"Ced, do us a favour and never open that egg again?" Nathan mumbled the next morning, coming into the common room, sitting down in the chair opposite him. Cedric sat in a chair tossing the egg around from hand to hand, examining it.
"My head still hurts" Leah complained
"Everyones head still hurts" Harriet snapped irritably.
"Ced do us all a favour and put the egg down … for now" Ernie said in agreement and Cedric did as he was told, uttering a:
"Where's little one?"
"I'm here" Queenie announced, emerging from the corridor of the girls dorms. Cedric turned to look at her, opening his arms. Queenie ran it in, and he pulled her over the chair arm a onto his lap.
"So what are you we going to do next about the egg?" Gabriel asked
"I have no idea" Cedric sighed, receiving a tight squeeze from Queenie whose arms were already wrapped around him.
"We'll try again tonight" Queenie smiled, her optimism shining through.
Try again they did. They tried every night for several days afterwards. They tried opening the egg in different: positions, locations and even trying different people to open it. However nothing worked and the majority of the group had given up, telling Cedric where they would be if they needed him but they couldn't face another head ache right now. In the end it was Queenie and Cedric in the common room attempting to crack the egg.
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A few weeks later, McGonagall had pulled Queenie off timetable to teach students how to waltz for the Yule Ball, a Traditional event during the Tournament. This was why Queenie was currently stood in front of her Hufflepuff comrades who were in 4th year and up in McGonagall's classroom clad in only her yellow Hufflepuff polo that had the house emblem embroidered over the left chest, tight three quarter length sport legging that were black with yellow seems and white canvas decathalon pumps. Her and McGonagall were stood in the centre of the room the boys leaning against the left wall or desks to that side of the room and the girls doing the same on the right.
"The Yule Ball is approaching, a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and an opportunity for us to socialise with our foreign guests. Now the Ball will be open only to fourth years and above though you may invite a younger if you wish. Dress robes will be worn and the Ball will start at eight o'clock on Christmas Day, finishing at midnight in the great hall. However the Yule Ball is of course a chance for us all to-er-let our hair down … "McGonagall paused as the students tried to stifle their laughter. Queenie was thankful that during her speech McGonagall had moved from next to her to in front of her so she could hide her sniggering more easily.
"… But that does NOT mean that we will be relaxing the standards of behaviour we expect from Hogwarts students. Now the dance itself is a formal one, therefore I've recruited the help of your Hufflepuff friend, Miss Askoy whom I'm sure you're all aware runs a successful dance extra-curricular club. She is going to be teaching you how to waltz. Miss Askoy …" McGonagall stepped aside and motioned for her to take over.
"Right guys the waltz, I'm not gonna lie its a bit of fuddy duddy dance but it is beautiful if you get it right. Now the waltz is a smooth, progressive ballroom dance that has a folk background. It's normally performed in triple time and primarily in a closed position, this means … erm … Ced, come here" Queenie instructed and Cedric pushed himself of the left wall and stood in front of her.
"The closed position is probably one of the most intimate dancing postions …" Queenie began to continue before a load of wolf whistles and 'Go on Ced' comments came from the students, interrupting her as Cedric just smiled cheekily.
"… The leader is the boy and his right hand is on the follower's, girls, back" Queenie moved Cedric's hand so it sat there on her person.
"Its exact position on the back can vary from the waist to the left shoulder blade but its more traditional for the Hand to rest just on the waist" Queenie used her hand to drag Cedric's arm and therefore his hand up and down, showing all the possible positions before replacing back on her waist.
"The follower's left hand is on the leader's right shoulder, or the upper arm near the shoulder, so kinda like the bicep. The other two hands are clasped together at or near chest or shoulder height, held a downwards diagonal away from the bodies" Queenie finished, now standing in the position with Cedric.
"Music Mr Filch, if you please" Queenie ordered and began to slowly waltz with Cedric, well she was waltzing he was just holding her and walking as the ballroom music began to play through the old fashioned grammar phone.
"Now I find the best way to waltz is to visualise a box. The basic waltz steps create the image of a box on the floor. Your feet stop at the corner of the box and move along the edges before going diagonally across the centre." Queenie instructed and ended waltzing with Cedric as he copied the movements as she aside them.
"Now everyone up, try it!" McGonagall ordered and groans and desperate pleas of resistance were uttered. After a few minutes everyone was up and waltzing (or attempting to) with a member of the opposite gender.
"Diggory, a word if you please" McGonagall called and Cedric pulled away from Queenie, weaving through the dancing couples to the Professor.
