If Chantal had known the cost of her choices, she would have never left her compartment on the Hogwarts Express. The students of Hogwarts still speak about the infamous Miss Sparrow's years at Hogwarts.
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They had been studying for almost an hour when Chantal noticed the time on Cedric's watch. She put her quill down, taking a glance around. The library would be completely empty if it were not for Cedric and Chantal sitting together there on a Friday evening.
''I'm getting sort of tired,'' Chantal said quietly.
''We did good work,'' Cedric replied.
He had done some homework tasks of his own while Chantal filled her parchments with ink after Cedric had explained everything to her. Cedric was a good teacher; however, Chantal sometimes couldn't put her focus on the task as he was sitting rather close to her.
Nevertheless, Chantal found herself even closer to him, when he moved his seat even nearer to her.
''What do you want to do then?'' Cedric asked, smiling, and tilting his head to one side.
Chantal was hungry. She hadn't had a normal meal since morning, and knew that Cedric must have been ravenous too; however, she remembered what Dina had reminded her of. Chantal reminded herself to be more flirtatious.
''Guess what I want to do,'' Chantal answered. ''and don't be wrong...''
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Cedric grinned, looking into Chantal's eyes. His hand swiftly ruffled her hair, and Chantal immediately fixed it.
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Their eyes met again and before Chantal could realize, Cedric had kissed her.
The kiss they shared was different than their first one in the way that Cedric had not shied away from doing it. Naturally, Chantal's arms were immediately wrapped around his neck.
Chantal tried not to think too much about anything Dina had tried to teach her.
''You can slip in your tongue after a little while. If you immediately shove your tongue down his throat – it'll be weird,'' Chantal remembered what her friend had said.
