Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter o any of the characters. But who wouldn't want to own atleast one?
Cedric Diggory had it all. He was in his sixth año at Hogwarts, a prefect for the Hufflepuff house, as well as Quidditch Seeker and captain. He was dicho to be exceptionally handsome and could not help but catch the eye of many of the female students. And on parte superior, arriba of that he was selected as the Hogwarts champion in the Triwizard Tournament. So it almost seemed natural for people to say he had it all. But if tu ever chose to ask Cedric about it himself, he would tell tu the complete opposite. Sure he had all that, but it wasn't truly what he wanted. Truthfully, if tu asked him what he wanted, his answer would be happiness. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not quite grasp it.
The Triwizard Tournament was laying heavily on his mind. He had been extremely glad that he had passed the first task with nothing más but a few scratches. He undoubtedly believed it was because of Harry Potter. o as some people called him, the boy who lived. He wasn't entirely sure how Potter knew it was Dragons, but he chose to believe him. He also wasn't that shocked when it turned out to be true. Now he was busy trying to figure out the clue to the siguiente task. When he first opened the egg it made a screeching sound that Cedric was almost sure his ears would bleed from. Now with the segundo task rapidly approaching and the Yule Ball only days away, he had no idea what he was going to do.
And to make matters worse his fecha to the Yule Ball would not leave him alone. He had asked the fifth año Ravenclaw, Cho Chang, after learning she fancied him. He had always thought her a pretty girl so he didn't see the harm in asking, but now Cho was actuación as if they were dating. That was not his purpose when he had invited her to the ball. His other friends asked girls who didn't automatically assume they were dating from the invitation. Perhaps he was just over thinking the whole situation.
He tried to spend time with her, though not very happy over the assumptions of them dating. He thought spending time with her gave him the chance to get to know her better. That maybe at some point he would be able to return those feelings. But he had yet to see that proven. In fact the más time he spent with Cho, the más he began to dislike her. In the end, all it came down to her not being his type. He wasn't entirely sure what his type was. He had dated a couple of girls in the past, but nothing ever seemed to work out. Maybe Cedric was destined to be alone.
Nevertheless, he needed to focus on the task at hand. He needed to figure out the clue for the segundo task and he needed to figure it out soon. He decided that the best place to find any sort of information that could possibly be useful would be in the library. It always tended to be rather quiet during this hora of the day. And that sounded absolutely perfect at the moment.
When he entered he was glad to see that his accusations were correct. The biblioteca was almost deserted. Save for Madam Pince and a few scattered first years.
Cedric had no real idea where to start and almost regretted not bringing the egg with him. Even though he knew that would have not been the best idea at the same time. Especially if, for some god awful reason, he opened it. He was in no mood to endure the wrath of Madam Pince.
As he began to scan through the aisles of the biblioteca he swore he heard a squeal, which was then followed por the sound of a book falling to the ground. He peaked around the corner to see a girl, a girl whose name he knew as Hermione Granger. She was standing upon a chair attempting to reach a book, but failing miserably. He could not help but smirk as he watched the scene presented in front of him.
"You know there is a safer way to do that" He chuckled. He only seemed to startle the girl causing her to slip off of the chair. Thankfully, he was able to get to her in time and catch her before she hit the ground. "Whoa there, I think it is quite possible to say every time I have ever seen you, tu are falling"
"Huh?" Was all Hermione was about to speak as she looked at him completely confused. Not only from the fall, but from the fact Cedric Diggory had just caught her. It took her a moment to realize that he was referring to the World Cup when she had fallen through the port hole, "Oh yes.. Um, thank you. But is there any possible way tu could place me on my feet now?"
"Oh, yes of course" Cedric told her with a grin as he placed her back down onto the ground this time, "Do tu need any help getting a book down?"
"I am quite capable of doing it myself, thank you", she did not even bother to meet his gaze as she smoothed out her skirt, "Now if tu will excuse me I am extremely busy".
"Certainly. I am very sorry if I offended tu in any way", he nodded toward her as he took a few steps backwards, "Please be careful though".
With that Cedric turned on his heel and swiftly left the library. He had a gut feeling he would not find the respuestas he was looking for por being in there anymore. As he walked down the vacant halls he came to a sudden stop when he heard someone clear their throat. Almost as if they were attempting to get his attention.
