Blame the Yule Ball. Blame butterbeer. Blame the Prefect's Bathroom. Blame the fact that the Advanced Charms text book for N.E.W.T. students contained the lubrication charm. No matter what excuses they gave, the result was the same – Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory ended up in the bath tub that night, their dress robes strewn across the marble floor, forgotten, black cloth in stark contrast with the white stone, while they indulged in their most wicked desires. Ever since that night, they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Sometimes it was a quick kiss in an empty corridor, others it was a hand job or a blow job in an abandoned classroom after hours, but one thing remained constant – the burning lust they had for one another. They exchanged heated glances across the Great Hall during meals and from opposite sides of the Quidditch locker room before and after matches. Whenever they shook hands before a match, warm tingles ran over their skin at the contact. Green met grey as their eyes shared the secret, their secret, one they had kept for a year and would continue to keep for as long as possible. They knew it couldn't last forever. Cedric was a seventh year and it was already May.

The warm sun bathed the grounds of Hogwarts in its glow one Saturday, the day when the last Gryffindor/Hufflepuff match would take place. After that, the winner would face Slytherin in a match that would most likely decide the winner of the House Cup for the year. As much as Cedric wanted to win the House Cup during his last year at Hogwarts, he knew that he would have to play his best game to beat his boyfriend. Even though Harry was younger than him, the Gryffindor flew better than most of the other Quidditch players at the school. Harry had to eat breakfast with the team that morning, doing his best to cast a glare in Cedric's direction on his way by the Hufflepuff table. The brunette merely looked up at him and smiled mischievously, then returned to his breakfast. Harry took a seat beside Ron, who was looking and feeling nervous as he usually did before Quidditch matches.

"You'll be fine, Ron, don't worry. You always do brilliantly," Harry said, patting his best friend on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Thanks, Harry, it means a lot to me," Ron said.

He looked into Harry's eyes for a moment longer than necessary before quickly looking away, hoping Harry didn't notice his lingering gaze. Both teams ate quickly and made their way down to the Quidditch pitch, the stands already filled with fans, decked out in red and yellow. Harry spotted Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, wearing her lion hat, which was devouring a badger, all in the first row of the stands. The two teams lined up and shook hands. As Harry moved down the line and Cedric moved up, his stomach began to flip-flop a little. He looked up into Cedric's eyes as the older boy squeezed his hand tight, smirking. That look made Harry nervous. He tried to shake it off, and the shrill cry of the whistle and the roar of the crowd got his adrenaline pumping, driving away his anxiety. As he shot up into the air, he scanned the clear blue sky for the twinkle of the Snitch, but instead his eyes fell upon Cedric, over and over again. He told himself that it was a logical thing to do, since Cedric was chasing the Snitch, too.

The Gryffindor couldn't help but be transfixed by the flexing of muscles under fabric, the sheen of sweat on his forehead, the determined look on his face. Cedric had been hovering for a moment, when he suddenly shot directly upwards, presumably having seen the Snitch. Harry immediately followed, two blurred streaks of color rocketing up into the clear sky. The Hufflepuff side of the crowd roared as Cedric widened the gap between himself and Harry. Harry leaned all the way forward on his broom, his body parallel to the wooden handle as he desperately tried to gain speed. Just as he was catching up with his boyfriend, nearly side by side with the older boy, Cedric glanced over his shoulder at Harry with a smirk, his eyes twinkling mischievously. Within an instant, Harry felt his body grow hot and his cock unexplainably sprang to attention in his lap. In the seconds that Harry reeled in shock, Cedric snatched the Snitch out of the air, his strong fingers closing around the fluttering orb and a wide smile spreading across his face. They were so high up in the sky that the crowd down below couldn't see them, giving Harry the opportunity to scowl menacingly at Cedric the best he could.

"What the hell did you do?" he snarled, trying to ignore the heat pooling in his stomach.

"Just a little wandless magic, my love," Cedric replied. '

"A litte?! Where the hell did you learn a spell like this? I'm – "

"I know. Did you know that there's a book in the Restricted Section on sex spells?" Cedric asked, winking. With that, he flew down to the ground, Harry writhing in anger as he followed him.

"Oh, he will pay for this," Harry muttered as he watched the Hufflepuff team and fans crowded around Cedric in a frenzied celebration.

Harry knew that he would come up with some filthily evil sexual punishment to enact on his boyfriend later that night. For the moment, however, he had a raging hard on to deal with as he slouched back to the locker room. Angelina made a short speech to her team, saying that they always had next year to win the Quidditch Cup, which didn't console any of them much. After Angelina, Katie, and Alicia departed for the girl's locker room, the Hufflepuff boys burst in shortly after. Harry and the three Weasleys all gazed at them with jealousy and disdain. Cedric, catching Harry's eye, gave him a sympathetic look as he went to his locker. Harry tried his best to ignore him, quickly shucking his uniform and turning towards the showers. He couldn't help but let his eyes linger on Cedric as he watched the Hufflepuff captain undress, slowly revealing every inch of toned, slightly tanned skin from beneath his yellow and black robes. Harry swallowed thickly; he could feel the blood rushing to his groin, free for everyone to see, his member slowly hardening and rising between his legs. Cedric caught his boyfriend staring at him and deliberately stretched his arms high above his head, the muscles in his back flexing slowly. Harry bit his lip and whirled around, but smacked straight into Ron, who was shirtless and looking just as flustered as him. The redhead glanced down at his best friend's erection, his eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and awe.

