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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything here, just the plot ^^;; (But I wish I owned Cedric. I will ownzor his a** one day! Ha ha ha ha)
Hikari Reika: Okay this is my first time writing a kissing scene; so be nice! And can you guys tell me if this stuff is *cough* safe to be put up on fanfiction.net? Thanks and enjoy! :D Oh and this takes place when Harry is in the Prefect\'s Bathroom in Book 4. Has one spoiler, unless you\'ve already watched the movie :P

This is a one-shot fic, but if I get enough reviews I\'ll update more :D

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By Hikari Reika

“Come seek us where our voices sound
We cannot sing above the ground
And while you’re searching, ponder this:
We’ve taken what you’re sorely miss
An hour long you’ll have to look,
And recover what we took,
But past an hour – the prospect’s black
Too late, it’s gone, it won’t come back”

Harry broke the surface of the water and sucked in a mouthful of air. With his eyes still closed, he felt the trickling of water cascade down his face. He took off his glasses with one hand, the other still holding the golden egg that was still underwater.

“Come seek us where we our voices sound…” Harry said to himself as he wiped his face with one hand. He pulled his head back, resting on the ledge behind him after placing the egg back onto the ledge. His mind was too engrossed with thoughts that he didn’t seem to notice that Myrtle was mischievously sitting next to him. But then again, he obviously did, because he spun to look at her and asked her, “Are there mere people in the Black Lake?”

“Ohhh.” Myrtle said in amusement. “Took Cedric a long a long time to figure that out.”

Myrtle scooted over to Harry, and he shifted his weight uncomfortably. Still, she pressed on, sitting so near to Harry that he could almost hear her breathe (if ghosts could breathe) “By the time he figured it out, almost all the bubbles were gone.” She said, trying hard to hide her excitement.

Harry’s eyes widened at this fact. He didn’t know why, maybe it was because he thought that it was weird that this was coming from a ghost. He shivered at the thought.

Realizing that she was really close to him now, he shifted all the bubbled around him closer to his body. He wanted to break into a polite smile but Myrtle had already laid her head on his shoulder. Harry squirmed under her weight but Myrtle was oblivious to his state.

The next Triwizard event is two days away and I haven’t come near to knowing what the clue is about; I am in the Prefect’s Bathroom on the 5th floor with a cheeky ghost resting her head on my shoulder. Brilliant, Harry thought. Things couldn’t get any worse.

Or so he thought.

Suddenly the main doors swung open, creating a racket once it collided with the walls.

Harry’s heartbeat tripled. Upon the slow realization that he wasn’t allowed inside the Prefect’s Bathroom, he slowly turned around his head to see who was standing at the door.

“I knew you’d come.” A familiar voice echoed within the bathroom.

Harry squinted his eyes to get a better look at the person. The light that came from the hallway behind the person obscured his vision a little. Slowly, he realized who it was.

“Cedric?” Harry croaked. He wasn’t used to taking a bath in the nude when someone is around, especially if that someone is more than 3 years older than him.

Well at least I’m safe for now.

Harry squinted his eyes again. Cedric had already stepped away from the door, closing the door firmly behind him.

\'I knew you’d come.\' Harry thought of those words. What did he mean by that?

‘Obviously he told you about putting the egg underwater. Surely he’d expect you to follow suit.’ His mind replied.

Harry wasn’t so sure about that thought. But he wished the thought away when Cedric asked him, “Have you put the egg underwater already?”

Slowly, Harry nodded. He stared into the blank space, thinking about his clue.

His train of thought was stopped when he heard Cedric pull his shirt off.

Aware that Harry was staring wide-eyed at him, he calmly said, “Relax. It’s only me. And I’ve also locked the door so no-one can come in.”

But Harry couldn’t relax. Instead, he found himself staring at Cedric. He had finished pulling off his shirt and had left it on the floor near him. He continued to pull of his white, sleeveless t-shirt which revealed his well-toned body.

Harry couldn’t stop staring at his body. Cedric was indeed a healthy young man, and his body shows it. Although he does not have big muscles, he has a body that would make any head turn while at the beach. Somehow or other, Harry couldn’t stop staring at him. His body was lean and graceful, and Harry felt attracted.

Cedric caught Harry staring openly at him again, but this time Harry blushed furiously and spun around, trying hard not to conceal to Cedric that he had been blushing.

After a moment of silence, Harry heard Cedric continue to take off his clothes. He was still blushing furiously, his face felt hot.

Why the hell am I blushing? Harry, you really are a git! He scolded himself under his breath.

“What’s that, Harry?” Cedric asked.

“Umm… Nothing.” Harry said spontaneously, blushing harder.

