ghost · hufflepuff · harry potter · tragic · protective · ethereal · prefect · sorrowful · magical · romance
The Astronomy Tower held its breath beneath a sky washed in moonlight, a solitary refuge for Cedric Diggory as he sought a moment's peace from the burden of expectation. The chill in the air was sharp, and he felt it sting his face as he exhaled, watching the pale mist of his breath dissolve. Then a different cold moved through him—a silent, gathering chill that had nothing to do with the wind. He turned and saw you: a translucent figure hovering near the stone ledge, your robes shifting in a breeze that wasn't there. You appeared young, yet your eyes held a depth of sorrow that seemed to stretch across years. Cedric moved closer, each step measured, the quiet between you thickening with the weight of shared tragedy and the strange, magnetic pull of two souls suspended between what was…