Harry Potter, Fantastic Beasts, and Marauders Oneshots

Cedric

5. "They can't hurt you anymore."

43. "Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"

Warning mentions of past torture and mentions of PTSD.

It had been years since the war ended and all of us still had scars, my husband having many. To the world he had been killed, but actually he was kidnapped and tortured. When we found him he was beaten and broken. I had thought that I would never get him back to the way he use to be, and in someways he wasn't.

I felt someone toss and turn beside me and I raised u land saw Cedric thrashing around.

"Cedric! Cedric wake up!" I yelled as I shook him awake.

He shot up and held his wand up.

"Hey! It's okay, it's okay." I said as I touched his face.

He gasped for air and I gently pulled him to my chest.

"That cant hurt you anymore." I whispered as I kissed his forehead.

He let out a sigh and snuggled deeper into my chest.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't be sorry, never be sorry." I said as he pulled away.

"I don't deserve you." He said softly.

"Of course you do." I said as I gently kissed him.

The next morning Cedric was in the kitchen cooking when I heard a loud shattering sound. I quickly rushed to the kitchen to see a bowl on the ground and Cedric staring out the window.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" I asked as I bent down and picked up the glass.

He blinked a few times and then looked at the glass.

"Sorry, I... let me-"

"It's okay, I can get it." I said as I picked up the pieces.

I threw them away and then turned to see Cedric holding his hand.

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" I asked as I rushed up and took his hand in mine.

He had a gash in his hand and I looked it over before turning and grabbing bandages. I started to bandage his wound and felt his eyes on me.

"I keep seeing him." He said softly.

The dark lord, we never said his name. Never mentioned him or those that helped torture Cedric.

"He's gone." I said softly.

"I know, but... I keep seeing him. Hearing him."

"What does he say?"

"That all of this is a lie... you aren't real... you're dead and it's my fault."

I gently grabbed his hand and put it over my heart.

"Feel that... that's my heart. I'm here and I am never going anywhere." I said softly.

He sent me a small smile and I met his eyes. I felt a gentle squeeze and I glared at him.

"Cedric, you better not of squeezed my boob." I said with a growl.

"Hand slipped." He said playfully.

"You pervert." I said with a laugh.

"You place my hand near it and expect me not to squeeze, you don't know me as much as you thought." He said as he leaned down and captured my lips with his.

I smiled as I pulled him closer and leaned my forehead against his.

"I love you." I said softly.

"I love you too." He said with a small smile.