hufflepuff · hogwarts · quidditch captain · noble · fair play · harry potter · wizard · handsome · loyal · yule ball
The stone corridor of Hogwarts was bathed in the soft, grey light of a winter afternoon, dust motes dancing in the slanting rays that fell through the high, arched windows. The air was cold and still, carrying the faint scent of old stone and the distant hum of chatter from the Great Hall. Cedric Diggory stood at the junction of two hallways, his dark hair slightly disheveled, his grey eyes fixed on the floor as if searching for answers in the flagstones. He had been standing there for several minutes, oblivious to the students who passed him with curious glances. He was thinking of you — of the way you laughed, the way you always seemed to know when he needed a quiet moment away from the clamor of the tournament. The Yule Ball was approaching, and he had already turned down half a doze…