"Yes Professor?" He asked upon arrival.
"Diggory, the champions and their partners open the Ball, it's tradition" McGonagall stated
"Partners?"
"Dance partners though in your case I'm assuming you'll be inviting your actual partner to the Ball" McGonagall gave a pointed look towards Queenie who was currently correcting Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott on their frame. Cedric nodded before making his way back to Queenie who he began to waltz with again while he told her what McGonagall had said.
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Hours later Queenie was walking back to the common room. She'd now taught Hufflepuff, Slytherin, Gryffindors and Ravenclaw to waltz in that order. Upon arriving she realised of she took a quick shower she could still just about make her last lesson of the day, Defence Against the Dark Arts.
She took a quick shower using her hibiscus shampoo and conditioner and white lily and mint body wash. Slipping hastily into her modified uniform she swapped her piercings over. She put rainbow scaled stretchers in her firsts, small white pearl ball studs in her seconds and small gold ball studs in her thirds. Also she switched her nose piercing to a hollow heart stud with a silver outline. Queenie washed her hands, grabbed her bag and ran to DADA.
She arrived ten minuets late and attempted to creep in but Moody's rampant glass eye spotted her.
"Good evening, Miss Askoy. Nice of you to join us" he growled
"Sorry professor I've been tracing dance all day and I had to shower and change into my uniform" Queenie gulped, sliding onto a stool next to Rohm.
"Well were are studying Counter jinxes of the most powerful nature, it's in your guide to self-protection book, I'm sure capable of finding to page" he muttered angrily and Queenie did as she was told, getting out all of her stuff while listening to Moody ramble on.
After a long lesson on Jinxes and counter curses which included a 500 word essay (that had to be exact otherwise, like Eloise Hedgington a 5th year Ravenclaw who went over the word limit by 2 had your work would be set on fire before your very eyes). It was now the end of the lesson and Moody had dismissed the class but before Queenie could get out of the door:
"Askoy" Moody called and Queenie gulped, turning and slowly padding back into the classroom.
"Professor" she said quietly
"That ring Askoy, from Diggory … Can I see it?" Moody asked, after she nodded and Queenie slipped of her ring for the first time in years aside from when she showered. Moody snatched the ring from her and examined it, holding it up to the light.
"Very nice, single stone, white gold" Moody appraised before discreetly sliding his wand out of his sleeve, whispering:
"Transmittee" a small current of electricity left his wand, hitting the ring and dancing around it before morphing into it. Queenie didn't notice him doing it, if she did she might've been a little more reluctant to put the ring back on. Moody turned away from the window and gave her her ring back.
"Tell me Askoy, how's Diggory doing with the egg?" The Professor, snarled
"I … I … "
"I know you know and I don't care but just how's he doing with the egg"
"Terribly, it just screams"
"Well, here's a little pointer for you seeing as Diggory is the true Hogwarts champion an if someone did not have a scheme to kill Potter in place he would solely competing for the school. Try taking the egg with you when you bath, I guarantee you'll get a result"
"Thank you Professor" Queenie smiled, slipping her ring back on and scampering out the room, smiling like a Cheshire Cat.
"Little one? What took you so long? The others have already gone to dinner" Cedric asked when she appeared out the classroom.
"Ced, I know how to get the clue from the egg, Moody told me" She told him, cuddling into his body.
"What? How? Moody, why?"
"We need to take the egg to the bathroom, and have a bath with it. And Moody said he was doing it because 'if someone did not have a scheme to kill Potter in place he would solely competing for the school.' " Queenie quoted and the two pulled apart, Cedric taking her bag with one hand and her hand with his other and beginning to walk.
"We?"
"Yes, we"
"Little one, are you suggesting a spa date right now?"
"Glad you agree, prefects bathroom?"
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They fell into the prefects bathroom, laughing and giggling both positively elated that they'd had made some progress with the egg, even if Moody had helped them. Cedric began running a bath, blue and purple bubbles also filling the bath. Queenie stood just there, fondling the egg that her and Cedric had gone back to the common room to get along with their towels and toiletries.
"So now what?" Cedric asked once the bath had been ran.
"We get in I suppose" Queenie replied, unbuttoning Cedric's school shirt and stripping him off it. Cedric grinned in response and started relieving her of her clothes as she did his. Once they'd stripped each others bodies of their clothes, they slipped into the water. Queenie submerged herself under the water, swimming over to Cedric before surfacing, so she stood flush to him. His arms automatically wrapped around her waist and her's wrapped around his neck.
