American Beauty (Harry Potter Various x reader)

Chapter 8: No Regrets

"You're telling me to take a bath? With the egg?" Y/n asked, staring at Cedric with raised eyebrows. "First off, how the hell did you figure that one out?" Cedric turned pink, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Do you trust me or not?" Cedric asked.

"I trust you! But I might end up trusting you less if you take baths with inanimate objects." Y/n replied. Cedric let a smile spread across his face, Opening his mouth to reply just when his name was called loudly.

"Oi Cedric!!! Why are ya flirting with the enemy!?!" Yelled one of his friends, laughing loudly.

"I agree Cedric. If we're not gonna do some Romeo and Juliet type shit, I don't know why we waste our time." Y/n said, an amused grin on her face.

"So you want me to marry you and than for both of us to die?" Asked Cedric.

"I'm down if you are." Y/n teased. Cedric rolled his eyes, smiling widely.

"I have to go, but just trust me and take a bath with that egg. And then we can go kill ourselves." Y/n laughed, waving to Cedric as he rushed over to his friends.

Cedric looked back at y/n, who was heading back to the castle, a bounce in her step. He unconsciously smiled, his cheeks heating up.

"Hey Cedric, how many times have you and that American girl done it. Spare no detail." Teased one of his friends, nudging him in the side. Cedric looked at him, his brows furrowed.

"What?"

"you know those Americans, all they do is sleep around. Tell me you have at least gotten a blow job." Cedrics smile dropped and a disgusted look appeared on his face.

"No! She hasn't even had her first kiss!"

"that won't last long, the Yule Balls coming up and I know about fifty guys dying to ask her."

Y/n sat with Hermione, twirling her wand between her fingers as the two finished their homework by the lake.

"So Hermione~ when are you and Victor gonna start talking? Cause the Yule Balls coming up and you gotta snatch that hunk up fast." Hermione turned pink, swatting at y/n's arm.

"Oh shush! We haven't even spoken." Said Hermione, brushing her hair behind her ear. Y/n gazed at Hermione, her mouth forming into a lopsided smirk.

"Well, of you don't end up going with anyone I would be happy to be your date." Y/n said. Hermione turned pink, giggling.

"Oh please, I've seen the looks you've been getting. Almost every boy is dying to ask you out."

"It's not because they want to ask me out, it's because my skirt looks like a damn washcloth." Hermione laughed, nodding a little.

"It's not that bad-" her voice suddenly cut off, her gaze behind y/n. Y/n turned, her eyes landing on a shirtless Victor running past the two. His dark eyes landed on y/n, a half smirk spreading over his face. Y/n grinned, cupping her hands around her mouth.

"Do a spin and it's an extra five dollars for you!" Victor grinned, spinning around. Y/n cheered, wolf whistling. Hermione was bright red, hiding her face and peeking through her fingers.

Victor began to run over to the two girls, stopping in front of y/n.

"It's freezing out, here." y/n stood, taking her robe off and draping it over Victors shoulders. Victors already red face became even darker.

"Thank you. Y/n, I would like to speak with you." Y/n gave him a quick nod, crossing her arms for warmth.

"Shot."