CEDRIC
CXLII
Terrible didn't cover how he felt.
In the silence, he heard his heart pounding with alarm.
He needed to understand what he had just dreamed even if his subconscious recognized it. The fact that the kiss with the other Harry hadn't been real didn't lessen the guilt one bit.
Before he wondered what it meant, he understood.
The realization hit him hard.
Why his decision to walk away had hurt him that way.
He had feelings for him.
It was so obvious all of a sudden, with the memory of the sensation crushing him.
The worst betrayal and he had to tell his boyfriend.
Cedric did not go back to sleep.
He had destroyed everything without even meaning to.
In the blink of an eye, the future he imagined vanished.
CXLIII
Mixing lack of sleep and crippling anxiety was not a good combination. In class he could barely hear the review of upcoming exams. As the students worked on their parchment during History of Magic, Cedric closed his eyes for a moment.
Someone touched his shoulder.
Professor Binns allowed him to leave the classroom.
"Those who can rest, should be able to do so."
"Because he can't anymore," a nearby student laughed.
Accustomed to jokes about his status as a ghost, the professor let it pass. Sometimes, Cedric remembered, he used it to his advantage, like when he made some about himself and showed off his supernatural abilities.
Maybe death had its advantages.
Good hearing. Speed... Passing through walls.
He shook his head, surprised at his thoughts.
Then he remembered that dream that bordered on the nebula of oblivion.
The idea felt fictitious, a bad joke and a mistake.
But it was true and Harry had to know it.
No matter what the result was.
HARRY
CXLIV
After the last class he was exhausted.
The reviews and having to be present while the rest took their exams was the most boring thing. He wouldn't say it, of course. Ron wouldn't appreciate it.
Cedric's face usually made any situation better.
Harry was concerned about the seriousness in his expression.
"I need to talk to you," were the exact words that caused a sudden, stinging pain in his stomach.
They entered an empty classroom and Harry tried to remember if he had done anything.
He wondered if perhaps Cedric had decided that whatever Harry could offer him was not enough. If...
Cedric stood inches from the desk.
Harry sat up, watching him eagerly.
"We said we would tell each other these things..."
"What things?" Harry had no idea what he meant.
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