"Shall we wash first?" Cedric murmured and Queenie made a noise of agreement. The two washed each others body and hair at a snails pace and in a loving and comfortable silence, sweet nothings being whispered occasionally. Each touch on the others body was slow and lingering-that aroused them both. Cedric placed a searing, hot and feverish kiss to Queenie's lips that she eagerly responded too, before pulling away, whispering:
"The egg, that first" Cedric nodded and retrieved it from the side before swimming back over.
"What shall we do now?" He asked and Queenie pulled a thoughtful face before also placing her hands on top of his, on the egg and submerging herself, Cedric following his lover under the water. They sat on their knees, nude bodies flush together, not an inch not touching as Queenie nudged Cedric's hand to unclasp the egg. He looked wary but did so and for once it didn't wail, it sung:
"Come and seek us where our voices sound.
We cannot sing above the ground.
And while you're searching, ponder this:
We've taken what you'll sorely miss.
An hour long you'll have to look,
And to recover what we took.
But past an hour - the prospect's black.
Too late, it's gone, it won't come back"
Cedric and Queenie bubbled their messages of confusion whilst he closed the egg, before resurfacing. They were still pressed against each other when they broke the surface.
"What did that mean?" Cedric asked, leaving the closed egg to float on the water using its buoyancy. He then used both his hand to push the wet hair plastered to Queenie's head back and allowed his hands to continue down until they rested on her behind.
"Well, I think they were Merpeople so …" Queenie shrugged, wrapping her Ames around him and resting her head on his chest.
"So Merpeople are going to steal the most valuable thing from me, take it back to their watery home and I have to retrieve it? That involves …"
"Swimming" Queenie quickly cut across before continuing:
"I'd rather have you go for a quick swim than battle a monster"
"Oh little one" Cedric smiled, hugging her close to him. One of his hands came up, capturing her cheek and encouraging her to look at him. His grey took an indulgent, slow tour of her flushed face, the hot water having 'bothered' her so to speak.
"You're so sweet" He murmured, leaning in and pressing a long kiss to her forehead. Queenie shuddered at the action, her arousal from earlier igniting again. She buried her self into him and felt his alert manhood press into her lower stomach
"Sweet, ey? Well your body's telling me I'm more sexy" She teased and Cedric grinned down at her.
"You're both which makes the latter worse, especially when you're being the former and not realising you're inadvertently arousing me"
"Your are such a teenage boy! Forever horny!" After Queenie's exclamation, they both broke into laughter. Cedric then moved his hands to run down her shoulders, arms, waist and hips, then around under he bum and up again, tracing her before into her hair where they cradled her head, tipping it back.
Queenie's eyelids had fluttered closed as she lent pliantly against him while he nuzzled his face right into her neck, breathe her scent in.
"I just want to eat you up, little one" he confessed and she grasped onto him, her eyes struggling to open.
"Some on-one could come in-n"
"No one will" He stated, kissing her neck. Cedric pecked softly, sending prickles down her spine.
"C-Ced! … I-I'm ser-eri-ious!" She protested but he just kissed harder, the gentle sucks turning into soft bites as heat straight flooded her core. Before she could say anymore he cut her off with a kiss. This kiss filled her veins with fire and caused every once of her being to burn with desire to be with him. A long while later they came up for air, drawing in oxygen like they'd just come up from deep sea diving, their pupils dilated. His hands were spreading searing heat through her skin, and he looked like he wanted to devour her whole.
Queenie launched herself at him, kissing him, releasing all the repressed sexual frustration she hadn't allowed herself to act on when Cedric had been studying for the first task. Cedric, obviously felt the same as he didn't hesitate to catch her immediately, gathering her up into his arms, out of the sudsy water-just so the bubbles tickled her naked bottom. He pressed her hard into his body, kissing her frantically before she moved her mouth away from his, lavishing his skin. Cedric groaned when her tongue teased his nipple and suddenly he manoeuvred them so she was sat on the baths edge, him in between her legs. She moaned with abandon, arching her back as he navigated every curve and ridge of her familiar figure. Cedric pressed kisses to your cleavage, his fingers dipping under her boobs, cupping them in his hands, while his thumbs massaged her nipples.
"Have you missed this, little one?" She felt his voice shake in her own chest, rumbling into her skin with lust and restraint where she kept wiggling her hips against his desperate for some friction or relief.
