The Dreams

After the second task Sirius wrote Harry a letter saying that he wanted to meet him, and Cedric, when another Hogsmeade visit rolled around. He wanted to talk to them about something important; Harry assumed their relationship. A month later the day arrived, but this time Harry and Cedric decided to go separately so no one would think they were on a date. Harry went by Dervish and Banges, without Ron and Hermione, and saw a familiar shaggy black dog with a newspaper in his mouth; and he noticed that it was the copy of the Daily Prophet that had the article about him and Cedric. Harry followed him to a cave where the mutt transformed into a man, and then they both sat on boulders in the cold, damp area.

"Hello Sirius. How've you been?"

"Ok, I guess." Sirius looked languid and pale. "Did you bring food for me?" Harry gave him a bag and he tore through it fiercely. "Enough about me though; I want to hear about you and Cedric. I know that Rita Skeeter writes some farfetched stories, but she can't fool with pictures," and as he said that Cedric entered the cave and plopped on a rock next Harry. "Hello, you must be Cedric," Sirius said while offering his hand. Cedric shook it, but then Sirius turned it over. "You and Harry both have gold rings… So it's true." Then Harry pulled Cedric away from him and held his love's hand. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because we're not going to come out until next year. And, I wasn't sure if you were going accept us."

"Of course I accept you two," Sirius replied. "You're my godson; I'll love you no matter what. Besides, I'm bi myself."

"What," Harry and Cedric said in unison.

"I'm bisexual, and so is Remus." The two still continued to gape at him. "We started dating in sixth year and stayed together until the night I was thrown in Azkaban. I'm sure he's found someone else by now though."

"He's hasn't," Harry replied, "and I know he still loves you. He seemed really pleased to see you last year… Too bad a full moon had to ruin the evening." The remark made Sirius frown.

"What are you two talking about," Cedric asked.

"I'll explain it all later love."

"Yeah… we had only one desire," Sirius continued, "that was to live happily together; but of course Wormtail joined Voldemort and ruined our lives, and yours." Cedric winced when he mentioned the Dark Lord. "I bet he's helping Voldemort. I bet he's the one who got you into the tournament!"

"Well, he is the only enemy I have, besides the Slytherins… But how could he have done it?"

"He probably has someone here at Hogwarts," said Cedric. "Who on Earth could it be though?"

"No idea… Lately I've been having these dreams about riding on an owl to a place far from here, to a house; and there he's talking with Wormtail. They're plotting no doubt!"

"We'll worry about that later," Sirius jumped in. "I want to hear more about you two's relationship. So… how is it?"

"It's… fantastic," Harry replied. "We only get to be alone a couple nights a week though."

"Are you two making love?" Harry nodded while the other boy's face became red. "Don't be shy Cedric; it's a beautiful thing. I'm really glad that both of you are in love and happy… What's going to happen after Hogwarts?"

"My father wants me to work with him at the Ministry," Cedric replied, "in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, but I don't want to; I want to play Quidditch."

"He's an excellent Seeker," said Harry. Cedric glanced at him and smiled.

"Not really… Anyway, I guess after I leave Hogwarts I could work in the Ministry. When Harry leaves we can get married and move into a flat, and I can tryout for a team. I would like to be with the Falmouth Falcons."

"I was thinking about Quidditch too! Cedric and I can be on the same team! We could take turns being Seeker!"

"I don't think it works that way babe. Plus, I really wanted to be a Beater. When I tried out for the Hufflepuff team they didn't pick me, but since no one else wanted to be the Seeker they allowed me to play. When we practice I play as Beater sometimes…"

"What if you two don't make it," Sirius interrupted. Abruptly Harry and Cedric gave him a perturbed look. "I'm sure both of you are great at Quidditch, but you need backup jobs. Cedric has the Ministry, but what are you going to do Harry?"

"I don't know. What did my dad do?"

"James was an Auror. You know about them right?"

"Yes, I know about them. But, if I become an Auror I won't be able to play Quidditch."

"Not professionally," said Cedric, making Harry chuckle.

"Don't get smart with me Ministry-Man." They laughed for a while as Sirius finished his food. He looked at the couple affectionately and grinned.

"I'll give you two some time to yourselves," said Sirius. Then he transfigured into a dog again and trotted out of the cave. Harry and Cedric still sat on the boulders gazing at each other.

"He's really nice," Cedric uttered.

"As nice as this?"

Harry leaned foreword and trapped Cedric's mouth. Their eyes closed, and then Cedric ran a hand through Harry's jet-black hair. They kissed more passionately as Cedric continued to grope him. They were lost for a moment, but soon Harry stopped. Then Cedric looked at him and smiled.

"No babe, not as nice as that."

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For Harry and Cedric time seemed to ebb quickly after the meeting with Sirius. The lovers decided to rendezvous in the Pit three nights a week; the gossip about them being boyfriends started to fade away. Each night in there they would talk, smooch, and then get naked. One night as they were kissing Harry suddenly pulled away from Cedric and rubbed his forehead.

"Are you alright," Cedric asked while holding him.

"Yes," replied Harry, "it's just my scar again. He's getting stronger everyday."

"Are you still having those dreams about flying on an owl?"

"Yes, but I don't want to have them. I would rather be dreaming of you." Soon Harry stopped touching his scar, and then he looked in Cedric's eyes. "It's over now love. Let's continue what we were doing."

They closed the gap between them and locked lips again. Harry had his arms around Cedric's neck; he gently pulled him to deepen the kiss. Cedric caressed Harry's back and slowly crept lower until he found his lover's butt. They stayed that way for a while and then ceased to breathe.

"You know what I'm going to do," Cedric started. "I'm going to do something to you so amazing that you won't have those dreams about You-Know-Who anymore."

"What are you going to do," Harry asked excitedly.

"I'm going to show you how to brew the Dreamless Sleep Potion."

"Oh," Harry replied glumly, "I thought it was going to be something else."

"I wasn't finished babe."

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One night Ron awoke to the sound of Harry screaming: "No, Cedric!" He looked to Harry, and he was sitting up, blankly staring, and panting. Ron went to Harry's bed and plopped down next to him. Then Harry embraced Ron, but he didn't hug back. "I had a nightmare about Cedric," he said with tears in his eyes.

"I thought the pretty-boy taught you to make the Dreamless Sleep Potion."

"He did, and I've been taking it for weeks now. I thought one night wouldn't hurt, but I was wrong."

"What happened? Did he become ugly?"

"No!… It- it was horrible. It started off with him… with him… let's just say that we were in the pool at the Pit. Suddenly a snake comes and pulls him into the water. It drags him into a hole at the bottom and I go after them. When I get to the other side I'm in the lake. Then I swim up and see Cedric lying on the ground… dead!" Harry sobbed onto Ron's shoulder and he patted Harry's back.

"It was just a dream Harry. I mean really, have you ever seen a snake swim?"

"You're not helping Ron!" Later Ron went back to his bed and fell asleep shortly after closing his eyes. 'Was the dream a sign,' Harry wondered. 'No… You're not going to die Cedric!' Then Harry took a sip of the potion he should've taken earlier and instantly started to snore with tears streaming down his cheeks……

Author's Note: I know that Harry didn't have that dream about Voldemort until later in the book.