"Mr. Diggory.."
Cedric hesitantly turned to his side to see Professor Moody emerging from a dark corner, leaning heavily on his walking stick, "Professor Moody, how are you?".
"I am very well my boy.. tell me, how is that clue for the segundo task coming? The egg?" Cedric didn't very well know what to say. He was slightly confused on why Professor Moody was asking about the egg. It was a known fact that the eggs were the clues.
"It is proving to be a difficult one".
"Have tu thought of.. perhaps.." Moody took a few steps bringing him directly in front of the young boy bringing his voice to a whisper, "Taking a bath in the prefect's bathroom.. Bring the egg".
Cedric raised his eyebrow at Moody's suggestion, "The Prefect's bathroom sir?".
"Do not pregunta me boy". Before Cedric had a chance to respond, Moody was swiftly walking away from him and down the hall.
Bring the egg to the prefect's bathroom while taking a bath? What would that do?
"Cedric!" a voice exclaimed bringing him out of thoughts and causing him to turn and see Cho coming toward him. He let out a small sigh and plastered a fake smile upon his face, "Hello, Cho".
"I've been looking for you", as she threw her arms around him in a hug and pressed her lips to his cheeks, "I have missed you".
"I've missed tu too". He knew he was a prat for lying to her, but he also knew the truth would her hurt, "Why were tu looking for me?".
She cocked her head to the side and brought her hand up to stroke his cheek. He could refrain from feeling absolutely nothing from her touch, "I wanted to spend time with you".
"Oh", he brought his hand up to run through his hair, "I am exceedingly busy at the moment Cho".
"You are always busy Cedric", she took a few steps back from him and crossed her arms over her chest, "Do tu not want to be with me anymore?".
Here was his chance to break free from her. Why couldn't he do it? "Uh.. I am just very occupied with the tournament. Why can tu not seem to grasp that!" He did not mean to come off so rude. But it had started to become a pattern lately with her. She constantly would pester him about not spending enough time with her, she clearly knew he was busy with things.
Her bottom lip began to quiver and the last thing he wanted to do was to make her cry, "I'm s-sorry.."
Cedric sighed sadly and opened his arms for her to come to him. Cho immediately went to him and buried her head into his chest, "I'm sorry Cho, I am just stressed", he told her as he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her.
After a few moments Cho lifted her head and smiled brightly at him, "Are tu excited for the Yule Ball?".
He shrugged his shoulders and released her from his embrace. Why was it every time he saw her lately all she seemed to talk about was the ball. Was that all she truly cared about? "I have to go".
"Will I see tu later?", she asked hopefully. He just nodded and pressed a kiss to her temple before walking away.
Hermione had not meant to be so rude to Cedric in the library. The truth was he had startled her and caused her to fall. Granted, he had caught her before she had a chance to hit the ground. He even offered to help her. She had no idea why he even spoke to her in the first place. Did he even know who she was? He did recall them meeting at the World Cup, but he never uttered a word to her there. Actually, he had never spoken a word to her ever until the library.
She had still been in a foul mood over Ron's sudden realization that she was in fact a female. When she confessed to him that she did indeed have a fecha to the Yule Ball, that she was not lying. She had been asked por Durmstrang's, Viktor Krum, and accepted. She had noticed him watching in the biblioteca for quite a few weeks until he finally approached her. Hermione had to admit he was very attractive and came off as courteous. But she didn't know if it went further than that. That would not stop her from enjoying the ball.
It had been two days since the whole biblioteca incident. She could not help but feel bad. She didn't even understand why. Cedric had almost certainly forgotten the entire thing. So when she entered the biblioteca she was quite surprised. There was Cedric, sitting in her usual asiento at her usual table. lectura the very book she had fallen while trying to reach.
He looked up and smirked as he saw her slowly approach the table, "Advanced for a fourth año don't tu think, Granger?".
She raised her eyebrow at his use of her last name as she placed her bag down, "I like to be ahead".
He nodded and shut the book, pushing it over to her side of the mesa, tabla as she sat down, "I see.. Well I thought I would get it down for tu so tu wouldn't have to climb for it again".
