Don't fall in love with me- Fred weasley

2

"Didn't know you had rounds tonight," a familiar voice calls. I turn around to see Cedric Diggory at the end of the corridor.

Cedric and I had been friends since second year when we were made to be partners in Herbology. We had stayed friendly and even briefly dated last year but both agreed that we worked better as friends. We study together a lot and hang out at weekends sometimes. Whenever we both have prefect rounds we meet up to walk around together, making the slightly boring job at least a little more enjoyable.

"I don't. So technically you're catching me out after hours," I admit with a smirk, holding my hands up in mock surrender.

"Think I can probably let it slide," he smiles back, sitting down on a nearby bench and patting it lightly. I sit down next to him and we sit in a comfortable silence for a while.

"What's he done now?" Cedric questions casually. Cedric, being one of my closest friends but having never really spoken to Fred, was the first person I told of my crush on my best friend. He was as supportive as I had expected and always comforted me when I was feeling down about the situation.

"How did you know?"

"You're not particularly chatty tonight," he shrugs

"He likes Angelina," I state simply, he lets out a breath, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"That really sucks. I'm so sorry," he sighs sadly. I can't help my eyes tearing up slightly, having combatted the tears ever since I found out it was inevitable they'd eventually come.

"I hate how jealous I feel. I love Angie but I also hate her right now and I feel guilty for being upset, I should be happy for them but it's just horrible," I cry, Cedric wrapping his arms tighter around me

"Do not feel guilty, you have every right to be upset," he comforts gently

"It's just so shit. I mean she's so beautiful and funny and perfect for him and it just hurts,"

"Hey, you are so beautiful and you're hilarious and you're kind and caring and smart. He would be so beyond lucky to have you," Cedric assures, hands stroking my back gently.

"Why can't it be me, Ced?"

"I don't know Em. I mean I really thought he liked you back, I'm honestly shocked he doesn't," he admits. "C'mon, let's get you back to your common room and you get some sleep yeah? You'll feel better in the morning," he suggests. I nod and allow him to lead me back to the Gryffindor tower, comforting me quietly as we go.

"Thanks Ced, it means a lot," I smile when we arrive.

"Anytime," he grins back, pulling me in for a tight hug "chin up, alright?" He questions. I nod with a small smile. "If ever you need to get away from them you can always come find me," he offers

"Thankyou," I smile gently pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before wishing him a good night and sneaking back into the common room.

It's practically empty when I arrive back, only one person left awake. I'm not surprised, he always waits up for me.

"Hey," I call walking over to stand in front of him.

"Hey lovie, how were ro- have you been crying?" He cuts himself off, pulling me down to sit in his lap so he can examine my puffy eyes and sticky wet cheeks better.

"A little," I admit sheepishly, I can't lie when he can so clearly see the evidence

"What's wrong angel?" He asks in concern, pulling me closer towards him until my heart feels like it's struggling to beat.

"It's nothing. Cedric and I talked and I feel a load better," I smile. The minute I mention the Hufflepuff's name a predictable scowl occurs on Fred's face.

"You told Cedric and you're not telling me?" He questions, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Just don't want to get upset all over again. It's not you. Im fine I promise," I assure, he looks me up and down quickly before nodding and allowing me to get away with not talking to him.

"I'm going to go to bed," I smile gently, climbing off his lap as he nods "thanks for waiting up for me Freddie,"

"You know you're always the last person I want to see," he smiles. Standing up and stretching, giving me a tight hug before wishing me a good night and disappearing into the boys dorms, leaving me to go to my own dorm.

**

I enter the great hall for breakfast late. Having tossed and turned all night I had managed to sleep in, having got ready as quickly as possible I didn't have to miss breakfast but when I arrive at the hall it's only me and a few other stragglers left.

I scan the Gryffindor table, looking for my friends to see Angelina and Fred sat too close together and Angelina's hand on his arm. I sigh bracing myself to go and sit through the flirting when a familiar voice arrives behind me.

"What we looking at?" Cedric questions as he stops behind me, hand on the small of my back as he follows my line of sight. He sighs when his eyes fall on what I'm looking at "you wanna eat with me?" He asks gently

"Could I?" I question, not loving the thought of sitting opposite them.

"Course," he grins, leading me to an empty spot at the Hufflepuff table.

"Sorry you're not sitting with your friends," I apologise, he chuckles at this

"I'm sitting with a different friend," he smiles happily, reaching out to grab some toast as I pour myself cereal.

"So why are you so late?" I question

"Lost track of time on my run," he shrugs

"I hate that you wake up super early and go on a literal run. Makes me feel lazy and unproductive," I groan with a kind smile, he laughs loudly, rolling his eyes.

"And why are you late?"

"Overslept," I shrug. We talk easily about our days and he distracts me from the situation all the way through breakfast, ever the gentleman he walks me to my Transfiguration lesson.

"He was staring all of breakfast by the way," Cedric whispers while he hugs me before disappearing into the crowds on the way to his own Divination lesson.

I can't help the small smile as I enter the classroom, dropping into my sat between Fred and George with Lee on George's other side, it's a mystery we never got separated.

"How's pretty boy?" George questions, wiggling his eyebrows while Lee makes dramatic kissing noises.

"He's fine," I smile, reaching round to smack the back off Lee's head lightly. I notice Fred's sour mood and raise my eyebrows in question to George who simply shrugs.