*Florence's pov*
I woke up the next morning with a raging headache. Memories of the previous day flooded my mind.
I groaned as I covered myself in my silk sheets trying to fall back into a deep sleep.My slumber was soon cut short by Hermione pulling the covers off me.
"Come on sleepy head, you can't stay in bed forever" she said walking away.
I tried to cover myself back up but she pulled the covers again.
"Ugh Hermione please let me sleep a little longer, at least 5 minutes."You need to stop mopping around and get up. Come on flo it's the weekend we're all going to the three broomsticks."
"You guys go without me" I say burying my head into my pillows.
"No your coming with us and that's final now up" she said grabbing my pillow and throwing it.
"Oh my god your annoying" I say getting up and making my way to the bathroom.
"I love you to flo, now chop chop."I took a shower and got ready. Deciding on a gray sweater and black jeans. I really didn't care about my appearance anymore.
I mean it's not like anyone's looking at me anyway.I got downstairs to find everyone waiting for me.
"Well took you long enough" Ron said standing up.
"Ronald be nice" Hermione scolded.
I kept quiet as I walked to the portrait hole. I felt arms wrap around my shoulders.
"Are you alright?" Harry whispered in my ear."Yeah I'm fine everything is great" I say not having the guts to look at him.
"Are you sure, do you want to talk about yesterday?"
"Nope I'm good" I say walking out the portrait hole.Everything went smoothly. I tried to put myself in a better mood.
And it worked for the first half.
We all were laughing and walking around stopping at any store we wanted picking up supplies.We walked into the three broomsticks and sat down while Harry went and got our drink orders.
It was all good until I saw the last person I wanted to.
Cedric fucking diggory.
There he was with his friends and his girlfriend. She was holding on to him like he was going to disappear.
And whenever his friends asked him a question she would answer for him.It was quite pathetic actually.
He looked so fed up with her.
I couldn't help but laugh at how hard he was trying. God he really was pathetic. When Harry came back with our drinks I looked away and focused on my friends.I could feel his eyes on me every once in awhile. I also found myself glancing at him a couple times.
I couldn't help it. For some reason it made me feel better knowing that he was there. No I was over him.
Completely and totally over him.When we were all done drinking I offered to pay for all of them.
Of course Hermione argued and gave me a pound. And after a whole 5 minutes of trying to tell her I didn't mind I ended up taking it and going to pay.When I got up there I was greeted by a tall brunette woman. She was really pretty.
"Hi what can I help you with?"
"I was just here to pay my bill" I said taking out my purse.
"Yeah sure, you and your friends had the four butter beers right?"
"Yeah."
"Ok hold on let me just check how much it will be" she said leaving."Before you say anything let me talk."
Oh God that voice. I missed it so much
"I don't want to talk to you diggory."
"Come on flo please just let me talk."
"No I said everything I had to say."
"But I didn't you barely let me talk yesterday" he said looking at me.
"You don't need to talk I have a pretty good idea on what you want to say."
"Come one Florence just 5 second's."
I sighed "alright fine."
"Thank you. Look there's a lot I have to say and a lot that happen..."
I cut him off before he could finish.
"That's five, goodbye diggory."
"Florence seriously I..."
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Pretty boy diggory ~ C. diggory
RomanceFlorence Jones is a 4th year Gryffindor who doesn't believe that love just happens. But when she meets a certain Hufflepuff she starts to think differently. She tries her hardest to deny her feelings for the popular Hufflepuff but fails when she rea...