"Yes … I-I've thought ab-about it lo-oads … I miss-s i-it!" she gasped, her chest heaving whilst he dragged his lips, tongue and teeth over the swells of her large breasts.
"Such naught thoughts, darling" He groaned against her skin, his teeth sinking into tan flesh, tugging and nipping. Her skin burned in the process as more scorching kisses were laid as he made his way south, dipping his tongue into her navel momentarily, obviously relishing in the way her back arched into the thin air, pushing her cleavage forward. Cedric stopped his course though, leaving Queenie to whine and whimper her protests to her teasing lover as he stood surveying her debauched image. He noted he'd already made up for the months of missed love bite planting-they were all over her. Her hair was mussed and messy and with her swollen, plump lips parted, she looked absolutely, f**ked and that was so tempting for him. Another temptation was her womanhood, glistening and tight whilst her fluids trickled out of her. Acting upon his desires he bought his hands up, cupping and fondling her chest again whilst her head fell back in pleasure.
"I could touch you all day … you feel so good" He hummed his confession into her neck and he stepped back between her legs evoking an immediate response from her body. Urgently she brought his frame closer, sighing in content as his manhood came into contact with her nub. Queenie moaned, pressing herself harder into him while dipping her small hands around his body, feeling him out as she reacquainted herself with him. she dug her fingertips into the tensing muscles of his back before bringing them around to grasp his length firmly eliciting a criminal noise from him. Its addictive-ness encouraging her to squeeze a little, loving the way he had to break his lips away from her collarbone, panting hot air against her soft skin. Cedric pulled away slightly, eyes heavy and boring into Queenie's as she squeezed him and his face contorted in pleasure. Queenie felt her core throb painfully as she craved him, leaning into kiss the hollow of his throat.
"Ced …" She sighed breathily, swiping her thumb nail across the slit at the tip of his manhood, collecting the fluid that had already escaped and swirling it around the him. His hands clenched around her bosom tightly but still pleasurably as he released a guttural sound.
"Ins-side me … No-ow!" The tears began to trickle down her face as her arousal caught up with her. Cedric bucked his hips at her words, straining towards her creating a friction that caused a whine from both of them.
"Al-ll in g-good … time" gravel coated his silk voice, making her fluid flow from her lower region freely
"No! … No-ow, I ne-eed you n-ow!" She persisted, bucking her shapely hips forward whilst taking a hand of his, pressing it to core.
"I need you … I need you here … and I need you now!" Queenie managed not to stammer but her sentence was stunted and tears now rolled down her cheeks like it was going out of fashion. Cedric cupped her and applied a delicious amount of pressure to her nub causing an obscene moan to tear out of her, pushing her breasts against his chest harshly. This left him to mumble:
"Oh, little one … I've missed you"
Queenie moved her hand down and gave his balls a massage. She scraped her nails over the skin, pinching and squeezing lightly and occasionally pressing into the fleshy spots.
"Ergh!" Cedric grunted and ripped her hand away from him, over powering her with a punishing kiss but only to have her return the favour with just as much sensual force and sexual desire.
"Little one … I'm trying to pace myself, so we can make up for our lost time properly … you're making it hard … Acting like you've just strutted out my most wildest fantasy" He sounded vaguely irate but indescribably aroused. Two of his fingers found her nub and stroked her, circling her bundle of nerves to provide extra stimulation before slipping them inside her. Queenie gasped at the slick, wet sound of the action. She was instantaneously writhing against him while he curled and twisted his long fingers expertly inside of her familiar core.
"Merlin, you're so aroused … What are you trying to do to me?" He kissed her hard, his free hand cradling the bottom of his skull.
"Just ple-ease us Ce-ed" She gripped onto his wrist, attempting to stop fingers so he could replace them with his bigger, better manhood. Cedric seemed to make up his mind, his frenzied, lust driven eyes scanning her core analytically. He pressed up against her (even more so than before), his manhood came to rest on her thigh. It was burning hot and heavy, leaving a sticky patch of fluid as he rutted against her. Queenie felt her walls clench in anticipation as the she broke down into sobs of forbidden attention and ignored desire.
Queenie looked into Cedric's eyes as she hold him in her hand, lining him up with where she was craving him. He watched back, intently, he hooked his hands under her knees, bringing her legs high up and resting around his hips. Wrapping one arm around his neck, Queenie touched her lips to his, indulging in a sweet kiss as he guided his manhood into her slowly yet confidently, eased by how aroused she already was for him. She gasped his name loudly, her hands immediately clutching at any skin of his she could find whilst Cedric stretched her insides. Simultaneously Cedric's fingers dug into her thighs, his head now press into your shoulder.
