Stone [Cedric Diggory]✔

Emerald Cravings (Draco xChrysoprase OS)

>>>This plays out in an alternative timeline just after the champions selection. Thank you @crzybitxh for bringing this ship to my attention<<<

What if one lost soul can find the other?

"Cedric you are an idiot if you think this will end well!!" "I'll be just fine, love. Calm down." "No I can't fucking calm down, Ced. Harry fucking Potter is participating in the Triwizard Tournament!" "Are you saying he'll beat me? He's fourteen, Chrys." "This has nothing to do with his age. If you'd stop to think for a bloody moment you'd notice that he is not only far too stage shy but also not even remotely smart enough to trick the Goblet of fire! Somebody who knows a lot of advanced magic wants him in the tournament! Don't you get it? That means big fucking danger!", Chrys barks at her boyfriend. "Why can't you just be happy for me?", Cedric asks, looking at her as if he didn't even hear a single word she had just said. And by Merlin Chrysoprase surely wasn't too quiet for him to miss it. "Happy that you are committing suicide? Oh. Yes. Terribly as you may have noticed." "Maybe you should go and rest a bit. You're tired." "I'm tired of you just dismissing my concerns!" "I'm finally getting the chance to give Hufflepuff the recognition it deserves and you are telling me I should deliberately fail our school and out house?!" "I don't give a shit about either of those things. I don't want to lose another person to death, don't you get it?!" "I'm not your sister, Chrysoprase."
His words hit home. And they hit it hard. "You know what? I've got a new spell for you.. Maybe you'll find it useful sometime in the future." Gesturing a half circle with her hand she then makes a surprised face. "Oh. Would you look at that. Poof. And now you are single." "Chrys.. I'm sorry, I.." Estelle is quickly by her friends side, slapping Cedric with a strong swing of her right hand before taking Chrys's hand. "Come on, love. Let's go get some snacks. We can bunker down and read somewhere.." "Sounds good to me." Chrys loops her arm through Estelles and drops her head onto her shoulder. "Thank you." "Any time."
The two walk past a certain group of Slytherins who look at their friend worriedly. She simply gives them a small smile as she and Estelle make their way towards the kitchens.

Sitting in the library Chrys has her nose buried in a book in order to avoid being spotted by her now ex boyfriend who had made it his mission to basically hunt her down in an attempt to 'talk straight to her'. In her opinion straight talk was highly overrated. Why not gay talk instead? At this point it appeared as if she would just steal Estelle to be her date to the yule ball anyways. She chuckles to herself as she reads the same page for the fifth time over.

"Lapis." A body drops down next to her. Chrys smiles softly. She wouldn't even be able convince a blind man about her being happy. "Malfoy." "You are not reading. Put that thing down." Dropping the book into her lap she looks up into a pair of grey eyes. Draco had joined her on the windowsill where she had hidden herself away. "How did you find me?" "Since Estelle guaranteed me you are not in the Hufflepuff common room and you weren't in the Slytherin common room or in Pansy's dorm either I guessed you were either here or on the astronomy tower. Merlin am I glad I didn't walk all the way up there first." Chrys chuckles. "Oh come on. You could use the exercise." The blond looks at her with an exaggerated look of offense. "Excuse me?" She can't help but break out into soft giggles, muffling them with her sweaters sleeve as to not alert Madam Pince. "Damn it, Draco!" Gently swatting his arm she gives him a true smile. Small but true. He grins back. "Better." "It must be important if the Slytherin Prince is willing to participate in such straining activities so... What can I do for you?", she asks him curiously, leaning forward a bit. "Stop calling me that for Salazars sake.", he sighs, shaking his head. Still there is a smile on his lips as he stares into the library.. or anywhere but at her.
"Go to the Yule ball with me."
For a few moments Chrys falls completely silent. She doesn't even breathe. "Pardon me?" "You heard me bloody well.", Draco grumbles, slowly turning to face her. Against his pale skin his blush was standing out so much it looks as if someone had backhanded him. And pretty badly at that. "I did but I'm not too sure I understood you.. Do you mean as friends or.." "A date." Now Chrys too lights up like a christmas tree, flushing bright red, hiding her cheeks behind her palms. "I... what? Since when do you.." The boy sighs. "Pretty much since you called me a slimy twat in our first year." "I.. I don't know what to say Draco.." "How about 'Yes Draco my love. You are so perfectly handsome, so strong and so smart. I would love to go to the yule ball with you'?", the blond boy snarkily replies, making her giggle again. "Should I wear a potato sack then so you can be the pretty one?" "Oh yes. I would love that. Just a small one please. It should show off your legs." Chrys swats his arm with a gasp. "Draco!" The boy snickers. "So is that a yes?" Chrys nods her head. "Yes." "Perfect. Now come on. Pansy and Estelle are already waiting in the common room. Who cares about...", he picks up the book she had been reading, "... the history of Chimaeras anyways?" "I do! My wandcore is Chimaera fur!", Chrys chuckles, as she is dragged down from the windowsill and Draco magically places the book back into its spot. "I didn't know that.." "I like to keep quiet about it. Since this is the only wand in existence with Chimaera anything as it's core it's extremely valuable. No one has survived even scratching a Chimaera so far. They are protected by the old greek gods, mostly Zeus.", Chrys explains, her eyes lighting up as she speaks about her favourite creatures. "Just you see... I'll one day work in a Chimaera sanctuary." "Over my dead body you will get yourself in that kind of danger.", Draco grumbles, flicking her forehead with his free hand, the other one is holding hers. "Ow. Rude!", Chrys pouts, but has to laugh as he gives her a pointed look he must be copying off Snape. "Stop that. You look ridiculous!" He shrugs and they just casually chat while strolling down the hallways towards the dungeons. Neither one of them even notice Hufflepuffs Golden Boy being held back by Nicholas Greene as he sees them.
"Just stop it, mate. You'll make things worse."