Someone To Make It Better

Well, here I am again. I don\'t own any of this, it\'s all in my head. Blah blah.

_________LET\'SGO!!

The cold January Morning air attacked Harry, Ron and Hermione as they slipped out the Entrance Hall and jogged down the snow-covered slope to Hagrid\'s Hut. It was freezing. All the trees were capped in ice, and the Forbidden Forest looked like a distant arctic mountain range, rather than a dark wood. Ron seemed to be feeling the cold the worst, swearing and damning blindly.

\"For fucks sake! Yeah, I mean it was fun at Christmas, but that\'s Christmas, right? This stupid fucking weather...\"

Hermione laughed sarastically. \"OK then, Ron, next year we\'ll try and base the weather around you, OK?\"

Ron looked confused. \"Yeah, OK then... no, wait, I never said I wanted that, right Harry?\"

But Harry was too deep in his thought to respond. He was thinking about the Second Task, and about how close it now seemed. It was only five weeks away. He was terrified. He could admit it now. He\'d tried everything he could think of - he\'d cast Revealing Spells on it, held it over a fire, transfigured it into a chicken. He\'d even followed Cedric\'s hint, that he should have a bath. Well, the bath was nice, but it didn\'t make think him of anything else over than that maybe he would like to prefect. And that was where one of the main problems lay. Cho and Cedric. Harry liked Cho - he liked her alot. But Cedric was now catching his eye. He seemed so handsome. Everyone knew he was, but now Harry felt it in a different way. He didn\'t feel jealous, or annoyed. He felt like stroking Cedric, touching Cedric, pleasuring Cedric. But he had enough on his mind, with the Tournament, Voldemort, Sirius and whoever it was who wanted him dead. Harry couldn\'t cope. The last thing he needed was to be confused about his sexuality! He wasn\'t gay! He wasn\'t, he couldn\'t be! But he couldn\'t help but think about Cedric, and how good-looking he was, about how strong and manly he seemed.

It was only when Harry heard Draco Malfoy\'s cruel laugh that he realised they had reached Hagrid\'s hut. Ron had tripped, and collapsed head-first in the snow. Soaking wet, he stood up, ready to punch Malfoy. Hermione jumped forward, intoning her usual chant of \'ignore him\' again and again to Ron, as she dried his robes with a complicated flick of her wand. Generally, Harry would of leapt to Ron\'s defense, maybe even try to punch Malfoy. But not this time.

Hagrid burst out of his hut, wrapped in a thick coat and jacket, towering over them. He rubbed his hands together and smiled merrily.

\"Blimey, it\'s cold out \'ere. Hermione \'nd Parvati, light up those fires would yeh\'?\" He bellowed.

Once the small fires were burning, just managing to keep the temperature above freezing, Hagrid introduced them to a large bird called a \'Diricrawl\'. The class set to work trying to feed it, without scaring it into exploding into a pile of feathers. But again, Harry couldn\'t concentrate. He couldn\'t think! All throughout the rest of the day he tried desperately to pick up any spells that might help him, but to no avail. Professor Binns just moaned on about a plague of Red Caps in 1876, Snape showed them how to brew a potion that made its drinker grow extra legs, and Professor Sprout just asked the class to weed out an invasion of strange pink flowers that were trying to eat the Mandrakes she was growing. Soon it was dinner, and Harry couldn\'t taste the sausages and potatoes, couldn\'t smell the delicious food, and could only vaguely hear Hermione and Fred arguing over house-elf rights.

Harry finished his meal quickly. He hadn\'t been that hungry - he had enough butterflies in his stomach to last him a good few weeks-worth of food - but he had, just because it was warm, compared to the cold outside. He stood up, and hurried up to the common room, telling Hermione and Ron to leave him alone to figure out the clue. He raced down the corridors, round the twist, up the stairs, through the archway, up the stairs, across the hallway, and through the Fat Lady, giving her the password (Brussel Sprouts) so loudly she shuddered. He burst into the dormitory and collapsed on his bed, feeling tears well up in his eyes. He wasn\'t going to cry, only stupid babies cry. But he couldn\'t hold them in any longer. It wasn\'t fair! He hadn\'t wanted to enter the tournament! He hadn\'t cheated! He didn\'t need this, any of it! He should be thinking about whether there was time for a quick snowball fight before charms, rather than whether he\'d survive the next task. Tears slid down his cheeks, and he let out a low moan of pain and anguish. He grabbed the egg from his chest of drawers and threw it across the room. It fell to the floor with a dull thud and cracked open, as it always did, letting out the same old scream. He stumbled over to it and slammed it shut.

