Chapter 8
For Harry, the next day was a blur. The evening came very quickly; but it didn't bother him, everything was in a daze. So much so that Harry didn't notice the decorative changes in the Great Hall as he sat for dinner.
Everything seemed to be going normally when Dumbledore stood up to speak to everyone. As usual Harry made a point not to pay any attention to him and just stared into the almost untouched food on his plate. So when the doors to the Great Hall burst open to let in a team of Beaubaxton girls, dressed in light blue dresses and accompanied by two dozen doves, Harry was more than a little surprised. He gave a small jump which made Ron giggle- in a very strange tone as it was in his peripheral vision and he was more than a little interested in their new guests. But at this moment, unknown to them all Cedric had turned to look at Harry to see if he was ok and was prepared to run over to him if there were anymore unexpected surprises (which may scare Harry again) in store.
It suddenly came to Harry that this was the Banquet that he and Cedric had been discussing the previous day.
"Oh" he thought to himself. "Why couldn't I remember what we were talking about?" Harry's mind then wandered back to the conversation he had had with Cedric: the way his voice echoed softly in his head; the way he stood while he was explaining things to Harry and the feeling he seemed to emit which Harry would cling to. His mind drifted even further until it was rudely disturbed by the arrival of Durmstrang. However nothing else happened that night to keep Harry's interest.
Later that night Cedric lay awake in his bed, his head was spinning with that night's events and the many questions that it had stirred. Questions such as; should he enter the competition? And what would happen if he got through and something happened to him? Who would then look out for...?
Cedric's head shot up as he heard footsteps coming up the stairs outside the dorm room. It could be anyone coming up to bed as the dorm was empty. He didn't understand why he was so jumpy. Slowly the door creaked open. Cedric's eyes wouldn't be drawn away as a younger, dark haired boy with glasses entered.
"Harry?" Cedric asked a little confused.
Harry walked over to his bed with his finger over his lips. Cedric sat up in his bed, the covers falling off him and revealing his bare chest. Harry continued to make his way over to the bed where Cedric was. Before he knew it Harry was by his side.
"w-what are you doing?" Harry remained silent as he climbed onto Cedric, straddling him. Cedric gasped in shock as his penis began to throb. Silently Harry moved his hands up Cedric's chest- sending goose bumps all around his body. Instinctively, Cedric leaned in closer and put his arms around Harry's neck, pulling him closer.
Their faces so close together they were almost touching. Cedric closed his eyes as Harry brought their heads together and...
Cedric awoke from the sound of a dorm mate snoring. His pyjama bottoms were stretched from an undeniable boner. His body was hot and sweaty.
"What the fuck was that?" Cedric thought to himself, panting slightly. "Well, at least I didn't wake anyone else up."
