Love and Other Curses

Experiments {Cedric}

"Please stop petting the test subject," you tell your friend F/N without looking up from the parchment you were scribbling on.

Cedric Diggory has a cat. How in the hell does it love him? What's to love? You've decided to run an experiment to see how the cat has been tortured enough to love Cedric.

"I'm pretty sure this obsession has gone too far."

"It's not an obsession."

"You stole his cat to see why it loves him."

"I borrowed his cat, and what's your point?"

"You're in an abandoned classroom running experiments on his cat!"

You raise an eyebrow at them.

"And?"

"You don't find this odd at all?"

You look at them with a deadpanned expression.

"No."

F/N huffs in defeat.

"Okay. Have fun with your test subject," they say before they step out the door.

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You hear the door open in your make shift "lab". You look over expecting to see F/N coming back because they came to their senses, but instead it's Cedric. Quickly, you grab his cat and hold it behind your back.

"What're you doing Diggory?"

"Where's my cat?"

"Huh?"

"Where is my cat?" he asks slowly.

"Why would I have it?"

You hear a meow come from behind your back.

"Damn it."

"I think you stole my cat because you like me."

"Uh, no. I stole your cat because I wanted to see why it loves you."

"Why? So you can love me?"

"Take your cat and leave."

He smirks and steps closer to you.

"I don't think I will."

"Well, you're no longer welcome here!"

"Oooo, I was welcome in the first place?"

You scowl at him. You step back as he steps forward.

"No. Now go away."

"Are you going to make me?"

"Damn you Cedric! Just leave me alone!"

You take another step back and bump into the desk. He smirks as he sees that you've trapped yourself. He steps closer to you and leans down near your face.

You move to put your hands on his chest and push him. He grabs your wrists before they make contact with his chest. He wraps your hands around the back of his neck. He leans down and starts sucking on your neck.

"W-what in the h-hell are you doing D-Diggory?"

"You. Or I plan on it anyways."

You shudder at his words. He trails his tongue across your collar bones and the feeling of it makes you jerk his neck closer. He kisses from your collar bones to your jaw, from your jaw to your ear.

"You want me Y/N. Admit it and I might be gentle," he growls in your ear.

Part of you wanted to beg for him and another part wants to see what the opposite of his gentle side is.