You Can't Get What You Want
Title: You Can't Get What You Want
Author: sugareey (aka ME)
Rating: pg-13
Pairing: Harry/Cedric and Harry/Draco. 'nuff said.
Word Count: 2,224
Summary: this is what we missed during the famous Yule Ball, due to J.K.R.'s failure for leaving out the details. yes, we may want to reexamine this again.
Disclaimer: not mine. however, it is my duty to manipulate the characters.
Warning: i have 3 words for you. boys in denial. that should tell you something.
A/N: this is for the AWDT prompt 'dancing on my own' for nocturnali and jamie2109. cheers!
When Harry left the Great Hall with Ron, people noticed. It was bad enough to sit through the Yule Ball, watching everyone dance. It was even worse to hear Percy’s never-ending chatter about his Ministry duties. After the confrontation with Hermione, Harry thought Ron was going to punch something soon. It would be best to avoid a scene. Little did he know that Cedric watched him disappear into the entrance hall.
Cedric was having a good time dancing with Cho. They had been dancing for hours. They were exhausted but having fun all the same. To see Harry slip out of sight was quite strange. Where was his date? Why was Ron with him? Cedric continued to dance, distracting himself by looking into Cho’s beautiful eyes and smiling until the song ended. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he led Cho to a nearby table. They were both laughing as he pulled out a chair for her.
“I’ll get some drinks,” managed Cedric, clearly out of breath. “D’you want butterbeer or…”
“Butterbeer would be lovely,” replied Cho, sitting down to catch her breath. “Try to be quick so we don’t miss a good song!”
“Alright, I’ll be back.”
Cedric kissed Cho’s cheek before heading toward the refreshments table. With rowdy students crowded around, he proudly made his way to grab two butterbeers before quietly slipping out of the Great Hall. If he could investigate what his opponent was up to, then he would. Perhaps he should also tell Harry about the second task. Moody had mentioned something about wailing merpeople. He should have known that the wailing egg needed to be dunked underwater for him to hear the song. Since Harry had done him a favor, he decided to return it.
The entrance hall was quiet and dark as Cedric looked around. He saw the front doors were open, so he slowly approached them before poking his head out. He could immediately make out fiery hair and a mop of jet-black from the fairy lights lingering around the rose garden. What was Harry doing there with Ron? Was Harry gay? Who would have known? Cedric had begun to observe him ever since their Quidditch match from last year. He had to admit that Harry was an excellent Seeker. It surprised him how someone so good-looking wasn’t getting much action. But he knew that Ron was meant for Hermione. He witnessed them having a row earlier on. Blame it on Krum.
Still, Harry didn’t choose him. After all, he was pretty hot himself. He was the Captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team and he had received a number of O.W.L.S. One could consider Cedric as popular as Krum, now that he received daily requests for autographs from screaming girls. Girls. He was supposed to like girls. He could win any of them over. Blokes seemed to be the problem. But he was with a very pretty girl and that was enough to maintain his reputation publicly. Off to the side, he could always spend his time ogling over Harry. The boy really did have talent if he could outdo a Hungarian Horntail with a Firebolt.
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Draco found himself next to Crabbe and Goyle after Pansy ditched him to get the latest scoop from her friends. The crowd was going wild as the Weird Sisters continued to play more music. He scowled at the group of Slytherin girls, who were now talking unanimously. That was when he saw Potter leave with Weasley. Granger was ironically not with them. Ah yes! She was dancing with Viktor Krum! How could he forget? Draco thought it was a rather poor choice for a date, but Krum was a famous Seeker so he didn’t care. Nevertheless, curiosity got the better of him. Potter should be with Parvati instead wandering off with Weasley.
“Going to get drinks. Want any?” asked Draco as he started parting from the dance floor.
“Naw, we’re good,” answered Crabbe happily. “We’re so stuffed.”
“Wicked good food, I would say,” added Goyle.
Draco rolled his eyes before pushing his way through the crowd. He passed the refreshments table, making a detour to the entrance hall. He stopped dead when he saw the silhouette of a tall, slim figure near the front doors. Gradually sneaking up behind it, he realized it was Cedric Diggory. What was pretty boy Diggory doing here? Why wasn’t he with his one true love? Draco was so close to Diggory that he wasn’t expecting him to turn around. When he did, Draco quickly took refuge within the dark shadows created by the doors. He pressed himself against the wall.
“That stupid ponce! It could have been me!” muttered Cedric furiously before walking back to the Great Hall with his two butterbeers.
What did that mean? Draco waited for him to vanish before he went to see what Diggory was staring at. Potter. He should have known. Potter and Weasley were talking within the rose garden. Their heads were so low that they could have been snogging. Potter’s gay? But wasn’t Weasley in love with Granger? It was common knowledge that he pined for her. Potter could have done better though. There were enough blokes at Hogwarts that would die for his attention. Maybe Potter really did have bad taste.
The fairy lights made Potter’s hair shine. Illuminated in light, he almost looked like a sex god. Potter lifted his head for a moment, wearing a deep, thoughtful expression. Draco had to admit he looked adorable like that. No wonder he was such a heartthrob. And with Potter in dress robes, he looked confident and formal. Draco wanted to kick himself for looking so uptight and arrogant for his own good. Enough of these inappropriate thoughts! Draco definitely fancied girls. He just couldn’t help studying other blokes for looking so smashing. It was natural instinct, right?
