Up to No Good ~a Fred Weasley(+ cedric diggory) fanfiction~

~𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥~

Jacob looked up from his book when we walked in, "Oh, Diggory, Bella was looking-" He saw me, "I guess she found you."

"He's pretty predictable. He's either in here, the library, or outside."

"On the topic of outside, are we still having quidditch practice today?"

"It's supposed to rain." I said

"Yes, but you can't cancel quidditch." Cedric said

"You sound like Oliver Wood." I laughed

"Oliver's right." Cedric said

"Jacob, you've been working on that potions work since I came in here earlier."

"Yeah potions isn't my thing."

"Can I help?"

"You're two years younger than me. You aren't learning what we are."

"Potions is my best subject, just let me see."

"Sure, take a look. You won't be able to figure it out." He sighed and pushed the book closer to me and I looked at it

"Oh, this is simple. Look, wolfsbane and gillyweed. That combination makes no sense." Cedric came over and stood behind me with his hands on my hips

"Exactly."

"Jacob, you literally just have to say that it makes no sense."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Okay, now what about the third one?"

"Bezoar, unicorn hair, mistletoe berries. Do you think they could work together?"

"No."

"They do. They make the antidote to common poisons." He looked up at me,

"You're only in fourth year, how do you know this?"

"It's in your textbook."

"I'm looking in my textbook."

"Wrong chapter, mate." Cedric said, "We're on chapter four, you're looking at five."

"Still, how does she know this?"

"I have a really smart girlfriend."

"And yet she still decided to date you." Jacob joked

"Shove off." Cedric rolled his eyes

"Do you need more help?"

"I think I'm fine."

"Okay. If you do just ask."

"Will do."

Cedric and I walked over to the couch and sat down. He put his feet up on the couch and I sat between his legs. He kissed the top of my head, "I didn't know you were good at potions."

"I've always been good at it."

"Really? So Snape doesn't hate you?"

"No, he does. He failed me on one of my exams. I saw Malfoy's and we got the same answers but he got an O and I got a D. I brought it up to McGonagall though and she spoke to him and now he only gives me my correct grades."

"That man is the worst Professor at this school"

"He really is.

"Bella,"

"Yeah?" I twisted to look at him

"Tell me about your brother and sister." I turned back and laid back on him,