He collapsed on the floor, holding his head in his hands. He wanted someone to hold him. He thought about Cedric, about the way he laughed, the way he walked, the sexy way he spoke. Harry sobbed harder into his hands. All this, all this pain, and he was fucking gay as well. It wasn\'t fair. He stood up, wiping his eyes, and set off. He didn\'t know where he was going. He wanted to go, to be free, free from this stupid competition. He stumbled down hallways, his footsteps echoing around him. He kept sobbing, all of his emotions coming to the boil, spilling out of his eyes. He was on the second floor now, tripping up his feet, knocking over piles of parchment, but he was too upset to care.

\"Harry?\"

He\'d heard a voice. From behind him. He spun around, glancing anxiously around him. It was Cedric. Cedric was looking out of an empty classroom, gazing at Harry with a look of concern on his face. Harry realised he didn\'t want to be with of Cedric, not like this, not when he looked like a homesick first-year. He turned around, wiping his eyes so hard they stung. He heard Cedric\'s sharp footsteps behind him, and firm hands on his shoulders, guiding him around. He looked into Cedric\'s eyes. Cedric looked worried, slightly confused. Harry couldn\'t help but smile as he looked at the boy he might be in love with, looking so concerned for him.

\"You\'re crying... Look, come in here. I skipped dinner to practise for the task.\"

Cedric guided Harry into the empty classroom and sat him down on a table. Harry tried hard not to cry, but tears still clogged his throat and his eyelids. He heard Cedric sit down, and Harry couldn\'t help but break down.

\"It\'s so hard, Cedric...\" He cried, choking on tears, \"I t-try not to s-say. But I... I d-didn\'t cheat my w-way in. I don\'t want t-to do it. It\'s st-stupid. I\'m gonna f-fail.\"

Cedric gazed at Harry, looking concerned. \"I never thought you did cheat, Harry. But didn\'t you follow my clue?\"

\"Yes... I went to th-the prefects\' bathr-room and I... pinefresh and I ... didn\'t th-think of anything. Nothing to help.\"

Cedric couldn\'t help but let out a gentle laugh. \"You idiot,\" he said softly, patting Harry\'s back. \"You\'re supposed to open the egg underwater. Look, I\'ll show you. Come on.\"

Harry looked up, and for the first time he didn\'t start crying again. Did Cedric really mean that? Images of Harry and Cedric in the bath together filled Harry\'s mind. He nodded his head slowly, and stood up.

\"What about th-the prefects though?\"

Cedric grinned. \"It\'s their meeting with Dumbledore tonight. I got off because I said I had to practise. No one\'ll be there.\"

Harry smiled weakly. Cedric grabbed his egg, and led Harry to the prefects\' bathroom. They didn\'t talk much along the way. Cedric said the password, and led Harry inside. Harry was amazed again, at how beautiful the glistening bathroom seemed. Cedric stepped over to the taps and winded a few on expertly, letting hot pink bubbley water fill the pool. They stood by each other nervously for a few moments.

\"Well... erm... we\'ll go in in our boxers, OK?\" Cedric said, glancing at Harry.

Harry nodded, and they began to undress, looking away from each other. When they were half un-dressed, Harry glanced over at Cedric. He could see the older boy\'s toned, muscular torso. Cedric unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers, revealing to Harry sculptured, meaty legs, laced in thick brown hair. He was wearing tight black boxers, which showed a large package in their front. Harry gasped silently, and hoped he wouldn\'t get an erection. He unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers too, feeling Cedric\'s gaze on him, looking him up and down.

\"Do you work out?\" Cedric said calmly, as if he did this sort of thing everyday.

Harry lowered his head, embarassed. \"Mmm-hmm. For Quidditch, and stuff.\"

\"Nice...\"

Harry smiled. He tried to remember that Cedric wasn\'t doing this because he wanted Harry, just because he wanted a Hogwarts winner. It probably wasn\'t even that, he probably just didn\'t wanted to be annoyed by Harry anymore...

Cedric splashed into the bath, diving down and pushing up from the bottom. He bobbed in the water, smiling at Harry, who couldn\'t help but notice how divine Cedric\'s muscles looked when soaked in hot water. Harry jumped in as well, and swam over to Cedric throught he thick bubbles. They splashed water over each other for a while, before Cedric swam over to the side, Harry following, and they talked by the edge.