"H-Harry…" Ron murmured. Without a word, Harry squeezed his eyes shut and wished that he could Disapparate right then and there. Shaking himself, he brushed past Ron towards the showers, completely unaware that his best friend was staring after him, sporting a similar bulge beneath the fabric of his uniform pants.

Harry turned the water on cold and hesitantly stepped under the frigid stream, taking deep breaths and willing his erection to disappear. He was anticipating Cedric's visit to his shower, and he wanted to try and maintain some semblance of the previous annoyance he felt towards the Hufflepuff. It was quite difficult for him to stay angry, however, when Cedric, dripping wet and still soapy, shoved aside the curtain of Harry's shower stall and smirked seductively at him.

"May I join you?" he asked. Harry forced a scowl.

"No…Bloody cheater," he snapped.

"But Harry…" Cedric pouted sexily, tilting his head to one side and his wet hair falling in his eyes. Harry gave an exasperated sigh and rolled his eyes, assenting to his boyfriend's request. He pulled the curtain wide to let him step inside with him, and in the few moments that the two of them were exposed to the rest of the locker room, he glimpsed Fred and George, shirtless, leaving the room, as well as another flash of red. Harry realized that it was Ron, who, for an instant, had peeked around his own shower curtain to look over at them, but quickly closed when blue eyes met green across the room.

"Cedric, I think Ron saw us," Harry whispered. Cedric quirked his eyebrow, intrigued.

"Really?" he said. "Well, then, maybe we'll give him something to think about while he's over there all alone in the shower."

Before Harry could react, Cedric dipped his head and pressed his lips fervently against the smaller boy's, drawing his tongue into his mouth almost immediately. Harry shuddered, slumping against the cool tile wall of the shower as the hot water crashed down around him. He wrapped his arms around Cedric's neck and arched up against him, moaning as their slick bodies rubbed together. It was delicious and dizzying and damning all at once. He knew that Ron could hear their panting and moaning over the sounds of the shower, but he didn't really care. Part of him hinted that he wanted Ron to know what they were doing. His cock, already swelling and hardening again, got even harder at the thought of Ron in the shower, touching himself to the sounds they were making.

"Ron," Harry whimpered. Cedric pulled back, smirking at him.

"Would you like him to join us?" the older boy asked.

"Yes!" Harry gasped. Cedric poked his head out of the curtain and called out to Ron across the way. The red-haired boy appeared from behind the curtain, his face flushed.

"Yeah, C-cedric?" Ron stammered. Cedric grinned broadly, turning on the charm; Harry knew from experience that it was impossible to resist the Hufflepuff's flirting.

"Why don't you come over here and join us? Harry and I are a bit lonely," Cedric purred. Ron's pale fingers clutched the edge of the curtain tight, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open a little. He gave the barest of nods and turned off the showerhead, stumbling across the locker room to join the other two boys. Once inside the warm dimness of the shower, he looked up at Cedric and down at Harry, obviously puzzled.

"Since when have you two…?"

"Since the Yule Ball," Cedric replied. He winked at Harry, who flushed deep crimson.

"How long have you…Y'know…" Harry murmured, glancing up at his best friend.

"A while, I guess…" Ron glanced around nervously, avoiding Harry's eyes.

"It doesn't really matter, does it? You're here now, so we should make the most of it," Cedric said mischievously.

Ron gave a small nod, moving away in the slightest from the over-eager Cedric towards his best friend. The two Gryffindors exchanged a glance and Harry smiled at him, then leaned up towards the red head and placed a light kiss on his pouty lips. A wave of heat coursed through Ron's body and he pulled the smaller boy flush against him. Harry was overwhelmed by the assault to his senses, Ron's arms around his waist and Cedric's entwining themselves around his chest from behind. His boyfriend's hardness pressed against his ass as the Hufflepuff laid kisses down his neck. Harry tilted his head back, moaning, and Ron followed, kissing down the other side of Harry's neck. The black-haired boy writhed between the two of them, his breathing heavy as Ron's erection rubbed against his inner thigh and Cedric's against his rear. He never thought anything could feel better than the things he did with Cedric, but this certainly did. He clutched the back of Ron's head, his fingers tangling themselves in the fiery locks, as the redhead moved downwards with his mouth. Meanwhile, Cedric nipped and bit and sucked at Harry's neck, finding all of his most sensitive spots and leaving blooming red marks on his pale skin.

