Updated this with all errors hopefully fixed.
Part 2: Consequences?
Cedric knew something was up with Harry all day. He was distant and would hardly make eye contact with him. In the afternoon Harry passed Cedric a note in class asking him to meet up that night in Harry's room. By the evening, Cedric was quite worried and dreaded what Harry needed to talk about.
They sat for a long time on the sofa in Harry's Prefect bedroom. Harry wouldn't look at Cedric still and Cedric was afraid.
"Harry," Cedric said concernedly. "Whatever it is, please just tell me."
"I hooked up with Malfoy," Harry said, staring straight ahead still.
"Oh..kay…" Cedric's posture changed from slouching on the sofa to sitting up. Harry had his full undivided attention. Cedric breathed deeply, trying to calm the churning in his stomach and the rising tightness in his chest.
Harry forced himself to look at Cedric, afraid of what he would see. He couldn't discern any conclusive emotions from his boyfriend's unsettled expression.
"Say something," Harry whispered, barely able to make a sound at all.
"I'm trying to figure out how I feel right now." Cedric said.
He tried to think about this new information but his thoughts whirling around his head too fast to process.
"Do you want to break up?" Harry asked, keeping his tone neutral.
That snapped Cedric right out of his disoriented state. "No, of course not!" he cried out, with absolute certainty and surprise. "Why? Do you?"
Harry's eyes betrayed the turmoil he was trying to hide from Cedric..
"No, I don't want to. It meant nothing and I immediately regretted it! But I've betrayed you, I thought you would want to end things with me." Harry's words were dripping in desperation. The thought of losing Cedric was too painful to imagine.
Cedric sat in thoughtful silence, studying Harry's face and his fidgeting hands. Then he looked to the fireplace. The flames licked away at the last log on the fireplace and faintly crackled.
After some thought, Cedric spoke finally.
"Harry, I really like you. And I'm glad you told me what you did. Things like this happen, and the fact that you're honest with me just confirms what I already know about you. You are a good person." He raised his hand gently to Harry's face and Harry leaned into the touch, closing his eyes. "And if you still want me," Cedric said, with a pause that prompted Harry to open his eyes. "... I'm yours."
"I don't understand," Harry said quietly. "How are you not angry right now?"
"Because I'm not a jealous person, Harry. I trust you, and I know what we have is real."
Overwhelmed by a swell of affection for the boy in front of him, Harry surged forward to press his lips to Cedric's. They parted slowly as Harry leaned back to take in Cedric's expression. Cedric put his hand on the back of Harry's neck and pulled him back to him. They kissed in a passionate, desperate way, slowly but deeply. Cedric gently lay Harry back on the couch and continued to kiss him. Soon it wasn't just a kiss, they devoured each other.
Cedric began to loosen Harry's tie. Still connected at their lips, Harry's hand joined Cedric's and he ripped the untied tie out from his collar and dropped it over the back of the sofa. Cedric grinned in his lazy sexy way and started to kiss down Harry's neck, savouring each taste of Harry's skin.
"Is this weird, to do this after I just told you that?" Harry asked breathlessly.
"I don't think so," Cedric said, still kissing Harry's neck. Then he sat up, pausing for a moment. "Do you think my reaction is weird?"
"I think you're very understanding, and clearly like you said, you aren't a jealous person. But yes I do think it a bit odd. But I'm not complaining. I feel even closer to you right now.." Harry gently pulled Cedric back down to him. "And I want you more than I ever have."
Cedric grinned and started to unbutton Harry's shirt. He would unbutton one button on Harry's school shirt and then kiss the newly exposed skin, open another, kiss, and repeated that until Harry's shirt was completely unbuttoned. By that time Harry was giggling as Cedric kissed and licked at his abdomen.
"Hey! That tickles!" Harry said, feeling Cedric's wavy brown hair trailing over his skin.
"Does it now?" Cedric teased, looking up at Harry devilishly. Still making eye contact, Cedric unbuttoned Harry's trousers and unzipped them. Harry lifted his pelvis to allow Cedric to pull them down and off. Even in the low light of the room, Harry's need was obvious.
Cedric mouthed at Harry's hardness over the grey fabric of his boxer briefs, blowing hot air against it. Harry squirmed and groaned slightly at the sweet pleasure of the heat. He pulled at the waistband of Harry's grey boxer briefs, exposing the start of Harry's trail of hair, and nuzzled into it. Then he put Harry out of his misery and released his aching cock from his underwear. He took it into his mouth, tasting Harry and feeling his own hardness straining in his trousers. Cedric moaned around Harry's cock and Harry moaned in return, thrusting slightly into Cedric's mouth.
Harry was already in such a state, that as Cedric licked and sucked, he came in no time at all. Cedric pulled away and Harry spilled all over his thighs and abdomen, moaning at the release.
After Harry's breathing returned to normal and he came back to his senses he opened his eyes and saw Cedric sitting back on his haunches, looking at him and palming his own erection through his trousers.
"Let me," Harry offered, reaching out. But Cedric nudged his chest back to lay down again.
