"Shut up right now." He says, covering my mouth with his hand.
For a moment we both stare at each other, not quite sure what to do next.
My body is frozen against the wall. All I can focus on is Draco's minty breath that dances across my face.
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"I've cracked it!" Cedric shouts as he runs towards where I'm sat in the courtyard. I give him a puzzled look. Ignoring me, Cedric grabs me by the waist and hoists me up into the air, repeating over and over again 'I've cracked it!'.
"Cracked what?" I splutter through laughter as Cedric finally sets me back down on the ground.
"The clue! That sodding egg that's been driving me up the wall the past couple of week has finally given me a clue to the second task!" I can see the pure excitement on his face. "This is BIG Fran. Now I can actually get some proper preparation going!"
"That's great, Ced. But does Harry know?"
"Well... no. Not yet. I'll tell him of course, considering he warned me about the dragons." Cedric tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear and smiles. "How is it that you always look so beautiful?" I laugh and playfully roll my eyes at him.
"Here's your golden opportunity." I say, pointing to Harry who's scuffling past us.
"Hey Potter!" Cedric shouts after him
"Cedric." Harry greets him with a tight-lipped smile.
"How are you?"
"Spectacular." I laugh a little at Harry's sarcasm.
"Oh Cedric, just get on with it!" I say, rolling my eyes. "The last thing Harry wants a day before the 2nd task is to be quizzed on his mood."
"Okay!" Cedric says, turning back to Harry. "Look I realise I never really thanked you properly for tipping me off about those dragons."
"Forget about it. I'm sure you would have done the same for me."
"Exactly." I roll my eyes again. There's no way Cedric would've been as helpful as Harry had been. "You know the prefects bathroom on the 5th floor?" Harry nods in response.
"It's not a bad place for a bath. Just take your egg and mull things over in the hot water. Take Fran along- she's supposed to be helping you after all."
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I sit on top of the sinks as Harry sheepishly takes his clothes off and hops into the bath, bringing his egg with him.
"I must be out of my mind." Harry says to himself. Before I can stop him or at least prepare myself, Harry opens the egg and that same retched screeching noise comes out. Harry finally closes it following my shouts of protest.
