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forgottenbennetHead over Feet - Part 6
Part 6
Disclaimer: Jo owns all.
Pairing(s) Cedric/George (implied past) soon to be Cedric/Harry
Also a note for this fic; Dumbledore was late to the quidditch match and arrived just in time to see both Harry and Cedric fall the last few feet before he could cast the "Aresto Momentum". m Also this is a combination of both the movies and books, but don't be surprised if one part leans towards one or the others sometimes. And forgive me if this part is a bit crappy this time around.
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Harry came out of hiding when Cedric was a few feet away from the entrance to the Great Hall. "Hey! Cedric wait up" and acted like he'd just came from Gryffindor tower. At the sound of his name Cedric had spun around to face whoever had called him. "Oh....hi Harry. I thought everyone was at dinner already?" Cedric looked at him curiously, seeing that Ron and Hermione were nowhere in sight. Harry just shrugged, "I had to finish writing a essay for Professor Flitwick." he invented from off the top of his head. "Listen, I wanted to thank you for what you did at the match. I mean you didn't have to save me, no one would've thought badly of you, if you hadn't." Cedric was quiet for a while, looking down at his feet and fidgeting slightly.
"I would...have thought badly of me, I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I hadn't at least tried. I mean the snitch was right in front of me, not even an arm away. But when I saw you falling. I had... I had to at least try." Cedric had the good grace to look sheepish as he ran a hand though his dark blond hair. "It's nothing less than anyone else, in their right mind, would've done...except maybe Malfoy." The both of them laughed at the though of Malfoy trying to catch Harry, because Malfoy would've rather swallowed a frogspawn whole, rather than do anything to help Harry. "So you ready for the rematch next Saturday?"
Harry shrugged "Yea I suppose, as long as the dementors are a long way from it." Harry then opened his mouth about ready to ask him something before he closed it. Cedric only grinned, "You know, Potter, I'm not gonna bite. " he teased him before he winked playfully at him before continuing "You were gonna say somethin' else were you?" Harry blinked "I, er, yeah but you don't have to answer if you don't want to but......" that was when Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle decided to slither their way in from the dungeons, where their common room was. "Well well well, look who we have here boys, if it isn't the Hufflepuff Prince Charming and his damsel-in-distress Potter." He then, along with the help of Goyle, preceded to do their routine. Malfoy pretended to be Harry and did a highly exaggerated imitation of him falling off of his broom. Followed by the loud snickers and guffaws of Crabbe, as Goyle pretended to be Cedric and as he held out his arms to catch Draco but at the last second pulling them away before he fell onto the floor, in which Crabbe had placed a small cushioning charm to give him a cushy landing, just as he'd started his *fall*, he got up and stood his back to the great hall.
"Laugh it, up, because that's ten points each from Slytherin from you both. Do it again and it'll make it twenty-five." Cedric glared at them, he hadn't bothered taking any from Crabbe as all he did was laugh and provide a cushioning charm for his "boss". But they just snickered "So you say Diggory, are you sure you didn't fall on your head and not your back? I mean who in their right mind would save that mudblood-lover, we should just let the dementors have......" Malfoy didn't get the finish the taunt. Because from out of nowhere came a huge platter of cake and had just dropped onto Malfoy and his cohorts coving them from top to bottom , from behind them there was a lone red-haired figure doubled over in laughter. Although it was a Weasley twin , and he could never tell them apart, Harry would have bet that it had been George. Cedric and Harry started to laugh as Malfoy sputtered and stomped away into the great hall as he and his goons used cleaning spells on their robes.
"Mr. Weasley!" They'd stopped laughing almost instantly when they'd heard the sound of Lupin's voice that had come from a nearby corridor ,"you will come with me to my office, to discuss your detention for this prank." George frowned although as he walked by them he whispered: "The things I do for you two."
When they were alone again, they were quiet, and remembering Malfoy's snide remarks. But Harry spoke up to break the uncomfortable silence. "So I'll guess I'll see you at the match." he smiled a little as he looked up at Cedric and held out his hand. "May the best man win." Cedric spoke softly in return, reaching out for Harry's hand shaking it firmly but in a way that was still gentle. His hand lingered on Harry's a little longer that was necessary, before turning away and at last heading towards dinner. Harry pondered him for a moment about what just happened, and what George just said, before joining Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table.
