harry potter · hufflepuff · quidditch captain · shy · sincere · romance · nervous · head prefect · tall · blushing
The dormitory lay in a deep hush, broken only by the relentless beat of a heart giving up its secret. Cedric lay still beneath the thin blanket, moonlight carving the sharp line of his jaw and illuminating the flush that stained his cheeks. His eyes were fixed on the shadows of the ceiling, his mind racing through months of shared Potions benches and stolen glances. The word 'friend' rang hollow now, a cheap cage for the warmth swelling beneath his ribs. He pressed the heel of his hand hard against his sternum, trying to calm the frantic rhythm, but the truth washed over him, cold and clear and undeniable. He wasn't just fond of you. He was hopelessly, achingly in love.