Hello everyone. This fic was written on lj but i have decided to post it on here. This was written for a challenge.
I'm sorry if you do not approve of the pairing in this fic it is my personal prefereance. Please no flames but comments are love!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything if i did this would be canon!
WARNINGS: CONTAINS SLASH AND REFERENCE TO ABUSE ,SLIGHT FLUFF AND AU!
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"Harry! Harry!"
"What sorry?"
Hermione sighed "I was telling you that Draco Malfoy was bragging this morning at breakfast about how you, Cedric, Rodger Davis and him had all taken "House unity " to a new level the other night."
"Mmm… Properly the first time he's ever got laid that's why."
The two friends were silent for a moment both in deep though.
After a while Hermione spoke. "Have you spoken to Cedric?"
"Nope anyway how are you and Fleur getting on?"
"Harry don't change the subject."
"I'm not."
"He'd like to see you- Cedric I mean."
"Hermione his father just died I doubt he's thinking about me at the moment."
"He was asking after you. Go and find him"
He shook his head. "It's not as easy as that."
"Harry I saw the way you were when the portkey reappeared. The way you were holding each other. You kissed him. Don't think I didn't see it 'cause I did. The way he refused to be parted from you. He was screaming your name all the way back up to the castle."
"He'd just seen Voldemort come back to life ,kill his father before his eyes and had been tortured by death eaters. I don't think he was sane at that moment in time." Harry Corrected her.
"Harry-"
"Drop it"
"But-"
"Just leave it."
"I'm going to find Fleur."
"You do that."
She got up and left the table leaving Harry alone in the dusty library with only his own thoughts to keep him company.
It was evening.
Harry didn't know where he was going, he let his feet make that decision for him all he knew was he had to get out of the castle away from all the hustle and bustle and the prying questions that accompanied them .
"Harry?"
It was too late to pretend he didn't hear the voice. "Cedric."
"I wanted to speak to you sooner but- well Mother's been quite... Upset."
"Not surprising how about you?"
"What about me?"
"How are you coping?" They were both walking together now and for a moment Harry had the sudden urge to grab his hand.
"Well I must say it's different without him."
He nodded trying to push his feelings for Cedric aside.
"I mean he was never a real father to me. All this." the boy waved his hand "Was for show." A bitter smile seemed to play on his lips. "A real father would never do the things he did to a son."
"Cedric-"
"Sorry."
"Does… Does your mother know?"
"No, it would break her heart. Might as well let sleeping dogs lie."
They walked in silence content in each others company.
"When Voldemort shot that Curse at you and you … You fell. I was more upset that when he died."
Harry didn't know what to say to this.
" When I thought you were dead and that I'd never have a chance to tell you... Harry…" He had stopped walking now. "That…"
"Cedric please don't maker harder than this already is…"
"I can't stop thinking about you. I don't want to feel this way- God , I tried to stop. But I seem to think of you more and more. About you and me, how we are, how I want us to be, what I want us to do…"
Harry felt sunned, yes he'd been thinking about Cedric but never thought he might feel the same.
Cedric lent in a kissed Harry.
At first he didn't know how to react . Harry wanted to stop , to walk away , but then he seemed to be pulled into the kiss. He found himself responding, deepening it running his hand though Cedrics hair. Harry was filled with a lust, a passion, a yearning - a love that he had never felt before.
They broke apart for air. "Come on, this way if Filch catches us…"
"Cedric I don't think I can do this."
"Fine." the boy began walk away.
"Cedric!" Harry ran after him and kissed him again.
"Come on." the boy said roughly.
"Where are we going."
"The Prefects Bathroom where else?"