𝐇𝐏 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒, ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢᵇʸᵉˡˡᵃ. ✓

100 votes special! (c.d)

Sorry for not posting since about the end of May. I finished school a little bit ago and was busy with summer activities. After a month, I only logged into Wattpad and saw that I had 100 votes on this book. I should try out ChatGPT and see how this will go. Sorry for not posting since the end of May. I finished school a little while ago and was busy with summer activities. After a month, I logged into Wattpad and saw that I had received 100 votes on this book. I should try out ChatGPT and see how this Harry Potter imagine goes. I also fixed up ChatGPT to make it seem more realistic and less AI-generated. Hope you enjoy it! (Probably my longest image yet, might do this again)

Imagine: Cedric and Y/N studying in the library together

Character: Cedric Diggory

Story:

The soft glow of the candlelight illuminated the ancient Hogwarts walls and the wooden shelves of the Hogwarts library, casting flickering shadows that danced across the rows of spellbooks and magical manuscripts. Cedric and Y/N sat at a large, dark oak table right near a window, the evening light streaming in, creating a serene ambiance as they decided to study not too late at night but right before curfew. But Cedric could let her get past curfew if he wanted because he is the prefect of Hufflepuff. 

Cedric's soft, brown hair fell into his eyes as he leaned over a thick book on Transfiguration, his concentration unwavering. Y/N, seated across from him. Y/N had her pile of books, he had his. Y/N is focused on a Potions essay. The scent of parchment and ink filled the air, mingling with the faint aroma of old books - a comforting, familiar smell.

"Have you figured out the incantation for changing a teapot into a tortoise yet, baby?" Y/N asked, breaking the comfortable silence. Their voice was soft, mindful. Of Madam Pince's strict no-talking rule.

Cedric looked up, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Almost, pretty girl," he replied, his eyes twinkling with a mixture of determination and amusement. "It's all in the wrist movement, apparently. Professor McGonagall would be proud." Y/N chuckled softly and smiled at Cedric. Their eyes meet each other. "I'm sure you'll get it in no time. You always do."

They shared a brief moment of camaraderie before returning to their respective studies. The quiet rustle of turning pages and the occasional scratching of quills on parchment were the only sounds, creating a peaceful atmosphere that allowed them to focus entirely on their work. After a while, Cedric stretched, his arms reaching above his head. "How's your Potions essay coming along?" he asked, glancing at Y/N's parchment covered in neat, precise handwriting.

Y/N sighed, twirling their quill between their fingers. "I think I've got the theory down, but Snape's going want more details on the brewing process. I just hope I don't blow up another cauldron in the practical exam." 

Cedric laughed softly, his warm, reassuring presence filling the space between them. "You've got this. And if you need help, you know I'm always here."

Y/N smiled grateful for Cedric's support. "Thanks, Cedric. I appreciate it." They continued studying, side by side, as the evening wore on. The bond they shared, built on mutual respect and friendship, made the long hours of studying not just bearable, but enjoyable. In the heart of the Hogwarts library, amidst the ancient tomes and the whispers of magic, they found a quiet quiet sanctuary where they could learn and grow together. 

I hope you guys enjoyed this imagine!