Disclaimer: I own nothing that is the Harry Potter canon. J.K. Rowling is an excellent woman to give myself the characters to play with, and will return when done. I only own the plot, and nothing else.
It was the day of the Christmas Feast before all students would be heading off to Hogsmeade station to go home for the holiday. That is, every student except for two. Cedric Diggory would be staying at the school due to his father's work; Amos Diggory needed to go to Romania during the holiday to address regulations and laws of dragons. Oliver Wood would also be staying at the school. "Ollie, you don't have to stay here with me honestly, I'll be okay," Cedric whined to the Gryffindor. Oliver chuckled at the boy; they were currently in the Room of Requirement before the feast. "Ced, don't you worry. I didn't want to leave you here alone. Besides, we get to spend Christmas together," Oliver reassured his Hufflepuff boyfriend. Oliver had given his parents the excuse that he wanted to spend his last Christmas as a Hogwarts student at the school.
Cedric blushed slightly, and turned his face from Oliver. He didn't want to make Oliver do something he didn't want to do, though it did make him incredibly happy that he wouldn't be the only student at Hogwarts during the holiday, and to spend it with his boyfriend would be incredibly better. He was blushing particularly at the reference of them spending the holiday together. Cedric began to think of it being their first Christmas. It made Cedric believe there would be more firsts, and then seconds, and he let his mind wander. Oliver noticed the day dreaming look in Cedric's eye and grasped him by his chin with his thumb and finger, "Knut for your thoughts dear?" Cedric blushed again, and admitted, "It's nice, knowing you'll be here, and it will be our first Christmas." Oliver kept a straight face, though the idea of there being more holidays spent together caught him off guard.
Though Oliver loved the pace at which his and Cedric's relationship was moving he was also worried about what was to happen after his graduation. Sometimes he felt as though he wasn't as serious about this relationship as Cedric was, and that made him feel extremely guilty. Though Oliver had plans to play for a National Quidditch team, he didn't place Cedric along in those plans whatsoever. He knew Cedric felt strongly towards him, he couldn't admit to himself that he felt he same way about him. He enjoyed making Cedric happy and to ensure the success of the relationship, but it seemed only in the here and now, and not in the future. Cedric pushed Oliver out of his internal battle, and asked, "You all right Ollie?" Oliver placed a smile on his face and said, "Yes, of course, sorry, zoned out a bit." Cedric smiled, and leaned over the couch to give the Gryffindor a peck on the lips. "We had better get going to the feast before the corridor is filled with students," he whispered against Oliver's lips. Oliver sighed, and responded, "You're right, up you git," and grabbed at Cedric's sides to tickle him.
While Cedric was howling with laughter, he tried to reprimand the Scottish boy for his insult, "Git!? You called me a git!?" But he couldn't continue to his act of being upset; it was normal for them to pick at one another to get a rise out of the other. Oliver chuckled and pressed Cedric into the couch and laid over him, "Yeah, but you're my git," and with that gave him a sweet kiss. They both arose and headed towards the exit to get themselves to the Great Hall in a reasonable fashion. They looked around the corridor to ensure one could leave without being caught. Oliver made the move to leave first, but Cedric grabbed his hand and said, "Good bye kiss?" Oliver made a slight frown at his request, and replied, "Later, people could be coming at any moment," and left without looking back. Cedric was taken aback by the action; Oliver had become a bit distance since their Hogsmeade Station encounter and the Hufflepuff was curious what was wrong with him. "I suppose I'll have the holiday to figure out what's going on with him," Cedric thought to himself.
The feast was fantastic as usual, the house elves of the kitchens outdoing themselves as usual when it came to holiday feasts. In due time, students filtered out of the Great Hall since they would be leaving first thing in the morning. Cedric and Oliver had already discussed waiting until the next day to meet; both went to their separate dormitories and said their goodbyes to their housemates who were leaving for the holiday. As the next morning came, Oliver followed the path to the Hufflepuff dormitory at the appropriate time that all the students were to be gone. He approached the still life portrait, and waited patiently while Cedric came to bring him into the common room. "Come on in dear," Cedric stated while grabbing Oliver's hand into the entry. Oliver walked in and instantly felt warmth and comfort. The Hufflepuff common room was, of course, empty, but was similar to the Gryffindor common room. The big difference was the house colors of black and gold adorning the room.
