This would be the next installment. Hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Luna or Cedric. Spoilers up until the fourth book.
She touched him first. It was something he hadn't thought she would do. It surprised him. Hell, it was just her hand on his cheek, but that was all he needed. Cedric didn't panic, he'd had too many girlfriends to panic, but she was…different.
He kissed her, she was a good two heads shorter than him, but he kissed her none the less, thinking that if his neck was going to kill him in the morning, it would be worth it. That kiss in the empty quidditch locker room turned from innocent to furious. Luna wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss considerably. Cedric had his hands up her shirt, while his shirt, Luna made disappear.
They were two years apart in age, she was in Ravenclaw, and he was in Hufflepuff. This wasn't allowed.
Skin slapped against skin as Cedric slammed her against one of the lockers. Luna pulled away from him, breathing heavily, and sweat sliding down her temple.
She had only wanted to tell him it wasn't his fault that, that Potter kid had fallen off his broom.