it’s late at night, and you were laying down in bed, staring at your phone. Cedric was beside you, taking some notes for potions class. He’s been quiet— too quiet and he’s barely looked at you all day.

You let out a small huff, placing a hand over his, stopping him from writing. “You haven’t really talked to me all day. Did I do something?” You said, a small frown crossing your face.

Cedric let out a small sigh before looking up at you. “No, you didn’t, baby. I’ve just been tired with you know— quidditch and all that good stuff.” He said before going right back to his notes.

You let out a sigh, pushing his notebook away. You wanted him to look at you. You wanted him to pay attention to you, even if it was just for a bit.

“Okay, I get that, but I want you to talk to me about your day, talk to me about anything.” You stopped before continuing. “Am I asking for too much? am i being too needy?” you stated softly.

Cedric face softened. He knew how needy you could be, he knew how hard you loved. “No, baby, you’re not being too needy at all.” he said softly, placing a hand over yours.

He continued. “If anything, that’s one of the reasons why I love you.”