"So, should we stay in the common room? Or head towards the fifth year dormitories where I stay?" Cedric inquired, while biting his lip. Oliver smiled, let out a low chuckle, and said, "It's still bloody early, how about we take a nap?" Cedric sighed, and directed his boyfriend towards his rooms. They entered, the fifth year dormitory adorned with yellow and black, as one would expect. There were a few beds lined in a circular pattern, similar to the beds within the Gryffindor dormitories; except for black curtains for around the bed, yellow sheets and black pillows. Once Cedric and Oliver crossed the threshold of the dormitory, Cedric grabbed Oliver's hand, entangled their fingers, and led him towards his bed. Around Cedric's bed were posters of famous Quidditch players, trinkets and presents that must have come from his mom and dad, and other odds and ends on his bedside table.
Cedric sat down on the side of the bed, and moved towards the middle, sitting with his back against the headboard. He moved to the farthest end and patted the side next to him, "Care to join me?" he inquired, with a small smirk on his face with a blush creeping through his cheeks. Oliver chuckled, and in the back of his mind never thought something this cheesy could be so adorable. Then again, he thought he'd never be in a situation like this, with another bloke. He climbed in, and sat in a familiar position as Cedric did. They sat in silence for a moment, somewhat of an awkward silence. It became apparent that since they had time to be alone without worrying of someone walking in on them, they quite didn't know what to do with themselves. Oliver's mind began to spin, and he became a little tense. The guilt starting to creep up on him again, he had been thinking even more that there was no way for this relationship to continue. How would it work? Oliver leaving school and Cedric would still be in school for two more years. Oliver didn't expect for them to go public, not like Harry and Draco.
Cedric noticed Oliver being a bit distant, and he reached over to grab his hand, and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Ollie, relax. I'm a bit nervous too; I've never had this opportunity with you. To be a little free, not to worry, and I'm a little unsure what to do at this moment. But I just want to spend it with you, regardless of how," he admitted, unable to really look into the eyes of the boy beside him. Cedric was incredibly nervous, unsure of how to play it cool sort of speak. Oliver smiled, and acted without thinking; when he was around Cedric he could truly just be himself and not have to over think anything he did. He could just…be. He grabbed the chin of the younger boy, moved his face towards his in order to gaze into the grey eyes he'd come to appreciate without knowing it for sure, and chuckled. "Ced, you're talking too much, but I'm sure I can cure that."
With that Oliver moved to close the gap between them, and before the space was closed, Cedric gasped audibly, and he felt the soft lips of the older boy against his. In that moment, neither had to think, analyze, or worry; all they had to do was feel. Cedric melted into the kiss immediately, feeling the same feeling he did every time him and Oliver were this close. He felt like every part of him was alive, and he reveled in it. He brought his hand up to cup the cheek of the boy before him, and placed his hand behind the boys' head to bring him even closer. Oliver followed the direction of being pulled, and eventually Oliver was eventually over Cedric, between his legs, and Cedric was lying under him, both enthralled in the feeling of being this close to each other without having to worry of anyone interrupting. Oliver continued his onslaught of the sweet, soft lips that belonged to the Hufflepuff, running his hands over his chest and shoulders, and eventually bringing his hands to the face of the boy below him. He pulled away for just a moment for much needed air, and he gazed into the face in between his hands.
The long lashes over the high cheeks of the boy, the beautiful skin, and the red swollen lips from their snogging. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his entire life, he realized. It bothered him slightly, but he pushed that feeling away. He had to admit he did enjoy this, the times they spend together, and how he felt being in the arms of Cedric. He smiled, kissed each of Cedric's closed eyelids, and moved to lie down next to him. Cedric opened his eyes to look at Oliver, confused. The Scottish boy chuckled, and opened his arms, stating, "I am tired Ced, let's take a nap, I promise you I'll be energized when we wake up. But for now, I think we both could use some rest, and we have time." Cedric smiled wide, realizing they would be sleeping for the first time together in his bed, without a time restraint. He moved into the strong, warm arms and laid his head against his shoulder. Oliver encircled Cedric against him, feeling so content and warm at this moment. He kissed the top of his head, and rested his cheek against the spot and drifted off quickly into sleep. Cedric was awake for a moment longer, enjoying the sparks and butterflies he was feeling. He thought to himself before took him over, "I love you Oliver, and you will know, soon enough." With that, he kissed the chest of the boy he was upon, closed his eyes and feel into a peaceful slumber.
After a long hiatus, I have returned to update more! To those who have been following the story and waiting anxiously, please accept my apologies. School, work, and my other obligations have kept me quite busy this semester. But with Christmas Break upon us, leaves me time to sit back, relax, and write, which I've been missing! This chapter was somewhat of a lead up to more fun, I promise. The next chapter should be pretty steamy, with the boys able to be alone and do whatever their hearts desire, why the hell not?
Please, review if you can! Thank you all in advance, and let me know what you think!
Much love,
- D.R.