#diggory

Summary: Your agonizing courtship and Cedric’s need to spite his ex are both ailments that have a very simple cure: a fake relationship, obviously.

⤷ [1] - in which prefect patrols end with a haphazard agreement being reached.

Requested: read the request here

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x fem!gryffindor!reader

Word Count: 3.9K

A/N: I'm so sorry guys. This has been such a long time coming, I'm not sure people are even waiting for this anymore. But this is the first part and I'm thinking of turning it into a full-fledged series. Second part of the fic WILL be out as soon as I'm done exams.

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The first few dates were bearable enough  — if you squinted hard and counted the silence as a virtue. 

The next few were nothing short of painstakingly harrowing. And that’s being kind.

This one, however? It made you seriously contemplate lunging over the walls of the Astronomy Tower and meeting Death, himself, halfway. Little else could offer greater reprieve, in your mind, from this. 

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tells you terrible jokes just to see your smile

will kiss you in public to make sure everyone knows that you are taken

makes you wear his quidditch jersey when he plays a match; he says it gives him “extra luck”

constantly is giving his clothes to you because he likes the way they look on you better

is embarrassed by other’s thinking he’s attractive because he only wants compliments from you

will never deny his love for you; he will legitimately go to the tallest balcony on the castle and scream it

his face will light up the moment he sees you even if he has had an awful day

you make him so head over heels in love that he is a blabbering mess and trips over his words instead of his normal confidence

love notes, flowers, sweets, you name it, he is constantly bringing you something to show his affection

think old romance: opening doors, planning dates, walking you to and from class, walking closet to the road; no matter what he does it

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Summary: Cedric Diggory is usually good with flirting with girls, but when it comes to Y/n, he's not very confident like usual. Cedric and Y/n are at the same party, but he's too nervous to do anything about approaching Y/n.

Words: 966

All My Stories

Cedric stands in the Hufflepuff Common room, surrounded by his friends. His friends are all laughing at something, but Cedric wasn't listening to anything his friends were saying. His focus was on a friend group that was standing across the room. The friend group included Y/n and her other friends. Y/n wasn't a Hufflepuff, but was still invited to the Hufflepuff party. The party was something random some people pulled together, it was supposed to be only Hufflepuffs, but people invited their friends from other houses.

One of Cedric's friends notice Cedric wasn't paying attention, so he nudged Cedric's arm to get his attention. Cedric turned his head to his friend, but kept his eyes on the girl he was staring at. "Hm?" Cedric hummed.

"Yo, what are you looking at?" His friend asked, trying to follow his gaze.

"Oh- nothing." Cedric says, looking away from Y/n and putting his eyes on his friend.

"No, not nothing, is it that group of girls back there?" His friend asks, trying to spot what girl Cedric was looking at.

"Uh, yeah." Cedric says as he looks back at Y/n. He sees Y/n's friend group burst out in laughter, he sees Y/n's beautiful smile. The corner of his lip slightly lift up seeing her happy.

"Is it that Gryffindor girl? Shoot whats her name.." Cedric's friend says, trying to remember her name.

"Y/n." Cedric responds.

"Ah, right, Y/n. Go talk to her, man."

Cedric looks at his friend with a confused look. He shakes his head at his friend and says, "No way."

"Why not? You've talked to girls before!" Cedric's friend says, trying to be loud enough over the loud Common Room.

"Yeah but-" Cedric pauses and looks over to Y/n. "not like Y/n."

"What are you saying, man? Go talk to her! It wouldn't hurt!" Cedric's friend says, looking over to the group of girls. "I didn't think I would live to see the day Cedric Diggory is scared to talk to a girl!" His friend laughs.

"I'm not scared! I'm just, I don't know." Cedric replies, looking over to his friend.

"What is so different about her and all the other girls you've talked to?"

"She like, intimidating but in a good way, you know?" Cedric embarrassingly admits.

