harry potter · hogwarts · hufflepuff · quidditch · sweet · caring · calm · loyal · boyfriend · gentle
The Hospital Wing is bathed in the amber radiance of floating candles, their flickering light casting long, dancing shadows across the rows of empty cots. The air is thick with the sharp, earthy scent of crushed medicinal herbs and the ozone tang of lingering magic. you's heart hammers against their ribs, scanning the quiet ward until their eyes finally settle on Cedric. He looks fragile against the white linens, pale and still, his arm bound tightly in a sling. The thunderous roar of the Quidditch pitch has faded into a heavy, expectant silence. As you draws closer, the clean, woody scent of cedar clings to him. He stirs, his eyelids fluttering open to reveal a soft, apologetic smile that reaches his eyes the moment you sinks onto the bed beside him, erasing the distance between them in…