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HARLOW'S GAZE FELL ONTO cedric's sleeping face. her hand was in his as he laid still in the hospital wing. she rubbed his hand with her thumb gently watching the moonlight flicker over his body.
she heard the floor creak behind her. she looked behind her, only to see nothing. harlow thought back to the other day, when she thought she saw someone in the dungeon only to see no one there. it's all in your head, she thought to herself. she shut her eyes, wishing she could hide under the covers, like she did when she was a kid.
she heard an eerie whisper coming from the hallway, "harlow!"
her head snapped back to the dark entrance of the hospital wing. harlow got up, letting go of cedric's hand. "who's there?" she whispered back.
she got up and approached the darkness of the hallway. she looked left and right before turning back to the hospital wing. harlow stopped herself before she could bump into the figure in front of her.
she gasped, "can you ever just knock or something?"
"where's the fun in that?" tom said smirking, her face inches away from his.
harlow backed away, putting distance between their bodies. "what are you doing here?"
"the same thing you're doing, seeing if the diggory boy is okay." he told her.
"you know cedric?" she asked.
he nodded, "not very well, but yes."
"huh, that's funny he never mentioned you to me." she said suspiciously.
"there's no reason for him too, we're just acquaintances." he explained.
harlow stared at him for a minute, then decided she believed him. the two of them began walking through the hallways quietly, as to not make any noise and draw attention to themselves.
"so, do you have any clue who did it?" harlow questioned.
"who harmed cedric?" he asked her.
"yeah." she replied.
he looked away for a moment, distance in his eyes, then looked back at her, "not a clue."
"lovely." she muttered.
"maybe, it was just an accident." suggested tom.
"no," harlow came to a stop and shook her head, "there was a hex bag in his pocket."
tom stopped right next to harlow, as she leaned up against the wall of the hallway. his height difference made him tower over her, he looked down at her. there was a few inches distance between them. he stepped forward and put a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"hex bags can be used for protection as well." he whispered to her, stepping closer.
harlow tensed up and she felt his hand move to her face. his fingers danced over her rosy cheeks as she blushed and looked down at her feet. he took his other hand and put it on her chin, making her look at him before putting it by his side again. his hand then moved from her cheek to her lips. tom traced the outline of her lips with his thumb and pulled her in for a kiss, which made harlow gasp. he put his hand on her lower back, pulling harlow closer towards him. she tried to pull away, when she couldn't pull away she pushed him off.
