"Morning" Queenie smiled, entering the kitchen of the Diggory on the morning of the 22nd of August-the day of the Quiddicth World Cup that Cedric had invited her to attend with him and his father. Since leaving Hogwarts in mid June, Queenie had grown a little more but not much and her hair had lengthened. Had her hair been straight it would have been a bob cut, however the fact her hair was wavy/curly meant her hair line sat closer to ears and compact her head in large ringlets (A/N: Like Scarlet Johansson in the Dolce and Gabbana campaign for 'The One' fragrance). Queenie has already dressed for the event in high waisted, denim, coral, short, bum shorts, a plunging v-neck lined white linen long sleeved shirt that showed a lot of her ample cleavage but still kept her looking chic. It was loose fitting top with coral sequins lining the rims of the neck line and hand holes. On her feet she was wearing of nude coloured, slip on flats.

"Morning dear" Mrs Diggory replied and Queenie went to the cupboards raiding them for a suitable morning snack-she hated eating heavily before long journeys. Queenie had been to the Diggory's multiple times before like Cedric had with her house and their parents treated their' respective child's partner as one of their own brood.

Queenie bent over to look in the bottom cupboards when she felt a cheeky tap on her bum.

"Cedric!" His mother hissed, nearly joking on her morning tea as Queenie whipped round to face him. Cedric looked this morning, Queenie noted as glanced over his outfit quickly. He was wearing his trade mark slouchy skinny jeans that were made from dark denim, horizontally striped, long sleeved rugby style top in a deep and lighter blue (the shades alternating each stripe) with a green fabric jacket over the top and black, high top, canvas converse.

"Mr Diggory, when are you going to learn that I'm not the kind of girl who will let you touch her arse unless she can get a feel back" Queenie sassed him, raising and eyebrow before Cedric darted off, Queenie darting after him trying to grab and pinch at his bum.

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After a quick slice of toast and another cleaning of their teeth, Mr Diggory, Cedric and Queenie set off to Stoatshead Hill to find the Portkey and Weasleys. Mr Diggory was walking in front, trying to navigate a huge muggle map that was blowing about in the wind. Cedric and Queenie were strolling a little behind him, basking in the lovely summer weather.

"… that means you'll be shopping for your school supplies on your birthday!" Cedric exclaimed. One his arms around Queenie's waist and his hand in her back pocket while the other hand had a hold of Queenie's plain canvas tote bag.

"Yeah but I'll be with you so it's fine" Queenie assured both her arms wrapped around the front and back of his waist, her head resting on his shoulder.

"And you'll be with me in the evening, so that's doublet fine" Cedric smirked, teasing her

"Yep … I actually can't wait for that, even if does mean wishing school to come around faster" Queenie shrugged but a blush flamed her cheeks at her confession

"Little one regardless of how long we've been together on the night of your 16th we don't have to do anything if you're not ready"

"I'm ready"

"Are you sure, I don't want you thinking that you have to do this to keep us together, worried I'll run off with a girl who's ready to do everything and anything" Cedric assured her

"Ced I'm ready! Hell, I've been ready for the last two years just not legal" it was now Queenie's turn to assure him.

Once they reached the meeting point where they to wait for the Weasleys, Cedric and Queenie climbed up a nearby tree to 'search' for the Portkey. In reality they were just up their chatting about the upcoming Quiddicth game and their' predictions for what was going to happen.

"Arthur!" They heard Mr Diggory shout and took it as their' que to begin the climb down.

"It's about time, son!" Mr Diggory added as Mr Weasley, (most of) his family, Harry and Hermione.

"Sorry Amos … Some of us had a bit of sleepy start" Mr Weasley turned to glare at Ron and Harry.

"This is Amos Diggory everyone … He works with me at the ministry" Queenie and Cedric heard Mr weasley, Arthur say as he shook Amos's hand. Cedric moved, jumping down first.

"And this strapping young man must be Cedric, am I right?" Mr Weasley added, shaking hands with Cedric.

"Yes sir" Cedric answered.