"That was very thoughtful", she placed her hands on the cover of the book and let out a small sigh, "I wanted to apologize for the other day"
He lifted his hands to rest them behind his head, "Apologize for what?".
"For being rude".
Rude? He couldn't help but chuckle. He had seen far worse than that to consider it rude, "Rude? And here I thought tu were just being stubborn".
Hermione immediately widened her eyes at his accusation, "I am not stubborn"
"Oh I believe tu are Granger"
"Am not"
"Are too" Cedric dicho coyly as a smile fought to break free onto his lips.
"I am not stubborn Mr. Diggory!".
"Ahem!" Both students turned their heads to see Madam Pince glaring in their direction from Hermione's sudden loudness.
"Sorry", Hermione muttered as she let her gaze fall to her hands that still laid on parte superior, arriba of the book.
"You are still stubborn Granger" Cedric chuckled softly.
She raised her head and just stared at him, "Why do tu keep calling me that?".
He tilted his head to the side, "What? Granger? I mean it is your last name, is it not?".
"No, it is", She nodded, "But how do tu know it?"
Oh, she did not think that he would know who she was. It was bleedin' hard not to, especially if tu happen to be friends with Harry Potter, "Is there some reason I should not know it Hermione Granger?"
She just shrugged her shoulders. And Cedric couldn't help but notice how the corner of her mouth lifted into a slight smile, "I just didn't expect it.. I am not very popular, unlike you".
"You think of me as popular?".
Hermione nodded; of course he would already know that wouldn't he? "Especially among the girls".
He let out a groan and put his elbows onto the mesa, tabla as he buried his face into his hands, "So I've heard".
"Do tu not like that?" she asked inquisitively.
"Would it be better if I lied o told the truth?" he lifted his head to meet her gaze. When she did not respond he chose to continue, "Sometimes I wish that I could just be left alone".
"And where is the fun in that? It could be a good thing to have all those adoring fans".
He just shook his head and grinned, "I never took tu one to want a fan club Granger".
"I'm not, I am just saying. Besides I would never have one. Incase tu haven't noticed I'm not much to look at". This was the truth, well at least it was to Hermione it was. She was very plain looking with insurmountable hair. No where as near pretty as say, Cho Chang, who she recently heard was dating Cedric. And even though she thought all this about herself, she couldn't help but wonder what Viktor Krum saw in her to make him ask her to the Yule Ball.
Cedric's smile faltered as he replayed her words in his head, "You don't think very highly of yourself do you?"
"There is no reason to think highly of myself"
"That is not true", he shook his head and reached over and placed his hand on hers, "From what I've heard tu are an exceptionally smart girl and from what I see tu are a very pretty girl as well". And he was not lying. Sure to some tu could call Hermione plain, but to him he saw a natural and innocent beauty to her, "So please do not sell yourself short".
"Thank you", she looked down for a moment hoping to hide the blush that was threatening to break free.
"Thank me? I should be thanking you".
"Me?", she raised her eyebrow, "What for?".
"For apologizing for being rude. Even though I don't think tu were being rude at all. Perhaps a little stubborn". He gave her a wink as he began to smirk and held up his hand to silence her so he could continue, "But that's beside the point. What makes tu think tu were being rude in the first place?".
"I was just in a mood from what somebody dicho to me earlier and I got annoyed when tu offered me your help".
"Ah, I see. Can I ask tu what was dicho to you?".
Hermione just sighed, "It was just something stupid that Ron dicho concerning the dance. It was like the realization that I am a girl finally occurred to him. While it did not occur to him that I would possibly already have a date"
"And do you?" Have a fecha I mean"
"Yes I do and I very much do not want anyone to know who it is until the ball".
Hermione was relatively shocked when he did not pregunta her reasoning for this, "Aren't tu going to ask me why?".
He shook his head, "No, I respect your privacy. Now..", he stood up and began to gather his belongings, "If you'll excuse me I have someplace I have to be", he indeed had a fecha with an egg in the perfect's bathroom he had been putting off, "Have a good day, Granger".
"You too", she smiled at him, "Cedric".
A/N: so this was my first attempt at a Harry Potter story at all. And something about the pairing of Cedric & Hermione interests me! So I hoped tu liked it and everything. And I hope the escritura isn't too bad o anything! I'd amor to get some reviews on your thoughts and if tu would very much like me to continue.
