When My Therapist Asked Me If I Enjoyed It And I'm Like Yeah But, You Know, It's Hard Work But Yeah I

hedric aesthetic

"Can I keep you company?"

Harry and Cedric

"And I have to patrol tonight," Cedric continued. It was the first time it had sounded like he was complaining about his prefect duties, something Harry would often do if he was in his place. “I don't know how I'm going to keep from falling asleep…”

"What do you do on those nights?"

It was also the first time he had asked him a question about it.

Suddenly, he was more than interested.

"Patrolling the halls... Touring the castle... Getting bored, yes, that's what I do."

Harry laughed and wanted to know several things:

1. Have you ever caught a student outside curfew?

( Yes, but they don't always get punished, I must admit. I'll let them go... as long as I don't find them again.., Cedric answered.)

2. Have you ever bumped into Filch? Because he's not what you'd call nice even on the best of days.

(Cedric was a bit embarrassed to admit that… Prefects try to avoid crossing paths with him as much as Filch does. He doesn't appreciate patrolling the same floor… Bad job, according to him. )

3. Can I keep you company?

That last question seemed to take him by surprise.

“I know it's not within the rules, but I'll keep you awake.”

Cedric remained silent for a few moments.

Harry was sure he was looking for a polite way to say…

“I would really like that.”

He held back a smile.

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I want to keep posting my favourite moments here <3

Ao3: Always Yours

I've read a lot of people discussing writers or readers block BUT what happens when you have BOTH? It sucks.

㋡🥀

better than drugs

i went to a bar

last night

but i still remember

picnic dates,

soft kisses

and skin,

bumping my nose

against yours.

loving you felt

like the sun raising

and it just went down

and now there is

only night.

It ain't no lie, baby, bi bi bi ♫

Sometimes you have to choose happiness.

This means writing fanfiction in the middle of the week instead of dealing with your responsibilities. Because otherwise there is no way you go through the rest of the week.

the rowling hag killed off cedric because she knew harry’s character would take a life of his own and try to date him in the next book

When even you want to know what comes next.

There’s just so much planning can do —the rest it’s a mystery waiting to be unravel.

okay but when you get to the end of your draft and realize if you want to read more you're going to have to write more