"Ced … a little help?" Queenie called and Cedric whipped round, his arms outstretched, catching Queenie as she jumped down. The Weasley children, Harry and Hermione were all a little shocked, despite having knowing Queenie since their first year they'd hardly ever or never seen her and Cedric together. Hermione and Ginny were shocked because of Cedric's attractiveness. Ron and Harry because of the sheer material of Queenie's top with its daring neck line, which combined left little to imagination. Fred and George were shocked for partly the same reason as Ron and Harry but also the fact Cedric was there and they were still slightly bitter about the events of the Hufflepuff vs Gryffindor game last school year.

"There you go, little on" Cedric smiled, steadying her on her feet and kissed her forehead, evoking a awe and a squeal from Hermione and Ginny and the Weasley Boys and Harry just rolled their eyes.

"And this is Cedric's significant other Queenie Askoy … Merlin's beard! You must be Harry Potter!" Amos exclaimed, surveying the party who Arthur has arrived with.

"Yes sir" Harry replied politely

"Great, great pleasure" Amos said, shaking Harry's hand

"Pleasure to meet you too, sir" Harry agreed. Amos then went on to make a massive speech on how Cedric had beat him in the Quidditch game, last year. This provoked a groan from Cedric who hid his face in the back of Queenie's shoulder, as she was stood with her back flush to his front, his arms tangled around her waist.

"Dad" Cedric chastised

"It was a accident Amos, the Dementors attacked him" Queenie explained softly

"For the a thousandth time" Cedric added but Mr Diggory still continued to press the issue.

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Arthur and Amos fronted the group, Fred and George behind them, Cedric and Queenie walking as they were earlier (this action provoking a 'he's so dreamy' 'and cute' exchange between Hermione and Ginny) and then Ron, Harry, Ginny and Hermione flanking up the back.

"Over there" Mr Diggory called out after seemed like hours of walking. The group quickly exchanged glances before jogging hastily towards it.

"Shall we?" Amos asked

"We don't want to be late" Mr Weasley added, when they reached the Portkey, an old boot.

"Get yourself into a good position" Mr Weasley ordered the teens as they in a circle around the boot

"Why are they all standing round that manky, old boot?" Harry asked

"It's not any manky, old boot mate … Fred began the explanation

" … it's a Portkey" George finished

"Time to go" Amos shouted over the chatter.

"What's a Portkey?" Harry asked, laying down, looking the boot which the others were grabbing.

"Ready, after three" Mr Diggory said, and began to count:

"1 … 2 …"

"Harry!" Mr Weasley exclaimed and Harry grabbed the boot

" … 3!" Mr Diggory shouted and suddenly they were spiralling through the air as if trapped in a cylinder. The speed was intense and the air resistance and friction caused their' skin to tingle.

"Let go kids!" Mr Weasley shouted

"What?!" Hermione exclaimed

"Let go" he repeated. Queenie and Cedric shared a glance, grasping each other's free hand and simultaneously letting go. They were the first to accept the free fall, barley catching a glimpse of the others silhouettes plummet away from the boot.

Fred, George, Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny hit the earth with a thump and a groan. As they were recovering they looked up to see Mr Weasley, Mr Diggory and Cedric strolling through the air towards them. Queenie was also with them, she was being held by Cedric in a piggyback so he could ensure she wouldn't get any cuts or bruises.

"I bet that cleared your sinuses" Mr Weasley joked as him and the other three landed. Cedric lowered Queenie down his hands stroking her thighs as he did so. He glanced at her cheekily and winked, earning him a light slap on the arms from Queenie before she walked off, helping the others up.

Cedric helped Harry up and received a courteous 'thanks' before jogging to catch up with Queenie. Once he reached her, much like that fateful day in Hogsmeade, he used her waist as leverage to bring her close to him, pushing their bodies together before her wrapped his arms around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder. Cedric rested his hands in her front pockets, her hands resting on his lower arms as she tilted her head towards his.