Cedric Diggory had it all. He was in his sixth año at Hogwarts, a prefect for the Hufflepuff house, as well as Quidditch Seeker and captain. He was dicho to be exceptionally handsome and could not help but catch the eye of many of the female students. And on parte superior, arriba of that he was selected as the Hogwarts champion in the Triwizard Tournament. So it almost seemed natural for people to say he had it all. But if tu ever chose to ask Cedric about it himself, he would tell tu the complete opposite. Sure he had all that, but it wasn't truly what he wanted. Truthfully, if tu asked him what he wanted, his answer would be happiness. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not quite grasp it.
The Triwizard Tournament was laying heavily on his mind. He had been extremely glad that he had passed the first task with nothing más but a few scratches. He undoubtedly believed it was because of Harry Potter. o as some people called him, the boy who lived. He wasn't entirely sure how Potter knew it was Dragons, but he chose to believe him. He also wasn't that shocked when it turned out to be true. Now he was busy trying to figure out the clue to the siguiente task. When he first opened the egg it made a screeching sound that Cedric was almost sure his ears would bleed from. Now with the segundo task rapidly approaching and the Yule Ball only days away, he had no idea what he was going to do.
And to make matters worse his fecha to the Yule Ball would not leave him alone. He had asked the fifth año Ravenclaw, Cho Chang, after learning she fancied him. He had always thought her a pretty girl so he didn't see the harm in asking, but now Cho was actuación as if they were dating. That was not his purpose when he had invited her to the ball. His other friends asked girls who didn't automatically assume they were dating from the invitation. Perhaps he was just over thinking the whole situation.
He tried to spend time with her, though not very happy over the assumptions of them dating. He thought spending time with her gave him the chance to get to know her better. That maybe at some point he would be able to return those feelings. But he had yet to see that proven. In fact the más time he spent with Cho, the más he began to dislike her. In the end, all it came down to her not being his type. He wasn't entirely sure what his type was. He had dated a couple of girls in the past, but nothing ever seemed to work out. Maybe Cedric was destined to be alone.
Nevertheless, he needed to focus on the task at hand. He needed to figure out the clue for the segundo task and he needed to figure it out soon. He decided that the best place to find any sort of information that could possibly be useful would be in the library. It always tended to be rather quiet during this hora of the day. And that sounded absolutely perfect at the moment.
When he entered he was glad to see that his accusations were correct. The biblioteca was almost deserted. Save for Madam Pince and a few scattered first years.
Cedric had no real idea where to start and almost regretted not bringing the egg with him. Even though he knew that would have not been the best idea at the same time. Especially if, for some god awful reason, he opened it. He was in no mood to endure the wrath of Madam Pince.
As he began to scan through the aisles of the biblioteca he swore he heard a squeal, which was then followed por the sound of a book falling to the ground. He peaked around the corner to see a girl, a girl whose name he knew as Hermione Granger. She was standing upon a chair attempting to reach a book, but failing miserably. He could not help but smirk as he watched the scene presented in front of him.
"You know there is a safer way to do that" He chuckled. He only seemed to startle the girl causing her to slip off of the chair. Thankfully, he was able to get to her in time and catch her before she hit the ground. "Whoa there, I think it is quite possible to say every time I have ever seen you, tu are falling"
"Huh?" Was all Hermione was about to speak as she looked at him completely confused. Not only from the fall, but from the fact Cedric Diggory had just caught her. It took her a moment to realize that he was referring to the World Cup when she had fallen through the port hole, "Oh yes.. Um, thank you. But is there any possible way tu could place me on my feet now?"
"Oh, yes of course" Cedric told her with a grin as he placed her back down onto the ground this time, "Do tu need any help getting a book down?"
"I am quite capable of doing it myself, thank you", she did not even bother to meet his gaze as she smoothed out her skirt, "Now if tu will excuse me I am extremely busy".
"Certainly. I am very sorry if I offended tu in any way", he nodded toward her as he took a few steps backwards, "Please be careful though".
With that Cedric turned on his heel and swiftly left the library. He had a gut feeling he would not find the respuestas he was looking for por being in there anymore. As he walked down the vacant halls he came to a sudden stop when he heard someone clear their throat. Almost as if they were attempting to get his attention.