Harry cursed himself in his mind. He took in deep breaths, trying to shake out the thoughts of Cedric. But hearing Cedric undress behind him did not help at all.

Harry submerged himself in the water again in an attempt to cool himself off. He sat there motionless in the water, keeping his eyes closed.

Concentrate on the clue, Harry. Concentrate…

He left his mind in a motionless state for a while, clearing his mind to that he would be able to think better later on.

Suddenly he heard and felt a splash of water beside him. He reckoned that Cedric had joined him in the bath.

He resurfaced again and sucked in a lot of air through his mouth. He hadn’t realized how long he had been underwater, but he guessed for quite some time as his lungs started to hurt a little.

Still keeping his eyes closed, he took of his glasses with one hand and wiped his face with the other.

“Keep your glasses off. It’s a real nuisance to do that every time you go underwater and come back out again.” Cedric said, leaning his head on the ledge behind him.

Harry nodded slowly again and did what he had been told. He put his glasses on the ledge behind him and practically melted into the warm water, his head, too, leaning on the ledge behind them.

“Figured it out yet?” Cedric asked after a long silence, turning his head one side to look at Harry.

“Sort of.” Harry said simply. After another long silence continued, “I have a feeling that we have to find something in the Black Lake and retrieve it before one hour is up.”

“Suspect that the merepeople are going to be a barrier?” Cedric asked.

“Possibly.” Harry said. “Well as long as I know roughly what’s in store for us, things shouldn’t be a problem.”
Cedric replied in the affirmative, nodding his head.

“Now I guess my only obstacle is to find out how I can stay in the water for almost an hour.” Harry said, almost to himself.

“How long can you keep your breath?” Cedric asked, getting up in the water and swimming in front of Harry. The splashes of water were the only sound echoing in the bathroom, besides the sound of their voices. Harry had also noticed that Myrtle had already disappeared.

“Not that long.” Harry said.

Cedric swam closer to Harry and then partially stood in the water. The water came up to his chest and he was rubbing the bubbles out of his eye. “Well you could train yourself.” He said as he splashed his face with water.

Harry cringed. “Cedric, the next task is in two days. And it\'s one hour down there! If we don’t figure out what we’re going to do, I don’t think we can finish this task. And then…”

His sentence was cut off when Cedric pressed his lips firmly onto Harry’s.

Harry reeled in horror. What the hell was the guy doing to him? He felt like he wanted to throw up.

“Mmmfhh.” Harry groaned; eyes wide in shock. He pressed his hands firmly onto Cedric’s chest and tried in vain to push him away. When the kiss finally broke off, Harry turned his face to one side to make sure Cedric couldn’t continue what he had started. Then he had noticed that Cedric’s two hands were pressed onto the ledge on either side of him, thus pinning himself to the bath wall.

Reeling, he noticed how close Cedric’s flushed face was with his’s. He could hear Cedric’s low breaths, and finally Cedric said “You said you wanted to train.”

“Wha… What? I did not say that, you did!” Harry snapped; his voice filled with horror and disgust. “And what the hell were you thinking, snogging me like tha-”

Cedric had, again, pressed his lips onto Harry’s. This time, Harry couldn’t react. The taste of Cedric’s lips upon his’s was… somewhat intoxicating. Maybe it’s for a fact that he had never kissed a girl in his entire life; let alone have any experience with one.

Harry felt Cedric deepen the kiss, his tongue lapping at Harry’s lip. Cedric then bit Harry’s lower lip and he groaned in pain.

Pain? Or pleasure? Harry didn’t know.

Cedric broke off the kiss for a while. Harry was flustered, breathing hard. He had been holding his breath for the whole time and didn’t even know it until just then. He groaned a bit, clutching his chest lightly. As he did, his forehead came in contact with Cedric’s. He looked up at him, and Cedric moved slightly to whisper into Harry’s ear, “Relax…”

Cedric bit at Harry’s neck and lapped the pain with his tongue. Having his warm tongue on his skin felt intoxicating, and Harry subconsciously wanted more of it.

When Cedric pulled away from Harry slightly, Harry took a few moments to say to him, “What are you doing?” This time, his voice wasn’t fierce and loud. This time, his voice was small and had a slight hint of fear. His words quivered under his breath, telling Cedric that he unwillingly enjoyed what he was doing to him.

Cedric didn’t have to answer him. He leaned closer towards Harry again, and this time Harry leaned forward to claim Cedric’s lips into his’s. Cedric grinned, despite having their lips pressed against each other. Cedric advanced forward, their bodies almost pressing against each other.

