You Know I Love You, Right? (Cedric Diggory x Reader)

Chapter 23

A/N: Sorry for not updating yesterday, I was really busy with schoolwork and I didn't have the energy to post once I finished.  I've been having some really bad writers block recently and school hasn't been helping.  I'll try to post as much as possible but idk if I can do daily updates (which makes me so sad because I love writing this and updating so much!) Thank you so much for your patience.

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I barged into an empty shop and sat down on a chair near the entrance.  My head was throbbing as I tried to wrap my mind around everything that had happened.  A picture of Cedric's disappointed face was stamped onto my brain as I remembered the event.  Why was he so sad that I didn't love him, it's not like he loved me back.

In a situation like this, I'd usually be sobbing by now, being the emotional Hufflepuff that I was. However, my mind was too busy trying to keep track of the buzzing thoughts I had to even produce the energy to let out a single tear.  In fact, I wasn't even sad, nor angry.  I just felt empty. Fighting with Cedric like that sucked the emotion out of me, it was as if my feelings had drained along with my love for him.

I didn't love him.

I tried to picture his face, his eyes, but I was too upset to feel anything.  Had I really fallen out of love with Cedric Diggory?

I didn't even want to begin with Cho Chang.  And to think, I actually thought she was my friend at one point.

I guess a part of me couldn't be too upset with her, I'd be mad if someone else was in love with my significant other as well.

I heard the doorbell ring as someone else entered the store.  I prayed it wasn't Cedric, I didn't have the mood to listen to him apologize again for doing the same thing over and over again. But to my surprise, it was the Boy who Lived who had walked inside.

"How are you doing?  That was a pretty big fight you had with Cedric."  He asked as he sat next to me.

"I'm fine," I lied, "I just needed a moment alone."

"I know that's not true.  How do you really feel?"

"Why do you care?"  I snapped.  He didn't seem to be taken aback by my attitude, he just sighed.

"You were the only person to ask me how I was feeling back in the fall.  Ron was mad at me at the time and Hermione never really likes to check up on me.  I thought I was alone, but then I see a nice Hufflepuff girl come over to me to lighten my day, and now I'm going to return the favor."

I smiled, "Thanks Harry, I shouldn't have been so harsh.  I just don't like talking about my feelings."

"Fine, you don't need to tell me anything.  But I'm not going to let you sit here and sulk, let's get out, we still have a few hours before the train arrives."

I willingly got up because Harry was right, there was a lot of time left before we'd departe Hogsmeade and hanging out with him sounded a lot more enjoyable than sitting alone with my thoughts.

He stretched out his hand, I was a bit flustered by this act, but I took it anyway.

He took us over to Honeydukes where we eyeballed the mass amounts of sweets, including our personal favorite- Every Flavor Beans.

"What do you want?"  He asked.

"Oh, I'm not getting anything.  I don't have any money on me."

"No worries I'll get you whatever you want."

"I couldn't ask that of you, I really hate it when people spend their money on me."

He rolled his eyes and grabbed by hand again, slowly poking out each of my fingers to loosen my grip.  He placed a few galleons on my hand and closed it.