Question 1: What is your favorite color?

Answer: Blue

WC: 378


When he was five, Cedric decided he loved every single color equally because they were all too beautiful. His mother laughed and called him sweet, his father patted him on the back and told him he'd think otherwise when he was older, but he never thought he'd change his mind.

Most people don't think they'll change - until they do, that is.

He'd avoid the question whenever possible, not wanting to lie, but it always popped up in primary school. Meet someone new, and out comes that question.

Around your birthday time, out comes that question.

Christmastime, same thing. Always "What's your favorite color?" or "What color do you like?" or something of the sort. He never knew how to answer the question; people thought him odd when he couldn't even decide on one color to like. It was alright for his sister - girls could like all the colors of the rainbow, except blue and orange and green, of course, but boys couldn't like pink and purple and red.

But Cedric did.

When he was seventeen, going into his seventh year of Hogwarts, he thought he'd never change his mind now. He was an adult, secure in his manliness, and completely accepting of every color, whether it be pink or blue. He didn't care what people thought of him, and other people didn't care what color he liked best, because he won them Quidditch matches and was the hottest seventh year boy that year.

But then, one day, like it always does, everything changed.

"Hey, Cedric. Got a question for you," Angelina Johnson shouted across the room, grinning. He'd been staring at Cho Chang again. But he couldn't stop. She was just too beautiful.

"What, Johnson?" He turned away from Cho and met her grinning face.

"Chosen a favorite color yet?"

Cedric glanced back at Cho, smiling a bit to himself.

"Yea, I think I have."

"A'ight, Diggory, what's it, then?" His friend Jenna said, sliding into the seat beside him.

He smiled as Cho made eye contact with him, making her blush.

"Blue," he said, then pulled out his notes and began to write.