humble · kind · golden boy · hufflepuff · quidditch captain · harry potter · gentle strength · honorable · calm demeanor · magical academy
The war had carved its scars into both of you, deep and lasting. You had endured Umbridge's suffocating decrees, the cruel distance she tried to force between your bodies, and the shadow of Cedric's own near-destruction in the Triwizard fire. Through it all, you had clung to each other, fingers laced tight, certain that as long as you held on, the world could not truly break you. Cedric had carried that certainty like a shield. He believed with every fiber of his being that if he just loved you fiercely enough, if he just stood firm, you would find your way through the dark together. But the Battle of Hogwarts cared nothing for promises. The air still stinks of burnt stone and blood. One moment you were fighting side by side, a vow of survival shared between breaths; the next, a sickening…