Disclaimer: I own nothing, getting a bit sick of writing this so this is
the last disclaimer, for how many chapters that follow all I own is the
idea I don't own the characters except Abby Wood and Dumas.
Chapter 22
"Cedric!" I called as I jogged along the hall to catch him before he went to Potions. He turned and smiled at me but when he saw the look on my face; he slumped his shoulders, the twinkle again leaving his eyes. I hate myself for taking that sparkle away from him.
"It wasn't my fault." Was the first thing he said as he stood to one side of the dark corridor. I stood before him, close so no one could hear what we were saying, as people around kept looking at how we were whispering, curious as to why I was talking to Cedric after he had beaten up my boyfriend. It seems the fight had been the event of the year so far, forget the tournament.
"I want to know what happened. Everything!" I ordered. He nodded and ushered me into a vacant classroom. He paced the aisle between the desks and finally he sat on the corner of a desk. I walked up to him as he looked at his knuckles which were still purple from the fight, why hadn't Madam Pomfrey healed them? I touched his bruised hands and he looked up at me.
"I didn't let her heal them. He came at me, I swear. We were talking then he popped me in the face, hard." He said looking up at me sheepishly, I didn't realise I was still touching his hands.
"What were you talking about?" I asked knowing they could only have been talking about me. What was going on?
"He wanted me to stay away from you. He said that this Dumas thing was all my fault, that if it wasn't for me you would be safe. I told him how I feel about you, that I would never ever hurt you. When he heard that he just hit me. I didn't hit him back straight away, I tried to talk to him, but he lost it. I have never seen Oliver like that. I didn't know he could get like that. Then he said that I was using you then I lost it. I am not proud, that's why I left my knuckles, proof that I was an idiot, fighting solved nothing, in fact it made things worse. I am so sorry Kate." His voice was so beaten, he was tired of being the 'champion', having to be brave and strong all the time. I held his hand and he stood. I never realised how much taller then me he was, nearly a foot. He looked at me with his bright brown eyes. I smiled up at him and I hugged him tight. He wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"You don't have to apologise Cedric." I whispered as he let me go slowly. We stood there now, looking into each others eyes until I took the tiny step that parted us and I kissed him. I don't know why I kissed him but I did, softly innocently, on the lips. The kiss lingered until I took a step away and without a word I left him dazed sitting on the desk in the dim light. When I left the room I let out a deep breath. I had kissed Cedric. I made my way to Potions and took my normal seat next to Angelina.
"Where were you?" she whispered as Snape whooshed into the room. He glared down at me as if he knew what I had just done. A second later Cedric rushed into the room and took his seat.
"It is always a delight when our 'hero's' make it to class." Snape bit. I looked back at Cedric who looked at me confused. I tried to smile at him but I just turned back to face Snape.
"Get into pairs. Bell and Diggory, Weasley and Snippet, Bones and Brown." He went on and paired us all up. I moved back to join Cedric.
"What happened back there?" he asked softly.
"I kissed you, I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me. Can you just forget it ever happened?" I said as I started to cut my newts' eye. He took my hand in his softly. I looked at him pleadingly.
"It never happened, okay." He whispered his voice broken. I had hurt his so much now and I hated myself for that.
"There's a room on the fourth floor near a tapestry, can you meet me there before we go on patrol tonight, and we can talk about all this. We can try sorting some of it out. Okay?" I said looking at him softly. He nodded and we finished making our truth potion.
"Now I want one of the pair to taste it. It should taste like sugar and pray that it works as this is twenty percent of your mark for the year." Snape snapped. I looked down at the beaker and sipped it.
"Mr Diggory ask her questions. Weasley stop that!" Snape bit as he rushed over to Fred who was foaming at the mouth.
Chapter 22
"Cedric!" I called as I jogged along the hall to catch him before he went to Potions. He turned and smiled at me but when he saw the look on my face; he slumped his shoulders, the twinkle again leaving his eyes. I hate myself for taking that sparkle away from him.
"It wasn't my fault." Was the first thing he said as he stood to one side of the dark corridor. I stood before him, close so no one could hear what we were saying, as people around kept looking at how we were whispering, curious as to why I was talking to Cedric after he had beaten up my boyfriend. It seems the fight had been the event of the year so far, forget the tournament.
"I want to know what happened. Everything!" I ordered. He nodded and ushered me into a vacant classroom. He paced the aisle between the desks and finally he sat on the corner of a desk. I walked up to him as he looked at his knuckles which were still purple from the fight, why hadn't Madam Pomfrey healed them? I touched his bruised hands and he looked up at me.
"I didn't let her heal them. He came at me, I swear. We were talking then he popped me in the face, hard." He said looking up at me sheepishly, I didn't realise I was still touching his hands.
"What were you talking about?" I asked knowing they could only have been talking about me. What was going on?
"He wanted me to stay away from you. He said that this Dumas thing was all my fault, that if it wasn't for me you would be safe. I told him how I feel about you, that I would never ever hurt you. When he heard that he just hit me. I didn't hit him back straight away, I tried to talk to him, but he lost it. I have never seen Oliver like that. I didn't know he could get like that. Then he said that I was using you then I lost it. I am not proud, that's why I left my knuckles, proof that I was an idiot, fighting solved nothing, in fact it made things worse. I am so sorry Kate." His voice was so beaten, he was tired of being the 'champion', having to be brave and strong all the time. I held his hand and he stood. I never realised how much taller then me he was, nearly a foot. He looked at me with his bright brown eyes. I smiled up at him and I hugged him tight. He wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"You don't have to apologise Cedric." I whispered as he let me go slowly. We stood there now, looking into each others eyes until I took the tiny step that parted us and I kissed him. I don't know why I kissed him but I did, softly innocently, on the lips. The kiss lingered until I took a step away and without a word I left him dazed sitting on the desk in the dim light. When I left the room I let out a deep breath. I had kissed Cedric. I made my way to Potions and took my normal seat next to Angelina.
"Where were you?" she whispered as Snape whooshed into the room. He glared down at me as if he knew what I had just done. A second later Cedric rushed into the room and took his seat.
"It is always a delight when our 'hero's' make it to class." Snape bit. I looked back at Cedric who looked at me confused. I tried to smile at him but I just turned back to face Snape.
"Get into pairs. Bell and Diggory, Weasley and Snippet, Bones and Brown." He went on and paired us all up. I moved back to join Cedric.
"What happened back there?" he asked softly.
"I kissed you, I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me. Can you just forget it ever happened?" I said as I started to cut my newts' eye. He took my hand in his softly. I looked at him pleadingly.
"It never happened, okay." He whispered his voice broken. I had hurt his so much now and I hated myself for that.
"There's a room on the fourth floor near a tapestry, can you meet me there before we go on patrol tonight, and we can talk about all this. We can try sorting some of it out. Okay?" I said looking at him softly. He nodded and we finished making our truth potion.
"Now I want one of the pair to taste it. It should taste like sugar and pray that it works as this is twenty percent of your mark for the year." Snape snapped. I looked down at the beaker and sipped it.
"Mr Diggory ask her questions. Weasley stop that!" Snape bit as he rushed over to Fred who was foaming at the mouth.