Unfortunately the night before Halloween, Cedric had started and argument with Queenie about her missing his Quiddicth practice as instead of going straight to the pitch after dance club (Her dance club, along with all her other workshops had become very popular) she'd helped a few struggling first years with reading. Cedric then claimed that it was obvious he putting more into the relationship than she was because he doesn't miss anything important of hers for 'puny 11 year olds'.
That is why Queenie was currently meandering down the corridors of Hogwarts having skipped breakfast and currently skipping 1st lesson on a slow stroll to her second lesson-Divination-as to avoid everybody. Her eyes were red and puffy and she had bags under them. She and Cedric never argued she was worried this was the beginning of the end.
However coming round the corner she came face to face with Daniel, Lewis and Cedric walking towards her, talking about her. Queenie quickly dropped behind a statue just before the noticed her.
"Honestly Ced, I'm glad to see the back of her-the blonde bimbo was starting to annoy me" Daniel said
"What you mean Rita?" Lewis joked and Queenie snapped, they could insult her all they want but who did they think they were starting on her friend. Her peer and someone who wasn't even there to defend themselves.
Queenie launched herself from behind the statue and in to corridor with a crash, getting the 3 third years attention and suddenly they'll all looked sheepish.
"How dare you?" Queenie fumed
"How very dare you? You have a brass neck boy! You can insult and ridicule me all you want but don't you even dare bring my friends into this. Especially a friend who isn't here to defend them self-there is no sign of a bigger coward than someone who back stabs and bitches instead of confronting the person face to face!" Queenie spat, venom lacing her word. She then turned on her heel and stalked down the corridor without casting them a second glance.
Now the corridors had filled with people and were a hive of activity. Several people asked Queenie if she was ok but she just kept her head down and carried on striding (but never pushing) through the other students muttering:
'lanet göt delikleri' or f**king arse holes in Turkish and 'aptal ukala azabı' or stupid cocky pricks (A/N: Google translate so who knows how accurate that is). Queenie found herself in the one of the many girls bathrooms
Queenie locked herself in one the cubicles and cried. Her anger had morphed into sadness and now all she could do is cry regardless of how much she wanted to not to.
Queenie wept and wept and wept. She was in there for hours and had easily missed most of her lessons as she bathed in her own sadness.
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Queenie eventually let herself out the cubicle as she did a very distraught looking Hermione Granger ran in. The two girls stared at each other before Queenie opened her arms and the younger girl threw herself at the older Hufflepuff, the impact reducing them both to tears.
Running across the bathroom Hermione chucked her arms haphazardly around Queenie's waist while she wrapped her arms around Hermione's back. Both girls cried, needing support and not really caring who it was from.
"What's wrong?" Queenie asked eventually. Her voice whispered voice hoarse from crying the last 5 hours straight.
"B-boys" Hermione choked out, clutching harder to Queenie
"I know they suck don't they" Queenie tried to laugh but it quickly morphed into another sob
"Did boys d-do … this to-o you?"
"A bo-oy" Queenie sighed, giving Hermione another tight squeeze before pulling away.
"That toilet over there …" Queenie began, pointing at the cubicle where she'd locked herself in all day
"… is a very good place for a cry" Hermione cracked a small smile before entering said cubicle and locking the door. Queenie took this as her que to leave and did so.
The corridors and common room were empty, Queenie noticed as she walked back to her dorm. 'It must be last lesson' Queenie mused to herself feeling a little more rational now but still very upset and lonely. She clambered the stairs to her dorm, changing into her pyjamas (a white vest top and pastel pink cotton shorts with elasticated waist that could be tightened or loosened before being secured by a pink ribbon) and slipping into bed. As soon as her head the pillow she was out, her weeping having exhausted her but her sleep was still plagued with demons all them on the topic of her and Cedric ending.
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Queenie was woken from her slumber by a distraught Cedric looming over her. Hang on, what? Queenie was so, so confused. Cedric despised her so why was he here? Here in her bedroom? And could she here screaming from the common room?
Queenie attempted to sit up, but she didn't make it 35 degrees elevation before Cedric flopped on her, pushing her back down. His torso was flush against as he sat on her bed's edge. He wrapped his arms under her back and buried his face in the corner of her neck. To shocked to do anything else Queenie awkwardly patted his back but couldn't deny his proximity was making her feel whole again.
