TW for a small anxiety attack!! Its in the second to fourth paragraphs. Its also not that bad but this is just in case you are someone who's easily triggered! Enjoy :)
3rd pov,
"Keep your filthy hands off her." Jemma warned firmly, her words laced with pure hatred.
Cedic ran out of the cafe when he saw Weasley being thrown into a brick wall, "Jemma!!" He worriedly shouted once he was near enough to her.
The girl looked over to the taller with wide eyes, 'I made him mad...' she said to herself, not registering the worry in his voice. Tears started to swell up in her eyes, then she started to hyperventilate.
Cedric knew excactly what was happening to her, she was having an anxiety attack. He needed to get her away from the crowd as-soon-as-possible, so he scooped her up into his arms and ran. They were now huddled up in a sidestreet somewhere along Knockturn Alley. Cedric somehow managed to avade the swarms of people and was now hugging her tightly to calm her down (don't worry he asked first), thankfully it was working.
"Just copy my breathing, okay? In... and out... in... and out..." He said softly. He moved her hand to his chest, still holding her tight.
"I'm sorry...." Jemma spoke quietly after catching her breath, but she was still shaking. Cedric took her hands and intertwined them with his own.
"There is nothing to be sorry about Jem." The older smiled and continued to assure her that she was alright, everything was alright. He pressed his forehead against hers — they were so close... "May I...?" He whispered. She nodded, a small 'please' falling from her lips.
His slightly chapped lips met her soft ones. And it was magical. Jemma felt like she was reunited with a missing piece of herself. She finally felt whole. She felt safe, safer than at Hogwarts, safer than with Sirius, safer than with the Order.
Cedric was in love. He was in love with this enchanting witch. And this witch was destined to be his... he felt complete. And for once in his life he wasnt worried about what his parents thought of him. Hell he wasn't even thinking about his parents! He was thinking about Jemma. And only Jemma.
They only pulled away from eachother to breath, they were in awe of one another. They were in love.
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Let us all say thank you to Lady Hecate for blessing these two souls with the one anothers requited and eternal love.
(And for the next chapter I'm going to time skip to when they return to Hogwarts)
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