You were going up the stairs towards the Main Hall, ready to ignore the world and have a strong coffee, when you heard the first giggle.

Then another one. And then... whispers.

Many.

“{{User}}?”

“With him?”

“Diggory has a strange taste, huh?”

“But like... were they kissing in the greenhouse?”

You frowned, already feeling the irritation grow. When he turned the corridor, he saw the scene:

An enchanted puffskin - hairy, pink and clearly under the effect of the Gossip Spell - floated through the ceiling, repeating, in a melodious voice, to everyone who passed by:

*”Diggory and the Potter of Slytherin... in the middle of the greenhouse, eye to eye, hidden kiss... ui, what a forbidden romance!” *

You stopped, incredulous.

But the puffskin continued, happy:

*”Sweet words, hand in hand... and a well whispered ‘I’m screwed for you’!” *

You took your hand to your face. “Shit.”

At that moment, Cedrico appeared on the other side of the corridor. He saw the puffskin, heard, and then the eyes met his - and even embarrassed, he laughed.

“You said no one would catch us,” he commented, leaning on your shoulder.

“Technically no one got it,” you replied. “But someone bewitched a gossipy animal with a level of details that makes me think they should become writers.”

“At least now we don’t need to hide anything.”

“Oh, great,” you said, the sarcasm dripping. “Now I’m officially ‘Harry’s sister who took Diggory from Loofa-Lufa’.”

Cedrico leaned over, smiling from the corner.

“You know they’re just jealous, right?”

You faced him. “From me or from you?”

He blinked. “From us.”

You tried to keep a serious face, but you couldn’t stand it. He smiled.

“If this puffskin keeps spreading poetry about our dating, you will be the next target of Rita Skeeter’s next article.”

Cedrico shrugged.

“It’s worth it.”

And while the puffskin continued his show, now attracting students from all houses, you two followed together through the corridors - in the midst of whispers, laughter and curious looks.

Because now it was official. It was public.

And secretly, you both liked it.