"Ohhh!" Harry gasped when Ron's lips closed around one of his nipples.

He could feel Ron smirk against his chest before suckling on the little pink nub, rolling it under his tongue. Cedric sank his teeth into Harry's shoulder, drawing a harsh cry from the smaller boy, his body trembling. The Hufflepuff's hands found Harry's narrow hips and pulled him back against him. Ron let out a growl of disappointment and pressed himself closer to Harry. Cedric and Ron glanced up from their tasks to exchange a look. Harry whimpered, waiting anxiously.

"How far are we taking this?" Ron asked.

"As far as you want," Cedric replied.

"How far have you two gone before?"

"All the way, why?" Cedric said, a devious glimmer in his stormy eyes. Ron gulped, his eyes wide; if his cock hadn't been rock-hard before, it certainly was in that moment.

"J-just wondering…"

"It's fantastic, really. Wait 'til you hear all the noises Harry makes…He loves being on the bottom," Cedric whispered, his lips close to Harry's ear. His hand crept down to cup Harry's ass, giving a squeeze that made Harry shake with pleasure and anticipation. Ron pulled away and watched, his hand slipping down between his legs, as Cedric turned Harry to face the wall of the shower. The older boy lowered his head and licked a hot trail down his spine, Harry's body trembling beneath the caress. Ron fisted his cock, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight before him. Cedric glanced over his shoulder and chuckled softly at Ron's frenzied state.

"Why are you laughing at me, you git?!" Ron hissed, his eyes ablaze with lust and annoyance.

"Have you never done anything like this before?" Cedric asked, amused. Harry turned to face his boyfriend, giving him a punishing look and slumping against the wall of the shower.

"No, I haven't, now shut up and give me something to wank to!" Ron snapped.

Grey eyes met blue in a smoldering gaze and suddenly, to Harry's surprise, his boyfriend grabbed the redhead by the hair and pulled him into a violently passionate kiss. Cedric reached down between Ron's legs and gave his hardness a few rough strokes before Ron's body shuddered uncontrollably and he came all over Cedric's abs and hand. He moaned into the other boy's mouth, clutching at his shoulder in desperation as his body was wracked with tremors, the sticky white fluid splattering all over Cedric's lightly tanned skin. Cedric pulled away, giving the redhead a lopsided smile. Ron was gasping for breath as he slumped to the floor of the shower, the water washing over them growing cold since they'd had it running for so long.

Ron watched with hazy eyes as Cedric dropped to his knees in front of Harry and, parting his lips, drew Harry's length into his mouth. The aftershock of his orgasm still pulsed through him, dull throbs of pleasure racing through his body every few seconds. Harry tossed his head back, tugging at Cedric's wet hair as his boyfriend sucked hard on his cock, taking him deep in his throat. Harry felt the mouth pleasuring him contract around his length, making him moan loudly. Cedric knew his boyfriend was close, so he slipped his hand down between his own legs and touched himself. He heard Ron whimper behind them and suddenly he felt kisses being placed down his neck and shoulders, another pair of hands joining his own on his erection. Cedric groaned around Harry's cock, sending a wave of pleasure through the black-haired boy, and Ron, smirking, sank his teeth into Cedric's neck.

Cedric had to pull away and let out a harsh cry whimpering Ron's name against Harry's thigh. Ron took the opportunity to reach up and take his best friend's cock in his hand as well, Harry slumping to the floor to kneel before his boyfriend as Ron touched them both. Cedric tossed his head back to rest it on Ron's shoulder and Harry nuzzled against the brunette's chest as they panted and writhed against one another. Pumping in time, Ron worked the two boys into a state of ecstasy, teasing them almost to the edge and then pulling away. Harry was practically sobbing with pleasure, Cedric growling low in his throat. Finally Ron couldn't take it anymore and gave both of their erections a rough rub to the dripping head. Harry threw his head back and cried out as he reached his peak, his hips bucking up against Cedric, which in turn made the older boy groan and come as well. The two of them spattered each other's bodies with the thick liquid, Ron relishing in the feel of Cedric's muscular body writhing and contracting under him. Harry collapsed into Cedric's arms, the two struggling to slow their labored breathing. When they finally came back down to earth, Harry lifted his head and kissed Ron on the forehead over Cedric's shoulder.

"Join us again some time?" Harry whispered.

"Of course. Tell me the time and place and I'll be there," Ron replied with a wink.

"Now don't get too attached, Weasley, Harry is my boyfriend, remember?" Cedric said possessively.

"I know that, Diggory," Ron snapped as he dragged himself to his feet, his legs still feeling a little wobbly. He left the couple on the shower floor, scowling to himself as he dressed and he heard them exchanging whispered words and a few kisses before emerging. At least he would have something to wank to for the rest of forever.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the smuttiness...Reviews make me happy!!! :)