Call It What You Want || DISCONTINUED.

twenty-three

"Was that your first kiss...?" I hear Cedric ask. He was grinning like an idiot and I couldn't control myself from blushing.

I never liked situations where I get shy all of a sudden, but since I kissed him first, I'll let that pass. "Yes. Don't you dare say anything about it," I admitted, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows.

He chuckles, holding my hand and caressing it. "I'm beginning to think the sorting hat misplaced you in Gryffindor," Cedric jokes, which I find funny. "Thank you, (Y/N)."

I raised an eyebrow at his sudden words. What would he thank me for? I just kissed him and it was probably the most sloppiest kiss he's ever had. "What are you thanking me for?" I ask, our things comfortably touching.

"For being my first kiss."

My heart fluttered at that. I wanted to believe that he was lying, but I can't imagine him lying to me either. I had just shared my first kiss with Cedric Diggory, the handsome and charming Hufflepuff boy... and then he says I'm his first kiss??? I looked into Cedric's eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I was the first person he had ever kissed, and that made me feel special. I knew he was popular with the girls, and yet he had chosen me.

I smirk at this, finally having the topic to embarrass him. "Cedric Diggory has only gotten his first kiss just now? Wow, that's surprising," I say jokingly and he sneaked up a shy smile, pulling me in for a hug again as he ruffled my hair.

I laugh at his action, trying to flee away. "Yeah? Well, at least we're on the same boat now!" He says while laughing, making sure my hair was tangled enough.

We both didn't pull away from each other. I let my head melt into his chest, finding comfort in it as I could feel him brush my hair again gently to untangle the mess he just did. Dinner was just about to end, but I don't want to be away from him, not after what we just shared.

His steady heartbeat was comforting, almost hypnotic as if it were syncing with my own pulse. I close my eyes and focused on his heartbeat, listening to its rhythm of it. It was soothing that I think I'm turning powerless around him, but that was okay. It's Cedric.

I was so lost in his touch, I really don't want this to end. As much as I was always used to being alone, I think I wouldn't live a day without his warmth. It was like the rest of the world faded away. Of course, I'd eventually have to get back to my dorm and explain to the trio why I just ran off earlier, but for now, I just wanted to hold onto him. When else will I get to experience this again like it's my first time?

I took a deep breath, trying to memorize every detail of what was happening right now; the warmth of his body, the steady beat of his heart, and the oddly familiar scent of his.

"We have to get back, (Y/N)..." He whispered, finally untangling the last strands of my hair.

"But I'm already about to fall asleep," I say, hearing him chuckle. I smiled at whined, pressing myself more to his chest as my hands tighten around his body.

He caressed my head, "you don't want others to know about us yet, right?"

I didn't respond to that. I thought about it a little, trying to think of the outcome if everyone in this magical school knew about us. The trio? They'd definitely be happy for me. Cedric's friend group? They'd celebrate and cause chaos. But everyone else? My mother? I'm not so sure about them.

Eventually, I pull away and sigh, nodding at his question. He didn't seem sad when he asked that, but he understood my feelings.

He stands up first, tidying himself up and reached out a hand for me to take. I gladly took it and stood up, almost falling a little because of how stiff my knees were from sitting for quite a time.