Part 6
Disclaimer: Jo owns all.
Pairing(s) Cedric/George (implied past) soon to be Cedric/Harry
Also a note for this fic; Dumbledore was late to the quidditch match and arrived just in time to see both Harry and Cedric fall the last few feet before he could cast the "Aresto Momentum". m Also this is a combination of both the movies and books, but don't be surprised if one part leans towards one or the others sometimes. And forgive me if this part is a bit crappy this time around.
*~*~*~*~*~
Harry came out of hiding when Cedric was a few feet away from the entrance to the Great Hall. "Hey! Cedric wait up" and acted like he'd just came from Gryffindor tower. At the sound of his name Cedric had spun around to face whoever had called him. "Oh....hi Harry. I thought everyone was at dinner already?" Cedric looked at him curiously, seeing that Ron and Hermione were nowhere in sight. Harry just shrugged, "I had to finish writing a essay for Professor Flitwick." he invented from off the top of his head. "Listen, I wanted to thank you for what you did at the match. I mean you didn't have to save me, no one would've thought badly of you, if you hadn't." Cedric was quiet for a while, looking down at his feet and fidgeting slightly.
"I would...have thought badly of me, I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I hadn't at least tried. I mean the snitch was right in front of me, not even an arm away. But when I saw you falling. I had... I had to at least try." Cedric had the good grace to look sheepish as he ran a hand though his dark blond hair. "It's nothing less than anyone else, in their right mind, would've done...except maybe Malfoy." The both of them laughed at the though of Malfoy trying to catch Harry, because Malfoy would've rather swallowed a frogspawn whole, rather than do anything to help Harry. "So you ready for the rematch next Saturday?"
Harry shrugged "Yea I suppose, as long as the dementors are a long way from it." Harry then opened his mouth about ready to ask him something before he closed it. Cedric only grinned, "You know, Potter, I'm not gonna bite. " he teased him before he winked playfully at him before continuing "You were gonna say somethin' else were you?" Harry blinked "I, er, yeah but you don't have to answer if you don't want to but......" that was when Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle decided to slither their way in from the dungeons, where their common room was. "Well well well, look who we have here boys, if it isn't the Hufflepuff Prince Charming and his damsel-in-distress Potter." He then, along with the help of Goyle, preceded to do their routine. Malfoy pretended to be Harry and did a highly exaggerated imitation of him falling off of his broom. Followed by the loud snickers and guffaws of Crabbe, as Goyle pretended to be Cedric and as he held out his arms to catch Draco but at the last second pulling them away before he fell onto the floor, in which Crabbe had placed a small cushioning charm to give him a cushy landing, just as he'd started his *fall*, he got up and stood his back to the great hall.
"Laugh it, up, because that's ten points each from Slytherin from you both. Do it again and it'll make it twenty-five." Cedric glared at them, he hadn't bothered taking any from Crabbe as all he did was laugh and provide a cushioning charm for his "boss". But they just snickered "So you say Diggory, are you sure you didn't fall on your head and not your back? I mean who in their right mind would save that mudblood-lover, we should just let the dementors have......" Malfoy didn't get the finish the taunt. Because from out of nowhere came a huge platter of cake and had just dropped onto Malfoy and his cohorts coving them from top to bottom , from behind them there was a lone red-haired figure doubled over in laughter. Although it was a Weasley twin , and he could never tell them apart, Harry would have bet that it had been George. Cedric and Harry started to laugh as Malfoy sputtered and stomped away into the great hall as he and his goons used cleaning spells on their robes.
"Mr. Weasley!" They'd stopped laughing almost instantly when they'd heard the sound of Lupin's voice that had come from a nearby corridor ,"you will come with me to my office, to discuss your detention for this prank." George frowned although as he walked by them he whispered: "The things I do for you two."
When they were alone again, they were quiet, and remembering Malfoy's snide remarks. But Harry spoke up to break the uncomfortable silence. "So I'll guess I'll see you at the match." he smiled a little as he looked up at Cedric and held out his hand. "May the best man win." Cedric spoke softly in return, reaching out for Harry's hand shaking it firmly but in a way that was still gentle. His hand lingered on Harry's a little longer that was necessary, before turning away and at last heading towards dinner. Harry pondered him for a moment about what just happened, and what George just said, before joining Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table.