"Man, how long have you been scared to talk to this girl?"

"Since like, 3rd year?"

"Cedric! You need to talk to her!" Cedric's friend says as the 2 boys look back over to Y/n's friend group. One of Y/n's friends look over to the 2 boys, seeing they are looking at Y/n, so she nudges her.

She whispers in Y/n's ear something, making Y/n turn her attention to the two boys staring. Cedric's friend looks back at Cedric as Cedric continues to look at the girl. Y/n furrows her eyebrows at Cedric, tilting her head slightly in confusion with a slight smirk. Cedric's face turns slightly red, he didn't know what to do. He smiles at the girl and raises his eyebrows at her.

Y/n smiles at the boy, then turns her attention back to her friends. Cedric's friend slaps Cedric's arm, making Cedric look back over at him. "Now you have to talk to her, man."

Cedric couldn't build up the courage to talk to her, he wasn't sure why. His friend was right, he usually was good with talking to girls. It's like all his experience of talking to girls has been thrown out the window and it's a fresh start now. It's true, he had his eye on Y/n since 3rd year, they've had classes together, but they've never interacted before.

"I feel like I just blew my shot." Cedric admits, embarrassed.

"No way! That was just the start, look her friends are telling her to go talk to you!" Cedric's friend says, looking at the group of girls once again. It was true, Y/n's friends were hyping Y/n up to talk to the boy, saying how it's obvious Cedric is interested in her.

"He's literally looking at you right now again!" One of Y/n's friends shout a little too loud. Cedric and his friend heard this and looked at each other and laughed.

"See?" Cedric's friend says proudly.

"Yeah yeah, I think I'm gonna go to bed or something, I need good sleep for the Quidditch game tomorrow." Cedric says as he starts walking over to the dorm area.

Once Y/n decides to talk to Cedric, she turns away from her friends and starts walking over to where Cedric and his friend were. When she sees Cedric's friend standing alone, she gives him a confused look. Cedric's friend laughs and point to Cedric, who is walking away. She nods her head and smiles at the friend, silently thanking him.

Y/n waits to call out to Cedric once they are alone. When they are in an empty hallway, Y/n says, "You were really going to leave without talking to me?"

Cedric hears Y/n's voice, making his heart flutter. He turns around and smiles at the girl, "My mistake."

"Correct." Y/n says as she stops walking in front of the boy. "You scared of me?" Y/n laughs and waits for the boys answer.

"Would it be bad if I said a little?" Cedric says with a smirk and raised eyebrows.

"I'm not scary, Diggory!" Y/n exclaims, nudging his arm with her fist. "Maybe you're just a scardy cat?"

"Could be," Cedric shrugs.

"Join me in the common room?" Y/n asks, holding her hand out for the boy. Cedric smiles at the girls boldness, happily accepting her hand and walking into the Common Room hand in hand.

THE END

Cedric x Fem!Reader Malfoy

Warnings: parents disowning child

Word count: 999

Summary: Being disowned by the Malfoys, Y/n goes to her boyfriend Cedrics home. The Diggorys are more than welcoming.

Authors Note: For sake of the story Cedrics moms alive. I don't know if she's alive or dead, they don't say in the movies and I haven’t read the books. Part 2? Maybe a run in with the Malfoys? Or he proposes? Or they go over to invite the Malfoys to their wedding? Comment below which one you’d like or should it be all of those.

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Y/n had possibly had the worst day of her life and all she wanted right now was Cedric. It was a long journey but she needed him right now. Once Y/n reached the Diggory residence she knocked on the front door.

“Y/n? What's wrong?” Cedric answered the door, shocked to see his girlfriend on the other side, soaked from the pouring rain. With her face red and blotchy.

“I was kicked out.” She hiccuped looking up at him with more tears gathering up in her eyes.

“Come in sweetheart. Its way to cold out.” Cedric’s mother says once she saw the girl she thought of as a daughter, having come to check on Cedric at the door. The older woman rushed Y/n into their home having her and Cedric sit on the couch. Cedric's mother and father joining them in the living room.