"Mr. Diggory.."
Cedric hesitantly turned to his side to see Professor Moody emerging from a dark corner, leaning heavily on his walking stick, "Professor Moody, how are you?".
"I am very well my boy.. tell me, how is that clue for the segundo task coming? The egg?" Cedric didn't very well know what to say. He was slightly confused on why Professor Moody was asking about the egg. It was a known fact that the eggs were the clues.
"It is proving to be a difficult one".
"Have tu thought of.. perhaps.." Moody took a few steps bringing him directly in front of the young boy bringing his voice to a whisper, "Taking a bath in the prefect's bathroom.. Bring the egg".
Cedric raised his eyebrow at Moody's suggestion, "The Prefect's bathroom sir?".
"Do not pregunta me boy". Before Cedric had a chance to respond, Moody was swiftly walking away from him and down the hall.
Bring the egg to the prefect's bathroom while taking a bath? What would that do?
"Cedric!" a voice exclaimed bringing him out of thoughts and causing him to turn and see Cho coming toward him. He let out a small sigh and plastered a fake smile upon his face, "Hello, Cho".
"I've been looking for you", as she threw her arms around him in a hug and pressed her lips to his cheeks, "I have missed you".
"I've missed tu too". He knew he was a prat for lying to her, but he also knew the truth would her hurt, "Why were tu looking for me?".
She cocked her head to the side and brought her hand up to stroke his cheek. He could refrain from feeling absolutely nothing from her touch, "I wanted to spend time with you".
"Oh", he brought his hand up to run through his hair, "I am exceedingly busy at the moment Cho".
"You are always busy Cedric", she took a few steps back from him and crossed her arms over her chest, "Do tu not want to be with me anymore?".
Here was his chance to break free from her. Why couldn't he do it? "Uh.. I am just very occupied with the tournament. Why can tu not seem to grasp that!" He did not mean to come off so rude. But it had started to become a pattern lately with her. She constantly would pester him about not spending enough time with her, she clearly knew he was busy with things.
Her bottom lip began to quiver and the last thing he wanted to do was to make her cry, "I'm s-sorry.."
Cedric sighed sadly and opened his arms for her to come to him. Cho immediately went to him and buried her head into his chest, "I'm sorry Cho, I am just stressed", he told her as he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her.
After a few moments Cho lifted her head and smiled brightly at him, "Are tu excited for the Yule Ball?".
He shrugged his shoulders and released her from his embrace. Why was it every time he saw her lately all she seemed to talk about was the ball. Was that all she truly cared about? "I have to go".
"Will I see tu later?", she asked hopefully. He just nodded and pressed a kiss to her temple before walking away.
Hermione had not meant to be so rude to Cedric in the library. The truth was he had startled her and caused her to fall. Granted, he had caught her before she had a chance to hit the ground. He even offered to help her. She had no idea why he even spoke to her in the first place. Did he even know who she was? He did recall them meeting at the World Cup, but he never uttered a word to her there. Actually, he had never spoken a word to her ever until the library.
She had still been in a foul mood over Ron's sudden realization that she was in fact a female. When she confessed to him that she did indeed have a fecha to the Yule Ball, that she was not lying. She had been asked por Durmstrang's, Viktor Krum, and accepted. She had noticed him watching in the biblioteca for quite a few weeks until he finally approached her. Hermione had to admit he was very attractive and came off as courteous. But she didn't know if it went further than that. That would not stop her from enjoying the ball.
It had been two days since the whole biblioteca incident. She could not help but feel bad. She didn't even understand why. Cedric had almost certainly forgotten the entire thing. So when she entered the biblioteca she was quite surprised. There was Cedric, sitting in her usual asiento at her usual table. lectura the very book she had fallen while trying to reach.
He looked up and smirked as he saw her slowly approach the table, "Advanced for a fourth año don't tu think, Granger?".
She raised her eyebrow at his use of her last name as she placed her bag down, "I like to be ahead".
He nodded and shut the book, pushing it over to her side of the mesa, tabla as she sat down, "I see.. Well I thought I would get it down for tu so tu wouldn't have to climb for it again".
"That was very thoughtful", she placed her hands on the cover of the book and let out a small sigh, "I wanted to apologize for the other day"
He lifted his hands to rest them behind his head, "Apologize for what?".
