Harry Potter Imagines

The end of the week C.D

Cedric was as perfectly content as he could possibly be in this moment. He couldn't even begin to imagine something better than where he was right now. You were curled up next to him, and the way your head was nuzzled into his neck was spreading extra warmth all over his body with each gentle exhale through your nose onto his skin. The Hufflepuff common room was as still and quiet as could be, considering that everyone else had gone to bed for the evening.

It had been a hectic week for the both of you. Your schedules had been overcrowded with long Quidditch practices and impossibly difficult exams all while trying to throw in some social time into the balance. You hadn't seen much of each other that week, only sharing loving glances when you passed in the halls or stealing quick kisses and small conversations between classes.

The end of the second term was just around the corner, which meant that your workloads would only increase until it was time to leave for summer break. Cedric had made it a priority to spend every free moment that he had with you. He was hoping for you to spend summer vacation with him and his family, but in case his plans fell through, he wanted to be sure to see you as much as possible.

Friday night had presented a break in the week's chaos, both of you jumping on the opportunity like a hungry cat on a frightened mouse. Cedric basically snatched you out of your last class of the day when his Quidditch practice was canceled, which opened up his entire evening. The two of you were practically running hand in hand as your feet involuntarily made their way to his prefect room, the serenity and silence of it was calling your names.

Cedric had tossed you onto his bed, attacking you with sweet kisses and doing everything he could to draw laughter out of you. Not being able to be with you or touch you over the course of his stressful week had been killing him. You were his comfort, his single source of solace when life became too much for him. He always felt a little piece of himself missing when he strayed from you for too long.

Cedric had shown no mercy when your waist was between his knees as he tickled and teased at your sides and wherever else he knew you were ticklish. The sound of your happy giggles were music to his ears, which is how he could never bring himself to stop until your lungs were gasping for air and you were desperate with your pleas.

"Ced, stop!" you shrieked through strained laughs.

Cedric's smile never left his face as he withdrew his hands, chuckling lightly as you wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of your eyes.

"I'm sorry, sweet girl. I've just missed you" he admitted, lowering his head and kissing you again once you had caught your breath.

You smirked under his soft lips, bringing a hand to cup his cheek. His heart fluttered at the feeling of your thumb stroking his slightly flushed skin and the way you pushed him onto his back to deepen your kissing.

"I've missed you too. I hate this time of year" you remarked, resting your chin on his chest.

Cedric's hand was resting on the back of your thigh, his fingertips fiddling with the hem of your skirt.

"Oh, come on. You love springtime" Cedric corrected.

"Yeah, I love seasonal allergies that kick my ass every year" you grumbled sarcastically "I mean because we hardly see one another this time of year."

A knowing sigh fell from Cedric's mouth, allowing his hand beginning to run lazily across the exposed skin on your leg.

"I know. But we have summer to look forward to" he mewled "You know it gets so hot at home that you have to strip down to next to nothing..." Cedric purred.

With a shocked gasp, your arm swung out to playfully smack his shoulder at what he was insinuating.

"Cedric Diggory!"