prospicere futurum | fred weasley | cedric diggory

3.

Corrine hurried into the halls, her friends trailing behind, still shoving their papers into their bags as they walked.

"You can't avoid him forever, Cor." Ella smiled, knowingly, as Taylor scanned behind them, Fred and George still lazing around the doorway with a few members of their quidditch team.

"I won't. Forever. It's just so awkward, I think I would vomit if I had to look into his sad little eyes again..." She cringed, spinning around the corner and knocking into something solid, crashing to the ground, her bag spilling it's contents down the hallway.

"God," Corrine recognized the voice at once, her brain going blank as Cedric bent before her, hurrying to grab the few quills littering the floor and her inkwell which had begun rolling down the hall. The blonde hardly looked up at him, sliding together rolls of parchment and textbooks and stuffing them carefully back into her bag.

"I'm so sorry." She finally managed, looking up to see the easy smile spread across the boys face as he held his hand out for hers, her items collected in his free hand.

"Don't be. I'm the idiot standing in the center of the hallway." She let him pull her from the ground and dusted the imaginary dirt from the stone floors from her pants before taking her things back from him.

"No, I was going too fast. Not watching where I was going." She could feel her face starting to redden at the way her words were coming out.

Cedric's friends were thankfully too involved in their previous conversation to pay much attention to the pair, and Corrine could see Ella and Taylor a few feet away, perched against the stoney walls, pretending not to be watching everything.

"Where are you going? I could walk you. You know, so you don't fall again?" He teased, a sparkling grin rising to his face.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts." She replied, failing to hold back her own smile. "It's not all that long of a walk, I think I've hit my fall quota of the day."

"We'll just make sure, how about?" He adjusted his own bag on his shoulder before shoving his hands into his pockets. The pair walked in silence for a few minutes, Corrine positive that Ella and Taylor were trailing behind them holding in snickers. "Listen... I do know your name, but just remind me, okay?"

She felt a small smile pull at her lips as she looked to him. "We have potions together."

"Yes, I know that." He shot her a glare. "It's not my fault Snape never picks on you."

"Well, I know your name and Snape doesn't pick on you." She chuckled, watching him wrack his brain so clearly.

"Well, I'm the greatest Seeker this school's ever seen. Everyone knows my name-" He joked, shrugging dramatically. "It really is a blessing and a curse to be this talented."

"Well, Mr. Greatest Seeker of all time, maybe you can put some of your talent towards investigation." She slowed, Cedric matching her pace as they neared Moody's doorway.

"Oh, just tell me!" He reached out for her wrist before she could enter the classroom.

"Where's the fun in that?" She laughed, noting her friends nearing the pair of them. "Thanks for walking me."

"I'm regretting it now." He grumbled through a smirk, offering her half a wave and setting off back to his friends the next hallway over.

"What happened! What happened! What happened!" Taylor exclaimed, dropping into the seat next to Corrine's, Ella falling in on her other side.

"Nothing happened!" She replied, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling. "He was sweet, he said he wanted to walk me to class so I didn't fall again." She let her head fall into her hands, trying not to think of how stupid she must have looked in front of everyone.