They continued walking awhile longer after a humiliating and rather awkward encounter with muggle land owner, Mr Roberts, they finally got to the tents.

"Well kids, welcome to the Quiddicth World Cup!" Mr Weasley exclaimed looking as the camping site that was a buzz of activity and chatter. The group slowly navigated the tents, marvelling at the various things on show.

"Parting of the ways, I think old chap" Mr Diggory said in the midst of the heaving campsite to Mr Weasley.

"See you at the match" Mr Weasley replied and the two shook hand

"See you at the match" Amos repeated back before Mr Weasley repeated the same thing to Cedric and Queenie before the three of them took off in a different direction.

"Bye Queenie!" They heard Fred, George, Harry and Ron yell in a trance like tone.

"Bye boys!" Queenie turned her head, calling back

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Mr Diggory had booked two seperate tents, one for him and one for Cedric and Queenie. When asked why Amos claimed he didn't want to be in the same tent if those two were going to be 'going at it like rabbits', the comment evoking a deep blush from both teens.

So now Cedric and and Queenie were alone and currently playing the muggle game 'too hot' on one of the sofas in the large tent. Cedric had heard her and Rita gossiping about it and was curious to try, wanting to know how long he'd last as he knew he'd crumble, just not sure when.

The two had been kissing softly and slowly for about 5 minutes, neither wanting to waste their aces immediately. Cedric slipped his tongue past her sweet small lips and inside her mouth. Their' tongues met and began to caress each other. Twisting, curling and intertwining their' tongues they sighed content lay into each others mouths. Queenie lightly sucked on his tongue and nipped at his lower lip, pulling it slightly into her mouth. Her hands moved to grab the back of Cedric's neck but her self control overruled her teenage urges and she stopped herself.

Queenie felt Cedric smile against her swollen lips. She wanted to win, to show Cedric she was able to resist him longer than he could her. Cedric sucked at her sucked lip before encouraging her tongue into his mouth where he bit down on it lightly. His small action enchanted Queenie's hands and they took on a life of their own. Queenie's cool fingertips skimmed Cedric's thigh, who immediately pulled away and thrusted a fist into the air as he stood up.

"Victory for Diggory!" Cedric whooped, grinning.

"Oh hush you!" Queenie's face screwed up in mock anger as she stuck her tongue out at him.

"I win … I win … I win" Cedric childishly chanted, jumping around the room . Queenie rolled her eyes before a sly idea struck her. She pounced on Cedric, sending them both crashing to elegantly to floor with minimum noise and pain.

"Now whose winning?" She purred in Cedric's ear and he gulped-the images of the intimate night they'd shared before while his parents had been at a posh dinner for ministry workers rushing through his brain. They had devoured each other at least 5 times each and engaged in 3 or more sessions of clothes intimacy.

Now however, Queenie had just planted her lips on his and the two engaged in a passionate, sensual and fierce kiss and as the kiss gradually began escalate (both participants caressing and squeezing the other in their' most private areas) they shredded clothes until they were both nude. Queenie suddenly sat up, straddling his excited crotch and reached into her bag, searching for something.

"What?" Cedric whined, his head rolling back.

"Colloportus" Queenie cast a longing spell pointing her 10 inch cherry wood wand with phoenix feather core that was yielding at the tent flaps.

"Silencio" Queenie added before dropping her wand back into her bag which she tossed across the room.

"S-Shit … i-it's st-i-ill so sensit-ti-ive…" Cedric deducted when he wrapped his hand around himself, giving his manhood a couple of slow strokes.

"Last night still effecting you, ey?" Queenie winked, her voice cheeky but her action seductive as she brushed the pads of fingers over the top of Cedric's length provoking a loud hiss from him as his body shuddered.

The sight of Cedric pleasing himself so deliberately, his eyes screwed up tight, lip trapped between his teeth and hair all dishevelled proved to be a wonderful sight indeed. Despite both teens having not recovered from from the day previous, their bodies sore Queenie still ran her hands over his clammy muscled torso. Her hands swept over his shoulders and chest, scraping her pointer fingers nails over his nipples.