Snow kisses

Cedric Diggory

Tags: pure fluff • snowy Hogwarts nights • soft kisses in the snow • snowball fights & stolen moments • Cedric being adorably perfect • established relationship sweetness • sneaking out after curfew • warm hands in cold weather • laughter echoing through the courtyard • winter magic & romance

"Cedric, wait!" I laughed breathlessly, nearly tripping as he tugged me forward by the arm of my robe. Our boots crunched against fresh snow, the flakes swirling in the moonlight and settling gently in our hair like stars.

He glanced back at me with that boyish grin that always made my chest flip. "We're nearly there, lovely," he called, his voice tinged with excitement, like whatever was waiting ahead was worth every freezing step.

Snow clung to his tousled brown curls, his cheeks flushed pink from the cold. Merlin, how was he still so effortlessly perfect?

I shivered, pulling my robe tighter around my shoulders. "But it's cold, Cedric..."

He stopped beneath a glowing lamppost, the light casting a warm halo around him, like something out of a storybook. Without a word, he stepped toward me, wrapped one arm around my waist and gently pulled me against his chest. Then, he took his robe and folded it around both of us, enveloping me in his warmth.

"That better?" he asked, his voice low and soft, his smile so close I could see the crinkles at the edges of his eyes.

I nodded slowly, barely able to breathe as I looked into his eyes—blue like frozen lakes, clear and steady.

He didn't rush. Cedric never rushed. His hand came up to cradle my jaw so gently it made my heart ache, and then, in that quiet hush of winter air and glowing snow, he leaned in and kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain.

I wasn't cold anymore.

Cedric pulled back slowly, his smile curling with anticipation. He took my hand again—this time gentler, more purposeful—and gave it a squeeze. "Come on," he whispered, voice barely louder than the hush of the snowfall. "I've got something to show you."

We weaved our way through the trees, crunching over icy ground until the path opened up onto the shore of the Black Lake. The surface was frozen solid, shimmering faintly under the soft light of scattered lamp posts dotting the perimeter. Snow danced in the air like confetti, and silence hung between the trees, broken only by our footfalls.

Then I saw it.

Near the edge of the lake, Cedric had laid out a circle of glowing orbs—magically enchanted to flicker like fireflies. In the center: a thick blanket, two steaming mugs, and what looked like a little enchanted gramophone quietly humming a tune. The scene was dreamlike, like a page from a winter fairytale.

"You did this?" I breathed, awe washing over me.

Cedric shrugged, grinning sheepishly. "Well... I enlisted a few charms and a bit of help from Flitwick. But mostly me."

He led me onto the blanket and handed me a mug—hot cocoa, of course, with a dollop of cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon. "I figured you deserved a break," he said softly. "Something lovely for someone lovely."

His words landed with a warmth that rivalled the cocoa. As the music played, Cedric pulled me gently into a sway, dancing there on the snowy shore with only magic and moonlight as witnesses.

I leaned into him. "You're kind of perfect, you know that?"

Cedric Diggory x Gryffindor!Reader

Fluff, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Oblivious!Reader

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The Hufflepuff table was suspiciously quiet when Y/N dropped into her usual seat next to Cedric Diggory. She didn’t notice it at first, too busy tugging at his sleeve like a child demanding attention.

“Did you save me toast?” she asked, already reaching across his plate. Cedric smiled softly and nudged his plate toward her without protest.

“Of course I did.”

“Ugh, you’re a lifesaver,” she mumbled with her mouth full, reaching for his cup next. “And pumpkin juice, too? Stars above, Ced, how do you always know exactly what I need?”

Cedric hummed, entirely unbothered by the fact that he hadn’t yet taken a sip.

