Apologize for dismantling official position
Cedric did not die in this article
Cedric✖️original heroine
Eleven-year-old Sylvie Wopson saw a person in the afternoon in Diagon Alley.
He just smiled at her out of politeness and said, "If you have any questions, come to Hufflepuff and see me." But in her eyes, the light of the whole street was tilted towards him.
She thought that was the end of the story.
But later——
In the corridor of the second grade, he blocked the ink thrown by Peeves for her, and turned around and said: "Be careful, Sylvie."
She was stunned: "Do you still remember?"
He smiled and didn't answer.
He tilted his broomstick in her direction as he flew over the stands on the fourth-year Quidditch pitch. The friend next to her bumped her shoulder: "Is he looking at you?" She shook her head: "How is that possible?"
At the fifth grade Christmas dance, he looked at her across the entire auditorium, his eyes resting on her for a long time, so long that she lowered her head and didn't dare to raise her head.
"Sylvie," he called her on the tower stairs that evening, his voice a little hoarse, "have you ever wondered why I haven't handed my notes to anyone?"
She stood at the bottom of the step with the book in her hands, looking up at him, as if he could hear her heartbeat.
You thought it was your secret.
In fact, he was tempted before you.
Concept: Cedric's death is like a drizzle that hasn't stopped yet, so I hope he can be happy in this fanfic.