I was right, I didn't sleep last night. How could I when the only thing I could think about was Cedric? I fell asleep for about an hour because I remember the dream. It was about Cedric of course.

I looked at the clock and realized it was 8:03. I had exactly one hour and 57 minutes until everyone was allowed to go to Hogsmeade, and I would be meeting Cedric. I had to get ready. I jumped out of bed and pulled on my clothes as quickly as possible. I walked down the girls dormitory staircase and through the common room. Once I walked into the Great Hall, my friends waved me over to the Ravenclaw table. I rushed over to them. They looked thrilled to see me.

"Tell me everything he said," my friend Marietta gushed. My stomach lurched. I forgot I would have to tell her everything. Normally I would have loved to tell her, but something about this was different. It was, special. Maybe I was scared of her reaction because she would possibly be jealous. Or maybe I didn't want her constantly asking about it. But something made me, for just a second, nervous about telling her.

"Tell you everything about what?" I asked stupidly, knowing I would have to tell her eventually.

"You know, about you and Cedric last night," She replied, looking thirsty for some juicy information.

"Oh, right," I said. Maybe I should tell her everything. After all she is my best friend. So of course, I ended up telling her every detail. It wasn't as bad as I thought. I actually liked confiding in someone, so I could share my joy with a friend. She of course was gasping and giggling the entire time. The news Cedric Diggory liked me was that shocking, right?

After I shared every detail, and let Marietta gush about it all she wanted, I ate my breakfast quickly. Time was ticking away. I had a half hour until I had to meet Cedric. I decided to go freshen up in my dormitory. I examined myself in the mirror. I liked the outfit, but why must my hair be so frizzy? I tried to smooth my straight black hair but gave up quickly, realizing it would be impossible to make an improvement. I brushed through it quickly and rushed back down to the Great Hall.

Sure enough, Cedric was already there. I took a deep breath. Of course, there were his beautiful eyes, boring themselves into mine.

"You ready?" He asked, snapping me out of my trance.

"Sure," I breathed. He took my hand and lead me out of the Great Hall and all the way out to Hogsmeade. I was so deep in my thoughts about him, I barely realized we moved.

"I think I have an idea on where we should go," he said, after arriving in Hogsmeade.

"I'll go anywhere," I giggled. He smiled, took my hand, and led me to a small coffee shop I recognized to be Madam Paddifoot's. He stopped in front of it and held the door open for me. What a gentleman. We walked in and sat at a little table for two. I was looking around at the pink, frilly, cute coffee shop when I realized I was being showered with something. I looked up to see confetti falling down on me and Cedric. I giggled and threw some at him playfully. He smiled and threw some back at me. And soon enough, we were in a mini confetti war.

Then when we were done hysterically laughing and throwing confetti at each other, Cedric ordered us two coffees. When we were sitting at the table drinking our coffee, he grabbed my hand and held it gently in his. My stomach had butterflies in it. I took a quiet sip of my coffee.

"So what else would you want to do today?" He asked. Obviously small talk. I could tell he had something else on his mind With my hand in his I replied,

"I don't care, I'm flexible."

"Good." Something about his response was different. He seemed, distracted. He kept looking into my eyes and what it seemed like, nervously, biting his lips.
I then saw him leaning into the table towards me, and I felt myself leaning towards him. This wasn't happening. Not now. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest. His face got closer to mine, and his eyes started to close. Then, we were kissing. I loved the feeling of his soft, amazing lips touching mine. It was heaven. I can still remember the feeling so clearly, and could hear the fireworks going off in my head. I felt like it was true love. It felt like a day or two before we finally pulled apart for a breath, and realized we were being showered with confetti again.