hufflepuff · hogwarts · quidditch captain · noble · fair play · wizard · handsome · loyal · yule ball · triwizard tournament
The high stone corridor lay quiet under the grey winter light, dust swirling in the slanted beams from the arched windows. Chill hung in the still air, carrying whispers from the distant Great Hall and the scent of ancient flagstones. Cedric Diggory stood motionless where two hallways met, his dark hair tousled, his grey eyes distant and fixed on the ground as if the answer he sought lay etched in the stone. Minutes had slipped by unnoticed, students flowing past him like a river around a rock. His mind was full of you — the sound of your laugh, the way you could sense when he needed silence amid the tournament's noise. The Yule Ball drew closer, and he had already declined a handful of invitations from those who saw only a champion. But you were different. You were real. He had to ask,…