stages of denial

ch 11

cedric had kept to himself for the next few days, fighting the urge to run to isabel and pushing away the anger that wanted to so deeply beat the shit out of draco malfoy.

he had known the supposed "hook-up" had to be a two way street and couldn't just blame the skinny blonde boy.

but he pushed away any thoughts that lead him to thinking she had initiated it.

"ced, it's time to head to the great hall." one of his friends nudged his shoulder, starring at his blank expression.

"yeah, i'll meet you there." he spoke quietly.

his stomach was screaming at him to follow his friend, but his wandering mind glued him to the couch.

he didn't have an appetite, he hadn't had one for a few days now.

his skin had grown pale and his usual smile hadn't crossed his lips in several days.

he was sick in love.

love, a funny concept, he had imagined it as something more bright, something less... painful.

this love had him wiping away tears, refusing meals, and leaving his health to slowly shrivel.

this wasn't love, this was betrayal.

it was hypocritical of him to think as over a week ago he was caught snogging with another girl, but he wanted so badly to be angry with her.

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"how could you not tell him!" hermione stormed into the dorm, tossing her books to the side, "or me!"

isabell's eyes immediately shot up to reach her, flinching at her sudden movements.

"i can't believe you!" hermione shouted.

"you have every right to be upset, as does harry." isabel spoke defeated.

"you bet your ass we do, you think i would wait a second to tell you something like that?" hermione looked at her in disbelief.

"please- i didn't know how to tell him.." isabel's voice fell quietly, her eyes swelling.

"you waited months isabel, months!" hermione's anger had only grown more intense.

"you're a monster." hermione spat.

Isabel snapped immediately at her comment, standing up from the couch, "put yourself in my shoes for one fucking second." her voice cracked as tears coated her cheeks.

"reliving your friends death, over and over, being told it means nothing for years and years." isabel spoke softly.

hermiones face dropped, her eyes wandering the floor, "i just, i don't want you to be right." hermiones mean exterior turned into a sad lonely girl as she fell against the couch.

"i don't want to be right either hermione." isabel sat beside the strawberry blonde, both with tears in their eyes.

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