A/N: Here's the romance-ish that I promised!! There may be some typos since I wrote it quickly, so beware!! Anyway: Enjoy!!
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"Frozen Hearts"
Chapter Three: I Don't Deserve You...But I Love You
Her...Herm...Her...Hermione!!!! Bloody Hell!! What does she think she's doing? And why HER again!!?? Cedric could barely control the urge to run out unto the dock after her and hold her and comfort her. He didn't know why exactly, but her whole body language seemed to beg him to do just that.
Slowly she began to walk steadily to the end of the dock, despite the constant swaying and the biting cold. At the ledge she stopped and lifted her head a little higher. Cautiously, Cedric inched closer to the dock. As he was nearing the first raised plank of wood, Hermione's head lowered as if in defeat and then seconds later was whipped backwards as she glared dangerously at the puffy gray clouds above.
"I HATE YOU!" Hermione shrieked and let her head fall into her hands. Cedric's eyes widened as he watched the calm and level-headed Hermione Granger break down, clothed in barely nothing on the school's dock in the middle of a snow storm. Hermione's body shook one final time before sinking down on itself leaving her sobbing in he trampled mush of snow and dirt.
Before his mind could even grasp what had just occurred, Cedric launched himself onto the dock and bolted towards the broken figure. Skidding to a graceful stop a mere foot away from Hermione, Cedric stood panting and confused. Does she realize I'm even here? Almost on cue, Hermione looked up at him with eyes the size of saucers and overflowing and slightly pink and puffy with tears.
Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. Why is this happening? Are you taunting me? She questioned the voice in her head to no avail; it would n't respond. When she had her the pounding footsteps she had simply assumed that it was either her head pounding or her heart pumping double-time to keep her body warm and alive. Who would have ever thought that Cedric Diggory would sneak out of school. Unless he was following you? Maybe he was worried? Maybe he feels a connection to you? You are the reason why..., aren't you? That no-it-all voice was back and still preaching.
"Go AWAY!!" This yell wasn't nearly as loud as the previous, but to the boy standing but a foot in front of her it made him jump slightly. Hermione wasn't yelling at him but at herself. Sadly, that wasn't the impression that Cedric had received.
"Umm...okay. If you really want to be alone that badly." Turning around, he didn't see Hermione glare at her reflection in the water nor did he see her slowly stand up. "You really shouldn't be out here, though. You'll catch a cold." Cedric began walking slowly, half hoping that she would give up and follow him. You git! You can't leave a poor girl out in this weather!! Especially not in her current state!! He sighed, "At least let me take you back inside. You can rant and rave in the------."
A small hand had grabbed the back of Cedric's robe, causing him to turn around. Although he hadn't made it very far from where Hermione had initially been crumpled up, the girl behind him appeared to be having trouble breathing.She was panting uncontrollably and wheezing. Cedric eased her fingers out of the death-grip which they clung to his robes with. Her fingers are so cold. Quickly he grabbed both of her hands and placed them between his and brought them inside his robe.
"What were you thinking, Granger. You could have gotten killed in this weather. Do you even realize that? Can you understand anything I'm telling you? Granger!?" Throughout his gentle scolding, Hermione hadn't moved at all. In fact, her eyes were glazed over and her head kept bobbing, as if she couldn't even control herself anymore.
Yes, Cedric. I hear you. I'm trying to answer. I swear. Please let me say something! Anything! Just don't leave, Diggory. I don't want you to leave, Cedric. I truly want you to hold me close and keep me warm. I hadn't yelled at you. I would never yell at you. It was directed at that stupid voice that never keeps quiet. I need you right now, Cedric Diggory. She wanted to tell him all that and more, but her lips wouldn't work and her tongue felt like a piece of led glued to the top of her mouth. From Cedric'svantage point her lips were completely blue and beginning to swell.
Suddenly, Hermione swayed violently and fell forward. Cedric instinctively wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up to his chest. It felt like holding a block of ice; except this ice was fragile like it could break at any second if he held on too tight. All of a sudden, Hermione looked up at the boy holding her. It felt so good to be held like that. She like she was important again; like someone wanted her. Except she knew that his act wasn't out of love, it was only kindness. Hermione's cinnamon eyes swelled with new tears and, as they rolled down her cheeks, she whispered, "I'm sorry, Cedric."
Cedric was taken aback by her words, but even more so by the emotion in them. She seemed truly sorry to be in such a predicament. Like it was all her fault. No, like every sadness either of them had endured was her fault. He sighed. That's definitely not the case. Gently, he dipped down and wrapped one of his arms around her legs and lifted her up easily. Bloody Hell, does she even eat anything! She's so thin! Carefully he brought her head to rest against his chest. As Cedric wrapped his cloak around the two of them, Hermione snuggled into his chest. He smiled a true genuine smile, something he hadn't done in a long time. This silly girl who came outside every night and practically froze to death made him feel needed. She depended on him nowand that made him very happy in a sad sort of way.
As Cedric trudged back up to the castle, he gathered all of her things and began humming a soft lullaby. Hermione's chest began to hurt. He was comforting her and keeping her safe. She was burdening him with herself and she hated it. She hated feeling like a lost cat that a kind wonderful person picked up and cared for out of the goodness of their heart.
A/N: Well! What did you think of that little bit of sad unattainable romance-ish?? Am I making any sense? I wonder? Anyway: I'm already working on the chapter!! If you have any ideas that you would like to see happen to our odd couple, let me know!! As always: REVIEW!!!!!
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Next Chapter Preview: He placed her shaking form gently on the bed. Sighing, he realized that it would do no good to leave her in ice cold clothing. Blushing slightly, Cedric bent down and began to remove her soaking wet clothing. He tensed slightly as he carefully removed her bra and panties, mindful to keep his eyes on her face at all times. This is for her own good, Cedric. This is not sexual at all. I just hope she understands that as well.