Cedric gave her a look that was a combined pleasure and raw need to relieve himself. Queenie unable to resist brought her fingers up along his neck, skirting over his racing pulse-points, chiseled jawline before she cupped his cheek in her small palm. She lent down placing another searing kiss of intense heat and passion on to his mouth. Cedric jerked his head up to meet her kiss and returning the kiss eagerly. His tongue needy and searching whilst their' swollen lips moulded together.

Cedric eventually composed and collected his will power-starting to pleasure Queenie before she went to far and he wouldn't be able to deny her pleasure.

"C-Ced?" Queenie questioned pulling away as Cedric slowly inserted one finger into her slit like opening making her jump slightly. He drew his finger out before reinserting four and now it was her time to moan out loudly. She whimpered and squealed with every movement he made. Cedric slowly and carefully pushed his thumb deep into her core, allowing her time to adjust to feeling before he actually began to fist. Cedric's hand was buried inside her and both he and Queenie could feel her approaching release.

"C-Ced! C-ERGH!" Queenie moaned after several minutes with his fist twisting and curling inside if her slowly, giving her extreme pleasure. She could see him smirk as her thighs clamped to a painful tightness around his hand, trapping it inside of her when she relieved herself before falling limp against his chest.

After regaining her breath (Cedric's hand still fast in her) she pulled herself up to see him stroking himself. His hips twitched and bucked as the flushed, leaking top of his manhood disappeared and reappeared from the clamp of his unoccupied hand.

"L-little-e on-ne" Cedric called softly while his voiced cracked. Queenie smashed her lips onto his pouring as much emotion as she could into their kiss as she could while Cedric seemed to have forgotten about his hand fast deep inside her. Cedric panted, letting out little vulnerable moans into her mouth while he returned her kiss like it was his soul lifeline. Queenie ghosted her hand down and around so it was underneath his manhood. She took a gentle hold of his balls, kneading them, rolling them in her palm as she scraped her nails over the skin, occasionally pinching them.

"Mer-Merlin … lit-ittle one" Cedric shuddered at his lover's actions. He tilted his head back onto the plush rug where he let out a strangled, ruptured groan. Queenie kissed his collarbone, before she trailed her tongue down, his torso arching towards her. She let her tongue roam to his nipple and drag her teeth over it while simultaneously squeezing his balls and that drove Cedric's hand to move quicker around himself and his other one pressing deeper into Queenie who could feel her stomach clenching as she got riled up again.

"G-God sa-akes … Shit, lit-tle one-e I … I can't … it won-n't" Cedric cried out in what sounded like pain, causing Queenie to quickly look at him, to ascertain if was ok.

"What is it, Ced? What's wrong?" Queenie asked, cupping his cheek, worry filling her eyes.

"It's n-not eno-ough … I can't-t! I need …" he groaned his brows furrowed in frustration while his chest heaved and his eyes began to tear.

"Ssh, Ced, ssh. I'll help you" Queenie cooed giving him a comforting smile.

"Please" Cedric breathed out in a pitiful way, utter desperation lacing his voice and evident on his face.

Queenie went to move down to straddle his knees but Cedric shook his head adamantly.

"J-just tu-urn … please" he begged and she obliged, flipping to straddle him backwards her bum facing him and his hand never dislodging itself from deep inside her as she did. Her mouth closed around him and he bucked his hips straight away with such force she had to pull away while he composed himself.

"Sorry," he muttered his teeth gritted. One of his hand ploughing through his hair and gripping the sweat dampened strands as a measure to calm himself as she tried again at a slower pace. Queenie took as much of him as she could, relaxing the throat so he could slip right down. Cedric gave a throaty groan from behind Queenie. Both his hand that was splayed between her shoulder blades and hand that was in her shaking as she continued to suck his manhood in long, thick contractions.

