Two Lions and a Badger

A/N: Not mine. If I was getting paid to write, I wouldn't be working my ass off in a bowling alley snack bar three days a week and I wouldn't be worried about paying back my student loans. This fic is dedicated to all of my fave authors: Cassie Black, Norische, Kamerreon, Roozette, Shadowsamurai, and many more.

Warnings: Mention of twincest, MPreg, underaged sex (this is 4th year, before Harry's 15th birthday; the sex doesn't actually happen, sorry), and character death (though in this story it doesn't actually happen).


"Kill the spare!" came the rasping voice moments before the beam of green light brightened the graveyard. Harry Potter watched in horror as the beam struck the other boy with him, knocking him down, his wide open eyes glassy in death.

No! screamed his mind. Not Cedric! Please not Cedric! He watched helplessly as he was bound to the gravestone of Tom Riddle Senior, while Wormtail resurrected his master using the ingredients unwittingly provided by his father's bones and his blood being mixed with Pettigrew's hand. Shortly after that the Death Eaters arrived eager for their master to lead them once more.

Then came the duel, Dark Lord versus Boy-Who-Lived. Priori Incantatem occurred becuase the two wands shared a core, feathers from Fawkes, showing Harry images of Voldemort's most recent victims including Cedric and his parents. The spell-memories held off Voldemort and his Death Eaters so that the young Gryffindor could escape with Cedric's body.

Harry landed in the field, his arms firmly clasped around the cooling body of Cedric Diggory, crying his heart out.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

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"NOOOOOOOO!"

"Harry! Harry, wake up!" demanded a voice next to his ear. Blearily, emerald-green eyes made out the fuzzy form of Ronald Weasley, who immediately handed him his glasses. Unfortunately, his stomach decided to expel it's contents all over Ron's bare feet.

"EURGH!" groaned the redhead. He quickly vanished the mess and cast a cleaning charm on his feet. "Harry, what happened this time? What did you see?"

"Cedric dying, killed by Wormtail."

"It was just a nightmare Harry. Diggory's safe and sound in the Badger Hole, you know that."

"I know, it's just...it could have ended so differently if I hadn't screamed for him to get down."

"I know, mate. Just try to put it out of your mind. We leave tomorrow, so get some sleep yeah?"

"Yeah."

The room was soon filled with the sound's of Ron's snores. The others hadn't even awakened, their silencing charms solidly in place to block out their roommate's castle-shaking nighttime vocalizations. Strangely enough, the noise soothed Harry back to sleep, filling him with the knowledge that his best friend was once more firmly on his side.

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"Rick!" called the slightly older man.

"Ollie!" cried Cedric Diggory, greeting his lover.

"Sorry I couldn't get here sooner, luv. You know how it is."

"All that matters is that you're here now Ollie," assured the Hufflepuff as he snuggled into his companion's embrace. "Cho's been great, but it's just not the same without you."

"I know. But I'm here now. I'm gonna be spending the night with you, and no, we're not gonna do anything more than sleep. You've been through a lot tonight. No arguments."

The younger man closed his mouth on the complaint he'd been about to utter. "Ollie...I've kinda got a confession to make."

Oliver Wood raised an eyebrow and simply said, "Oh?"

"Yeah, I've...ummmm....kindagotabitofacrushonHarryPotter," blurted Cedric.

Oliver merely grinned, once he had sorted out what his boyfriend had said. "You too, huh?" to which the other could only gape. "Don't be so shocked, he's turning into a very attractive young man. I was kinda hoping you'd be interested in inviting him to our bed."

"We can't! He's got a crush on Cho!"

"I guess he hasn't figured out she's with Marietta?"

"Obviously."

"Doesn't stop us from trying, though does it?"

"What makes you think he'd be even remotely interested?"

"The fact that he couldn't stop checking out the Weasley twins and myself in the locker room showers?"

"The Weasley twins? Aren't they with Jordan?"

"Yeah, but it's never stopped them from yanking his chain. They really get a kick out of somehow always managing to be doing it in the locker rooms when Harry enters."

"Always?"

"Well, before we got together two years ago, I was joining them. It was loads of fun!" Cedric's eyes glazed over at the thought of his sexy boyfriend being the filling of a Weasley-twin-sandwich. Yummmm! "You should have seen Harry's face the first time he saw us. It was priceless. There I was on my hands and knees with George's cock down my throat and Fred's filling my arse. He was completely gobsmacked. It set the twins off and they came simultaneously. I was in cock-sucker heaven that night."

"But Harry?"

