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Cedric Diggory ([personal profile] theboywhodied) wrote 2012-05-31 02:54 am (UTC)

"Thank goodness for small favors."

Cedric makes a fist into the blanket and grinds it against the floor. It's dry enough to provide leverage, so he'll be able to get up when he needs to. He relaxes a little under Howard's hand first. It's not the same feeling he had as a kitten, but it's warm all the same.

For a moment, he forgets that he's no longer small and fuzzy and ends up rubbing his hair against Howard's leg. Oops.

After an embarrassed cough, he presses his fists against the ground and slowly rolls into a sitting position against the closest wall, blanket held closed across his lap. A quick peek down reveals that nothing appears to be wrong with his other body parts. Fingers could be tricky sometimes.

His voice is stronger now, thank goodness. Cedric takes a deep breath and speaks again. "I might be sick later, though. That's one of the worst potions I've seen."

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