𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 ; 𝐂𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐃𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲

Chapter 32- Boy in the Bed

He moves his hand up to my chest and pushes me onto the bed. As he's kissing me I can taste the pungent alcohol and I remember how drunk he is.

"This is wrong." I say and he nods.

"I just don't want it to happen like this." I explain, guilt filling my stomach.

"Shit. Shit I'm sorry. I'm so wasted." He runs his hand along the side of his face and I notice that red mark.

"Do you want ice or something?" He gives me a funny look. "For your face." I say and he sighs.

"Actually, kinda." He grips his left arm and I look at him for a second. He looks so young, so sad.

"Yeah, give me a second." I get up and quietly walk down stairs, everyone else asleep. I wrap up a bundle of ice in a towel and go back upstairs.

"Here, this should help-" He's already curled into a ball on my bed. I snuggle in next to him and place the ice on his cheek. He flinches for a second but he pulls the towel back to his face.

"Thank you, y/n." He opens his eyes halfway and gives me a crooked smile.

"You're so beautiful." He puts his forehead against mine. I breathe in his lavender shampoo and he wraps his arms around me.

Cedric Diggory, how could I ever live without you now.

The Next Morning-

"You see this George?"

"Sure do, Fred." I close my eyes tighter and ignore the voices above me.

"Y/n, has a boy in her bed." I open my eyes and look down at those familiar arms wrapped around me.

"Omygod." I say and the twins start laughing.

"Mum's gonna kill you." Fred taunts.

"No she's not." I whisper.

"How's that?" George smirks.

"Because she's not going to find out." I say.

"Really? How do you know that?" Fred says.

"You wouldn't."

"We would." They say, grinning.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"What's going on?" Cedric sits up, his hair a mess.

"Aww look at the little Diggory." George uses his baby voice and Cedric goes under the covers.

"Why does it have to be morning?" Cedric groans.

"What do you want!?" I yell, getting frustrated.

"Money." They shrug.

"Goodness fuck. You could've just asked." I roll my eyes.

"Woah woah there, watch your language. You know mom hates when we swear on Christmas." George says.

"I forgot. Shit!" I shake the lump of Cedric.

"Up! We have to get you to your house! Come on, it's Christmas morning. You're father's going to be looking for you." I say.

"My dads going to go mad!" He yells and gets up, throwing his shoes on and getting his broom.

"Y/n?" Cedric walks up to me.

"Love birds! No time!" Fred hollers.

"Wait- do you hear that?" Cedric asks, leaning his ear on the door.

"Amos! Amos! I'm sure he's safe! Let's just take a moment!"

"Cedric!?" A voice yells behind the door and he jumps back.

"I can't go out the window now!" Cedric whispers and the door slams open.

"Cedric!" We all look at Amos, obviously sleep deprived and angry.

"Dad-"

"Don't get me started with you boy! You had me worried sick! First, your mother and now-" He gestures to Cedric.

"Dad, I'm sorry it's just-"

"Son, just wait for me outside." We all look at each other confused.

"Amos, look. We just all want to have a good Christmas, alright? I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding." Arthur says.

"Does your daughter- some girl, persuading my son into coming over here. Against my wishes seem like a misunderstanding to you?" We all go quiet.

"Y/n is as much a daughter to us as Ginny is. Tread lightly Amos." Molly points a finger in his face.

"At least control her then." He scoffs and I can feel my face start to get hot.

"She didn't persuade me. It was my choice. I flew over here last night. I was messed up and I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. Just- don't blame her." Cedric says.

"Wait outside, Cedric." Amos says sternly.

"She didn't do anything! I made everything a mess!"

"You were sober!" The room goes quiet again.

"I know you think you know her. But, she's a bad influence for you, Ced." Amos says and Cedric looks down.

"Excuse me?" I say.

"Cedric has been through- alot. I don't expect you to be able to handle that." Amos says and my cheeks go red with anger.

"Mr. Diggory, please. You don't understand!"

"I do. I'm doing this for both of you. I don't think either of you should be seeing each other anymore." Amos puts his hand on Cedric's shoulder.

"You can't do that! It's not like you would be able to know if we did anyway!" Cedric hollers, pulling away.

"I wrote Dumbledore this morning. Adding on to that, he assured me that common rooms will be more supervised." My jaw drops.

"You can't! Please don't do this! Nothing has happened. We are just friends I promise! Please!" They start to leave and I chase after them down the stairs.

"You will still see each other at school. Possibly in the great hall or future quidditch things. You will thank me." Amos says, as if things are final. I stand in the door way and watch them walk away into the snow fall.

"Wow. That was depressing." Harry says while closing the door.

"Y/n, it's still Christmas. Let's go have breakfast." Ginny tugs on my arm and I slap it away.

"J-just leave me alone." I stomp up the stairs and slam the door.

That night

I lie awake in my bed my face puffy from intervals of crying. All day I walked around the room like a weeping ghost. Just as I feel more tears building behind my eyelids, a soft knock arrives at the door.

"Come in." I sniff, and Molly walks in and plops on the bed.

"Hello my darling. I'm sorry for what you had to experience today." She says and I place my head in her lap.

"I just didn't think everything would end so fast." I say in between choked sobs.

"Oh, it's not over. Not even a little bit. Once you get back to Hogwarts things might quiet down, but out there you have the freedom to make your own choices. That's why I'm so grateful for Hogwarts, it teaches you to make choices. Some maybe better than others." She winks and I laugh lightly.

"I just don't know what's going to happen Molly." I say as she runs her fingers through my hair, the way I always saw Mom's do in movies.

"Y/n, that's the best thing about being young." She says with such wisdom I finally let myself smile.