"Umm...I've been wanting him since I saw him this summer at the World Cup. I was hoping the two of you'd stumble into my tent together seeking the safety of my arms. Alas, it was just you."

Cedric responded with a glare worthy of a Slytherin. "I'm guessing I'm not man enough for you?" he demanded icily.

"It's not like that and you know it," retorted the other. "I desire the both of you equally. I would love nothing more than to watch you deflower young Harry Potter before my very eyes while I wank."

"You'd let me go first?"

"You know I can't deny you anything, pet. And besides, it'd be incredible to watch you gently prepare him for penetration before you slowly inserted your big cock in between his pert little arsecheeks. It'd be like seeing living poetry." Cedric gasped as Oliver gently nipped his boyfriend's earlobe. "You know how much I enjoy watching. Almost as much as I like performing," he purred before suckling on the golden throat before him.

"O-O-Ollie, I tho-ought we weren't d-d-doing anything?" panted the Hufflepuff.

"I changed my mind. I'm too worked up thinking about all that incredible threesome sex to not get my broom waxed now," growled out the former Gryffindor. Oliver banished their clothes before crawling on top of his lover, who gasped as their erections came together. "I need to be inside you Ricky. Need to feel your incredible heat engulfing me." Cedric's only response was a low lust-filled moan. Oliver moved down the Hufflepuff Head Boy's body, nipping, licking, and sucking various patches of flesh. He paid plenty of attention to the dusky nipples that always brought out some of the most delicious moans, especially when the steel rings going through them were gently tugged on. "Merlin I love these piercings, pet. Love to pull on them with my teeth."

Cedric gasped again. "Love having you play with them, luv." He moaned all the more enthusiastically when his lover nursed hungrily at his chest, tangling his tongue piercing in the rings, before moving south and wrapping his lips around the impressive uncut cock that loomed from his companion's muscular thighs.

"MMMmmmm...can't get over how incredible you taste, how you look, sound, feel, smell, everything. So incredible. A sexual smorgasboard."

"Don't forget the charms, Ollie. I'm not ready to be a dad just yet."

Oliver chuckled. "Of course. We'll wait until the third part of our family is with us and you've graduated babe. Then I'll get you knocked up. You'll look so beautiful swollen with our child." With that, he waved his wand and cast the contraceptive charm before going down on his boyfriend once more, feasting on the throbbing flesh and savoring the creamy precum that oozed forth. The Keeper gently pushed his piercing into Cedric's slit wringing another delicious cry from the Seeker, followed by yet more precum that flowed down his throat. A wordless, wandless spell later, and Oliver's hand was coated in lube and he started preparing his Badger. One finger brought forth a low moan and he laughed again, the vibrations of his delight shooting sparks through Cedric's cock and up his spine. "More," begged the younger man. That earned him a second finger, scissoring and stretching, working that tight hole ever wider. When Oliver finally shoved a third finger into his lover's body, Cedric growled at him. "If you don't fuck me already, you're sleeping on the couch!"

That just got him a laugh before Oliver positioned him just so and penetrated him in one smooth thrust, garnering another cry of pleasure from his blonde lover. "OLLIE!"

"Merlin, Rick! You're just as tight as ever. Don't know if I'll be able to hold on," gasped out the former Gryffindor.

"Then let go, Ollie. Just let go," said Cedric softly. Oliver murmured his assent and thrust in and out of his boyfriend's clenching heat, filling him over and over before emptying his balls into that fantastic body. He gently pulled out before casting a wandless non-verbal cleaning spell on the both of them, then drew Cedric close to his body. "Merlin," he said again. "Every time with you Rick is just like the first time."

"You're so sweet to say that, Ollie."

"It's the truth. Making love to you is like coming home again. But, there's still something missing."

"I'm guessing that something's name is Harry Potter?"

"I think so."

"We'lll get him Ollie. We'll get him," finished Cedric before releasing a big yawn and snuggling into the other man before falling asleep.

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Harry snuck out of the dorms while everyone else was scrambling to get packed. He was thankful he packed last night. He'd get to enjoy the prefects bathroom one last time before he went back to the Dursley's. Upon reaching the fifth floor, he gave the password to the painting and crept in. He was completely unprepared for the sight that greeted his eyes. There, perched on the edge of the massive tub was Cedric Diggory, stark naked, with an equally naked Oliver Wood sitting in his lap. From the way they were moving, it was obvious what they were doing together. Harry's eyes grew wide in shock. "Oliver? Cedric?" he squeaked out. Merlin this was embarrasing.