Harry felt like there was an electric shock run through him. It couldn’t be real, Harry told himself. It couldn’t be real or I could have just about died by electrocution with all this water around me.

But what was happening between him and Cedric was real. Harry could feel the warm water lapping at their bodies. He could feel the heat emitting from the kiss, the taste of Cedric’s lips on Harry’s. It felt soft, firm and warm. The sweetness enveloped him and clouded his thoughts.

Cedric bit Harry’s bottom lip again, something Harry started to enjoy very much. And then Harry felt Cedric’s tongue licking his bottom lip. Harry opened his lips willingly, deepening their kiss. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths, both sides fighting fiercely for dominance.

A groan escaped from Harry’s lips which forced the kiss to break off.

Cedric smirked. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Aaah…” Harry gasped, realizing that he had, indeed been holding his breath for almost the whole time. His lungs hurt more, but so did his lips.

“Try to breathe next time.” Cedric panted.

“I get the feeling that you aren’t doing this to train me to hold my breath.” Harry said, blushing like mad.

Cedric could only smile. “I’ve been eyeing you for quite some time. I couldn’t resist.” He licked his lips hungrily. “And when I found out about the clue, I just had to tell you. To get you to come here.”

So that’s what he meant by ‘I knew you’d come’

Harry didn’t know whether to smile weakly or sink into the water. But he guessed he didn’t need to do that because Cedric had already impatiently starting to nip at Harry’s earlobe.

Harry cursed under his breath. No way…! I don’t want to be gay! I’ve too much to lose! Harry thought to himself. What will Hermione do when she finds out...? Heck, what is Ron\'s reaction going to be? He\'ll either kill me or kill me! Then he absent-mindedly thought about Cho.

Cho was the only girl in this life he had fallen hard for. She was a sweet, Chinese-British girl with looks that would melt his nerves every time he saw her smile. She possessed certain warmth whenever she did smile, and it made Harry feel at home wherever he had been. He felt like he could understand her, know her much better. But a distant thought assured him that things won’t happen between him and Cho.

His thoughts were cut short when Cedric bit Harry’s neck again. Harry yelped in pleasure as Cedric lapped his pain away with his tongue.

He loved what Cedric was doing to him, he was certain of that.

Harry put his arm around Cedric’s back and pulled him closer to him. He started kissing Cedric’s body, trailing from his neck towards his cheek. That got Cedric’s attention and pulled away from Harry’s neck. When he did, Harry put his arm around Cedric’s neck kissed him.

Their kiss continued on, and over time the kiss deepened and their soft moans of pleasure locked within their mouths echoed throughout the bathroom.

Harry felt like there was a fire burning deep within him, surging within the pit of his stomach. If it were any hotter, Harry could have sworn that the fire could have jumped out and burned him to death.

Then kill me now, Harry replied that thought. If I’d died right now, I’d die a happy man.

Harry felt like he got his wish when suddenly the Prefects Bathroom door swung open. Cedric forcefully broke off the kiss, cursing under his breath. “I thought I locked that.”

Harry wanted to turn around to see who it was when Cedric forcefully pushed him underwater. After a few moments, he heard a conversation going about and then he heard the door close. It was only then that he was allowed to break the surface.

“I have to leave.” Cedric said unwillingly, staring at the water below him. “That was my father. He wants me to go celebrate somewhere with his friends.”

Wiping his face, Harry tried hard to think of what to say. He struggled for words when Cedric continued regrettably. “I’ll see you some other time, then.” Cedric palmed the ledge and hoisted himself out of the bath. Harry was sane enough not to look while he did this, and while Cedric wiped himself off and put his clothes back on.

“Um… Cedric.” Harry called out to him as he opened the door. Cedric stood there, waiting for Harry to speak.

“Um… Good luck. For the next challenge.” Harry said, feeling himself shrink slowly into the water when he found out that he only had that much courage to say that.

Cedric paused for a while, looking away. Then he looked back at Harry and gave him a warm smile with a longing look in his eyes as he left the room. Then his smile broke into a cheeky grin and he said, “You too, Potter.”

He closed the door silently behind him.

Click. The door locked itself.

Harry sat there in the bath all alone. Silence. He looked around him to see most of the bubbles had already gone.

He touched his lips with his fingers. It was hard to believe that Cedric’s lips had been there. It still hurt, yes, he couldn’t deny that. But this time it was a different kind of pain… The pain of not feeling Cedric’s skin against his lips. The pain ached and it was slowly killing him. But then he kept on thinking about Cedric, his thoughts and memories lingering in his head.

Things are going to change around here, he thought drowsily.

And then, he fell into a light sleep and dozed off inside the Prefect’s Bathroom on the 5th floor.