Star Girl | Cedric Diggory

|*| Sixty Three |*|

|*| I haven't updated since last year... oops |*|

Aquila always had stupid ideas, and this particular morning was one of the stupidest yet. She had got into a position like some sort of four-legged animal; on all fours, she held herself up over top of Cedric's sleeping body and waited. She waited for him to wake up.

However, he didn't wake up for a long time, and Aquila's arms were growing tired from holding her up. So, to speed things up, she leaned down as close as she could to her boyfriend's face without touching it, and she took a deep breath.

Then, using the power of her rancid breath, she exhaled right into his nose, hoping the horrid stench would wake him. It did.

"Why does it smell like wet onions?" he asked through a groggy yawn. He slowly opened his eyes and adjusted to the light before gasping and closing his eyes again.

Aquila had made a goofy face, hoping to scare Cedric, and it had worked. Aquila snorted as he took a long breath to calm himself down. "Morning, my Ceddyweddybear," Aquila cooed.

"Your breath smells like dung," Cedric informed her. His eyes were still closed.

"Why are your eyes closed?" Aquila asked. "Open them up so you can see what happened! It's a miracle!"

"My fingers grew back?" Cedric asked excitedly, quickly opening his eyes and looking at his hands. Lo and behold, his fingers had not grown back. They were only partly finished regrowing, and Cedric still didn't have his fingernails back. He sighed, "You lied to me! They didn't grow back, Quil!"

"I wasn't talking about your fingers, Ced," she explained. "I'm talking about the real issue here; your eyebrows are back! You don't look like an alien!"

"Quil, I can't see my eyebrows," Cedric said.

"But you can feel them-oh, right... you can't." Aquila began chuckling which lead to full-blown laughter.

"Okay, you can stop that now," Cedric told her, growing rather annoyed of her laughing.

"I can't!" she laughed. "Merlin, I'm hilarious!"

"No, you're actually not," he stated.

Aquila finally collected herself and sat down next to Cedric, smiling brightly. "Okay, you can't touch them, but I can. Sir Cedric, I will do the honor of touching your eyebrows."

"Lady Aquila, that is not necessary." Cedric tried to block her from touching him, but he failed miserably.

"It's a miracle!" Aquila exclaimed as she traced the shape of his eyebrows. "You're fabulous again."

"Thank Merlin for that," Cedric said, giving up trying to get her to stop.

"It's too bad your fingers aren't back yet," Aquila said, laying down on the bed next to him. "You're going to miss the end of term feast."

"I'm sure I'll be fine," he said. "I'll get some mush needed sleep after that task. I could've ended up being a spa-dead. I could've died."

"You heard that last night?" Aquila asked. "I thought you were asleep."

"It's kinda hard to sleep while your fingers are slowly stretching back into shape," Cedric admitted, regretting letting it slip that he heard her talking.

"So, you heard everything I said then?" Aquila asked. She was nervous he thought differently of her because of her parents' actions with the Muggle.

"Yeah," he told her. There was no reason to lie at that point. He'd heard everything, and he honestly wanted to talk about it.

"I swear I was joking about you being a spare," Aquila said quickly. "I hope I didn't offend you-"

"You're not like them, Quil," Cedric blurred out, stopping her from rambling. "You'll never be like them."

"How do you know that?" Aquila asked. "What if one day I am like them?"

"That'll be the day You-Know-Who gains control of the world," Cedric said. "You aren't anything like them, and you'll never be."

"But, what if-"

"Listen here, Aquila Boa Constrictor Whitman. You are the strongest, smartest witch I've ever met. You'll find your way through anything life tosses at you, and you'll never go down that path. I know you Aquila; you have your reasons. And I know you'll find a reason not to do what they've done. You're better than them, Aquila."

"I hope you're right, Cedric," Aquila said, snuggling up next to him.

"I know I'm right," Cedric told her, wrapping his arms around her. "I know I'm right."

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"I brought waffles!" Ethan called, skipping into the room. He looked at Cedric and Aquila cuddled up in the bed and sighed. "You're not getting up, are you?"

"Nope," both of them said.

"I suppose I'll just eat them all myself then," Ethan said. "I do love me some waffles."

"But I want a waffle," Cedric pouted. "Come on, Eth. Just hand me one."

"They're all mine," Ethan declared, grabbing a waffle off the plate and shoving the whole thing in his mouth.

"He wants us to get up," Aquila whispered.

"I know," Cedric told her.

"We should get up," she said.

"We should," he told her.

"Five more minutes," she said.

"Sounds good," he agreed.

"Oh, come on!" Ethan whined. "Do it for the waffles!"

"We will," Aquila told him. "In five minutes."

"Merlin, you lovebirds suck," Ethan muttered, grabbing the waffles and walking out of the room.

"Ethan wait!" Cedric called to his friend.

"Yes?" Ethan asked, running back.

"Leave the waffles," Cedric said.

Ethan placed the waffles on the floor, then he stepped on them. "I hope you enjoy floor waffles!" he laughed, running out of the room. "Ha ha ha ha!"

"He smashed our waffles," Cedric noted.

"I suppose they're still okay to eat," Aquila said.

|*| yass floor waffles. Fyi I've got a Richard story in my drafts yay! I'm gonna publish it soon :) (me from the future: no I'm not lol) |*|