\"Harry... was the tournament really all that was bothering you? There wasn\'t anything else...?\"

Harry gulped. \"Well... you and...\"

\"...me and Cho?\"

Harry took a deep breath. \"Yeah. You... you and Cho.\"

Cedric put his hand on Harry\'s shoulder, sending electric shivers down Harry\'s spine. \"Me and Cho... we\'re not seeing each other.\"

Harry gasped in surprise. \"You\'re not?!\"

\"No, Harry. We\'re just friends. I\'m... I\'m gay.\"

Harry swam back from Cedric a little. \"You... you\'re gay?!\"

Cedric looked at first upset, then angry, misinterpretting what Harry had said. \"Yeah, I\'m fucking gay. A fag. A homo. Any other insults?\"

\"No! No! I didn\'t mean that. I meant... Well, it\'s just... I might be... you know, gay too...\"

The words seemed like a gunshot to Harry. He\'d never said he was, never admitted it, and now he was speaking to Cedric about his sexuality. Cedric looked shocked. He swam closer to Harry.

\"You\'re gay? Gay as in...\"

\"What do you think? Gay as in... I like... I like cock.\"

The words seemed to explode out of his mouth. He waited for Cedric to laugh, or shout, or get out the pool and leave in disgust. He shut his eyes, trying hard not to cry again. He\'d blown it. But the next thing he felt were warm soft lips upon his, prying his mouth open. Harry complied, to shocked to refuse. The lips - Cedric\'s lips - opened his mouth, and Harry felt a soft, strong tongue on his, hot and sticky. He returned the touch, letting his tongue slide over Cedric\'s, until their tongues were dancing together, in each other\'s mouths. Harry felt a hand on his neck, squeezing gentley, the thumb stroking him. Harry opened his eyes slowly, to see Cedric\'s face close to his, eyes open, gazing fondly at Harry. Harry wasn\'t shocked, or worried anymore. He couldn\'t explain it, but now nothing seemed important, except for right here, right now. He awkwardly pushed his hand up, around Cedric\'s hips, massaging his hot skin gentley. He felt Cedric\'s left hand slide down his chest, and around Harry\'s boxers. Harry stopped the kiss and moaned, struggling to stay floating, as Cedric squeezed his bulged eagerly, the other hand rubbing his arse.

\"It\'s a little uncomfortable, trying to make you feel good, when I can hardly stay afloat. How about we go to one of the drying chairs?\" Cedric murmured, feeling Harry\'s erection grow.

Harry nodded his head slowly, and they climbed out of the pool. Cedric showed Harry a warm sofa, in the corner of the room, and laid Harry down on it. He got on his knees, beside Harry, and gentley began to pull off Harry\'s soaking wet boxers, before standing up and pulling down his own. Both the teenagers were completely erect. Cedric had a large, veiny penis, uncircumcised. It was light brown in colour, with a thick forest of brown pubic hairs at its base. Harry guessed its size would be around 7-8 inches. Cedric\'s testicales were heavy and hairy, hanging down quite far from his erect cock. Harry\'s erection was smaller, of an average size. His penis wasn\'t so veiny, and was a lighter shade of brown. He was circumcised, and had a very thick bed of pubic hairs, dark black. His testicales were more wrinkley, and slightly larger. Harry couldn\'t take his eyes off of the large member standing to attention above him. Cedric was rubbing it slowly, looking at Harry\'s own penis.

\"Cedric...\" Harry murmured, his left hand reaching our and touch the older boy\'s leg. \"Come and lie with me.\"

Cedric smiled once more, and lay down beside Harry. Their hot lips found each other again, only this time Harry was prepared. His hands quickly discovered and explored Cedric\'s muscular body, until one hand found his large cock. Harry looked at Cedric, smiling.

\"I... I want to suck your... cock.\"

Cedric took a deep breath. \"I\'d love you to, Harry.\"