Queenie felt wetness on her shoulder and neck and realises Cedric was crying. Her willingly locking herself in the girls bogs for a day left her questioning her sanity and it was traumatising … for her! Not him! So god knows what was up with him.
"I'm so so so so sorry!" Cedric whimpered into her ear.
"It's ok" Queenie tried to reassure
"No i-it's not, I- if I hadn't … you c-could of been … OH LITTLE ONE I'M SO SORRY!" He wailed
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Several hours and (Hot chocolates) later, Queenie and Cedric were still in the kitchens. Cedric clinging to her like a sloth and whimpering like a puppy every time she stirred in fear she'd move away. Cedric wasn't worried about anyone finding out about his tears or display of vulnerability because he could trust his 'little one' and knew he didn't even have to ask her not to tell-they trusted each other, they kept each others secrets between themselves.
Cedric had finally managed to explain about Professor Quirell, the troll the destruction of the toilets and how her absence from both lessons and the common room had convinced him the troll had got her.
"Oh Ced" she cooed, running her fingers through his hair
"That's why I'm sorry-y. If any-th-thing had happened to you. I-I don't kn-ow … know what I'd do with myself! Especially with it a-ll being m-my f-fault!" He began to cry again and Queenie just held him closer.
"It wasn't your fault" she reassured
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Rita, Leah and Queenie's class had just been dismissed from DADA by Professor Quirell. As Queenie was packing up she decided to ask:
"Sir? Are you ok now after the fainting thing and every thing?"
"Er, y-yes. Yes-s th-thank you. The Sl-Sl-Slytherins are being a bit snide abo-out the whole thing-g but nothing-g I can't-t handle" the Professor smiled back nervously
"Don't listen to them sir they're rude to everyone and besides from what I heard you fainted with style, it had a nice sway to it. I bet if it was one of them they'd plop like a sack 'o suds" Queenie joked
"Ooo-Ooo! You sound like Hagrid!" Rita squealed, sounding proud she'd caught on but really she'd just stated the obvious to which Leah rolled her eyes.
The 3 girls were the last to leave the classroom. Trailing towards the door with Queenie at the back she heard a sudden hiss:
"Blood traitor" it gurgled. Queenie whipped around looking for the person who said it-instead she found the Professor staring at her intensely. She found it more than a little unnerving so quickly turned back around and scurried out the room after her friends.
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Queenie was telling Cedric about her experience with Quirell the next day in the Quidditch stands. It was Gryffidor vs Slytherin so the game was fierce and you'd expect Cedric being the Quidditch nut he is to intently focused on the game but no, all his contraction was focused solely on the Turkish blonde who was sharing his coat with him.
"It was so weird!" Queenie exclaimed, shivering again as a cold wind slapped her and she tightened her arms from they were already wound around his waist. She leaned her head back against his shoulder trying to her closer, to leech some body heat.
"That's one way to put it" Cedric agreed pulling her closer by the arm that was wrapped around her shoulders. He looked down at the shivering girl she was wearing a Hufflepuff hoodie over a black muggle band t-shirt (for green day) and that was over a deep purple skin right long sleeved top, Queenie had gone for the layers to ensure her warmth. She also had on high waisted dark denim skinny jeans, black, high top, canvas converse and a Hufflepuff scarf. Cedric also had a Hufflepuff hoodie over a loose dark blue long sleeve. He also had on black slouchy skinny jeans and his sandy timberland boots. He also had a Hufflepuff scarf and green Parker coat on but his Parker was undone and he'd wrapped his girlfriend up with it as well.
"OH MY GOD! POTTER'S BROOM!" Jenny yelled, snapping the two out their conversation. Harry's broom was jolting and twisting, trying to throw him off.
"It's been jinxed!" Rohm announced and suddenly Harry was soaring toward the Hufflepuff stand.
"AAHH!" The crowd gasped and ducked as Potter whizzed over head. If they would have been standing Harry would have took off the heads of a majority of Hufflepuff.
The crowd, including Queenie and Cedric slowly stood when suddenly a shout from the air could be heard
"QUEENIE! HELP!" It was Harry. Queenie and Cedric looked at each other before Queenie turned her attention to the Quidditch pitch and the other players.
"FRED! GEORGE!" She yelled and both boys looked at her
"HELP HIM!" Queenie ordered and the two jetted off after Harry, following the instructions from Hogwarts' royalty.