100songs table 1 027. Listen to Your Heart
Title: Head or Heart
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter/Cedric Diggory
Prompt: table 1 prompt 27: Listen to Your Heart
Word Count: 1185
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Set in the au_muses universe. M/M
Summary: So you're fifteen and you find that you're falling for your best friend. This won't end well. So what do you do? Harry is damned if he knows.
It was just a kiss. A stupid kiss that Harry isn't even sure why it happened. His cheeks are flaming red, and he just wants to sink through the floor of the castle. A stupid stupid kiss with his best mate. This was probably going to make Cedric avoid him at all costs. That would serve him right wouldn't it? He'd learn to stop doing things on impulse and think before he screwed things up with the people who mattered most to him.
For days afterward he'd avoided Cedric. He'd agonized over what brought the kiss about. They'd been in the prefect's bathroom horsing around. He'd been pulled into the water and he just...kissed him. Right well from an aesthetic point of view Harry understood completely what had happened. Everyone knew that Cedric was handsome. He had that smile that made whomever it was aimed at smile along with him. He was tall and had a great build. He was a great looking guy, but the keyword was guy. Sure, Harry had flirted with guys before. It was harmless. Nothing was to ever come of it. He had a different girlfriend every few weeks. Everyone knew that the boy who lived fancied girls.
So. What the hell was that kiss? Why had he made a move on his best friend? Why was he picking it a part like it meant something. Days were spent obsessing over it. He kept his head down whenever he passed Cedric in the halls on the way to class. Harry barely paid attention to anything that was said in class. This turned out to be a disaster when he had Potions with the Hufflepuffs. As if Professor Snape wasn't looking for a reason to take the mickey out of Harry every chance he had anyway. But it wasn't Harry's fault was it? Hadn't he tried to move to another table to work with Neville instead of Cedric? No, it was clearly Snape's fault for making him return to his usual table.
There they were, forced to work side by side, and Cedric's hand brushed against his as they both reached for the same ingredient and that was that. His focus was shot and he ended up combining the wrong things in the worst possible order. He'd never quite seen a fire burn that high before. Luckily Cedric was quick on his feet and cast Aguamenti to put it out. Not that it stopped Snape from yelling at him. Somewhere between foolish and arrogant, Harry snapped and yelled back.
"RIGHT. FINE. DETENTION TOMORROW WITH PROFESSOR SNIVELLUS. WILL THERE BE ANYTHING ELSE?" He stared down his Potion professor as he waited for the explosion. This was not the first time he had called him this, but it had been years since Harry had dared to cross the line. Sirius would likely receive yet another howler for his coffee table book.
"Detention for a month, Mister Potter."
"Brilliant." He grabbed his things and left as soon as class was over. Of course Cedric was right behind him. The moment he reached out to slow Harry down, Harry lost his grip on his books and they went flying in all directions. Honestly, could this day get worse?
Prince charming himself was already on his knees helping to pick things up. Prince Charming. Right, perhaps Sirius shouldn't have read so many muggle fairy tales to Harry while he was growing up. "It's fine. I got it. Cedric, I got it, you don't have to..."
"I don't have to what, Harry?" He asked with that same easy smile that he gave to everyone.
"Pick them up. I'll handle it." But it was useless as Cedric had already gathered everything up and handed them to him. He was sure his cheeks were flushed as bright as they had been the day he kissed him. "Thanks." He turned to go, but found himself blocked. Looking up he gave Cedric his best, 'do you mind?' look. Apparently Cedric did mind as he made no attempt to move out of the way.
"How long are you going to avoid me?"
"I suspect two years should cover it." Harry looked away because he really did not wish to have this conversation.
"One kiss and that ends five years of friendship? Didn't pin you to be a coward, Potter." There was something about Cedric's tone that made Harry's head snap up. Green eyes narrowed at the accusation.
"I'm not a coward. I just have nothing to say to you."
"Right. Well, all right then. I guess that is that." Cedric shrugged before turning to walk away.
His head told him to let Cedric go. There was no way in hell he could deal with fancying his best mate. There was no way he was truly fancying a boy for Merlin's sake.
His heart told him that Cedric was important to him no matter what role he played in Harry's life. That he was being unfair by making the choice to cut him out without giving Cedric a chance to discuss what the kiss had meant to him.
Harry felt trapped in the corridor as he watched Cedric disappear in the crowds. Bugger, this was harder than he expected things to be. Harry had cut girls out before. Why did it matter if he pushed Cedric away anyway? It wasn't like he was lacking for mates was it? He had Seamus, Neville, Ron and Dean. There was no reason that he couldn't turn around and walk back toward his dorms.
His head told him this was the right thing to do. Didn't he realize how complicated things were when you combined friendship with something more? Didn't he understand that it would be even more difficult given they were both guys?
His heart said that he wasn't going to be able to stand losing the best friend he had in the world. Cedric had been the first to look past the scar and befriend him on the train when he was eleven years old. His first friend after years of moving every few months with his godfather because they didn't want to be caught by Voldemort's followers.
Head or heart, he needed to make a choice and listen to one of them.
Bugger.
Harry ran as fast as he could hoping he would catch up with Cedric before he disappeared into the Hufflepuff dorms. He hadn't needed to worry. Standing just around the corner, arms folded across his chest, leaning against a wall, was Cedric. His smile was as bright as always as he looked at Harry. "Was starting to think you were going to be a complete prat and make me chase you clear back to your dorms. Honestly, Potter, I thought only eagles over analyzed things. You lions are supposed to be the impulsive ones right?
