Harry Potter Imagines

Natural born enemy C.D

When you think of slytherins, what's the first thing you think of?

Cunning, resourceful, and badass?

Y/N L/N was all the above when you thought of a stereotypical member of the house of green and silver, someone who knew what they wanted and would fight with a smirk on her face.

Hufflepuffs on the other hand are thought to be loyal, compassionate, and sweet.

Cedric Diggory fit the description perfectly. The school golden boy with a pretty face and a kind personality.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. But just like in nature, the badger and the snake were born to fight.

When Cedric first met you, a chill went up his spine, everything about you screamed 'no' at him and had a scowl resting on his face seconds after just seeing you. Similarly, the Hufflepuff gave off a goody-two-shoes aura, someone who couldn't relax and caved into every demand thrown at them. You didn't know why, but you had the overwhelming urge to push all this boy's buttons and drive him insane. Maybe it was the whole 'strict prefect' and 'perfect person' thing going on, but you just wanted to have some fun with him.

You started small. Flirtatious winks, smirks and checking him out when you knew he was looking. The reactions ranged from annoyed to bashful and if you were lucky he grew absolutely seething.

"What the hell are you doing L/N?" he sighs as you brush your arm past him in the hall.

"What Diggory? Am I not good enough to be in your presence?" you scoff, turning to face him. "Listen, I know what you're trying to do and it won't work" the badger snarled.

"Oh Diggory, it already has" your smirk, brushing your wand down his jawline and licking the outside of your teeth.

Cedric couldn't explain what got him so ticked off about you, maybe it was your care-free demeanor; someone who could get whatever she wanted with a snap of her fingers. He'd seen you in between classes, people fawning over you or begging for your forgiveness, only to be met by your stoic face. Your whole being betrayed every instinct and belief Cedric held, and the voice in his head begged to attack.

And so the battle between the badger and the snake continued, you pushed the badger's buttons, challenging him and egging him on to snap.

"I'm not going to ask again L/N" the brunette seethed, taking hold of your arm and pulling you back towards him after your fingers brush his back. "Ask what?" you cock your eyebrow with a grin.

"Did the pretty boy finally lose his composure?" your grin turns malicious and Cedric pushes you against the wall. "In your dreams L/N."

"Oh indeed I do."

The two of you were natural born rivals, coexisting to keep the other on their toes and keep natural instincts alive. Both sides are stubborn, unwilling to let the other win. It was destined that one of you would though, these things don't just end in draws.

As you 'flirted' relentlessly, Cedric's only offence was his retaliation. He had a feeling you'd stop if he never reacted, but a piece of Cedric enjoyed the challenge and almost craved the game.

When the badger put his name into the goblet of fire you almost scoffed. Maybe you had done it, driven him off the edge and caused him to go insane. But as the boy clad in black and yellow turned to reveal a smile, you nearly choked on your pumpkin juice. How on Earth was this fool smiling at the fact he could've just signed himself up for a public, gruesome death.

It may be hard to believe, but even snakes can become 'compassionate' when it comes to things they are close too, and while you couldn't call what you and Cedric had, a compassionate situation, a sense of worry and dread overtook your senses.