📚||Cedric Diggory

The noise and laughter in the Great Hall were common, both at breakfast and at lunch and dinner. But you weren't enjoying this kind of merriment; it became difficult to breathe, as if you were suffocating. Your fingers began to tremble slightly, and you realized it was a panic attack. You stood up from the table, trying not to attract attention, and left the hall. You were a Slytherin prefect and were always treated with the same respect as the other prefects. You had a beautiful appearance and figure. Leaning against the wall, you tried to even out your breathing, which was difficult. Your fingers were shaking, and you felt nauseous. Closing your eyes, folding your arms across your chest, you lowered your head, trying to compose yourself, when suddenly footsteps appeared in the hallway, which had been quiet until then, and not just one. You turned your head in the direction of the sound and saw Cedric Diggory, Hufflepuff Prefect and captain of his house's Quidditch team, walking toward the Great Hall with his team. Cedric Diggory himself is kind, honest, and strong, but there are worse moments. Seeing you, he grinned.

"Look what the snake elder is doing here, huh?"

but literally a few seconds later he saw that something was wrong His team, including him, looked at each other, seeing your condition, and quietly chuckled.

"Wow, look, she decided to die here?" Cedric chuckled. He might be a kind person, but right now he was genuinely amused to watch the Slytherin girl suffer.