You watch all the faces you pass in the courtyard, looking for your best friend.
"Y/n, there's a Prefect meeting tonight, try not to be late again." Cedric hums as the two of you pass each-other.
He bounces to glance back at you, a smile rounding on his familiar face.
"I'll try, Diggory." You shake your head chuckling slightly, partnering up with Thomas- with a shying wave.
"How's my favourite Prefect?" He tosses your hair, and your eyes roll.
"We both know you have an undying and unprofessed love for Cedric." You tease him with a small laugh, and this time he rolls his eyes.
"Y/n, we both know I'm on the hunt for Harry bi-sexual Potter." He whispers quickly into your ears, and you throw your head back to laugh.
"You finally talked to him?" You raise an eyebrow, a genuine smile falling.
"We've been talking for a while actually. I didn't want you or anyone else prying. All things considered, girls drool at him, boys want to be him."
"He's the definition of a cliché story bad boy, without the bad, he's really a sweetheart." You sling your bag over your shoulder, directing Thomas toward the Great Hall.
"I know that, I'm the one talking to him," he adds on with a wide smile, passing through a group of younger students.
"Ah, looks like you're early today." A laugh comes from the corner of the room, and you look over to see your Hufflepuff counterpart lowering himself into a cushioned chair.
"I'm making up for the lost time last meeting. Besides, coming in late was pretty embarassing on my part." You shrug, setting yourself into a chair directly across from him.
"You were blushing the entire time." He comments, and your eyebrows raise quickly.
"I definitely wasn't aware of that." You chuckle, your eyes rolling quickly.
The door opens once more and your conversation falls to a halt when the Ravenclaw Prefects swing in, Cho's arms hung across her chest.
She doesn't shoot even a quick glance at Cedric, before walking to the other side of the room.
The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, and you find yourself quite uncomfortable.
You fall into a bland but unnerving conversation with the other Ravenclaw Prefect: Mason.
"Well, I will say that Professor Trelawney is quite brilliant, although many others would disagree." He turns to you, and you purse your lips in thought.
"It all depends on the angle I'm guessing, how open your mind is."
"She's completely wacked!" Cho brushes a strand of hair from her face, her small outburst noticed by everyone else in the room.
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FanfictionREQUESTS ARE OPEN!! - and everyday, I feel myself falling more and more for you. these are harry potter imagines and one-shots. slip yourself into the shoes of the main character, and fall for those of your choice.