Harry laughed. Maybe it wouldn't be so complicated after all.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry Potter/Cedric Diggory
Prompt: table 1 prompt 27: Listen to Your Heart
Word Count: 1185
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: Set in the au_muses universe. M/M
Summary: So you're fifteen and you find that you're falling for your best friend. This won't end well. So what do you do? Harry is damned if he knows.
It was just a kiss. A stupid kiss that Harry isn't even sure why it happened. His cheeks are flaming red, and he just wants to sink through the floor of the castle. A stupid stupid kiss with his best mate. This was probably going to make Cedric avoid him at all costs. That would serve him right wouldn't it? He'd learn to stop doing things on impulse and think before he screwed things up with the people who mattered most to him.
For days afterward he'd avoided Cedric. He'd agonized over what brought the kiss about. They'd been in the prefect's bathroom horsing around. He'd been pulled into the water and he just...kissed him. Right well from an aesthetic point of view Harry understood completely what had happened. Everyone knew that Cedric was handsome. He had that smile that made whomever it was aimed at smile along with him. He was tall and had a great build. He was a great looking guy, but the keyword was guy. Sure, Harry had flirted with guys before. It was harmless. Nothing was to ever come of it. He had a different girlfriend every few weeks. Everyone knew that the boy who lived fancied girls.
So. What the hell was that kiss? Why had he made a move on his best friend? Why was he picking it a part like it meant something. Days were spent obsessing over it. He kept his head down whenever he passed Cedric in the halls on the way to class. Harry barely paid attention to anything that was said in class. This turned out to be a disaster when he had Potions with the Hufflepuffs. As if Professor Snape wasn't looking for a reason to take the mickey out of Harry every chance he had anyway. But it wasn't Harry's fault was it? Hadn't he tried to move to another table to work with Neville instead of Cedric? No, it was clearly Snape's fault for making him return to his usual table.
There they were, forced to work side by side, and Cedric's hand brushed against his as they both reached for the same ingredient and that was that. His focus was shot and he ended up combining the wrong things in the worst possible order. He'd never quite seen a fire burn that high before. Luckily Cedric was quick on his feet and cast Aguamenti to put it out. Not that it stopped Snape from yelling at him. Somewhere between foolish and arrogant, Harry snapped and yelled back.
"RIGHT. FINE. DETENTION TOMORROW WITH PROFESSOR SNIVELLUS. WILL THERE BE ANYTHING ELSE?" He stared down his Potion professor as he waited for the explosion. This was not the first time he had called him this, but it had been years since Harry had dared to cross the line. Sirius would likely receive yet another howler for his coffee table book.
"Detention for a month, Mister Potter."
"Brilliant." He grabbed his things and left as soon as class was over. Of course Cedric was right behind him. The moment he reached out to slow Harry down, Harry lost his grip on his books and they went flying in all directions. Honestly, could this day get worse?
Prince charming himself was already on his knees helping to pick things up. Prince Charming. Right, perhaps Sirius shouldn't have read so many muggle fairy tales to Harry while he was growing up. "It's fine. I got it. Cedric, I got it, you don't have to..."
"I don't have to what, Harry?" He asked with that same easy smile that he gave to everyone.
"Pick them up. I'll handle it." But it was useless as Cedric had already gathered everything up and handed them to him. He was sure his cheeks were flushed as bright as they had been the day he kissed him. "Thanks." He turned to go, but found himself blocked. Looking up he gave Cedric his best, 'do you mind?' look. Apparently Cedric did mind as he made no attempt to move out of the way.
"How long are you going to avoid me?"
"I suspect two years should cover it." Harry looked away because he really did not wish to have this conversation.
"One kiss and that ends five years of friendship? Didn't pin you to be a coward, Potter." There was something about Cedric's tone that made Harry's head snap up. Green eyes narrowed at the accusation.
"I'm not a coward. I just have nothing to say to you."
"Right. Well, all right then. I guess that is that." Cedric shrugged before turning to walk away.
His head told him to let Cedric go. There was no way in hell he could deal with fancying his best mate. There was no way he was truly fancying a boy for Merlin's sake.
His heart told him that Cedric was important to him no matter what role he played in Harry's life. That he was being unfair by making the choice to cut him out without giving Cedric a chance to discuss what the kiss had meant to him.
Harry felt trapped in the corridor as he watched Cedric disappear in the crowds. Bugger, this was harder than he expected things to be. Harry had cut girls out before. Why did it matter if he pushed Cedric away anyway? It wasn't like he was lacking for mates was it? He had Seamus, Neville, Ron and Dean. There was no reason that he couldn't turn around and walk back toward his dorms.
His head told him this was the right thing to do. Didn't he realize how complicated things were when you combined friendship with something more? Didn't he understand that it would be even more difficult given they were both guys?
His heart said that he wasn't going to be able to stand losing the best friend he had in the world. Cedric had been the first to look past the scar and befriend him on the train when he was eleven years old. His first friend after years of moving every few months with his godfather because they didn't want to be caught by Voldemort's followers.
Head or heart, he needed to make a choice and listen to one of them.
Bugger.
Harry ran as fast as he could hoping he would catch up with Cedric before he disappeared into the Hufflepuff dorms. He hadn't needed to worry. Standing just around the corner, arms folded across his chest, leaning against a wall, was Cedric. His smile was as bright as always as he looked at Harry. "Was starting to think you were going to be a complete prat and make me chase you clear back to your dorms. Honestly, Potter, I thought only eagles over analyzed things. You lions are supposed to be the impulsive ones right?
Harry laughed. Maybe it wouldn't be so complicated after all.