Chapter 1

It was the end of June and Hogwarts had been out for a week now. In recent memory a summer at home had not been as anticipated as much as this one by the majority of students and staff alike. The terror that had gripped the school over the year as students, ghosts, and Mrs. Norris were being petrified made the end of the year come as a relief. 15 year old Cedric Diggory was anticipating the end of the year more than anyone else in the castle.

For all of his excitement of being away he had spent the majority of that time trying not to think. The rest of the time he tried to come to terms with everything that had happened this year. He was unsure what to think about all the rumors about Harry Potter killing a basilisk. He had believed the rumors of Harry being the heir of Slytherin to be utter bullocks from the moment he heard them. Cedric didn't know what to believe due to the contrasting rumors and since he had never met Harry he couldn't figure out a very good way to find any answers. If there had been a basilisk rooming the school the Cedric figured they were all lucky to be alive at this point.

This though was not what really troubled Cedric. You see Cedric always figured that he was an average wizard for his age. He had classes he enjoyed and those he hated. He had never had a girlfriend or even a first kiss yet but he was eagerly anticipating both. He had as of yet not found a girl that he wanted to do either with even though several had gotten up the nerve this past year to ask him themselves. He just hadn't felt much beyond friendship for any of them.

A few days before a student was taken into the chamber the tension and fear in the castle had gotten to be too much for Cedric went with his broom to the quidditch pitch for some flying. There was nothing like flying for Cedric as is the case for most players. Cedric had lost track of time and was going to be late for his study group in the library and didn't have time to go all the way to his dorm to clean up so headed to the hufflepuff locker rooms. Cedric walked into the locker room shower thinking he was alone only to look up at the sounds of moans and the shower running. Cedric had never actually been that up close to people shagging before he heard the talk but that was all. The fact he walked in on a seventh year teammate with a seventh year ravenclaw didn't upset him or even that it was two guys together that was the problem. The problem was since Cedric had first discovered wanking he had never been as desperate to touch himself as he was right then.

Watching their wet bodies moving together under the shower spray, the looks on their faces as one roughly drove into the other. The way the large masculine hand reached out and enclosed his prick and started jerking it, the noises that were coming from the two. Cedric did the only thing he could he sprinted to his dorm. He ended up missing his study group. It was as though once he had finished pleasuring himself his mind would immediately go back to what he had witnessed and it started all over effected so strongly by two guys shagging.

Honestly he had never been attracted to guys before and he studied both guys at dinner one night and wasn't attracted to either one. In all of his fantasies since it was faceless guys and he was in both positions he had seen. He felt that he still found girls attractive but the thought of touching another guy's cock or having a large calloused hand touching his cock could have him wanking for an hour.

Cedric was having trouble figuring out what exactly was happening to him and so had spent most of the holiday so far quiet around his family or in his room where he was right now. A knock on his door had him calling "Come in." His mother opening the door had him sitting up from his position on the bed.

"Cedric did you remember your father is bringing important guests here tonight from work. You need to shower and dress they will be here in two hours."

"Okay mum."

As she turned to leave his mum stopped and "Cedric is there something wrong? Do you need help with something?"

"No mum, I'm fine just catching up on sleep. It is summer break after all. I'll get ready now." She sent him a smile before closing the door behind her.

As Cedric stepped under the warm water it was almost a Pavlovian response he was aching just like every shower since the incident. The images came and he rubbed his hand across his chest scrapping his fingernails across his nipples causing his cock to jump. He rubbed down his stomach scrapping his nails once again on the hair below his belly button his cock leaking the head swollen and almost purple. The images of kissing another guy while their cocks rubbed together had him grabbing his prick in a tight grip with a strong pull from base to tip. He had a strong rhythm going when the image changed to the guy falling to his knees and taking Cedric's cock into his mouth. This had him grabbing his testicles pulling down and away while pulling his cock up and speeding up. Soon after he opened his eyes to watch long thick streams spurt out to hit the shower wall.

Cedric wanked once more in the shower before he was able to finish cleaning without getting hard. This made him late for meeting his parents' guests. He walked into the formal sitting room ready to apologize when he was stopped in his tracks. In the room with his mum and dad where three people he had never seen before. It was the third that had his attention she looked to be about his age with long brown hair that hung in spiral curls almost to her waist, brown eyes, and a smile that made him think the world had stopped spinning. She seemed almost otherworldly and was looking at Cedric as if he had just made all of her dreams come true at once. His dad stepped forward "Cedric this is Jon Smart his wife Tella and daughter Anya. Jon here is a delegate to the ministry from France. "

First chapter I hope people like the concept I don't believe it will always be in Cedric's viewpoint but this is where it begins with Cedric meeting an unusual witch named Anya. I anyone would be willing to beta for this story I would be eternally grateful as I'm not a writer.