“You like it first thing in the morning,” he said with an easy smile, elbow resting on the table as he turned toward her fully. “And you always forget to grab a spoon for your porridge, so—” He reached into his robe pocket and held up a spoon with a triumphant grin.

Y/N gasped. “You’re a wizard!”

The sarcasm earned her an eye-roll and a faint pink tint to his cheeks. He handed her the spoon anyway.

Across the table, Hannah Abbott slowly lowered her goblet and stared.

“You guys are the sweetest couple in here”

Y/N blinked. “What?”

“You and Cedric,” Hannah said, gesturing vaguely between them. “You’re dating-.”

Cedric didn’t say anything. Y/N laughed.

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “Cedric’s just my best friend.”

Hannah looked genuinely stunned. “But… you call him pet names. You cuddle at the library. I saw you sharing a Butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks.”

“It was one drink,” Y/N defended. “And I had a headache.”

“She fed me soup,” Cedric offered dryly, taking a sip of his now half-empty juice. “From a spoon.”

“You were sick!”

“You kissed his forehead.”

Y/N looked deeply offended. “He had a fever!”

Hannah turned to Cedric, who gave her a small shrug and said, “Tried.”

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It wasn’t the first time someone had asked. Actually, it happened so often now that Y/N had developed a well-rehearsed speech:

“No, we’re just really close.”

“I’d die for him, obviously, but not like that.”

“He’s like… a blanket with legs.”

“I mean, sure, I steal his jumpers and sleep in them but that doesn’t mean anything!”

She didn’t understand why people couldn’t just let them be friends. Best friends, granted. Very touchy best friends. But still.

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Later That Night

“Come on, I’ll walk you back.”

Cedric stood from the library couch, where the two of them had spent the last hour curled under a blanket, her head on his shoulder and his hand tangled in her hair. She stretched, yawning and reaching lazily for his hand.

“You don’t have to,” she said, but she was already lacing her fingers through his.

“I want to.”

Their walk through the halls was quiet. Peaceful. Familiar.

Y/N’s thumb traced soft circles over the back of Cedric’s hand without thinking. She did that a lot—touched him like he belonged to her. She leaned into his side, pressed her face to his coat when she was cold, looped her arm through his when she needed grounding.

He never pulled away. Not once.

When they reached the Fat Lady’s portrait, she turned to face him.

“Thanks,” she said, still half-asleep. Her voice was soft, just for him. “For breakfast. And the spoon. And everything.”

Cedric tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Always.”

She smiled and leaned in, kissing the corner of his mouth—a habit, at this point.

“Sweet dreams, love.”

“Goodnight, darling.”

The portrait swung open, but Y/N lingered for a second, caught in the hazy warmth of his voice.

“See you tomorrow,” she whispered.

“You always do.”

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Inside the Gryffindor common room, Ginny was waiting with a half-smirk.

“Still just friends?”

Y/N groaned. “Don’t you start.”

Ginny didn’t respond. She just raised her eyebrows and nodded toward the scarf still wrapped around Y/N’s neck. Not hers. Not red and gold.

Yellow. And soft. And smelled like Cedric.

Y/N yanked it off like it had burned her.

“Shut up.”

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Y/N did not care that Cedric was talking to Helena Greystone from Ravenclaw.

She didn’t.

Not at all.

Not even a little bit.

…Even if Helena was flipping her hair like she was in a shampoo advert and giggling at everything Cedric said.

Y/N narrowed her eyes from across the courtyard, where she sat with Fred and George on the low stone wall. Her sandwich lay forgotten in her lap.

Fred followed her glare and smirked.

“Oh, this is gonna be good.”

George leaned in, squinting. “Is that the Greystone girl? The one who cornered him after the last Quidditch match?”

“She’s literally twirling her hair,” Y/N muttered, arms crossed. “Who does that in real life?”

Fred bit back a grin. “Ah, yes. That sounds like a totally not-jealous observation.”

“I’m not jealous!”

Fred’s smirk only widened. “Sure you’re not, babe.”

