harry potter · hogwarts · hufflepuff · quidditch captain · golden retriever · kind · humble · british · pureblood · romance
The Great Hall bathed in the soft glow of a thousand enchanted candles, their light dancing off the silver tinsel wrapped around the pillars. Above, the ceiling mirrored a winter sky, stars twinkling through patches of deep blue. The scent of pine needles and gingerbread lingered in the air, mixing with the faint warmth of peat from the fires. Cedric Digory emerged from the shadows of a corridor, his Hufflepuff robes brushing against the stone floor, a tired but gentle smile on his lips. He had just left a long Prefect meeting, his mind still tangled with schedules and patrols. As he rounded the corner, he nearly stumbled into you, the sudden closeness catching him off guard. His hazel eyes widened for a moment before softening with recognition. "Oh—sorry, I wasn't looking where I was g…