Warning - This story contains male/male slash and suicide. So if this is not your thing I politely suggest looking elsewhere.
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Chapter 2 "Breaking point"
After the initial excitement, everything returned to normal, even to the point Harry had forgotten to a certain degree, the events of that match. That was until one night, while the school was seated for dinner, Dumbeldore rose. Conversation dissappeared as all students regarded his figure.
Wizards and witches, a great matter must be attended to, as you are no doubt aware the Slytherin quidditch stand is being rebuilt. On that fateful match day we saw an act of bravery of the highest degree. I would like to call our very own Harry Potter to the front," Dumbeldore boomed in his usual, unusually soft voice. "For this action we know Spruce owes alot to this young boy, and Cedric too, I might add, who would have felt the full force of Spruce's weight on his head, had Harry not acted quickly."
Harry got up from his seat, and made his way, amid the cheers and applause from, towards the front.
As Harry reached Dumbeldore, Dumbeldore reached behind himself. Dumbeldore drew out a trophy, not the most amazing one he had ever seen but still enough to stir his natural inner most joy at being the center of attention. Before his eyes, his name was slowly appearing on the trophy in spidery writing.
"I think a hearty applause is warrented," proclaimed Dumbeldore "On this note I see it fitting to award 50 house points to Gryffindor house. With that he handed Harry the trophy, and gently turned Harry towards the school.
Harry stood facing the houses, his heart pounded and he was sure it could be heard, even above the din.
// This isn't right, // Harry thought, then, // Of course it isn't you idiot, you had no part to play in all of this. //
"I don't desrve this," he whispered to himself, then, "I DON'T DESERVE THIS!" He shouted, the school went quiet, thinking this was the start of a speech.
Someone in the Slytherin house yelled out "I would like to thank..." The school exploded once again at this.
Harry's eyes looked out over the school, at once he caught Cedric's eyes and saw no sign of anger or sadness, just nothing. Harry would have been comforted had he saw anger but the eyes of Cedric burned into him.
Harry spun around in forced the trophy back in to Dumbeldore's hands.
"I'm sorry, sir...' Harry muttered.
"No Harry, well done." Harry did not see the familiar twinkle in Dumbeldore's eyes, but those words comforted him and helped his descision.
Harry fled the great hall, leaving the noise of the crowd and the insults begind him. Harry threw himself out of the doors of the castle.
In the clamour, no one noticed Cedric leave. When the teachers had finally restored order, he was long gone.
Harry pulled his cloak tighter onto himself, he didn't walk for long, before he thought of the only friend who would understand. He ran back to the castle and up.
Harry reached the owlery in what seemed like seconds, in his excited state. Looking around he saw the familiar white mass that was Hedwig. Walking slower, he approached her and stroked her gently. Hedwig responded by giving Harry a friendly nip.
"You are lucky Hedwig," Harry said softly, giving her a slitch scratch "I wish I could be as thoughtless, it's easy to be truthful when you are uncapable of lying. I really deserve to be punished for what I did, not rewarded."
// Life before game Harry, // Harry thought, // so obviously apparent and yet I decided to make that capture, how can I have a soul? //
Geeting up he walked over to one of the many access windows and sat on the ledge.
"I should be scared Hedwig, but I could fly, fly away, fly down to the end" Harry said out loud to himself. Harry leant foward not feeling able to stop himself.
As he fell foward a hand shot out and took hold of his shoulder. Harry was pulled back into the owlrey with a jolt.
"What the hell are you doing?" Cedric yelled, "you like to run don't you". These words cut into Harry like a scythe. He was stunned for a moment but composed himself.
"I don't see how you can talk, I don't want the damn attention, I don't see you taking a stand, have your damn name on it if you want!" Harry replied bitterly, "Are you scared of having attention, or do you like having something over me."
"Scared?!" Cedric spat, "You have no idea what it is like to not be recognized, I do well at all my exams and because of the fact I am in Hufflepuff, the ONLY reason, I get sidelined. My parents don't accept no for an answer, yeah ok, maybe I am scared, I'm scared I might live up to their expectations and make something of myself!"
"Don't give me that, pushy parent's or not, at least you know them!" said Harry, now shouting.
