Cedric reared over Hermione, looking down at her as she ran her fingertips over his chest. She couldn't quite believe that she was here, with him. Nearly all of the girls at Hogwarts had a crush on Cedric, and he'd picked her, plain old Hermione Granger. Cedric hadn't been in the slightest bit pushy yet somehow he and Hermione had ended up on a bed here, in the Room of Requirement. Her fingertips now grazed his chin, feeling for a moment just the slightest hint of stubble. She could see the hungry look in his eye, as he appraised her scantily clad body on the bed. A moment to breathe and then –
Cedric dove towards her once more, claiming her lips with his own. Hermione's hands twisted into his hair, pulling him closer to her, one leg hooking over his hip. She could feel him growing against her and her heart pounded with excitement and lust. She couldn't believe that she was here in bed with a boy, no a man, and that it seemed like they were about to do the deed.
Her hands slipped down over his shoulders, nails dragging across his flesh. She tilted her head back, giving him better access to her neck as he trailed little kisses along her jawline and down her neck. A sigh of pleasure left Hermione, and her eyes fluttered closed in anticipation.
The next thing she knew was that Cedric had bitten down extremely hard on her neck, breaking the skin. She tried to bat him away but he was so much stronger than she was. Her heart beating frantically now, Hermione tensed for a second and then shoved him away with all her strength. She pushed herself into a sitting position on the bed, glaring at Cedric who had his head down.
"What in the name of Merlin was that about?" Hermione demanded, gingerly feeling the bite on her neck.
Cedric coloured slightly, shrugging. His only reply before leaving the room was, "You'll understand soon enough."
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