"Merl-in-in … ah, shit … Li-t-tle one … so good" he panted against your skin, voice wrecked and he'd only just begun to rock his hips against her.
Queenie couldn't imagine that she sounded any better though; the only sounds she could make were desperate breathy moans, whimpers and sobs as she clutched and tugged at his hair and the muscles of his upper back, locking her legs around him while his manhood pleased her in ways she felt she hadn't experienced in years. She leant back, releasing her vice hold on him, leaning on her hands whilst releasing a shrill scream crying at the angle change that made him press against spots that make thighs quake and her walls clamp so tightly around him he could hardly thrust never mind feel his length.
"Ssh, lit-t-tle one … you'll g-g-et your rele-ea-ase soon, I promis-e-e … just ho-o-ld in th-there" Cedric promised, his voice now so deep it made her stomach roll. Queenie's hips bucked hard against his, provoking a growl from him whilst he clamped he clamped his hands firmly on her curved hips. Cedric snapped his hips, pistoning quickly in and out of her. Queenie whimpered his name, her breasts bouncing. Cedric pulled her off the edge and sat on a ledge that was on the bath's side. She was now straddling him and they were submerged. A strangled groan from Cedric and a scream from Queenie echoed around the bathroom, the water adding to the experience.
"You're li-li … ike a dre-eam … li-ttle o-ne" Cedric complimented, his eyes drinking in her body like a priceless work of pornographic art. Queenie's thoughts were even more fuzzed by his mouth clamping on her right nipple and sucking hard, leaving her to writhe around onto of him as he caressed her chest with both his hands and mouth. She began to bounce up and down on his manhood in time to his upwards thrusts.
Cedric then twined his fingers with Queenie's as she rushed so fast to the edge of ecstasy. Cedric then drew desperate patterns on her bundle of nerves with the pads of his fingers and Queenie felt as though an asthma attack had taken hold of her. Steam filled her nose and mouth making her already laboured breathing more shallow and desperate. The feeling of fire and passion in the deepest depth of her stomach grew stronger and more intense with every deep slide of Cedric's manhood and every passionate kiss and suck he left to her skin. Queenie was writhing on top of him, shaking, head thrashing back and forth, hips and thighs rising and plummeting harshly trying to get them both there.
"Mer-er-rl … litt … ple-EA-EASE!" he actually begged her, pressing sloppy kisses to her neck,chin, under side of her jaw and mouth. It only took a couple of thrusts, a squeeze for her heaving breasts and a dip of his tongue into her moist mouth before Queenie went careening off the edge, Cedric following like a puppy moments later.
Queenie could've sworn she saw actual stars as she convulsed. Her whole body twitching as she passed out for a few seconds. Cedric wedged himself as deep inside her as he could before releasing whilst panting hard against her neck. He took charge, riding them both through it with deep measured thrusts and using his hands to guide her bounces. He let her wrap herself completely around him and rocking with her until her muscles began to relax; her mind beginning sift its way back to a state of compus mentas. Cedric's heavy, boneless body splayed itself against the side of the bath and the ledge for quite a while before he gave her a lingering kiss. Eventually he peeled her off his body and set her down on the ledge next to him. He gave her a dopey little grin and she sat up a little woozily, aware of a pleasant soreness blossoming in more than one place.
As if a cloth has been removed from her eyes, Queenie suddenly realised they were nude, freshly f**ked into a different dimension in the prefects bathroom where there was a good chance some one could come in. The consequences of would could happen if caught were, admittedly, a little terrifying. She hopped off the table only for her knees to give out, immediately and she slipped under the water and bubbles.
"Heeeeey" A warm, strong arm came around her clinched waist, pulling her to the surface.
"Where you going?" Cedric smiled, pulling her into his lap where they wrapped their arms around each other.
"I, its just, I … people could, erm, its public … " she confessed still warily eying the door.
"I think you're doing that thing where you overthink and worry about everything and anything unnecessarily" He smirked into her hair.
"Anyone could walk in … God! Rita Skeeter could pop her head round" She exclaimed, her flustered little face causing him to smile.
"little one I would never allow someone to invade your privacy like that, I've charmed the door-no ones coming in"
"Ok but I think we might need to wash again I'm all sweaty and sticky!" Queenie sounded disgusted and Cedric laughed, grabbing her body pouf and squirting some of her body wash in to it before starting to wash her.