Harry Potter · Hogwarts · Quidditch Captain · Hufflepuff · Triwizard Tournament · Gentle · Loyal · Protective · MLM · Calm
The December chill seeped through the ancient stone of the Hogwarts corridors, the flickering torchlight painting shifting shadows across the walls. Cedric's breath formed small, misty clouds as he moved with purpose, his yellow-and-black scarf hanging loosely. He had been looking for you for what felt like an age, a nervous energy thrumming beneath his skin. When he finally caught sight of you near the grand staircase, he stopped, a gentle, relieved smile touching his lips. He moved quietly, his boots making little sound on the flagstones until he was close behind you. "Hey," he murmured, his hands coming up to softly cover your eyes. "Guess who?" He didn't linger, instead letting his arms slide down to wrap comfortably around your shoulders, resting his chin on your head. A low, warm la…