Cedric was so sensitive and overstimulated that everything Queenie did meant a whimper or groan slipped past his parted lips. His hips raised and his legs thrashed restlessly. Queenie then turned her attention to his balls-using every trick in the book to get them burning with desire to be relieved. She made sure he was thoroughly in her wet, warm saliva as she gave him long, wet licks, sucking deeply as her cheeks hollowed and one of her hands squeezing, pumping and twisting around him. Queenie felt the minuscule spasms of his stomach muscles, alerting her that his end was approaching. Cedric's loud, gravelly and constant whines spurred her on, through her jaw ache. Queenie knew he needed something sensual to tip over the edge. Knowing how badly he needed it and how he always exceeded her needs she so sucked his manhood much like a suckling baby. His head started to thrash around while his body writhed in pleasure that caused his muscular thighs to tense.

Queenie let her small fingers press into the soft fleshy spot of skin right behind his balls that cause Cedric to let out a husky voiced shout and his hips bucked fiercely. He suddenly started chanting Queenie's name and nick name like a holy prayer or mantra. Cedric's body wracked with tight convulsions and he jammed his fist deeper than he'd ever done before into Queenie's centre causing her to release, her fluid splattering in his stomach. Queenie's unexpected but still mind blowing climax caused her to bite down lightly on Cedric's manhood which was enough to tip him of the bring.

Queenie was vaguely aware during her earth shattering release Cedric's hand on her back, moving to slip round her front and pulling her off his length just as he released. Queenie despite being in the midst of her own ecstasy induced journey and being pulled away from his manhood, she still managed to stroke him through it. After a long release Cedric finally removed hand from inside Queenie, who was using the back of her hand to wipe her face clean. Cedric's breathing is so laboured that she worried for minute that he might need a muggle inhaler.

"Ced? Are you okay?" Queenie asked concerned, her voice croaky as she flipped herself back round so she was straddling his waist while facing him again. She rested her weight on her arms that were leaning on Cedric's torso. She captured his hips, tracing patterns onto them in a calming gesture.

"Um-hum …" he hummed and Queenie frowned

"I can't know you're ok if I don't hear your voice" she pressed gently.

"I'm fine, little one" his voice shook in time with the rest of his body

"You just … that was … I can't …" He wiped his eyes, removing the few tears that were escaping and running down his face. Queenie carefully eased yourself down, tilting her body and fitting herself close to his side. She rubbed her thumb gently under one of his eyes and catching some of the salty tears on the pad of it.

"Was it … intense?" She asked quietly.

"That's one way to put it" he let out an utterly exhausted laugh his voice gravelly. Cedric's arms wrap limply around her tugging weakly as was too spent to actually pull her into his chest like he usually did. Their lips met in a weak kiss-it was nothing more than the touching of lips.

"You two might want to start to get showered and ready now-match is in about 90 minutes" Mr Diggory called suddenly causing both teens to flinch.

"Will do dad" Cedric called, his voice still hoarse.

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Having changed back into their' original outfits after showering, Cedric and Queenie gel hands as they walked up the steps to the top box, where they'd be watching the game from. Amos was leading the way, talking to all sorts of people on his way up while Cedric and Queenie kept their conversation hushed-not because it was private discussion just because it was a more intimate way to talk.

"Oh look, well if it isn't Golden boy and the Hogwarts princess! What a surprise" Draco teased when they reached the box, causing all attention to fall on them.

"Not today Malfoy" Queenie said, her voice quiet and shocked that left the other Hogwarts students (and Percy and Charlie) shocked. Queenie and Cedric took seats on the furthest back stand. The two sat cuddled together, Cedric playing with Queenie's hair as she messed with the hem of his t-shirt.

They watched the entire game like this, not saying a word, communicating their affections through gestures, caresses and looks. Hermione and Ginny glancing over several time and whispering not so subtly about how cute Cedric was and how they'd kill to be Queenie and what it would be like to be in such an intense but loving relationship. All the boys, including the 3 older Weasley brothers and Draco, complimented Queenie on her new hair to which she smiled and thanked them.

