Dear Thea // Cedric Diggory

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Althea;

When I awake, what hits me first isn't the usual cold of my dorm, nor the morning light that starts about my day, but instead the throbbing pain that begins ringing in my head. I roll over in my bed, groaning as my head aches. Pulling the covers over my body, desperately trying to block out any glow from the outside, I notice that I'm still in my dress from last night. I bring my hand to my forehead and wince at the great heat returned. Perfect, a fever, too.

As I take a deep breath in, the scent of FireWhiskey lacing my clothes and breath consumes me, causing my memories of last night to slowly return. They come back in bits and fragments; the copious amount of alcohol I ingested was the first thing I can obviously remember, and then there was that Ravenclaw boy, and Jade helped me get ready...

Holy shit, Jade!

My eyes dash to her bed, which is empty. Fuck, I can't believe I left her alone last night, I'm such a terrible friend. Hopefully she got back somewhere safe after the party, I pray to god she's only gone because of a hook up. Deciding that she'll either show up at breakfast or in the dorm at some point, I continue my attempts at connecting the pieces together from last night. While I can remember Nick flirting with me and asking about Quinn, the rest is partially hazy. Almost as if it was aching at the memoires deep down, there was some part in my heart begging me to recall everything; however, my forgetful mind was forbidding me from doing so.

As I slowly continue regaining consciousness, I realize that there is a jacket clinging to my arms and wrapped around my back. What the hell, who's is this? I sit up in my bed to inspect the jacket, too swiftly I suppose because the action only makes the pounding feeling in my head worse. Unzipping the jacket as quickly as I'm able to, which isn't fast considering my dazed state, I peel the piece of clothing off of me. The scent of honey and cedar fills my senses as it's torn away. The jacket is embellished with the words "Hufflepuff Quidditch Team", and as I turn it over, a last name is sewn in bright, canary yellow letters.

It reads "Diggory".

But how did I get Cedric's jacket? I try to work out how he fits in this puzzle, but his piece is shaped too oddly, and nothing makes sense to me. Leaning over, I attempt to fold the jacket and place it at the foot of my bed, but this movement only brings on the sudden urge to vomit, the lurching feeling in my stomach forcing me to rip the covers off and dart to the bathroom. Running to the toilet, I hung my head over the bowl, grunting as I emptied the contents of last night from my stomach. Wiping my mouth as I sat back from my hunching position, I groaned and did my best to stand up. Shakily rising to my feet, I turned to the mirror. I looked like actual shit.

I'm never drinking again.

My once perfect makeup was now smeared in black masses around my eyes, my hair in a thick knot, and the straps of my dress rested below my shoulders. What caught my eye the most, though, were the dark purple bruises littering my neck. Gently, I reached up and caressed the spots, further pulling off my dress to reveal even more bruises haphazardly scattered across my chest. My fingers lingered over the marks as their cause came rushing back. It was because of Cedric; Cedric was the reason I looked so disheveled, Cedric was the one who kissed every open and closed part of me last night, who apologized for everything, who brought me to the Room Of Requirements, and he was the one who fucked me there.

I don't know if it's regret or just shock that hits me, nevertheless I'm quickly taken back. Maybe it's not disbelief that I'm feeling about the event, but disbelief that I'm pleased. As I run my fingers across my lips, I remember how it felt when Cedric did the same, how it felt having him pressed against me, having him inside of me. I relished the thought. Although the memory is still cloudy, the pure pleasure I felt from his touch burns bright in my mind.