all you need is love - Cedric Diggory

Chapter 1

You sat in your first class of the day, Potions, with Professor Snape. It was your best class, yet you never seemed to pay much attention during it. More often than not, you spent the majority of the lessons daydreaming. Your eyes begin to wander off your paper to your best friend, Dawn, who was sat across the room. You make a funny face at her, causing her to giggle. Her hand immediately goes over her mouth, and she looks over at Snape, hoping he didn't hear.

"Would you like to share what is so humorous with the rest of the class Miss Walker?" He questions your friend, and you have to hold in a laugh.

"No, sir. Sorry, sir," she mumbles, not even daring to make eye contact with him.

"Very well," he says before going on with the lesson.

If she were in any other house, Snape definitely would've taken points away. But Dawn was also a Slytherin, and he didn't even try to hide his favoritism towards the house. You knew it was unfair but couldn't really complain. Why would you? It was your house, and it helped you and your classmates get closer to the top.

Once the bell rings, you pack your bag and make your way to Dawn, who was looking at you angrily, "how come he only ever calls me out," she whines.

"What can I say?" you shrug, "just one of the perks of being a favorite," you joke, although you weren't really kidding. You were one of Snape's favorites. He and your parents were quite close, which led to him leaving you alone almost every time you did something wrong. Again it was unfair, but did you have a problem with it? Not particularly.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," she says as the two of you leave the classroom, "you know, I still can't believe Potter got picked last night. It makes no sense."

What Dawn said was a question you had running through your thoughts all night...and morning. Harry wasn't even seventeen yet, and he claims he didn't put his name in, which you believe. But still, how in the world did his name get picked? There was no reasonable explanation.

"Me either," you tell her, shrugging.

The both of you part ways, and you make your way to your second class today, "Merlin's beard!" you exclaim as a tall figure bumps into you, causing you to drop all your books.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, love," a voice says, sweetly. You look up and see a tall boy, towering over you. Cedric Diggory. You shared some classes with him over the years, but the two of you never conversed much.

He bends down to help you with your books, and you roll your eyes, "don't let it happen again," you spit out at him and walk into your Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Is there something I could do to get you to forgive me?" He asks as he trails behind you.

"It's not a big deal, and why are you following me?" You ask him as you take a seat.

"I have this class too, silly," he says and sits down beside you.

Your cheeks heat up a bit, feeling somewhat stupid for accusing him of following you, "oh. Well, Luna sit's there. I don't think she'd appreciate you taking her seat."

"I'm sure she won't mind," he says, glancing over at Luna who was sitting with Hermione today.

You roll your eyes at him once again and decide to let it be. It was too early to argue with someone—especially someone as cheerful as him. You bring your attention to the front of the class where Mad-Eye was ranting about something you already knew about, so you begin doodling in your notebook, acting as if you were taking notes.

"Have you thought of anything yet? I'd really like to make it up to you," Cedric says in a hushed tone.

"I'm trying to focus. Would you be so kind as to stop talking to me?"

"Come on, Aubree, I know you're not paying even the slightest bit of attention," he nods at your doodle filled paper.

"I was just trying to spare your feelings," you tell him coldly.

"Thank you...you know I'm surprised we've never really spoken before."

"I don't talk with Hufflepuffs often."

"Well, I'm glad you're making an exception for me."

You look over at him, and he was already looking at you, smiling, "okay, well, I'm gonna start paying attention now," you lie, in hopes of him leaving you alone. Surprisingly, he nods and quits talking to you.

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"Oi, Pattinson!" A familiar voice yells out from across the hall: Draco, one of your closest friends. You walk a bit faster, catching up with him shortly.

"Alright, Malfoy?"

"Yeah, sit with me today?" He asks, and you nod your head, yes. The two of you make your way to the great hall and sit in your usual seats. You fill your plate up a little more than usual. Skipping breakfast this morning was a terrible idea. You were starving.

"I think you may be turning into Crabbe," Draco says with wide eyes.

"Oh, shut up," you laugh and happily start eating your food.

"Let me tell you my plan, so I'm getting pins made for Cedric. I don't like the bloke, but I rather him over Pottah any day," he tells you eagerly.

"Why would you make Cedric pins?" You ask, pretty confused about what Malfoy was on about.

"He got picked for the tournament, you twit."

You think back to last night, and the names that Dumbledore called out–Viktor Krum, Fleur Delacour, and...Cedric Diggory. How could I forget? You ask yourself, but then realize that it probably just slipped your mind because of the Harry Potter drama.

"Oh, foolish me," you say, playing it off, "Draco, why don't you just leave Harry alone?"

"Aubree, don't start with this again. You know why," he tells you, obviously annoyed that you even brought it up again. You were going to speak again but are interrupted by Dawn sitting across from you both.

"Hey guys," she says, grabbing some food.

"Where have you been?" You ask her, an eyebrow raised.

She glances behind her at Fred Weasley, who winks at her before she answers, "oh, nowhere."

"Walker, you know we both know about your little...thing you've got going on with one of the Weasley twins. Not sure why you keep trying to hide it from us." Draco says, and you nod your head in agreement.

"Sorry," she says, blushing, "and his name is Fred."

"Yeah, yeah," Malfoy rolls his eyes, "back to me so..." he goes on to tell Dawn about his plan for the buttons. You take this time to look around the room, and your eyes land on Cedric. He was joking around with his mates, a massive smile on his face. You had to admit; he was quite fit.

Cedric's gaze moves to you; he flashes you a bright smile before turning back to his mates. You couldn't help but smile at his action. It was cute. You brush off your thoughts and turn back around to Malfoy, who was still talking about his 'genius' plan.

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