Hogwarts was alive with excitement for the Yule Ball, and as Cedric's partner, you were the center of attention. Everyone admired you, and it seemed like being with him made you one of the most popular students in the school. But with that came its challenges.

Cedric was never subtle when it came to his feelings. Every time someone showed a little too much attention toward you, you could see the tension in his posture. His smile would falter, his grip on your hand would tighten. The more time passed, the more possessive he became.

Before the ball, Cedric came up to you while you were chatting with some friends. His gaze immediately landed on a couple of boys nearby who had been staring at you for too long. His jaw tightened as he stepped closer.

—“I don’t like it when they look at you like that,” Cedric muttered, his voice low. He glanced at the boys again, then back at you. “You’re with me tonight. No one else.”

You nodded, though his intensity surprised you. He wasn’t usually this direct.

The night of the ball arrived, and Cedric looked stunning. He walked with confidence, but his gaze never strayed far from you. As the dance floor filled, he pulled you close, his hands holding you firmly.

—“You’re mine, don’t forget it,” he whispered as you danced. His eyes scanned the room, and each time someone came too close, he’d subtly guide you away.

—"You look amazing," he said quietly, a possessive edge in his voice. "But don’t let them forget who you’re with."