The Maneater Of Hogwarts || yn x Hogwarts ||

Caught

I was woken to Cedric and one of his friends who I never really spoke to before saying my name.

I woke up, rubbing my eyes.
"Where the heck am I?" I said, still half asleep.
"Our dorm" Cedric and his friend laughed.
"You were studying with Oliver but apparently he really bored you to the point you went to sleep" Cedric laughed, helping me up.
"What time is it?" I asked, still trying to stand on my own two feet.

"Half one, we're about to go to the great hall for lunch if you want to join us?"

"Where did Oliver go?" I ask looking around the room for him.
"He left to go to the great hall to try give you some peace but we had to come back up to get you out so one of our roommates is able to come in here with his girlfriend" Cedric replied, going to his mirror and fixing up his hair, before looking back at me.

"Oliver has pretty eyes" I say, day dreaming about him. Cedric and his friend look at eachother before looking at me.
"I guess so..?" Cedric says, laughing softly to cover what seemed to be his jealousy.

-Great Hall-

I went down with Cedric and his friend, I was walking slightly behind them just to try make sure the Slytherins didn't see me.

I sat down next to them and I was opposite Oliver. I was resting my head on my hand on the table just looking at Oliver.

"What happened with you two??" Cedric asked, sounding a bit passive aggressive attempting, but failing to cover it.

"Not really anything, I did compliment her but that's it" Oliver replied, smirking at the sight of me being head over heels for him.

"I don't think she'd be acting like this if that's all you done" Cedric said, easing his eyebrows as he picked up a chicken leg. Oliver shrugged and smiled over to me.

Somebody tapped Oliver on the shoulder, causing him to turn his neck around to see who it was.

"Oliver" Cedric said, sternly.
"Yeah?" Oliver said, turning fully back around a few seconds later.
"What is that mark on your neck from" Cedric said, clenching his fork so hard his knuckles were going paler then me in winter.

"It's nothing really" Oliver said, slightly chuckling to try brush it under the carpet but Cedric wasn't giving up on it that easy.

"I'm not dumb Oliver, that's a hickey. You didn't have that this morning when I was taking the label off your jumper." Cedric said coldly, looking over at me and putting two and two together like a piece in a puzzle.

"It's not what it looks like, yn tell him" Oliver said, reaching his hand over the table and nudging me to move.

"Huh" I said, snapping out of the trance I was in. "Your hands really soft" I said, looking back at Oliver but taking my head off my hand.

"I know I'm right" Cedric said, placing his cutlery down and getting ready to leave. Thankfully nobody was paying attention to our conversation or I'd be in big trouble.

"Cedric I'm telling you the truth" Oliver said, trying to get him to sit back down.
"Try telling me the truth when yn isn't drooling over you" Cedric said, snarling at him before leaving.

Oliver got up to follow, and then me.
"Where are you going?" I ask, trying to catch up. We just made it out the great hall doors at this point and nobody was around.
Oliver waits on me, "I'm trying to catch up with him darling"
"I'll come with you" I say, eager to get to be with Oliver in general.
"I wouldn't have it and other way" Oliver says, tucking my hair behind my ear. I blush a little and hold his hand while it's still stroking the side of my head.