Chapter 2

The words that had just left Cedric's lips were like bricks hitting him in slow motions. They continued to rattle around in Draco's chaotic mess of a brain, poking and engraving themselves. After moments of lingering silence, and Draco staring at Cedric with wide eyes of ocean blue waves crashing everywhere, he was finally able to speak, " I'm not the best person to talk about this with." His voice was soft, shaking, it gave away the inner turmoil Draco was feeling. Even at a time like this, a time so completely messed up, Draco managed to get Cedric to fall for him more. "You are." Cedric began, in a strong toned voice, stepping closer to the Slytherin, "I wanted you know, in case I end up doing this. I might end up getting killed for it, you know. Viktor isn't one you want to mess with." It was true that Viktor Krum was a very unpredictable person. He was possessive of Cedric. He had muscles, but the boy lacked just a little brain. However that never stopped Viktor from getting fierce and dirty when he needed to be. But for whatever Cedric was starting to form with Draco, he would endure anything Viktor wanted to throw their way. "You don't have to, if you're happy with Krum." Draco replied, giving Cedric a tight hug, "I don't expect you to…Whatever. This is all so complicated, isn't it? And he wouldn't kill you Cedric, he loves you." He watched Cedric, his blue eyes filling with curiosity at what the Hufflepuff before him might do or say next. "Yeah, I know. He is so excited about this. I didn't even help with anything, I only picked out my suite. And even that I didn't want to do." Cedric frowned, sighing softly, "I feel horrible about it, but what can I do? I wasn't ready for this. Though I have to admit that I never thought much about it until you came into my life." He admitted softly, pressing a little kiss onto Draco's forehead. "I feel for you, Cedric. I wish I could make this easier for you, but whatever I do, I'm making it harder. I can not kiss you, I can't touch you, but then if I…ignore you, well I can't." He sat himself down rigidly, "Onle you can do what's right by yourself." There was a long pause between the two for a couple of moments. Draco swallowed hard, sitting himself on a seat in one of the cubicles in the abandoned girls toilets, which Moaning Myrtle likes to haunt. He needed time to think and here, though Cedric was just outside of the cubical over by the sinks, he felt he could do just that. All he needed was just a little moment to himself, to think about what was being said to him.
It wasn't in Draco's nature to get himself emotionally invested in anything, much less anyone, that wasn't him or his family. He had a mission he was born to do, whether Draco liked it or not, and it was a mission that did not allow failure. What was troubling Draco more was that it was Cedric Diggory his blasted heart had decided to set itself on. A Huffpuff out of all the houses. It was enough to drive his father mad if he just knew, which Draco knew would end up happening sooner or later. Outside of the cubical, over by the sinks, Cedric was having his little mental break down. He had lost himself in thoughts about how much of a traitor he was being right now. He never would've expected this from himself, it made him question everything about himself. Who was to say Cedric wouldn't pull the same thing with Draco if they got together? Perhaps Cedric was just as heartless as Voldemort himself. Maybe he deserved to be alone forever. Perhaps this was all part of Draco's plan to destroy another innocent soul, maybe that's what made him linger about at the tree. "Oh Merlin." Cedric whispered, shaking at the thought. He felt himself becoming weak at the knees, his eyes tearing up from regret and confusion, everything was starting to spin. Before Cedric knew it he was crying out, "Myrtle, get ready for a boyfriend!" He lifted his wand to his head and closed his eyes. Instantly Draco was out of the cubical he had been sitting in and behind Cedric. "Don't you fucking dare, Cedric." He said in the calmest voice he could conjure up, his jaw tensing with anger at what he was about to do. Cedric turned around, his wand falling to the floor. His body filled with a mixture of emotions ranging from happines, confusion, and finally anger. He was happy Draco was there, confused as to how he had even forgotten the boy was there, and angry because Draco had told him that in the end only he knew what was right for himself. And now he was trying to stop him. "And if I do?" His words came out filling the space between with pure rage, but in reality he was relieved that Draco cared so much. "It's just two simple words, Draco." He nonchalantly pointed out, bending down to pick up his wand. Draco swallowed his anger back, realizing he wasn't truly angry at him, just overwhelmed, over emotional as it dawned on him that Cedric was serious with the curse. He stepped towards him slowly, watching him carefully, studying his every movement and facial expression. Once he was sure Cedric wasn't going to say anything else, he tried to speak very calmy so as to not push him over the edge, "Please put the wand away." His crystal eyes darted between Cedric's hazelnut ones, his crystal blue eyes screaming out, pleading for him not to do anything drastic. Cedric clutched his wand harder as Draco got closer, but once his eyes caught the pleading in the Draco's eyes Cedric sighed softly and loosened his grip. "Why do you want me to live? I am literally running out of time to do anything and I can't stop it." He sighed, his clutch returning to his and wand he tried to back away from Draco. But instead he ended up bumping into a sink behind him, "I am literally going to lose you in not even ten minutes, and I don't know what to do."

