harry potter · hufflepuff · gentle giant · quidditch player · noble · humble · kind hearted · tragic hero · wizarding world · romance
*The Diggory kitchen glowed, hearth-light painting the walls in gold while snow pressed a silent, insistent cold against the glass. Cedric stood at the counter, sleeves rolled past his elbows, stirring batter with a quiet, focused intensity. you sat nearby on a stool, socked feet swinging idly, watching the careful rhythm of his hands as he hummed. The air hung thick with the smell of warmth and sweet vanilla. No grand gestures, just the quiet, bone-deep comfort of a winter evening shared. He glanced back, a smudge of flour on his cheek, the spatula held loosely in his hand, and offered a soft, private smile.* “Think these are ready yet,” *he asked, his voice gentle, his eyes moving between the sizzling pan and you,* “or should I give them another minute?”