A/N: Here's some Cedric/Golden Egg crack love in all its glory. I do not mean to gross anyone out, I promise.
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He steals out of the common room in the dead of the night clutching the golden egg safely beneath his now sweaty palms. It's the fifth time he's sought escape under the frothy waters of the Prefect's bathroom with nothing but his egg for company, and he finds himself staying longer with every trip he makes.
Cedric sets the taps on a full flow, watching ecstatically as the bathtub quickly fills up with golden waters that perfectly match the shiny gold of his egg. He caresses it gently, falling in love with it's cool contours and even touch before he divests himself of his clothing.
The egg is in his hands once more and he performs a perfect dive into the bottomless bathtub. Swimming around a little bit, he waits for that perfect moment when he can turn all the taps off and leave nothing but the dimmest of lamps burning in the farthest corner of the bathroom, dipping the rest of the place in an aura of mystery. And then his entire being submerges under the waters with his egg in hand, and Cedric Diggory loses himself to the ethereal song of the merpeople as he watches the golden light set fire to his bath.
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The Twelve Days of Christmas Style Competition, crack #3