I Like The Vampire Diaries And Twilight So Ofc I Wanted To Read The Crave Series.

I just read the first part of your fic and let me say, I LOVE IT. It warms my heart so much!

Aww it makes me so happy to know it <3

I hope you love part two too! I’d say it has a different undertone but I love fluff so much and it has a lot of cute moments as well. Some that I really love and I haven’t posted here yet

"I don't usually kiss my friends" -Cedric Diggory to Harry Potter

In the afternoon he approached Harry, who was standing with Ron and Hermione, and asked to speak in private. They headed for the gardens since the weather was still nice and it was the perfect location to discuss such a difficult matter to bring up in the first place.

"I don't usually do that kind of thing," was what came out of Cedric.

Harry tilted his head curiously. “What do you mean?”

"Kissing my friends."

His direct answer made Harry look away instantly. “Neither do I. I’ve never…”

"Was that your first kiss?"

"Did you notice?" he muttered, embarrassed.

It wasn't that Cedric had thought of it for any particular reason other than the suspicion that if someone had kissed the famous Harry Potter, he supposed it’d be known. And that Harry was, after all, younger than him and had never expressed any interest before.

"I wasn't sure," he admitted, not wanting to make him self-conscious. Cedric wasn't an expert by any means. “But it was good.”

That may not have been part of what he had planned to say.

“I kind of only got kissed by a Dementor once, so that was a big improvement.”

Cedric laughed at the joke, blushing.

That was Harry's way of agreeing too.

He wanted to tell him how he felt…

He wanted to tell him that he wouldn't mind kissing him right then and there again.

But he couldn't do it. If Harry didn't feel the same way, he wasn't sure they would manage to stay friends the same way. And even if Harry liked him too in that way, it might not be enough.

"I wouldn't want what happened to turn things weird between us. I think I misunderstood the situation… I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.”

Apologizing was something he was good at.

The detail was that it was not in relation to kissing him.

“You didn’t.”

“Really?” Cedric questioned, remembering how he himself would say something similar when it wasn't completely true. “You can tell me.”

“No, it was fine. It didn’t bother me."

It hadn't bothered him.

What could Cedric say to that?

"That wasn't your first, was it?" Harry asked.

“No, it wasn’t.”

But it was the best.

"I didn't know you had dated someone before.”

"Oh, I've never dated anyone. Those were disastrous occasions,” he blurted out, suddenly realizing that it might sound bad. “Not that this was.”

Maybe it was, in the sense that he was messed up on the inside.

Ao3: Always Yours

I got bored and decided to write some questions for fanfic authors!

[Here’s a Twitter friendly version!]

Fanfic Writer Q&A

🍐 Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind? If no, why not?

🍊 Do you have a trusted beta reader or are you more of the ‘Not Beta Read We Die Like Men’ type?

🍏 First person or third person?

🍎 Past tense or present tense?

🍌 How long do your fics tend to be? Short and sweet? Or novel-length?

🫐 Mutli-chapter or one-shots?

🍍 Rarepairs? Yea or nay?

🍈 In character or out of character?

🍉 Favorite trope? What’s a cliche that you just love?

🍆 Do you like reading/writing ABO?

🍓 OTP(s)?

🥝 NOTP?

🍋 Fluff or smut? Or both?

🌶 Does angst get you excited? Or does it make you wanna crawl into a hole and just cry?

🥭 How do you come up with fic ideas?

🥥 Are you a planner or do you just write by the seat of your pants?

🍒 Do you title your chapters?

🍑 Overused words or phrases that just make your eye twitch?

🍇 What’s something that you struggle with as a writer?

🥑 Any writing advice?

Me, a conflict-avoided and a writer: You mean I have to add CONFLICT???? Is it not enough to make them traumatized and softly and domestically taking care of each other?????

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

better than drugs

If you see me smiling at my phone, no, I am not in love. I'm just reading a hedric fanfic.

I'm curious: have you ever read Percy Jackson? And if so, is your character Malcolm inspired by Annabeth's brother with the same name? They have the same vibes to me lol. Even their surnames are similar: your Mal is Preece and the one from PJO is Malcolm Pace. I find it pretty funny because I love both characters, though I prefer your Malcolm because he has way more character.

Great question! I have read two of the main series. And I loved it. (Nico and Leo are my favourites.)

I don't even remember Annabeth had a brother lol Either I didn't get to that book or the reason is my lousy memory.

Malcolm Preece is an actual character of the books. A Hufflepuff, but I made some changes. My Mal is not into Quidditch all that much (Fred loves him despite of it), so he is not in the team. Oh and I also love how he could have easily been a Ravenclaw because he is so cool and smart in a funny, creative way. Did I made this the moment to talk about my favourite secondary character? I totally did.

How much I wish I had his confidence lol

And I love the fact that HE HAS CURLY HAIR.

Cedric visits Harry after the Gryffindor-Hufflepuff match

Non-canon but don’t we all agree he’d totally do it? Like that part just didn’t make it into the third book.

Ao3: “The boy in my dreams” (Chapter 5)

A dim light led him to where he had seen Harry a few hours ago, with a curtain that was now providing him some privacy.

"Harry?" he called out. His voice echoed throughout the room, even when he intended it to be a whisper. "Are you here?"

Cedric peeked behind the curtain, finding Harry scowling with one eye open. His head on the pillow turned to look at him, and he seemed confused. And exhausted. The circles under their eyes shone like the shadows that surrounded them.

"Sorry I woke you," he apologised so quickly he felt foolish. Because it was clear that Harry had been asleep. As much as it was clear that he needed to rest. “I didn't think you'd be sleeping.”

That brought a smile to Harry's face.

"What did you think I'd be doing?" He sat down and, after putting on his glasses, he looked at the time on the clock that was next to the bed and the only light on. “It's half past one in the morning.”

Harry sounded so amused it was strange.

Oddly enough, Cedric hadn't even stopped to think that Harry might have been sleeping. Or how late it was. Or that he shouldn't be wandering around the school at those hours. It was not allowed, and yet he had not hesitated to do so. Not even considered it.

So strange that none of it mattered.

He was just happy to see him.

I put the cards

over the table

for you to see it

and the game ended.

Someone might think

I'm the one who lost

but I'm not.

There are no winners

nor losers

in love.

Just players.

And I would do it

again and again

with somebody else.