There were a great many things one could say about Draco from just hearing his name. Being thoughtful wasn't one of them, so his next actions came to a surprise even to himself. "If I have to lose you, if you have to marry Krum. I don't mind. He lifted his shoulders weaking, managing to smile, because it was all the energy he had left. "As long as you're safe." He whispered, bringing his hand up to place on the one clutching the wand. He tried to softly being the hand down, his heart beating fast from the fear of what he might do. Cedric's heart fell like an anchor into an endless sea torment mixed with love, and he dropped his hand down. He looked into Draco's eyes, "Bloody hell…" He cupped Draco's cheeks with both hands and pulled him into a fierce kiss, turning him around to lean him against the sink. Their lips moved in time with each other, Draco's heart matched the fast rhythmic movements of Cedric's heart, each brushing of their lips was a spark being shot through each of their spines. The kiss broke apart too soon for each other their liking, Draco was the first to speak. " Cedric…" He breathlessy whispered, "Go. Just go. He's waiting for you. Please." He voice grew hoarse with the lump in his throat. Every word he spoke were like knives into his heart, and his breathing had become difficult. Cedric's heart sank even lower, if possible, into the sea of mess and love he felt for the boy before him. He sighed softly and nodded at Draco's words, making his way over to the doorway, "If only you would stop this, Draco. But I guess there is no point, huh? I'm just a Hufflepuff not worth the fight, and Viktor would kill us all. Literally. He's got such an anger on him. And a world without Draco Malfoy? That's just not right. We need you around to pick on us, jerkyface." He lightly teased the other, trying to make some light out of this dim situation before them, chuckling softly, "I'll always love you, Draco. Always." With that the Hufflepuff left the bathrooms, leaving Draco in a state of confusion and regret.

The wedding had gone off with very few complications. Seamus, being good friends with Cedric and Viktor, ending up going and blowing up just a couple of things from excitement. Neville laughed as he sat beside Fred and George talking about how plants could be useful to their products to come. Everything was perfect, at least on the outside, and Viktor had gotten his wish. He married Cedric that day, but little did both of them know just what was in store for them. Hours later, after the guests had come and gone, Cedric was found laying in bed with Viktor. He had managed to convince Viktor that they should wait on sex, mainly because Cedric didn't want to be touched by anyone that wasn't Draco, and because Viktor had gotten himself too drunk at the reception he agreed. Cedric decided to talk a walk out on the Hogsmeade streets to distract himself. He had been walking along the lonely streets of Hosmeade, it was late and a bit chilly. Today was suppose to be the happiest day of his life, but it might as well have been his funeral. He was far too conflicted to ever feel like he would be able to truly smile again without wanting to drown himself in regret. He had been walking for Merlin knows how long when his eyes fell upon the pub. He stood in front of the door, reaching out to open it, but instead of going inside he decided against the drink and continued on his little walk to nowhere. It was when he turned the corner that his eyes fell upon a figure that made him freeze in his track. Draco. Without giving him much of a warning, or even allowing his mind to try and convince him otherwise, Cedric's voice had decided to speak up, "A bit past your bedtime, don't you think?"