“I’m not!” she snapped, heat blooming in her cheeks. “He’s my friend. I don’t care who he flirts with.”

Fred laughed. “Y’know, if I didn’t watch you spoon-feed Cedric Diggory soup last week, I might believe that.”

“I was being nice!”

“You tucked a blanket around him and kissed his nose.”

Y/N flushed, but before she could launch a defense, Cedric spotted her from across the courtyard. He gave her the softest smile—warm, honey-sweet, eyes lighting up like she was the only person that mattered.

Y/N’s brain short-circuited.

Helena was still talking. Cedric politely nodded, but his attention was already elsewhere. Already walking toward her.

“Look at that,” Fred said, whistling low. “You’ve got the golden boy trained.”

Y/N scowled. “Shut up.”

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Later, in the common room, Fred threw a cushion at her head.

“You need help.”

Y/N caught it and glared. “I need peace and quiet.”

“No, you need to realize you’re dating Cedric bloody Diggory and stop pretending otherwise.”

“We’re not dating!”

Fred looked genuinely offended. “Y/N. I love you, I really do, but you two are the most married pair I’ve ever seen in my life. And I grew up with Molly and Arthur Weasley.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

Fred started ticking off his fingers. “You hold hands. You wear his clothes. You eat his food. You flirt constantly. You kiss his face and call him love. If you’re not dating, what the hell are you?”

Y/N opened her mouth. Closed it. Tried again.

“We’re just really… affectionate friends.”

Fred threw his arms in the air. “Do affectionate friends kiss goodnight and spoon during Herbology breaks?”

“I—”

“Do affectionate friends hold each other like a rom-com while watching the stars?”

“…We had one blanket.”

Fred’s voice dropped. “Y/N. You kissed him on the mouth last week.”

“It was the corner!” she shrieked.

Fred gave her a long, knowing look. “If you’re not dating, you’re at least practically his.”

Y/N went silent.

That was… ridiculous.

Right?

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It all came to a head two days later, when Y/N stormed into the library after seeing Cedric laugh with Helena again. She hadn’t meant to go looking for him—she was just going to study. Alone.

But of course he was there. And of course he smiled when he saw her. And of course he reached out, brushing his fingers gently along her wrist before asking—

“Rough day?”

She snatched her hand away.

“I’m fine.”

His brow furrowed. “Y/N…”

“Go hang out with Helena if you’re so worried.”

That made him pause.

“What?”

“You two seem close,” she said, not looking at him. “I don’t want to interrupt.”

A long silence. Then Cedric’s voice—quiet. Steady.

“So you are jealous.”

Y/N’s heart dropped. “I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not!”

“Then why won’t you look at me?”

Y/N whipped around to face him, cheeks flaming. “Because you’re acting like this means something!”

Cedric’s expression didn’t change. “It does.”

She froze.

His voice dropped, low and soft.

“You kiss me goodnight. You wear my clothes. You call me love and darling and fall asleep on my shoulder and act like I’m yours. So tell me—what do you think this is?”

Y/N’s lips parted.

She had no answer.

Cedric leaned in just a little closer.

“Because if we’re just friends… I need to know. I need to stop hoping.”

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Y/N didn’t sleep that night.

Cedric’s voice echoed in her mind like a song she couldn’t get out of her head.

“If we’re just friends… I need to know. I need to stop hoping.”

She lay awake, staring at the ceiling of the Gryffindor dorms, a borrowed Hufflepuff jumper bunched under her chin. His scent—clean linen, lemon soap, something earthy—clung to the fabric like a memory.

Had she really been leading him on?

It didn’t feel like that. It felt safe. Normal. Like breathing.

She liked how he always saved her toast. She liked how he held her hand, how he looked at her like she was the only person in the room. She liked that he always walked her back to her dorm, and how he knew her moods before she even spoke.

But that wasn’t love.

…Was it?

Her chest ached.

