Disclaimer; I don't own any of the characters, nor the base of the plot. All of the said things go to the ever fabulous J.K. Rowling.

xTeenageAmbitionx
a Cedric/Harry fanfic.

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"I can't be gay…can I?" Harry asked himself quietly. It was the night of the first Triwizard event and he had just snuck away from a big party the Weasley twins planned in the Gryffindor commons. "Ah!" he hit something big and black and fell to the floor. "Ouch." He looked up and found probing grey eyes staring down at him. He blushed slightly and mumbled and inaudible "great". It was the one person whom he didn't want to see at the moment…

Cedric Diggory.

"Harry? What're you doing down here?" he said, sticking his hand out for assistance. "Shouldn't you be in your dorm? It's," he checked his watch. "11:43 right now."

Harry took Cedric's hand in his own and got up from the floor feeling horribly foolish, "Well uh…the Weasley twins were having a big party and I didn't really feel like joining in, too much on my mind at the moment."

Cedric chuckled, "I hear you, all the Triwizard commotion and all! And I bet it's even harder for your considering you didn't even want to be in the tournament."

"Yea—wait, you believe me?" Harry asked a little shocked.

"Well of course I believe you. I have no reason why I shouldn't." Cedric curled his lips into a smile. "Anyway," he said suddenly, "you'd better get back to your dorm before Filch catches you."

"What about you?"

"I'm a prefect, remember?" he smiled again. "I'll walk you up to the Gryffindor commons just to make sure you're okay."

Nobody talked until they reached the portrait of the fat lady. "Here we are." Cedric said once they reached the landing.

"Thanks." Harry mumbled.

"No problem."

Harry turned around to go into the commons when he felt a hand on his shoulder, "Oh and…" Cedric mumbled, "Good luck, Harry." He smiled before turning on his heels and leaving.

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After that night Harry had done his best to avoid Cedric at all costs. "What was that about? He didn't need to follow me back to the dorms; I'm not a child. Why couldn't he have just left me alone? I'm sure he saw me blush!" all these thoughts swarmed into Harry's head the next day at breakfast where he could swear a pair of gray eyes were watching him from across the Great Hall.

He decided it better not to consult his two best friends in the matter of his sexuality. "It's probably just nothing." He said, as if that settled the matter.

"Harry. Harry! Harry!" Hermione shouted from across the Gryffindor table.

Harry was a little shocked, one moment he was eating his porridge and the next he was looking over at the Hufflepuff table. "What? Oh…oh, sorry."

"What were you doing, mate?" Ron asked, "You were out of it…looked like you were gazing over at the Hufflepuff table."

Harry fumbled for words, "Uh…nothing. It was nothing." He said a little hesitantly, but found himself gazing over at the other Hogwarts champion once or twice again, anyway.

"Alright well we need to head off to Herbology." Hermione said after breakfast. "Come on, you two." She got up and waited for Harry and Ron to get their things.

"Hey Harry!" Ernie Macmillan said, "Can I speak with you for a moment?"

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron with a look of puzzled shock on his face, "you two go ahead, I'll walk with Ernie and meet you two in the greenhouses." He walked over to Ernie "So? What is it?"

"Cedric told me to tell you that he wants to meet you in the Great Hall at 9:00 tonight." Ernie said as if he was reciting just what Cedric had told him.

"S-Sorry? Cedric wants me to meet him in the Great Hall?" Harry stumbled with the words.

Ernie just nodded, "That's what I said. Don't ask me why 'cause I have no clue." He shrugged and sprinted away to meet up with his fellow Hufflepuffs. Harry went the opposite direction to meet up with Ron and Hermione.

"What was that all about, mate?" Ron asked.

"Oh uh…" Harry muttered, he had told neither Ron nor Hermione about his sexual troubles let alone about his attraction towards Cedric. "It was nothing, nothing at all."

"Oh honestly!" Hermione said, "You've been acting distant with us ever since you became a Triwizard champion! I know it's a lot of stress but you could at least open up a little."

Ron nodded, "She's kind of right, mate."

Harry stood abashedly, "Uh…w-well…all right, I'll tell you everything after dinner tonight, sound fair?"

Hermione's words were ringing in his ear all through dinner, "You've been acting distant…Triwizard champion…lot of stress." After dinner they all went into the common room and found a lone table.

"All right well…whatever I say I, well, I don't want you two to act any different or even…not like me anyway. You promise?"

Ron nodded and Hermione looked a bit taken aback, "Harry, of course we won't not like you, whatever it is! We've been through a lot together." She took hold of Harry's hands.

"Well…" Harry began. "I think…I think I'm…"

"You think you are what, Harry?" Ron blurted out. Hermione scowled at him but looked at Harry in earnest.

"…I think I'm gay."

End Notes; This is my first attempt at a Harry/Cedric fanfic; I've done a small Harry/Cedric poem but nothing this big. It'll, obviously, be a chapter-fic, as nothing very Harry/Cedric-y has happened so far. Sorry about that, ha! I'll set a deadline for the next chapter soon. C&C is very much appreciated; just don't be too hard on it, please.