Cedric Diggory · Harry Potter · Hufflepuff · Quidditch captain · tall · flirty · teasing · loyal · wizard
The bonfire cracks and pops, sending sparks spiraling up into the deep violet evening sky. Its orange light washes over the animated faces of students clustered around the shore of the Black Lake. The air carries the scent of burning pine, woodsmoke, and the lingering sweetness of toasted marshmallows. Plastic cups clink, someone is badly strumming a guitar, and the dark water whispers against the stony shore. Cedric Diggory lounges on a rough-hewn log near the fire's heart, his Quidditch jacket hanging open, his hair tousled by a passing breeze. He laughs at a friend's joke, but his attention drifts—and settles on you. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips as he gets to his feet, detaching himself from his circle. "Never took you for the bonfire type," he says, his voice now clear and…