"Stay just like that," Cedric told Harry, loving everything about how he looked right now. A warm tint to his face and lips, a sheen of sweat on his body and hair wet and curly from it. His underpants halfway down his thighs and his now soft dick resting in the semen that covered his crotch and abdomen.
Nodding, Harry watched as Cedric reached for his own hard cock and began to stroke it slowly while raking his eyes over Harry's post orgasm state.
It was one of the most erotic things Harry had even witnessed, his boyfriend coming undone masturbating to him. Harry sensually trailed his fingers through the cum on his abdomen and painted it up his body as he watched Cedric get closer and closer.
Then with a sneaky glint in his eye, Harry suddenly sat up and lurched forward, grabbing Cedric's butt, thrusting Cedric's entire length into his willing mouth. It was hot and soft and wet.
"Fuck," Cedric gasped out, trembling.
The surprise and intensity sent him quickly over the edge. With a groan Cedric was flooded with pleasure. His body and breath shuddered as he came hard into Harry's thirsty mouth.
Against school rules, Draco Malfoy was out after dark again. This time he was flying.
He couldn't sleep, couldn't relax, couldn't hardly breathe he was so anxious. The only friends he had didn't even feel like friends anymore, and didn't care to talk about classwork with Draco, let alone listen to how he was feeling. Desperate for something… Some relief, he'd gone out to the Quidditch pitch to fly.
After some time of zooming around the sky at top speed, Draco surprisingly felt significantly better.
He came down to land and as his feet touched the ground and he returned to gravity, so did all the thoughts come rushing back to weigh him down as well.
Why had that happened? Why did Potter leave? Why couldn't Draco do one thing right in his goddamn life?
Draco let out a painful sound. He was holding everything inside with no outlet, and it was overflowing now.
"Argh for Merlin's sake, give me a break!" Malfoy cried out, pleading with the whole universe to lessen his struggle. He fell to his knees and sat like that for a long time.
He felt absolutely, unequivocally, alone.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked Cedric. He felt so uncertain about the situation. He was happy things seemed to be good between them, but couldn't fathom how they could be good. He was used to stuff blowing up in his face; especially when it came to people he loved, Harry was all too familiar with loss.
"Honestly, I'm more surprised than anything. Malfoy? Really?" he teased.
"Shove off," Harry said, playfully pushing him, but Cedric laughed and pulled him in closer to kiss his forehead.
Harry pressed himself even closer into the embrace, smiled into Cedric's chest, then turned his head to rest sideways, staring at the dying embers of the fireplace. They lay there a while. Harry's eyes zoned out of focus. Thoughts of Malfoy filtered into his mind and his expression changed to one of less certainty.
That weekend was the Quidditch game between Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Both teams were so equally matched that the game was drawn out. Neither Slytherin or Ravenclaw's seekers were able to follow the snitch for more than ten seconds before losing it again. Needless to say, it was a frustrating game to watch. But it had some incredible tension as well, because just when one team seemed to be getting ahead, the other side rose up again.
Harry and Cedric sat together with Ron, Hermione and Luna. Luna, true to form, was dressed in a huge handsewn Raven head, decorated with blue strips of fabric and a big sharp shiny beak that had almost taken out three people's eyes already.
Thoughts of Malfoy infiltrated Harry's brain again and he wondered if he was watching the game.
Draco was watching, but he couldn't face an entire Quidditch match sitting with his so-called friends as they made horrible remarks with every breath they took. The masochist that he was, he chose another place to sit that was just as painful, but in a different way. He found a seat in the stand that Harry Potter and his friends had chosen. He felt drawn to Harry more than ever before and couldn't resist any opportunity to see him or be near him.
Draco didn't watch the game persay. All he could focus on was Potter and Diggory five rows in front of him, laughing, whispering in each other's ears. Harry's scarf kept coming undone in the wind and Cedric fixed it for the sixth time and Draco rolled his eyes. He had a sickening, twisted feeling of jealousy coming from his stomach and rising in his throat like bile.
Draco desperately wanted to tell Diggory what Harry had done that night in the corridor with him. He wanted to make a scene. Ruin the intimacy between the pair. But as much as he thought that would make him feel better, he was truly making an effort to change as a person this year, and he had enough sense to know that making trouble with Potter and his cronies was a bad move. The credentials between them, as leaders in the fight against The Dark Lord, meant they had more say in Draco's future than he himself had. It was only due to Harry, after all, that Draco was allowed to walk free and return to Hogwarts in the first place.
He hoped the entire game that Potter would turn around and see him, but he never did. When the game finally ended, with Slytherin winning by a mere 10 points, it was Cedric who noticed Draco at the back of the stand. He had stood up with Harry and was telling him how cute he looked all bundled up like that, when he saw past Harry's head: Draco, sitting alone and watching them.
Making eye contact with Malfoy, Cedric smiled and leaned in to whisper something in Harry's ear. He then leant down again to give Harry a kiss. Then he put his arm around Harry's shoulder and they walked out of the stand together.
Oh no so much angsty. Review please! Gives me the motivation to keep going!