone says something I disagree with? I respectfully share my opinion. I used to keep everything inside just to not cause conflict.

Someone says something that hurts me or I find rude? I speak up.

i don't want to run

from the things you loved,

and that means that song

you always managed to listen

at least once,

those tunes as soft

as you, sweet and sad,

and me.

i had the luck

of being someone

you loved.

i don't want to run from myself

and the things i loved,

such as you

and everything that was yours.

i built myself right by your side.

we were one

at some point

and there is not much distance left

between what you loved

and what i loved.

"Can I keep you company?"

Harry and Cedric

"And I have to patrol tonight," Cedric continued. It was the first time it had sounded like he was complaining about his prefect duties, something Harry would often do if he was in his place. “I don't know how I'm going to keep from falling asleep…”

"What do you do on those nights?"

It was also the first time he had asked him a question about it.

Suddenly, he was more than interested.

"Patrolling the halls... Touring the castle... Getting bored, yes, that's what I do."

Harry laughed and wanted to know several things:

1. Have you ever caught a student outside curfew?

( Yes, but they don't always get punished, I must admit. I'll let them go... as long as I don't find them again.., Cedric answered.)

2. Have you ever bumped into Filch? Because he's not what you'd call nice even on the best of days.

(Cedric was a bit embarrassed to admit that… Prefects try to avoid crossing paths with him as much as Filch does. He doesn't appreciate patrolling the same floor… Bad job, according to him. )

3. Can I keep you company?

That last question seemed to take him by surprise.

“I know it's not within the rules, but I'll keep you awake.”

Cedric remained silent for a few moments.

Harry was sure he was looking for a polite way to say…

“I would really like that.”

He held back a smile.

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I want to keep posting my favourite moments here <3

Ao3: Always Yours

i still remember the weight

of your small hand

on my thigh

and the way

you held me

even on a crowd

as if we were alone.

that's how we felt:

like there was no one else

because there wasn't.

with you i felt

so much taller,

stronger,

prettier

and luckier.

i guess i knew

i would run out

of luck someday.

Cedric hugs Harry in Hogsmeade

AO3: “The boy in my dreams” (Chapter 12)

Cedric's fit on his shoulder was delicate and firm. Harry was aware that this must be awkward, but he felt more at ease than he thought he should be. The tears had stopped the instant he leaned against him and stayed that way for what seemed like a long time. He wasn't sure how weird it was for Cedric. No emotion could be sensed on his behalf, other than his soft breathing. Harry figured Cedric wouldn't show signs of anything besides courtesy and kindness.

When Harry reluctantly pulled away to face him in embarrassment, Cedric did everything in his power to make the moment pass as if it hadn't been a big deal. The relief he experienced at this was indescribable. That ability Cedric had to make him feel comfortable must be the reason why he was so popular.

Why someone, anyone would want to spend time with him.

Harry was in no rush to leave that space in the middle of the forest.

As if they had the whole afternoon ahead of them, Cedric settled with his legs spread out under the dim sun that filtered through the branches of the trees. "It's nice to see you somewhere other than on a gurney, hurt."

The thought that he wasn't the only one enjoying being there made Harry relax against the ground. Every one of the sensations he had experienced during the minutes he had been in Cedric's arms, with his head on his shoulder, remained etched on his body. It was as if the touch hadn't ended, because he could still feel that pressure and warmth all over.

As if he was under a spell.

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I love this chapter so much it was hard to just pick one scene

Twilight meadow-and-forest vibes are there or is it that it never really left my head?

So this is me trying to write my fic ever since I got my sweet Tangerine 💛

and in my head

there is only you

and i don't get why.

i don't know if i want to

run away or

sink deeper in it.

if i want to

get out

or in.

if i am afraid

of winning

or losing.

I've never felt more understood by an artist than with Taylor Swift's songs. She has one for most romantic experiencies, like girl we all go through the same things. You get it, which helps us get each other.

Moments in my hedric fic I can picture so perfectly

Harry and Cedric under the invisibility cloak in Hogsmeade

Cedric is struggling to get the itchy paint off his face during the Quidditch World Cup and Harry offers to help. So they end up alone in a bathroom

Cedric is high on painkillers after the first task and shares the space on the gurney with Harry

I might do a part 2 of this post ! And I did

Link on Ao3: Always Yours