Diggory

Chapter 1

I quite like a boy in my year, Cedric. He is very handsome. He looks at me too, I've noticed. With his dark eyes and gentle smile. He makes me feel excited, intrigued.

** almost read this like it's your own diary entry or something.
** It's third year, corresponding to the books. Character is in forth year, same as Cedric and the twins. Close with twins. Love interest is Cedric. More focus on character personal life, less on cannon key events.
** occasional use of y/n

I'm walking to Herbology with the twins, George is cracking some joke, he thinks he's hilarious. Well he is I suppose, I love the two of them a great deal. Fred looks at me to see if I'm amused, I roll my eyes. He is always disappointed when I'm not as much fun during the school week. Not everyone can just breeze through tests and exams like them. Although last weekend we had a roaring time, the three of us snuck into Hogsmead and stole some firewiskey from the cellar at the three broomsticks, gosh we were loud in the common room.

Cedric passes me in the hallway, he holds my gaze. He makes me feel hot and distracted. I look back to catch his eyes again, his gaze has dropped, watching my hips move. He slowly smiles at me. I give him a grin.

I do love herbology, let's change the subject.
Hurry up y/n Fred yells, from down the hill.
I've slowed down thinking about what I would do if Cedric was in my bed.

I'm studying in the common room with Fred, it's almost time to go to the great hall for dinner.
You need some help there y/n he asks, idly toying with my hair. I look up at him. He often likes to play with the boundaries of our friendship.
There was a time once, a few months ago. I can tell he's thinking about it. But we were silly. And never told George. It can't happen again.
It's just a stupid history essay, I say. Bloody bogus the brave in some war no one cares about.
He snorts a laugh. I lean back and smile.
Come on, forget about bogus, let's meet George in the hall for dinner, He says.

As were walking, Cedric is walking toward us, likely dropping his things off before dinner. He avoids my eyes. Fred is walking slightly ahead of me, humming, for some reason. As Cedric is almost passed me, he leans in close, holds my wrist and whispers, come with me.
Fred doesn't mind , I think, likely already thinking about chicken and potatoes.
I look up at Cedric, he turns from me. I follow him.
He leads me away from the great hall, to the Hufflepuff common room, he is quiet, withdrawn. But he holds my wrist tightly. The common room is empty. I've never seen it before. It is warm beautiful, it darkens in the corners, Cedric turns to me.
The Hufflepuff common room is empty, everyone being at dinner. 
I stand in front on him. His hands begin to trace my arms, my neck. He stops, observes my face. He looks deep into my eyes. I want you, he whispers. I really want you, his voice is deep, he is breathless. 
I look into his eyes, I tilt my head slightly, looking at him. He tracks me. I think he is nervous.
I am looking up at him, his skin is so pale but golden. His eyes are dark, shadowed, I think you are so beautiful, I say. I lean in and brush my lips against his. I seem to have undone him. His hands grip under my thighs and lift me up. So strong, aggressively. He claims my mouth with his. I wrap myself around him as he carries me to his dorm.

He stands me up at the foot of his bed, me legs feel weak. I am wet, I want him inside me. My breaths are shallow. He grins. Lovingly, curiously. He runs a hand up my waist, he slides a hand down my pants, he smiles and looks at me, I like you, he says slowly stroking me. I laugh a little, Turing my head away. He grabs my neck, and tilts my head back to hold his gaze.

Cedric pushes me back on the bed, standing over me. He comes down on top of me. Holding himself over me, he holds my waist, my neck, his fingers in my hair. He kisses me again. I want to enjoy you, he says. I kiss him.