A/N: Chapter 25! This is a good chapter. I've sort of built up to this for a while, but here it is. Sorry it took so long to post, my beta took a while to read it, and this was actually done sans beta, so if you spot something wrong with it, review and tell me. Hopefully it'll be quicker posting for the next chapter. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: All characters, with the exception of Celia and Mick, are the creation of J.K. Rowling or the creators of Lost.

Chapter 25:

Clearly She Was Impressed

"Sorry about interrupting you guys," Mick continued, after he had controlled his laughing attack and Aaron had left the room.

"Sure you are," Cedric said, skeptical.

"No, really. I am genuinely sorry that I interrupted you two. You were fooling around. I am sorry I interrupted that. You need to get laid."

Cedric rolled his eyes.

"Sorry about the pantsing too," Mick continued.

"Yeah, right," Cedric snorted.

"Well, yeah, I'm not really that sorry about that."

"Figured."

"It was funny."

"For you," Cedric huffed.

"Yeah it was. But hey, I guess I helped you out. After all, you got Celia in here with you. Clearly she was impressed."

Cedric rolled his eyes again, "Seriously, Mick, I told you, we're not going to have sex anytime soon."

"You're such a chick," Mick rolled his eyes, "Great job with that dragon though," Mick praised, before punching Cedric on the arm, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I wasn't supposed to know."

"So you did know!" he punched Cedric again, before looking at his speculatively, "You told Celia, didn't you? That's what you wanted to talk to her about, wasn't it? It was! Ugh! And you didn't tell me?" Mick exclaimed.

"She would have gotten upset if I hadn't." Cedric reasoned.

"Was telling her any better? Didn't she worry? She was absolutely green the morning of that task."

"I'm sure she did. Actually…" he paused, pensive, "She probably worried a lot. When I told her… Mick, do you know anything about panic attacks?"

"You freak out, don't you? Can't breathe?" Mick asked.

"Yeah, I told her, and she started hyperventilating, or at least, it sounded like that. Then she started coughing. And I asked her if she was all right, and she said she was probably just getting a cold. I think she was having a panic attack."

"Over you?" Mick laughed.

"Haha. Funny."

"Cedric, keep your hands off my sister! God, if you've got that much of a sex drive, then date a sixth year, or anyone else for that matter! I'm sure plenty of girls would love to date a champion, but keep away from Celia!" Aaron screamed.

The Hufflepuff common room was watching this latest blowup. Celia and Cedric had been snogging in the common room, which Aaron had, unfortunately, noticed. The three were standing by the couch, which Aaron had forcefully made them vacate when he had stormed over, and dragged Cedric into a standing position.

"Just because you've never had a mature relationship, doesn't mean you have to antagonize your sister and me!"

Cedric was clearly fed up. He never argued back with Aaron. Celia stood and watched in horror. As she watched Aaron grew steadily redder.

"Oh, so a mature relationship constitutes of groping someone in a public place?"

"Shut up, Aaron!" Celia shouted.

"Celia, stay out of this," Aaron chastised.

"Why don't you stay out of this? Celia's and my relationship isn't any of your business." Cedric retorted.

"It is my business! You've made it everyone's business by snogging in the common room!"

"Aaron, why can't you-" Celia started.

Celia started coughing deep, rasping coughs. Her coughs soon turned into wheezes. Her breathing was shallow, and she was wheezing and shaking violently. Cedric looked worried; he had no idea what was going on. Aaron turned white.

"Come on, Celia," Aaron said.

He reached out, grabbed her by the arms, and moved her quickly onto the couch, pulling her feet up on the couch as she continued to wheeze.

"What's going on?" Cedric asked, terrified.

"She's having an asthma attack," Aaron replied, pale.

"I didn't know she had asthma," Cedric was awestruck.

"Yeah, well, you wouldn't. She's embarrassed by it; she doesn't tell anyone. She hasn't had an attack in years…"

"When I told her about the dragons, she started wheezing. Was that an attack?" color was draining from Cedric's face.

"It might have been a minor attack. Emotions are her only trigger. Emotions and stress," Aaron was rubbing Celia's back, trying to get her to breathe.

Celia's breathing was erratic and shallow, and was punctuated by sharp coughs. Color was draining from her face and she was clammy.

"Should we take her up to the hospital wing?" Cedric asked.

"We don't have time. We need to get her inhaler. Damn, she doesn't carry it with her anymore. Thinks because she hasn't had an attack in two years, she doesn't need it. James!" he called to his friend, " Go get her inhaler from my trunk. You'll recognize it. It looks like a bent piece of plastic."

His friend ran down the boy's dorm corridor. Aaron tried to get Celia to breathe as she continued to wheeze and shake. A minute later, his friend ran back with the inhaler and passed it to Aaron, who quickly gave it to Celia. She took it and took a breath from it. Her breathing got easier and her shaking stopped. Cedric looked very relieved; Aaron even more so. Aaron, who had been sitting on the couch by her knees, grabbed her in a hug.

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said any of that."

Celia hit him with the arm that wasn't pinned to her side.

"You're a jerk. Of course you shouldn't have said that."