Too Shy To Tell You (Cedric Diggory x Reader)

Home Again

                You stepped out of the carriage, gazing up at the magnificent castle before you. Hogwarts. You waited patiently with the other students, for the gates to be opened. You stood on your tiptoes trying to find the patch of taffy colored hair you knew so well. But his curly head was no where to be found. You sighed.
                Cedric hadn't come to find you on the train. And he'd barely written all summer. You began to wonder if he was angry with you. It was so unlike him to ignore you. You bit your lip nervously, trying not to assume the worst.
               Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and hoisted you up upon their shoulders. You grinned and looked down, expecting to see pale eyed best friend. But instead you were met by a tuft of fiery red hair. Fred. You sighed and looked away.
               "Aw (Y/N/N) don't look so disappointed to see me! I know I'm not Pretty-Boy-Digg-" He was cut off by you slapping your palm over his mouth. You checked around, making sure no one had heard the loud-mouthed Weasley. He smirked into your hand.
               "Put me down!" You demanded. He shrugged and set you back on the ground. He laughed a little, before disappearing into the mass of students, most likely to find George. Fred was a year younger than you, but he was no doubt your best friend. That is, after Cedric. Fred was the only one who knew about your crush on the charming Hufflepuff.
               Not even a minute later, you were once again pulled of the ground onto someone's shoulders. You rolled your eyes. "Fred! Put me down!" You growled. Someone chuckled.
               "Think again (Y/N/N)!" You looked down. Cedric was smiling up at you, proudly. You laughed and playfully kissed the top of his head. His hair smelled of honey. He chuckled again as he lowered you down "Did you miss me (Y/N/N)?" You smiled and hugged him.
               "You better believe I did!" You smiled again, glancing up at him. Cedric was only a few inches taller than you but you still had to look up when you were right next to each other. And that was by far your favorite place to be. He grinned, but it was short lived, after your face contorted into a scowl.
               "What's wrong (Y/N)? What happened?" You shook your head in disgust. How could he be so oblivious?
               "You barely wrote to me all summer! And you didn't even bother to find me on the train!" His expression softened.
"I'm sorry (Y/N/N)! I really am! I was just really busy over the summer! I wanted to write! I did! But I couldn't find the right words! As for the train, you know how it is between Hufflepuff and Slytherin. As a matter of fact we could get in trouble right now if the wrong people are watching!" He was right. You were a Slytherin and he was a Hufflepuff. There had always been an unspoken rule stating that Hufflepuffs and Slytherin's were to have zero contact, whatsoever. You sighed.
"Then why are you talking to me now?" He grinned again. It was contagious. You couldn't help but smile back.
"I couldn't help myself. I had to see you. And give you this..." He whispered the last part before pressing a piece of parchment into your hand and disappearing. You looked down at your hand and smiled. Before you could open it, the mob of students began pushing you toward the now open doors. Hogwarts greeted you, as you rushed to the Great Hall for the feast. You were finally home again!