Cedric Diggory x Reader

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The pain that flashed in his eyes were enough for me to feel guilt like I had never felt before. I hated how terrible it made me felt, and most importantly I hated how I still loved him. I gritted my teeth; breaking up with him was the right thing to do.

...Wasn't it?

There was a deafening silence that was louder than what I'd ever heard. "I'm sorry," I apologized briefly yet sincerely, before walking out of the classroom, too stunned to comprehend what just happened. I heard my footsteps echoing around the corridor as I slowly processed the happenings.

I just broke up with Cedric Diggory.

And I still loved him.

I shook my head and feebly thought of the positives of breaking up with him. Today was the first time I had spoken to him since around a week or two ago; no one could have a healthy relationship like that. Our friendship that had developed into a relationship had been utterly broken; was there really a chance that we could fix everything up? All I wanted now was to be his best friend again.

Even if it meant pushing away my feelings.

How I wished everything would return back to when we were inseparable friends that were almost always seen together; glued together, really. News of our broken relationship spread rapidly through Hogwarts like wildfire. I'd even overheard Professor Dumbledore gossiping to Professor McGonagall during breakfast in The Great Hall about us.

Godric, they had even placed bets; Dumbledore said that after we've had some times to think, we would get back together again, whereas McGonagall announced to him that our relationship was too broken to ever be fixed again, which was really reassuring.

The duo really loved a good gossip and a bet.

The gossip in our school seemed to revolve all around Cedric and I, and there wasn't a single day when I didn't hear about how, "Cedric's next target must be Cho Chang," and that "y/n seems to be moving on quite quickly and will potentially start dating Roger Davies."

This was nothing compared to the truth; I couldn't get Cedric out of my mind no matter how hard I tried. The thought of him would be in my mind at least half of my waking day.

It was time.

The Tri-Wizard Champions would be chosen from the cup today, and there was a horrible aching feeling in my heart, and I felt like something terrible was going to happen.

Dumbledore announced that the Durmstrang champion was Viktor Krum, and we clapped politely. For Beauxbatons was Fleur Delacour, and for the Hogwarts champion, I waited with my breath held, watching the cup. The parchment flew up, and Dumbledore caught it, before calling out,

Cedric Diggory.

I bit my lip and resisted the urge to march over to him and slap him for doing something as stupid as entering his name and actually becoming a candidate with a slim yet possible chance of death.

Cedric stood up with a grin from the Hufflepuff table, friends patting him and congratulating him, not knowing the actual danger he had willingly entered himself into. Peter reached out for my hand as if he knew that I was about to do something unreasonable. I let him hold it as I watched Cedric walk up and into the other room.

Suddenly, the Goblet lit up once more, and another piece of parchment flew up, as we watched, confused and eyes transfixed onto the sight.

Dumbledore reached out to catch it in mid air. He looked at it, briefly, before yelling out, "Harry Potter."
My eyes immediately swivelled to the messy haired bespectacled boy who was sitting adjacent to me; he looked just as puzzled as everyone else was.

Dumbledore ordered Harry to come down, and he, too, went into the room. I had never spoken to him before, yet there was something that told me he didn't put his name in; the poor boy was already smothered by his fame for defeating Voldemort, and he certainly seemed like he hated it all, so why would he even think to enter his name in?

Besides, he was underage, and there was no way he could've gotten past that age line - Fred and George definitely failed, though it was quite hilarious. Dumbledore enjoyed a good laugh every now and again; the twins had been propelled backwards and then begun to grow beards, their vibrant orange hair fading into white. The two begun to squabble and fight while I had chuckled. What a good friend I was.

Unfortunately after that, they had made it their job to make me succumb to pitying them though it didn't quite work. They followed me around ages after they had been discharged out of the hospital wing by the lovely Madam Pomfrey, sulking and milking their 'injuries' as well as they could. They've certainly stopped attempting to guilt trip me after the prank I'd set on them, with the help of Peter, of course.

Ignoring Cedric wasn't the easiest task, and I had very nearly opened my mouth when I had passed him in the corridor, glancing at each other.

The day of the first task came.

They each had to face a different type of dragon. Dragons, for Godric's sake, couldn't the damn man choose a safer task? What about Wizard's Chess? Surely a nice game of chess was just as interesting as trying to steal a golden egg from a dragon. Even better, there is a very little chance of dying from chess. Yes. Chess was much safer. Why not chess?

Cedric was up first, and I bit my lip nervously, wrapping my scarf a little tighter around my neck. He was going to be facing a Swedish Short-snout. I wriggled a little in my seat; Swedish Short-snouts have killed humans, yet I knew that they have killed fewer than other breeds.

The dragon was a magnificent silver blue, and as I watched, Cedric appeared from the door in the side, and the task had begun.

After the most anxious moments of my life, Cedric had collected the egg and baffled the dragon; he had transfigured a rock into a dog to distract a dragon, and I was quite sure that for a few moments, I was more concerned for the unfortunate dog than Cedric himself, which I felt slightly guilty for.

Slightly.

Poor Harry had to go against a Hungarian Horntail, and succeeded by using his broom; the dragon had even escaped from his chains and chased Harry all around the castle.

At least no one died; that I was glad.

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