A/N: I really wanted to feed this little story inside of me, I am trying to stay canon to the movie (although characters may not look as they do, my Cedric Diggory in my mind is definitely not the one in the movies. It is the one constructed in books.) However, I have lost my book so I cannot stay along that storyline to par, it will be among the movie.

I hope you may enjoy reading this piece, it is a little boring as ... well. We all have to begin somewhere, and I hope I develop the characters more as chapters come along. Perhaps you will be there with me, and give me some constructive criticisms? I would appreciate it very much so.

Disclaimers: I don't own anything except what is unique and not in the movies, and books.

Pairings: Cedric Diggory/Ron Weasley. Ratings: Quite safe for now, K+

Summary: HPGoF. RW/CD. It is just another year at Hogwarts, and following through the adventures as Harry Potter's best friend. Hormones are raging, and his mind is supposed to be on girls, such as the beautiful Beauxbaton ladies - yet Cedric Diggory crawls into the crevices of his mind. Follow Ron through fourth year, as he gets to know the well known Hufflepuff seeker that he hadn't previously gotten to know personally.


"This is Amos Diggory, everyone." Arthur Weasley simply said, introducing the man who was waiting for the crowd that had a late awakening.

Ron could only yawn in what could be a coincidental confirmation for his father's words, dully following everyone's footsteps without a single thought. His body wasn't used to waking up earlier than needed, especially when it was accustomed to a vacation's sleeping pattern. His ears prickled a little at hearing the last few words, 'Diggory? Cedric's father?' He looked ahead only to see the rather stockily proportioned young man. Thinking to himself, 'He looks nothing like his father at all. Well if that is even his father...' Having remembering Cedric only from prior Quidditch games. At that, Cedric gracefully jumped out of the tree and greeted himself to his father. Cedric gave everyone a steady look, as the girls ahead of him exchanged glances with each other. He rolled his eyes, but stilled as Cedric eyed him, giving him a look allover.

Ron flushed a little and looked away, as Cedric murmured to the crowd to follow him out of the wood, and up a nice field of hills. Waiting until there was a safe distance, he followed behind with his brothers ahead.

Finally having escaped from Amos' overenthusiastic greetings at him, Harry ran after his red-headed friend, "My god, the man can certainly talk a mouthful."

Responding with a tired, yet typical murmur, he could only yawn, getting a light smack and a laugh from Harry as he did so. Ron trudged up the grassy hills, and crowded around everyone else surrounding an old boot. He hadn't been expecting this morning walk, and was still dazed from the lack of a proper awakening. Looking up his eyes met with the older Hufflepuff's yet again.

"Get yourself into a good position, come on!" The elders yelled after all the youths to grab ahold of the portkey. Being right across from Cedric, Ron had grabbed felt the touch of the Hufflepuff's fingers graze across his as they reached for the boot. Ron wanted to pull away, but knew he shouldn't, as his father was yelling for Harry to grab on.

Quickly having forgotten about the touch, Ron had a hard landing on the ground near the Quidditch World Cup. "We're finally here!"

Hermione laughed, and ran off to catch up with Ginny, "Glad you woke up now, aren't you?" Everyone enjoyed taking in the loud crowd, with lots of excessive chatter and music in the background. Such a festive mood to enjoy.

With his father ushering everyone past the crowds to their tent, Ron could only think about one thing now, and that was the Bulgarian and Irish Quidditch match.

It wasn't long before he was climbing up the stairs, and cheering on Krum for the first match. His eyes were lit up and there was only excitement in his mind.

The happy festive mood was quickly dissipated with the Deatheaters ruining the atmosphere, trudging through the tents and setting everything aflame. Everything was chaos, people were running about and getting pushed over. Ron had lost sight of Ginny, Harry, and everyone else when he slammed into Cedric on his way to the portkey.

"Come on, no time for stalling." He grabbed ahold of the redhead's hand and ran ahead.

"B-but Harry, Hermione they're missing!" Ron almost tripped at the breakneck speed the Hufflepuff seeker ran at. No time for lip, he supposed, in this situation, he let himself get pulled by the taller boy.

Cedric had found his way to the portkey in no time, pushing harshly through anyone who had gotten in his way. His finger stayed firmly interlocked with the younger Weasley, as he pressed both their hands along the portkey.

Another dizzying whirlwind, and he dragged along the ground for a landing, whilst Cedric gracefully landed in contrast. A charming grin, as he gave Ron an all-knowing look. "Practice makes perfect," tugging the Weasley up from the grass.

Ron gave him a smug look in response, and let himself be pulled, subconsciously still linking their hands. No one else had made it back yet, and it was the two of them, with the moonlight in the background, shining and enhancing Diggory's strong sculpted face. He could only hear Cedric's and his own breathing, and he could've sworn those were some mocking crickets chirping in the tender silence. Ron found himself gazing into the watery grey pools that were Diggory's eyes and they pierced back into his own blue eyes when-

"Where's Harry?" Hermione exclaimed as she and Arthur Weasley made it safely back to the portkey. It wasn't long before Ginny, and the twins, had all made it back as well. Whatever the moment was, it had been broken and Ron harshly looked away and tore his hand away. He ignored the fact that it suddenly felt very cold, and stuffed it in his pockets.

"Come on, let's go and look for him."

It wasn't until the ride to Hogwarts that the two young teenagers met again.

All cozy in his maroon colored home-knit sweater, Ron suckled on the sweets he had bought from the trolley. Hermione was busy lecturing Harry about the scar and some Sirius business, when the Hufflepuff walked across the train to follow up with the lady with the trolley. Initially being interested in purchasing some sweets, that was quickly dismissed as he saw through the open doors of a certain cart which gave him a full view of the Golden trio. Smiling to himself, and at the lone boy who wasn't in a conversation. "Weasley!"

Alarmed at hearing his name from the unfamiliar voice, he snapped out of looking at the window, and looked to whomever was calling his name. 'That can't be right, what does he want with me?'

"How are you doing, mate?"

Ronald had a surprised expression, and his mouth dropped subconsciously, exposing a mouth full of candy. He swallowed whatever remained and moved outside of the train cart, closing the doors. "Did you need something?"

Cedric could only smile warmly, shaking his head as he placed a hand on Ron's shoulder. "Did the remains of your summer go smoothly?" His grey eyes twinkled while waiting for a response.

"Y-yes, fine- really." Stumbling a little on both words, and his movements, as the train shook with rocky weather. He fell against Diggory clumsily. He felt his face go red as he went smack right into the seeker's shoulders, fitting snugly against the other boy's frame - however much so as he did not want to admit this, it was true. The pair stayed in this position for a moment too long, and by the time Ron pulled away, his face was most definitely a full-on bright tomato red. "N-nothing much happened-" fingers quickly pressed against his lips, "a-at all?" He shot the dark haired male a bizarre look, his voice quieting down.

Another comfortable (well, perhaps awkward for one or the other) silence, joined them as the two boys stood still in the closed space of the hall. Quickly, it was disturbed as an Asian girl came out and about, looking for.. obviously not himself. Ron snapped out of it and backed up against the doors, with a 'ouf', as the girl looked about left, then right, seeing whom she had been looking for. "Cedric, what are you doing, did you get the chocolate frog you wanted?"

Diggory looked off to the girl, and back at Ron. A look the redhead didn't recognize was on his face, as he said, "Yes, be there in a moment, Cho." With one last smile, he nodded a farewell to the younger boy and went back to his cart.


A/N: If you would please review, it would really get me motivated to continue, even if it's just a single word or two. I'm already working ahead on the second installment at the moment. x