"For being rude".
Rude? He couldn't help but chuckle. He had seen far worse than that to consider it rude, "Rude? And here I thought tu were just being stubborn".
Hermione immediately widened her eyes at his accusation, "I am not stubborn"
"Oh I believe tu are Granger"
"Am not"
"Are too" Cedric dicho coyly as a smile fought to break free onto his lips.
"I am not stubborn Mr. Diggory!".
"Ahem!" Both students turned their heads to see Madam Pince glaring in their direction from Hermione's sudden loudness.
"Sorry", Hermione muttered as she let her gaze fall to her hands that still laid on parte superior, arriba of the book.
"You are still stubborn Granger" Cedric chuckled softly.
She raised her head and just stared at him, "Why do tu keep calling me that?".
He tilted his head to the side, "What? Granger? I mean it is your last name, is it not?".
"No, it is", She nodded, "But how do tu know it?"
Oh, she did not think that he would know who she was. It was bleedin' hard not to, especially if tu happen to be friends with Harry Potter, "Is there some reason I should not know it Hermione Granger?"
She just shrugged her shoulders. And Cedric couldn't help but notice how the corner of her mouth lifted into a slight smile, "I just didn't expect it.. I am not very popular, unlike you".
"You think of me as popular?".
Hermione nodded; of course he would already know that wouldn't he? "Especially among the girls".
He let out a groan and put his elbows onto the mesa, tabla as he buried his face into his hands, "So I've heard".
"Do tu not like that?" she asked inquisitively.
"Would it be better if I lied o told the truth?" he lifted his head to meet her gaze. When she did not respond he chose to continue, "Sometimes I wish that I could just be left alone".
"And where is the fun in that? It could be a good thing to have all those adoring fans".
He just shook his head and grinned, "I never took tu one to want a fan club Granger".
"I'm not, I am just saying. Besides I would never have one. Incase tu haven't noticed I'm not much to look at". This was the truth, well at least it was to Hermione it was. She was very plain looking with insurmountable hair. No where as near pretty as say, Cho Chang, who she recently heard was dating Cedric. And even though she thought all this about herself, she couldn't help but wonder what Viktor Krum saw in her to make him ask her to the Yule Ball.
Cedric's smile faltered as he replayed her words in his head, "You don't think very highly of yourself do you?"
"There is no reason to think highly of myself"
"That is not true", he shook his head and reached over and placed his hand on hers, "From what I've heard tu are an exceptionally smart girl and from what I see tu are a very pretty girl as well". And he was not lying. Sure to some tu could call Hermione plain, but to him he saw a natural and innocent beauty to her, "So please do not sell yourself short".
"Thank you", she looked down for a moment hoping to hide the blush that was threatening to break free.
"Thank me? I should be thanking you".
"Me?", she raised her eyebrow, "What for?".
"For apologizing for being rude. Even though I don't think tu were being rude at all. Perhaps a little stubborn". He gave her a wink as he began to smirk and held up his hand to silence her so he could continue, "But that's beside the point. What makes tu think tu were being rude in the first place?".
"I was just in a mood from what somebody dicho to me earlier and I got annoyed when tu offered me your help".
"Ah, I see. Can I ask tu what was dicho to you?".
Hermione just sighed, "It was just something stupid that Ron dicho concerning the dance. It was like the realization that I am a girl finally occurred to him. While it did not occur to him that I would possibly already have a date"
"And do you?" Have a fecha I mean"
"Yes I do and I very much do not want anyone to know who it is until the ball".
Hermione was relatively shocked when he did not pregunta her reasoning for this, "Aren't tu going to ask me why?".
He shook his head, "No, I respect your privacy. Now..", he stood up and began to gather his belongings, "If you'll excuse me I have someplace I have to be", he indeed had a fecha with an egg in the perfect's bathroom he had been putting off, "Have a good day, Granger".
"You too", she smiled at him, "Cedric".
A/N: so this was my first attempt at a Harry Potter story at all. And something about the pairing of Cedric & Hermione interests me! So I hoped tu liked it and everything. And I hope the escritura isn't too bad o anything! I'd amor to get some reviews on your thoughts and if tu would very much like me to continue.