"Hey Harry!" called Oliver. "Come join us. There's plenty of cock to go around."

"Ollie, don't scare him. Harry, please come over here."

"Cedric?" asked Harry, confused. "I thought you were with Cho?"

"No, Harry. Cho is a lesbian, just like I'm gay. I've been with Oliver for two years." Cedric removed Oliver from his lap and stood up, his large cock pointing in Harry's direction and glistening with precum and lube. "Harry? Could we talk?" asked the Hufflepuff gently. The words yanked Harry's attention away from his cock and to his face.

"T-t-talk?" stammered the nervous fourth year. "B-b-b-but you're naked?"

"Does it bother you? I could always put on a bathrobe."

"Please?" said Harry, his voice coming out in a squeak again.

Cedric smiled indulgently and summoned both his and Oliver's bathrobes and the pair put them on. "Better?"

"Yeah," said Harry, his breathing returning to normal. He didn't know why he constantly had that reaction when seeing some guys naked. He couldn't be gay! He'd get in so much trouble if the Dursley's found out. They'd beat him even more if he was!

"Harry," coaxed Oliver. "It's okay. We won't hurt you. We just want to talk."

"About what?"

"Well, Ollie said he noticed how much you watched him in the locker rooms during Quidditch, especially when he was with the Weasley twins. Then there's your reaction from just now. You are very interested in what we were doing, but you're scared. Why? It's not uncommon to find same-sex couples in the Wizarding World."

"My...family...the Dursleys...they'd..."

"They'd beat you if they found out, wouldn't they?" asked Oliver, quickly cottoning on. Harry just nodded mutely.

"We won't let them," stated Cedric fiercely. "I'll be damned if I let them hurt one of my lovers."

"WHAT?" demanded Harry incredulously. "Lover? I don't even know you that well, and, yeah, we helped each other out, but that's mostly because everyone else was cheating and we should've all been on even ground. Besides, I don't even know if I'm ready for sex and...and..."

Oliver quieted the hyperventillating boy by kissing him soundly. The younger boy moaned softly and his lips parted in shock, and the older Gryffindor took the opportunity offered to him and slipped his tongue inside. Harry whimpered as his tongue was gently perusaded to play. He was startled again when another mouth attacked his neck, sucking and nibbling on the warm skin. Finally, the older guys pulled back, leaving a gasping Harry.

"Harry," said Cedric softly. "We don't want just sex. We want to make love to you."

"But, you're together," protested the fourth year.

"We're not complete," said Oliver. "We think you'll complete us. We want you Harry. We want to feel your fiery spirit scorch our souls when we're inside you and when you're inside us. We want you to become ours and only ours. Let us love you Harry. We promise to make it feel good. We also promise you won't be alone this summer. We'll come by as often as we can and we'll make damn sure those fucking muggles know it too. You'll never be alone again."

"Do you promise?"

"With all our heart," swore both older men.

Harry's primary thought was this was too good to be true. How could they want him like that? He was closer to Oliver, but only because they were in the same house and on the Quidditch team together. The only things he had in common with Cedric was Quidditch and the Tournament from Hell. Other than those things, he really didn't know the other two well enough to get into a relationship with them.

"Tell you what, Harry. We'll take it slowly. How about, over the summer, we hang out with you and get to know each other better."

"You mean like dating?

"Exactly. Then, after you've had some time to adjust to the idea, perhaps we can take if further. But until then, you set the pace. Okay?"

"I guess so. But what about the Dursely's?"

"Well, they won't dare lay a hand on you if we're over often enough, because we'll see it immediately. Naturally, since it's the off season, I'll be able to come around more often, while Cedric gets a job or a higher education, whichever comes first."

"I was thinking of getting my Mastery in Charms and Herbology."

"Well, you can study with Harry, while the both of you benefit from the studying and you can use that time to get to know each other better. Sound good?"

"Sounds great to me. What about you, Harry?"

"I guess so."

"Then it's settled. This summer, we start the wooing and shite."

Harry didn't know what to make of everything, it was all happening so fast. The other two realized this and both cuddled him close. "Don't worry so much. We'll take care of you Harry. We promised, and we have no intention of breaking that promise." And Harry believed them. The emerald-eyed teen started crying.

"What's wrong, pet?" murmured Oliver.

"I...I...just," began Harry.

"Shhh," soothed Cedric. "It'll be okay, you'll see." Together, they soothed Harry's fears and his tears soon stopped. Both boys kissed him sweetly before they parted and left to board the train. Harry finally looked forward to summer for the first time in his life.