"Ohh that's right, lets play that one, I guess next you'll be saying 'I don't like saving the world but it is the price I have to pay', believe me Harry, I've heard about it before, no wait, I've read about it, yes, read about it!" Cedric said as he put himself in Harry's face.
Harry stopped dead at these words. Staring at Cedric he knew only to well the expression on his face, and what Cedric felt. Slowly a tear formed on Harry's face, Cedric released his gaze and walked over to a window and stared out.
"I didn't mean that Harry, I am just sick of being sidelined."
"Then why didn't you speak up?" Harry asked, putting his hand on Cedric's shoulder.
"I said to myself I would never go anywhere at the expense of others, you are just a victim of my over anxious conscience." With that Cedric turned to Harry.
Harry's and Cedric's eyes met, and neither could turn away. They drew closer, each searching the others eyes for what was coming. At that moment they both forgot, forgot about the school, their lives and everything else up to that point. They drew eachother in their arms and held tight.
"I understand, Harry," Harry whispered.
"I know we do" Cedric whispered back, more to himself.
Their heads turned, and they faced eachother with only their noses touching, staring into eachothers eyes. Cedric swallowed.
// Oh god, don't be too obvious, // Harry thought, before tilting his head slightly, and allowing Cedric to brush his lips softly over his.
Harry and Cedric both opened their mouths instinctively, both knowing it was right, however they would have thought before. Cedric's tongue ventured out a bit, then...
"Arghh!" shrieked Cedric "get it off". Cedric began batting at his arm.
"We are foward, aren't we." Harry said, and then noticed Hedwig, firmly attached to Cedric's arm.
"Geroff, Hedwig, I love you too," Harry said, laughing, and pulled Hedwig off Cedric. Hedwig flew up into the rafters with a snarl, as owly possible, were she sat looking ruffled and flummoxed.
"Harry, seeing as you love me, oh so very much," Harry turned bright red, "you have to promise me you won't say anything, please..." Cedric pleaded.
"No, I can't, you are right, you did the deed, the credit must be yours." Harry said, his face returning to it's serious state.
Cedric took one last look at Harry and began to open the trapdoor.
// I'll be glad to get rid of it, // thought Harry, as he watched Cedric dissapearing down the trapdoor, // sleep returns//...
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Chapter 2 "Breaking point"
After the initial excitement, everything returned to normal, even to the point Harry had forgotten to a certain degree, the events of that match. That was until one night, while the school was seated for dinner, Dumbeldore rose. Conversation dissappeared as all students regarded his figure.
Wizards and witches, a great matter must be attended to, as you are no doubt aware the Slytherin quidditch stand is being rebuilt. On that fateful match day we saw an act of bravery of the highest degree. I would like to call our very own Harry Potter to the front," Dumbeldore boomed in his usual, unusually soft voice. "For this action we know Spruce owes alot to this young boy, and Cedric too, I might add, who would have felt the full force of Spruce's weight on his head, had Harry not acted quickly."
Harry got up from his seat, and made his way, amid the cheers and applause from, towards the front.
As Harry reached Dumbeldore, Dumbeldore reached behind himself. Dumbeldore drew out a trophy, not the most amazing one he had ever seen but still enough to stir his natural inner most joy at being the center of attention. Before his eyes, his name was slowly appearing on the trophy in spidery writing.
"I think a hearty applause is warrented," proclaimed Dumbeldore "On this note I see it fitting to award 50 house points to Gryffindor house. With that he handed Harry the trophy, and gently turned Harry towards the school.
Harry stood facing the houses, his heart pounded and he was sure it could be heard, even above the din.
// This isn't right, // Harry thought, then, // Of course it isn't you idiot, you had no part to play in all of this. //
"I don't desrve this," he whispered to himself, then, "I DON'T DESERVE THIS!" He shouted, the school went quiet, thinking this was the start of a speech.
Someone in the Slytherin house yelled out "I would like to thank..." The school exploded once again at this.
Harry's eyes looked out over the school, at once he caught Cedric's eyes and saw no sign of anger or sadness, just nothing. Harry would have been comforted had he saw anger but the eyes of Cedric burned into him.
Harry spun around in forced the trophy back in to Dumbeldore's hands.
"I'm sorry, sir...' Harry muttered.
"No Harry, well done." Harry did not see the familiar twinkle in Dumbeldore's eyes, but those words comforted him and helped his descision.