Harry eagerly worked his way down Cedric\'s torso, kissing and licking every nipple, freckle and mole, leaving a curving line down his chest. His tongue found the base of Cedric\'s cock, and tentatively Harry licked at it, tesing it. It tasted nice, so Harry licked up it, up the veiny mountain, his right hand tickling Cedric\'s balls. He heard his lover groan as he licked at the pink head, before he worked it into his mouth, sucking it eagerly. Hary worked down the shaft, his lips tight around it. He began to pump in and out, finding it easier to, now he had gotten used to its size. Harry descended, eyes set on his target - the very bottom. He gagged the first time, causing Cedric to stop him, in concern. The second time he reached it, feeling a pop as Cedric was completely inside him. Harry could feel Cedric\'s thick pubic hairs in his nose, and tickling his skin. He worked back up, and began to pump in and out, loving the way Cedric gently held his head, guiding him up and down. He stopped sucking and licked keenly on the large balls, maturbating Cedric quickly at the same time. He slurped each one in and out. Harry eagerly began sucking on the large cock again, pumping in and out now. He had a new goal - tasting his first load of sperm. He began to work it in and out quicker and quicker, sometimes deep-throating it, changing his pressure, sometimess soft, sometimes hard. He heard Cedric gasp, and hold Harry\'s head down as he came, thick globs of white cum shooting down Harry\' throat, arching back up. Finally, he let go. He sat up, breathing deeply.

\"Harry... that was amazing. But I\'m sorry, I shouldn\'t of held you down.\"

Harry laughed, wiping sperm from his lips. \"Don\'t worry. I liked it.\"

Cedric grinned, glancing at Harry\'s erect cock. He eagerly took it in his hand, and began to masturabate. He looked at Harry.

\"I want you to fuck me, Harry.\"

Harry gasped. He\'d been expecting to be fucked, him being younger.

\"Are you sure?\"

\"Of course. I want to feel that cock of yours inside me.\"

Harry grinned. \"But what about lube? And condoms?\"

Cedric looked puzzled. \"Condoms... what are condoms?\"

Harry remembered that condoms were a muggle invention.

\"I don\'t want to give you anything bad... or get anything.\" He said, moaning as Cedric wanked him harder.

\"That\'s OK. I\'ve never, you know.... done anything before.\"

\"Me neither. Well, OK then. Lube me up.\"

Cedric smiiled wickedly and leant down, licking up and down Harry\'s shaft, lathering it in spit. He drooled spit over the head, watching it glide down. Harry sat up, his cock standing to attention. Cedric lay on his back, feet in the air. Harry sucked on a finger and tentatively worked it inside Cedric\'s asshole, loving the tight feeling. Cedric moaned softly. Harry withdrew it, and got between Cedric\'s legs, and slowly pushed the head of his erection inside his lover. The older boy gasped, yelping slightly, gripping onto the side of the chair. Harry nearly pulled out, for fear of hurting him, but he could see Cedric\'s spent dick begin to stir. Harry continued entering him, groaning as he felt the hot tightness. Soon he was two-thirds inside. He squeezed his ass muscles together and pushed inside completely. Cedric groaned loudly, slapping the chair-fabric. Harry pulled out, and began pumping, working in-and-out, groaning as he went. It felt so good, and so tight. His balls slapped on Cedric\'s cheeks as he rammed in and out, and he began to wank furiously Cedric\'s cock, which was now sticking up. Cedric pushed up, and leant his head forward, and he and Harry kissed, as Harry rammed in and out, feeling the electricity building between them, the hotness that was growing, and developing. He let out a growl, followed by a deep, guturral groan. He stared at Cedric\'s beautiful face, at how it was contorting in pleasure. An hour ago he wouldn\'t of thought this would be happening. He was ramming in and out, shouting vague swearwords, his left hand holding onto Cedric\'s muscular thigh, the other jerking him off rapidly.

The pleasure built, and Harry could feel it begin to boil, he could feel the tightness, feel the hot rush of pleasure grow. Like a timebomb, he knew what was going to happen. His muscles seized up, his arms shook violently, and he felt Cedric feel the same. His lover writhed about, and Harry\'s dick loved it, the way Cedric\'s muscles went into a spasm, building up the pressure, until they both exploded, Harry letting out his seed, spilling it deep inside of Cedric, hot stream after stream of sperm being let free. Cedric\'s sperm hit Harry on the chest and face, accompanied by loud groans.

Gradually, they stopped, and Harry pulled out, breathing heavily. He licked up Cedric\'s sperm, and they kissed once more, a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues mixing body fluids, hands rubbing on flesh. Cedric groaned in Harry\'s mouth, stroking his back. The kiss ended and they stood up.

\"Well...\" Harry said. \"That was amazing.\"

Cedric laughed, pulling Harry towards him, wrapping his arms around him. \"You bet. Now, shall I show you that clue?\"

Harry grinned, and Cedric showed him the egg, showed him the Merpeople\'s song, and they both left the bathroom as far greater friends - and lovers - than when they entered it.

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