Stone [Cedric Diggory]✔

questioning

It hadn't taken too long for rumors to spread amongst the student body. By the next morning Chrys had found herself under surveillance from the other students as she walks next to Cedric, their fingers laced together and their arms playfully swinging as both smile happily. "I'll walk you to your first class, right?" "You have McGonagall first, Handsome. And the Dungeons are quite far from the tower.. If you're late you'll risk your title of prefect and detention. I'd very much prefer to have you for myself in the afternoon.", the girl chuckles, making their friends coo at them and Cedric smile. He leans down and, cupping her face, he kisses her. Then and there. In the middle of the great hall. Immediately whispers arise but neither really care... At all. They share a bright smile and another smaller kiss before sliding into their seats next to each other. "If I don't get to take you to your class at least tell me Zabini will.", Cedric says. "You really trust him with her?", Vincent, another one of their friends asks. "If she trusts him with herself so do I.", Cedric shrugs. Vincent blinks, then nods. "You're right." They bicker about god knows what while eating their breakfast. Chrys munches in her sandwich with egg, tomato, cucumber and some salad, occasionally sipping the coffee she'd get herself made every morning in the kitchen since Hogwarts really didn't offer any coffee like that. There was tea and pumpkin juice. Breakfast tea was nice.. But she really hated it for breakfast. In between: yes. Tea was lovely. But in the morning she needed actual caffeine. Seeing her Slytherin friend enter she quickly calls out to him. Followed by his friends he walks up to them and then peeks up. "Is that coffee?" "Do you want a sip? I hope you don't mind that I already drank a bit." "I don't care." Taking the offered large mug he drinks a bit of it and hands it back to her. "What did you want?" "Can I walk down to Potions with you? Cedric and the others have McG first and I don't fancy being all alone." "If I get some more coffee I'll even carry you there." Chrys laughs and simply gestures for him to take her mug. He almost finishes it, leaving just about three gulps behind. "See you in a bit." She nods, her amber eyes beaming along with her and he leaves. "Hey." She turns to look at Fred and George who stare at her curiously while Lee Jordan offers her a 'my condolences' kind of look. "Hey. What do you need to know?" "What's it with you and Zabini?" Immediately most if the great hall quiets down and Blaise just offers a blank slate face to all those staring back and forth between Chrysoprase Lapis and him, hiding the grin threatening to ruin his reputation as the mysterious Slytherin. Chrys he refused to see as a threat to it. He liked her a bit too much admittedly. She was a ray of sunshine in his usually very dark grey life of watching his friends get dragged into dark magic and him struggling to maintain his and his mothers neutral stand. "You can't be dating. We both know you and Cedric are a thing. But.. What is it with Zabini?" "We are friends. I like him. He's easy to talk to.", she says bluntly and in that moment the boy thanks his dark complexion for hiding the heat shooting to his face at her compliment.
"You have befriended Zabini...." The disbelief in their words seems to provoke the Hufflepuff and Blaise knew how lethal that could be. He had after all been the one to accompany her to the ministry when she had finally enough of sending letters and yelled bloody murder at the minister himself until they had looked into the Black case again and then declared the poor man as actually innocent, causing actual riots. But not reacting to the girls strongly worded letters was practically an invitation for her to erupt like a volcano. "No. I just randomly blackmail him to act as if we are friends so that I can rant to him. Honestly you twats. What the hell do you think I'm doing otherwise? Any other words to give me reasons to hex you?" The Weasley twins shake their heads quickly. "Good." "But how?" "We ran into each other. We started talking. We became friends. Isn't that how it usually works?" "But.." "If you even consider saying 'he's a Slytherin' I'm going to snap, okay? Just... Shut up."

"She actually cares for you.", Pansy says in a hushed voice to Blaise who suddenly has a smug expression on his face. "You thought otherwise?" "Leave them before she'll hunt you down as well, Parkinson.", Draco says, shaking his head. "She's walking with us, right?" "I didn't think you'd want to walk alongside us. Don't you hate each other?" "I don't hate her. I never hated her." Those words from Draco make them all blink at the blond. "Do you have a fever?" "Not at all."

Meanwhile the golden trio glances at their once friend who soon enough kisses the golden boy of Hufflepuff goodbye, takes her bag and joins Zabini at the Slytherin house table. The boy simply offers her his arm that she quickly takes and Malfoy steps next to his friend, Nott next to the Hufflepuff, offering her a nod, Crabbe, Goyle and Parkinson tail the group and they all march away together like a mob. They only were missing the pitchforks and torches.