Harry fled the great hall, leaving the noise of the crowd and the insults begind him. Harry threw himself out of the doors of the castle.
In the clamour, no one noticed Cedric leave. When the teachers had finally restored order, he was long gone.
Harry pulled his cloak tighter onto himself, he didn't walk for long, before he thought of the only friend who would understand. He ran back to the castle and up.
Harry reached the owlery in what seemed like seconds, in his excited state. Looking around he saw the familiar white mass that was Hedwig. Walking slower, he approached her and stroked her gently. Hedwig responded by giving Harry a friendly nip.
"You are lucky Hedwig," Harry said softly, giving her a slitch scratch "I wish I could be as thoughtless, it's easy to be truthful when you are uncapable of lying. I really deserve to be punished for what I did, not rewarded."
// Life before game Harry, // Harry thought, // so obviously apparent and yet I decided to make that capture, how can I have a soul? //
Geeting up he walked over to one of the many access windows and sat on the ledge.
"I should be scared Hedwig, but I could fly, fly away, fly down to the end" Harry said out loud to himself. Harry leant foward not feeling able to stop himself.
As he fell foward a hand shot out and took hold of his shoulder. Harry was pulled back into the owlrey with a jolt.
"What the hell are you doing?" Cedric yelled, "you like to run don't you". These words cut into Harry like a scythe. He was stunned for a moment but composed himself.
"I don't see how you can talk, I don't want the damn attention, I don't see you taking a stand, have your damn name on it if you want!" Harry replied bitterly, "Are you scared of having attention, or do you like having something over me."
"Scared?!" Cedric spat, "You have no idea what it is like to not be recognized, I do well at all my exams and because of the fact I am in Hufflepuff, the ONLY reason, I get sidelined. My parents don't accept no for an answer, yeah ok, maybe I am scared, I'm scared I might live up to their expectations and make something of myself!"
"Don't give me that, pushy parent's or not, at least you know them!" said Harry, now shouting.
"Ohh that's right, lets play that one, I guess next you'll be saying 'I don't like saving the world but it is the price I have to pay', believe me Harry, I've heard about it before, no wait, I've read about it, yes, read about it!" Cedric said as he put himself in Harry's face.
Harry stopped dead at these words. Staring at Cedric he knew only to well the expression on his face, and what Cedric felt. Slowly a tear formed on Harry's face, Cedric released his gaze and walked over to a window and stared out.
"I didn't mean that Harry, I am just sick of being sidelined."
"Then why didn't you speak up?" Harry asked, putting his hand on Cedric's shoulder.
"I said to myself I would never go anywhere at the expense of others, you are just a victim of my over anxious conscience." With that Cedric turned to Harry.
Harry's and Cedric's eyes met, and neither could turn away. They drew closer, each searching the others eyes for what was coming. At that moment they both forgot, forgot about the school, their lives and everything else up to that point. They drew eachother in their arms and held tight.
"I understand, Harry," Harry whispered.
"I know we do" Cedric whispered back, more to himself.
Their heads turned, and they faced eachother with only their noses touching, staring into eachothers eyes. Cedric swallowed.
// Oh god, don't be too obvious, // Harry thought, before tilting his head slightly, and allowing Cedric to brush his lips softly over his.
Harry and Cedric both opened their mouths instinctively, both knowing it was right, however they would have thought before. Cedric's tongue ventured out a bit, then...
"Arghh!" shrieked Cedric "get it off". Cedric began batting at his arm.
"We are foward, aren't we." Harry said, and then noticed Hedwig, firmly attached to Cedric's arm.
"Geroff, Hedwig, I love you too," Harry said, laughing, and pulled Hedwig off Cedric. Hedwig flew up into the rafters with a snarl, as owly possible, were she sat looking ruffled and flummoxed.
"Harry, seeing as you love me, oh so very much," Harry turned bright red, "you have to promise me you won't say anything, please..." Cedric pleaded.
"No, I can't, you are right, you did the deed, the credit must be yours." Harry said, his face returning to it's serious state.
Cedric took one last look at Harry and began to open the trapdoor.
// I'll be glad to get rid of it, // thought Harry, as he watched Cedric dissapearing down the trapdoor, // sleep returns//...