She sat up suddenly. The other girls in the dorm shifted in their sleep, but Y/N didn’t care.

She was halfway down the staircase before she could talk herself out of it.

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Cedric was in the Astronomy Tower.

Of course he was. It was where they always went when the castle got too loud. When they needed to think.

She found him leaning against the railing, hair tousled from the wind, hands shoved into his robe pockets. He turned as soon as she stepped inside.

Neither of them spoke for a long moment.

Then—

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t realize I was hurting you.”

Cedric gave a soft laugh—one that sounded more tired than amused.

“You weren’t,” he said. “Not really. I just… I needed to know if there was even a chance you felt the same. I didn’t want to keep pretending.”

Y/N took a step closer. Her heart was pounding.

“I thought I could handle it,” Cedric continued. “Just being your friend. I thought… maybe if I stayed close enough, it would be enough.”

She swallowed hard. “But it wasn’t.”

He looked at her then, eyes full of something warm and bright and utterly gentle.

“It wasn’t.”

She took another step. Then another.

“I didn’t know I was in love with you,” she whispered. “I thought this was just… us. I thought everyone was wrong. That we were just close. But tonight I—”

She hesitated.

Cedric didn’t move. Didn’t rush her.

“I missed you,” she said, voice trembling. “And I was angry, and jealous, and miserable, and I still tried to tell myself it didn’t mean anything. But it does.”

She reached out, slowly, and took his hand.

“I get it now.”

His fingers tightened around hers, just slightly.

“Are you sure?” he asked, voice low.

Y/N smiled. “I’ve been calling you ‘love’ for months. I think my heart figured it out before I did.”

That made him laugh—a real, soft, relieved kind of laugh. And then, carefully, like he didn’t want to scare her—

He kissed her.

It was slow. Warm. Familiar and new at the same time.

Like coming home.

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The next morning, Y/N and Cedric walked into the Great Hall holding hands.

She was wearing his scarf again. This time, on purpose.

Fred looked up from his plate and nearly dropped his pumpkin juice.

“No way.”

Cedric just grinned and pulled Y/N closer, tucking her into his side like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Y/N leaned down and stole a bit of his toast. Then kissed his cheek.

Fred stood up and pointed at them.

“I KNEW IT!”

George sighed. “You owe me three galleons.”

Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop smiling.

She looked up at Cedric—her best friend, her safe place, her love—and he looked at her like she hung the stars.

And maybe she’d been oblivious.

Maybe it had taken her too long.

But now?

Now she was his. Fully. Finally.

And he had always been hers.

rewatching the goblet of fire, viktor krum is so fine it’s the only movie where fred and george don’t have my undying undivided attention.

i went for a friend's birthday last night and got to see the now newly shortened (again) cursed child play and there were a lot of differences. it was super fast paced and didn't leave the actors a lot of time to breathe or live in their characters as much. it was still so lovely but it's definitely more of a shell than it once was. that being said! my friend and i have compiled a list of all the things that have been altered (that we can remember)

i tried to put everything as in order as possible but my brain isn’t always very good at that!

ACT 1

The whole bit about Hermione thinking Ron confunded the driving examiner is cut

“People always look when you three are together” bit is cut

Albus and Rose happen upon Scorpius much quicker in his compartment

Rose doesn’t say anything when Albus is sorted into Slytherin

There’s been a rumor about Voldemort having a child every year Scorpius isn’t the first to be accused was cut from Draco and Harry’s interaction on the platform.

Albus doesn't ask "What's the counter-curse?" in the potions scene; significantly cut down

Wandlore dance is extended slightly (I think??)