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The game was over now and it was dark, but the nigh was still young for Queenie and Cedric. They were partying with Irish (after getting permission from Amos). After 3 or 4 festival plastic beer cups of Berry Ocky Rot both teens were slightly drunk-not enough to loose their inhibitions but enough to get giddy. They were currently Irish dancing with the other supporters of the winning side.

Queenie had acquired an Irish team scarf, and Irish flags painted on her cheeks. She also got the owning address for 3 Irish and 2 Bulgarian players (including Krum) who'd approached her when they'd gone to get drinks-Cedric wasn't bothered by the gesture as he knew Queenie never would and it was amusing to see her try to gently let down persistent, Quidditch players who weren't used to being turned down. Cedric was obviously prepared to step in if one tried something but thankfully they did not.

Cedric now had a leprechauns hat that was part of the Irish's merchandise and was covered in a green powder that a female Ireland fan had cracked over him claiming it was for the 'most beautiful people'. This made Cedric blush and Queenie laugh.

The two dancing. Spinning around, tapping their feet and clapping their hands while holding a drink in one hand (needless to say there had already been many spillages). A sudden scream ripped through the air and then one scream became two, which became three and four. Soon everyone was running-sprinting for their lives as Death Eaters attacked. Queenie and Cedric ran. Ran hand in hand, gripping each other firmly for fear of loosing each other. They hopped over tent pegs, cut through some tents, pushed to get around the people blocking their way. Fires blazed in great strength all around slimming the chance of escape even more, especially when the thick black smoke made it impossible to see.

A rain thunder storm had invaded the sky above each strike of lightening delivering another psychotic Death Eater on to the ground that was now slushy and slippery because of the trodden on mud. People darted in every direction in an attempt to get away. The only noises to be heard were the terrifying cracks of lightning, killing curses and screams. Eventually (after narrowly missing an 'Avada Kerdavra' curse induced death which would have been courtesy of Bellatrix LaStrange) they made it into the woods. Queenie was struggling to keep up with Cedric's long strides and kept on tripping over roots or own feet as exhaustion took a hold. The hand that grasped Cedric's was the only thing from keeping her from falling face first. Then Queenie fell over a tree branch, hitting the forest floor with a crash and hitting her head (hard) on a tree stump. Cedric noticed Queenie's dead weight drag on his hand, causing him to stop. He turned to look at her and tears instantly shrouded his vision.

"Little one, little one come on!" Cedric pleaded urgently, hauling her up into him where he held her in a bridal style, her wounded head bleeding on his shoulder as he ran for their lives.

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"Thank God." Was the first thing Queenie heard when she opened her eyes that felt like weights and her head pounded like a pesky little Nargle had clambered into her head trough her ear was smashing a hammer against the inside of her cranium.

Cedric breathed out indescribably relieved to finally see her azure eyes sparkle again.

"You really know how to leave me hanging don't you?" he smiled weakly and she mirrored him. Queenie began to sit up slightly, not much but enough to be able to see more clearly. She was in Cedric's bed in just her over sized grey night shirt that had turned up 'short' sleeves that actually fell to her elbow, the hem of the shirt laying on her upper thigh and panties. Cedric was just in his pyjama bottoms that were blue and white checks. His hair was messy and the bags under his eyes under his eyes were a sure sign he hadn't slept.

"You've been out for 2 days little one, I was starting to worry you'd never wake up" Cedric admitted his hands holding hers and his thumb tracing patterns on her knuckles.

"I'm going to owl your parents get and you're just going to lay here and be pretty like normal, understand?' Cedric ordered her before kissing her temple and standing up. Queenie nodded her head slowly in agreement as it still felt like a bowling ball.

Later after Queenie's parents and sibling had visited using the floo, Bubble and Squeak trying to flirt with Cedric the entire time which everyone (minus Cedric who became a little unnerved from the advances from 10 year olds) found very amusing and after inviting Cedric and his family to Queenie's sweet sixteenth on September 1st (after which Queenie would travel to England picking up her school supplies the next day). Queenie returned to Turkey with her Mum, Dad, Crete, Bubble and Squeak.