The Golden Quadruplets

chapter 55

year 4

Clementines pov:

time has passed since the drama of The Yule Ball and the kiss i shared with Harry.

things felt different around Harry, he became more flirty with me..
of course in private.
we spent most of our time together, we helped each other study, and over all just enjoyed each other's company.

i was with Hermione and Harry at the moment.

"Harry you told me you'd figured the egg out weeks ago. the task is two days from now" Hermione expressed.
"really? i had no idea. i supposed Viktors already figured it out"
"i wouldn't know, we didn't actually talk about the tournament. Actually we don't really talk at all, Viktor's more of a physical being. I just mean he's not particularly... Mostly he watches
me study. It's a bit annoying actually..... You are trying to figure this egg out aren't you?"
"what's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean these tasks are supposed to test you, in the most brutal way they're almost cruel. And um, I'm scared for you. You got by the dragon mostly on nerve, I'm not sure it's going to be
enough this time."
"i sort of agree" i spoke. i stayed silent through most of the conversation.
lately things with myself feel off. or maybe i'm going insane. i think i'm just overwhelmed by everything i guess.

"hey Potter" we heard, we all turned at the same time, Cedric rushing up to Harry.
"Cedric"
"how are you?"
intresting.
i stood with my arms crossed, listening in on the conversation.
"spectacular"
"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"
suddenly i starting thinking about the voting badges with Harry's face on it.
"exactly. you know the prefects bathroom on the fifth floor?"
Harry nodded knowingly.
"It's not a bad place for a bath. Just take your egg and mull things over in the hot water"

Cedric began awkwardly walking away.
Harry standing there for a moment then leaves Hermione and I.

*

"Cedric!" i ran up behind him, he turned to look at me.
"a cheater then are you?"
"what?"
"i'm only joking"
he huffed.
"you know.. i'm surprised you helped him"
"why's that"
"i don't know... the badges with his face on it"
"i've already explained i asked-"
"them not to wear it.. yeah"
"so did you just come here to protect your boyfriend or?"
"he is not my boyfriend!"
"really? that's a shocker"
"okay- now...." i stuttered.
"uh yeah that's what i thought"
"shut your mouth.. we are not dating"
"yet" he shoved me.
"yet another person who thinks me and Harry look nice together"
"yeah you could say that"
"time to add it to my list"
he chuckled.
"you're ridiculous" i rolled my eyes.
he chuckled as i shoved his side.

the next day.

Harry and i were studying together.
it was the day before the next task, usually he would be preparing right about now.
but he needed time to focus on his studies.
i mean it was a lot for a fourth year, and something about me being around him i guess made him feel better.

a had a blue pen in my hand.
one i had brought from home.
it was my favorite pen for some reason.
i was doodling on Harry's unoccupied hand.

a drew a little heart, in the middle it had his initial and mine.
i doodled little flowers on his hand as well.
i had never noticed how attractive hands actually were until i was staring directly at his.

i put the pen down and Harry continued to study.
i rested my cheek against my hand, my elbow supporting myself.
i stared at Harry, his focus face looked like he was so nervous, yet knowing exactly what he was doing at the same time.
his cheeks were soft and a light pink, his skin was smooth and perfect.
his lips were so pretty, which is a weird thing to say.

he looked up at me, and i stared into those eyes of his, mixed colors, so gorgeous i could swim in them.
"why are you smiling" he said, his lips slowly curling into the cutest smile.
i blushed and turned away, playing with the pen in my hands. i was barely able to hide my smile.
"i- you just look nice" i said.
he smiled, then looked back down at his paper.
i looked back up at him my face definitely a lot more red than before.

we sat in silence for a bit longer until i just spoke.
"will we ever talk about us?" i asked. i didn't want to stress him out even more. but i just wanted to know how he felt.
"us?" he said, acting completely stupid.
"the kiss Harry" i said, a stern joking tone.
"oh" his face turned red. i looked away.
"well.. what about it? did you not.... want to kiss me"
"did it seem like i didn't want to"
he looked away, back down at his books.

"i didn't mean to- to stress you out" i laughed nervously.
"no thats- it's not that... i just.. have been feeling so.... different lately.. i don't understand how i feel but-"
"i understand.." i smiled, taking his hand into mine.
he looked into my eyes. and in that exact moment.. it felt like i knew every thought he was thinking, i could see every cog twisting in his mind.
does he love me?

"after the whole entirety of the tournament.. can we talk about.. us?" he said, our eyes still connected.
"yeah..." i breathlessly whispered.

we sat there, staring.
until Harry's eyes moved to my lips. and mine moved to his, and in a flash our lips connected.
a quick, soft kiss.
not to long. not to rushed.
we pulled back, stared into each other's eyes for a moment, and then he went back to studying. like nothing ever happened
i think i love him.
i really do.

1025 words.

7/30/2022

these cute couple moment make me want to rip my hair out -author/jane