[HP] In love with a Cedric

"Did she really have a high fever in the dormitory? High fever to the point of coma?"

"Mr. Diggory, I don't think this is an appropriate time to visit. Miss Lin is unconscious now, and you are also injured. If you don't return to the tent immediately, I will speak to Mr. Dumbledore."

Intermittent conversations came from the door of the medical wing.

It was rare for Madam Pomfrey to be so busy, taking care of the four warriors who might be seriously injured at any time, and the high fever students in the medical wing who didn't respond to the antipyretics.

Lin An was so burned that he started talking nonsense, muttering unconsciously,

Even if she only left for a while, when Madam Pomfrey came back, she was so frightened by her nightgown soaked in cold sweat that she called Merlin several times.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, Cedric, who was supposed to stay in the tent, had unknowingly arrived at the door of the medical room.

She was a little out of breath and wanted to jump.

"You're burned! Digory! You're burned by a dragon! You should rest!"

Cedric still had a large piece of orange ointment on his face, showing embarrassment, but he still mustered up his courage:

"I want to come and see Lin... I heard she has a very high fever. I really feel sorry, so I want to come and see."

He sincerely begged Madam Pomfrey: "Please, just for a while."

Who could resist Cedric's gray eyes.

Although Madam Pomfrey still gave him a glare, she ignored him and continued to prepare Lin An's antipyretics.

Cedric, who had received acquiescence, moved cautiously.

The white cloth blocked the figure of the only patient in the medical wing, but the sunlight shining on it made the small shadow clearly visible.

She burned far worse than Cedric had imagined.

An unnatural flush that turned her whole face and all exposed skin an odd pink.Her long, disheveled hair was not as well-groomed as usual, and some of it was wet with sweat, clinging tightly to her hot forehead and damp temples.

Cedric crouched down and sighed.

He didn't know if Lin An knew that today was the first event of the Triwizard Tournament.

And he was the first to face the fire dragon.

Ten thousand times, he wanted to leave the friends around him, look for Lin An by himself, and say to her: "I really want you to come and watch my game."

But after he was selected as a warrior, the people around him only increased.And he understands better that Lin An has absolutely no interest in "robbing people" with them, let alone standing at the center of public opinion with him.

Maybe Lin An didn't know, he knew every time she waved, but he never had the chance to say goodbye to her back.

On the field today, he couldn't control his nervousness, and he looked for Lin An in the Ravenclaw stands countless times.

But without her, not at all.

"Don't you know Diggory? Lin was found passed out in the dormitory this morning. To be honest, since you are her friend, at least persuade her not to read until late at night."

That's what Penelope Clearwater told Cedric, even though she was very displeased when she was pulled back, but she still told him that Ann was in the hospital wing.

When Penello left, he muttered in a low voice: "Lin already has twelve O's, I really don't know why she is so desperate."

Cedric held her hand: "I'm really sorry, Ann..."

Lin An suddenly panted twice, and started talking nonsense again: "Dad, Mom...Mom..."

Sweat seeped out again, and Cedric hurriedly picked up a dry towel beside her and wiped it for her.But Lin An was still weeping softly, his half-opened eyes were moist but full of emptiness.

"Cedric." She turned her head suddenly, her eyes were swollen from crying, and there was still a teardrop hanging on her eyelashes.

"Ann?" Cedric asked tentatively, testing the temperature of her forehead with his hand.

"Cedric." She was still calling, but turned her head to the other half, crying and shouting unconsciously.

Cedric could feel the scorching heat, but he could only look at Madam Pomfrey for help.

Madam Pomfrey carried the tray and walked towards the ward with a sigh: "You see, Mr. Diggory."

Lin An's cold hand was held tightly by him, but he couldn't warm it up.

"She vomited out all the antipyretics. I tried many methods, but she kept choking..." She took out the medicine and poured it into a small silver bowl: "But since you came Well, then you can help me."

Following Madam Pomfrey's instructions, Cedric carefully sat on the hospital bed, lifted Lin An's upper body, and rested that messy little head on his shoulder.

Her face was still rosy, and her body was like a steamer, but she didn't smell of sweat at all.Only the stronger scent of narcissus burrowed into Cedric's nose.

Cedric, who had just finished a fight, even felt that the blood, sweat and dirt on his body would stain a sick beauty like dirty white paper.

Madam Pomfrey finally managed to gulp down the first mouthful of the potion. She looked encouraged and fed several spoonfuls of potion one after another.

A few drops of purple potion dripped down, but Cedric quickly wiped it off.

Madam Pomfrey seemed to have forgiven Cedric for his intrusion, and she even gave him a good look, given his good work of helping.

"You can visit again tomorrow, Diggory." She ordered the eviction. "If Lin wakes up, I will tell her about your visit."

Cedric suddenly choked up, and he stammered his refusal: "No...no need..."

Madam Pomfrey looked at him as if she were watching a goblin waltz with Snape.

"It's because I can't understand you students, you are the first one to see her." She muttered to pack up those utensils, "Go back quickly, Digory, your professor has to wait."

He nodded and took a few steps slowly.

But as if remembering something, Cedric took out a handkerchief from his pocket and turned it into a well-opened gardenia with a magic wand.

He gently placed the gardenia on the bedside, and stretched out his hand to put Lin An's arm back under the quilt.Watching her high fever gradually dissipate, she sleeps peacefully in the snow-white quilt.He whispered into her ear:

"Have a good dream, Xiao An."

The author has something to say: how good-looking is Lin An?

I don't have any idea, I just thought when I wrote it, it's very, very beautiful!

Probably Wang Zuxian's phenomenal beauty!