Muahaha! Another post!
The day was beautiful, plain beautiful. Not a cloud lingered in the clear blue sky as Ced and I strolled down the High Street. His arm was wrapped around my shoulders. We veered into a stuffy little teashop. It was cute, really.
“Ever been here?” Ced asked, holding the door open for me. I shook my head. My eyes wandered around the shop. I recognized quite a few couples there and almost waved, but noticed they were either snogging or in deep conversation.
Ced took my hand and led us to a quaint, round table. The chair scraped against the floor as he pulled it out for me to sit. Thanking him, I sat down on it with a smile. He was such a gentleman. Hufflepuff boys were the best.
Madam Puddifoot scurried over to us, beaming and readying her quill to write down our orders. “Hello m’dears, what would you like?”
Ced caught my eye. “Two coffees?” I nodded. Butterbeer was totally over-rated these days.
A few minutes later, two steaming mugs were set lightly upon the tabletop. I gratefully took mine, smelling its soothing aroma. As I took a small sip, I detected Ced staring at me. Meeting his eyes, I just smiled.
“This is a cute little shop,” I commenting, admiring the décor. I avoided looking at the other snogging couples and wondered if Ced would kiss me in public.
“I thought you would like it,” he replied with a grin. “But it’s really quite hot in here.” He wiped his face with his hand and tugged on his brown shirt.
Nodding in agreement, I pulled the elastic out of my hair, letting it fall around my face. Cedric was still watching me. I fashioned it into a quick ponytail so that it wouldn’t heat up my face, which I could feel was already flushed from the heat of the room.
“So…do you know what the third task will be?” I inquired, stirring my coffee unhurriedly.
“Huh? Sorry, didn’t hear that.” Ced leaned his body over the table.
“I said, do you know what you’re going to have to do for the third task?”
“Sorry…again?” Ced scooted even closer. I rolled my eyes playfully after realizing he was joking and only wanted to get closer to me (kissing technique, of course).
“Do I really have to repeat myself?” I said softly, examining his beautiful blue eyes.
He shook his head, his face now only an inch from mine. He kissed me slowly and desirably, which made my heart thump loudly. Breaking away, he sat back in his chair. “That’s a bit awkward, having to lean across the whole table,” he observed, then slid his chair beside mine and sat down. “That’s better.”
His arm enclosed my shoulders and the other tilted my chin as he kissed me again, this time longer. He tasted like coffee. Mmm.
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