Mayhem in the Male Bathroom
Later that day, Harry, leaving the prefect's bathroom, ran into Ron descending.
"Uhm, how was tea at Hagrid's?" Harry asked nervously.
"Ahh, good. Much better than the tea that you make me!" Ron said, feeling very sensitive and upset at his best friend in the whole world.
"Ex-cuseme for living!" Harry said, offended by his rudeness. "You are so not my best friend anymore!"
Ron, a tear rolling down his red cheek, let out a sob, and ran down the rest of the stairs, horrified that he had lost his best friend in the course of a single day. When he reached the bottom of the staircase, he ran into the first bathroom he saw, kicking the door open with his large foot. He nearly missed a tall, masculine figure who was examining himself in the bathroom mirror.
"Cedric?" Ron asked, hatred clear in his tone of voice. "I hate you," He said bluntly, seething.
"Hello, Ron," Cedric said, giving him the quick once over, "Tasty…" he thought to himself.
Ron, sensing Cedric's gaze, shivered unwillingly. "Uhm, so, what brings you to the bathroom?" Ron asked awkwardly, hiding his lust.
"Well…" Cedric began, but he was cut off as Harry ran into the bathroom, also in tears.
Cedric and Ron glared at each other, pretending to be enraged. Each felt that they were the one who was supposed to comfort the torn Harry.
"I-I-I fricken' love you both!" Harry said, breaking into a batch of fresh sobs. He looked them both in the eyes at the same time, trying to determine which he had more love for. Ron, the bisexual redhead. Cedric, the flat-out gay brunette. They were both mighty fine, and both good kissers! He had a decision to make, or else his internal conflict would tear his already weakened heart into two dead hearts.
Cedric sneaked a peek at Ron, who was secretly sneaking a peek at him. They both quickly glanced away.
"Harry, dear, sweet Harry, come here," Ron said at last, his arms ready to embrace the boy who lived.
"No," said Harry, and, overcome with some unknown emotion, went to Cedric. Ron let out an unearthly sob, and went to seek the comfort of Hermione.
Cedric smiled down at his young lust, and got lost in a passionate kiss.