When Albus casts “Incendio” on his Hogsmeade slip, he doesn’t follow it up with his “The ironic thing is I didn’t expect it to work. I’m terrible at that spell.” bit, just leaves after Harry speaks

Harry and Hermione walk into Harry’s office at the same time for the time turner reveal scene instead of Hermione walking in and Harry already being there

The time turner reveal scene is much quicker

When Albus meets Delphi at the stairs, his dialogue of "Who are you? Because this is my house…" is cut and she just skips into the "You must be Albus Potter." lines after popping in with her first few lines

Rose pulls Albus into the compartment this time to speak to him instead of just walking in front of him to speak with him

Dialogue between Albus and Rose is cut down a bit before he goes to get Scorpius off the train

I think the “You really are an enormous geek.” bit was taken out

When Albus asks Scorpius “Did Cedric need to be killed?, instead of saying “Easy question, easy answer: No.”, Scorpius quietly responds “No” before Albus continues on with his ramble

Draco doesn’t say “Voldemort is dead. Voldemort is gone”, his first line in this scene is after the Dark Mark mention

Amos doesn’t say “Of COURSE they do!” when Albus tells him that the ministry has a time turner

Albus, Scorpius, and Delphi (all transfigured into their counterparts at this point) don’t go into the telephone booth to go to the ministry; instead, Delphi/Hermione and Scorpius/Harry wander off one way while Albus/Ron goes the other way (the wrong way) and they have to call him back

No fishfinger sandwiches remark from Hermione to Albus/Ron :(

Bane is completely cut

They have Harry, Draco, Ginny and Ron all searching in the forest instead of just Harry then they split off only Harry being there.

Harry searches the forest instead of encountering Bane; Ginny has to come get him

Albus isn’t in his pajamas in the hospital ward when he wakes up, just his uniform

Harry comes to the realization somehow on his own that Scorpius is the issue “It isn’t a what that’s wounding him, it’s a who” (or something along those lines) and then bans Albus from seeing Scorpius

Ron and Hermione's encounter atop the stairs is MUCH shorter

The entire scene where Harry gives McGonagall the Marauders Map and instructs her to watch Albus and Scorpius is cut

No Bane mention in the Draco and Harry fight scene

If I recall, the lines “I don’t want to hurt you, Draco.” and “How interesting, because I do want to hurt you,” were said earlier in the scene because of cut dialogue

Ginny says “It’s been one minute. What did I miss?” instead of “I only left the room three minutes ago. What did I miss?”

When Harry, Ginny, and Draco go to McGonagall’s office, some dialogue is cut

ACT 2

The act starts with Scorpius on stage in this scene; he’s surrounded by the death eaters as they do the Voldemort Day dance around him instead of him being absent in this scene (only really good change in my opinion, it looked super neat and added to the story)

Scorpius is a lot more intimidating towards Craig when asking where Snape is (trying to take on this counterpart of Scorpion King)

Scorpius doesn’t hug Albus in the water when he reappears (very well could have just been a this showing thing)

Ron and Hermione’s “marriage renewal” scene is cut and changed to just them almost making out (big loss because that scene was amazing)

When Scorpius tells Albus he thought of him to fought off the dementors, Albus goes “Oh.” pauses and then goes , “I mean… Good,” softly

Dialogue is cut from the Owlery scene, including the “it’s time that time-turning became a thing of the past!“ silly bit

Ron doesn’t ramble too long at all about having drinks with Neville, it’s just one short sentence; added in that Delphi is an “older girl” (from the five hour cut originally) and Ron is all like “but go get ‘em I guess”

Ron says “specialis-draco-is-stupido” or something along the lines of that instead of directly repeating "specialis revelio" to mock him

Hermione unscrews the bulb instead of Ginny

No “Still, if I had to choose a companion to be at the return of eternal darkness with, I’d choose you.” bit, that whole scene is considerably shorter :(

Harry and Ginny have a bit of a longer chat in the church; Ginny goes “You're lucky to have me, aren't you?” and Harry responds with “Extremely.” (derived from the original 5-hour play but swapped with who says it)

Ginny and Albus don’t have their heart-to-heart in the church

Delphi's magic show (the fight at the end) is shorter and happens more rapidly than before