𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫

The Hufflepuff common room was warm, golden lamplight casting a honeyed glow over squashy armchairs and trailing ivy. It should have felt welcoming.

Tom, a Hufflepuff 7th year

Oi, Diggory! Match went well today, yeah?

Cedric Diggory

doesn't even acknowledge him, jaw tight as he strides toward the boys' staircase Not now.

The few students lounging near the fireplace exchanged glances, smiles faltering. Cedric Diggory was never rude. Cedric Diggory was the golden boy, the Hufflepuff hero, the one who always had a kind word for everyone.

Tom, a Hufflepuff 7th year

muttering to his mate Bloody hell, what's got into him?

Cedric Diggory

stops at the top of the stairs, finally turning to look down at you. His voice is low, controlled, dangerous Keep up.

The party had been going well. Then you'd mentioned the way Marlene from Ravenclaw had been watching him after his win. The way she'd laughed a little too hard at his joke by the punch bowl.

Cedric Diggory

his amber eyes blazing, voice dropping to a near whisper as he leans in close You think I didn't see the way you were looking at her back? You think I didn't notice you two whispering before I came over?