Sneaky Cat (Cedric Diggory x Reader)
Fandom: Harry Potter, Cedric Diggory
Warnings: SMUT, a little fluff, silly kitty
Word count: 1127
Request: I wanted to ask if you could write some ideas I have for a imagine/smut/fluff #>3<# I’m a hufflepuff in my sixth year, and my cat got lost and got stuck in the dormitory of the boys of course where my crush sleeps. So he and I have some history but nothing more than some talking between lessons and secretly stalking each other as he is having quidditch practice and when I’m studying in the library. Then he confesses he likes me as well and then, well, smut and stuff haha
You were wondering around the Hogwarts halls. You were in your 6th year at Hogwarts thus you knew the halls quite well. However, you were not concentrating on where you were going, you were concentrating on finding your sneaky cat, who had gone walkies. You had a black cat and she had vanished. You hated when she walked off, because only you could find her.
“Lumos…” you whispered, and the end of your wand ignited. It sparked a bright white light. You continued to walk down the halls and into rooms you thought your pesky cat could have walked into. You were making the strangest noises to try to tempt your cat out from where she was lurking. You got to the Hufflepuff basement and heard a faint meow. You looked around and without realising where you were you pushed a door open and saw two cat eyes staring at you from the middle of the room. You walked in and grabbed your kitty. Suddenly, you heard your name. You stayed glued to the spot. You were terrified you’d be in so much trouble for being out so late and… You looked around. You were in the boys dorm, Hufflepuff’s boys dorms as well. You, slowly, turned to see who had mumbled your name, hoping it was non of the teachers. You turned and was faced with him.
He was sleeping, lightly, sprawled across his bed. He made you smile and lightly blush. You looked around, again. No teachers. No students. Everyone was fast asleep. Who said your name? All of a sudden, a few of the students were stirring and you looked down at your beaming wand and panicked, a little, whilst your cat was, gently, licking the side of your cheek.
“Nox” you whispered, and the burst of glaring light, which was disturbing the Badger boys, ended. You walked out of the dormitory and went to your own dormitory across the way because you were, also, Hufflepuff.
You were lay in bed with your small, black cat curled up next to your stomach. You head was buried in the soft, plump pillow and you began to dream about him. Cedric Diggory. You two had history. And by history, you thought about it. You had only really spoke briefly and you had the secret shame of stalking him. You used to watch him whilst he played quidditch and you’d discreetly watch him from a book in the library. He was so attractive but you were too shy to ever say anything to him. As you thought about all the small talk and secret stalking, you drifted off into a deep slumber.
The next day you were in the Hufflepuff common room. Thinking. You were reading a book but your mind was set aback to the previous night and the stranger, who mumbled your name. What if someone was awake? Would they tell Pomona Sprout? Or worse Dumbledore? Millions of thoughts were racing through your mind before a shadow fell over you. You looked up. Cedric Diggory. You, instantly, felt your cheeks go crimson and you stuttered a greeting.
“Is anyone sat here?” he asked, politely, whilst pointing towards the seat opposite yours. You nodded, in awe. “So, Y/N, I see you around a lot… And you… Are the most beautiful human in existence. I see you in the library reading and I can see your alluring Y/E/C eyes trace the words and your lips respond to the words you’ve just read and it makes my heart ache for you. I always look out for you at my quidditch practice because I want to see those gorgeous eyes focus on me. I need you, Y/N, I’ve needed you for a long time…”
His words were so kind and well thought out. You were blinking and still because you didn’t know what to say or do. Your crush was stood before you confessing his love and attraction for you. This only happens in films, you were watching his lips move, which were delicately complimenting your features. You listened to his voice and the way he spoke your name. What? You had the sudden realisation on who it was. Who spoke your name in the boys dorms? It was Cedric. Without another thought, you placed your lips on his and kissed deeply. He pushed further into the kiss and started pushing his tongue, carefully, into your mouth. You both pulled away for breathe and he smiled at you, slightly biting his lip.
“You wanna come to my dorms?” he asked and you nodded, eagerly. You had crushed on Cedric forever so this was your dreams coming true, he poured his heart out to you, how could you resist him?
He picked you up and carried you bridal style. It was time for lesson so the dorms were silent. You smiled as he placed you on his bed. He closed the door and leaped on you attacking you with kisses, everywhere. You giggled and allowed him to. You both shared a very, passionate kiss and he stared into your eyes.
“Do you want to do this?” he asked, his cheeks glowing pink. You nodded and giggled, slightly, over the pale red his cheeks had gone. Before you knew it Cedric was on top of you sucking at your skin around your neck and jaw. You breathed out heavy. He lifted up your school shirt and lightly pressed on your breasts while kissing you. You felt his fingers stroking your nipples, lightly, and it caused your back to arch, slightly. He lifted of his jumper and you unbuttoned his shirt as he had done the same for you. He kissed down your chest and down your stomach until coming to the top of your skirt. He pushed your skirt up and stroked down you. You were already wet from the close connection and heated romance you had both shared. He blushed and unbuttoned his trousers and pushed his boxers down. He looked at you, for your approval, and you nodded. He entered you and began thrusting deep and slow. You let out a breathy moan. This was what you’d always dreamed about. You were in Utopia. He was thrusting in slow and deep and letting out small moans, your moans were louder but this caused him to smirk. The sex was passionate. He pushed into you one more time before you both let out.
He lay next to you in his bed, out of breathe, and wrapped you up in the yellow sheets. You smiled and he kissed your nose.
“Y/N, will you be mine?” he, finally, asked after a minute of embracing you. You looked up and smiled at him.
“Yes, I will”
This is waaaaaaaay overdue (I AM SOOOOOO SORRY) as it was a request from @dorkiepie