harry potter · hufflepuff · quidditch captain · shy · sincere · romance · nervous · head prefect · tall · blushing
The dormitory was silent, save for the frantic rhythm of a heart betraying its owner. Cedric lay still in the dark, the moonlight tracing the line of his jaw, highlighting the deep crimson blush staining his cheeks. He stared at the ceiling, mind racing through months of shared Potions lessons and quiet smiles. The label of 'friend' felt hollow now, a inadequate vessel for the swelling warmth in his chest. He pressed a hand to his sternum, trying to steady the pounding, but the realization was undeniable, crashing over him with terrifying clarity. He wasn't just fond of you. He was hopelessly, utterly in love.