He could hear voices getting louder. Potter and Weasley! Draco briskly returned to the Great Hall, joining the crowd of screaming and dancing students as if he were there the whole time. He bumped into Diggory, who simply nodded before moving deeper into the crowd with Cho. Draco glared at the back of his head, remembering he had spied on Potter as well. Then he realized something.
“Diggory’s a poof?” Draco said to himself. “He has one of the prettiest girls of the school and he’s going after Potter?”
“Oh, Draco!”
Draco spun around to find Pansy pushing her way to him.
“I’ve been looking for you! Where did you go?”
“Went to get some fresh air. I was practically dancing on my own.”
“I’m so sorry! I couldn’t help myself-”
“I know,” answered Draco impatiently, waving a hand dismissively. “Shall we dance now?”
Pansy could only smile. Draco nodded resignedly and took his position. Pansy was acting so giddy that she planted a wet kiss on his cheek. He tried to restrain himself from blushing. As he danced, he could see Diggory narrowing his eyes at him.
Somehow, Cedric knew Malfoy was up to something. He saw him enter the Great Hall. When did Malfoy leave? What was he plotting? Malfoy would probably try to humiliate someone, most likely Harry. Harry! Harry was supposed to be his! As long as no one else knew, Cedric would claim Harry for himself. And if bloody Malfoy wanted him, it would be a tough fight. He hoped that wouldn’t happen.
“Ow! Cedric!”
Cedric looked down, realizing he had stepped on Cho’s foot by accident.
“Sorry, love. Just a bit tired, I s’pose.”
“The ball will be ending soon. Let’s make the best of it.”
Cedric grinned as he made a mental note not to think about Harry until the end of the night. Sometimes, it was just one boy’s dream to want something he couldn’t have.
~~~~~
Harry was so sick of Ron and Hermione’s bickering that he decided to walk alone. The Yule Ball had ended and it wasn’t surprising that his friends picked up right where they left off. He was trying to analyze what he heard Hagrid tell Madame Maxime. So giants did exist. He thought it was lame how Maxime couldn’t admit being half-giant herself when it was obvious. Absorbed in his thoughts, Harry was surprised when Cedric Diggory called for him. Harry noticed Cho was waiting in the entrance hall as Cedric raced up the marble staircase to catch up with him. What shocked him the most was what Cedric told him to do.
“Take a bath and-er-take the egg with you, and-er-just mull things over in the hot water. It’ll help you think…Trust me.”
Harry could barely catch Cedric’s directions to the Prefect bathroom. He could only stare. Why did he need to take a bath? His hygienic habits were fine, thank you very much. He was about to comment when Cedric winked. Harry watched him make his way back to Cho before he headed up to Gryffindor Tower.
Was Cedric flirting with him? Of course, Cedric was hot, but what was up with the bathing advice? Was that a way to get him naked? Harry shuddered at that wonderful thought before remembering that Cedric was taken. Damn. Maybe Cedric was trying to hit on him to piss him off. Unfortunately, it was working. Ignoring what just happened, Harry wrathfully walked down the corridor until he ran into someone.
“Sorry, I didn’t see-”
“No need to apologize, Potter.”
Standing right before him was none other than Draco Malfoy. He still looked like the obnoxious git he was, but much more attractive. Harry didn’t like the way his body was reacting to that. He tried to walk around him.
“In a rush?” queried Malfoy lightly, blocking Harry’s way.
“Unless sleeping is an emergency, then yes.”
“I can help you with that,” offered Malfoy mischievously.
“Pardon?”
“C’mon, Potter. You were having it off with Weasley. I know your dirty little secret. What are you going to do now?”
“I wasn’t-what did you say?”
“That’s exactly what I’m talking about.”
“Listen, Malfoy,” Harry explained hastily, “I wasn’t doing anything with Ron. I don’t know why the hell you were spying on me but I wouldn’t do that!”
“Didn’t look like that from what I could see.”
“It’s called talking. Ever hear of it? Now if you’ll excuse me-”
“Aren’t you going to accept my offer? I’m giving you a freebie…”
“What are you-oh.”
Harry panicked as Malfoy stepped toward him. He kept backing away, trying to look for an escape route. He knew it was too late when his back hit solid wall. Shit.
“So how about it?” Draco purred in Harry’s ear as he pinned Harry to the wall. “You’re everyone’s hot shot. I guess I’m just lucky.”
“Malfoy! Get the-”
Draco shut him up by licking a long trail along Harry’s throat and up to his jaw line. Harry let out an involuntary moan as hands caressed him. Pink, delicious lips were coming toward him. Harry felt disoriented as the lips met with his own. The kiss was soft and gentle, unlike previous experimental snogs Harry was able to sneak in with other boys and girls. He felt like he was floating in the sky. He could feel the hands undoing his bow tie to unbutton his shirt. His dress robes were being pushed aside…
Suddenly, Draco released Harry. He cocked his head to the side, studying him thoroughly.
“Want more? It’ll be on me…”
Harry glared at Malfoy. He was about to retort but Draco kissed him again.
“Diggory would love to do this to you. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”
So Cedric had spied on Harry too? What was wrong with these people? It was like they were attracted to him like magnets when he could care less. But when Harry actually tried, like he did when he asked Cho to the ball, nothing happened. Although he fancied Cho and checked Cedric out a few times, he would have none of their shit. They made him feel stupid. Malfoy on the other hand…
“Kiss and tell, Malfoy, and I promise to make your life a living hell.”
Before Draco could utter a word, Harry grabbed him to snog him senseless. He let a hand reach inside of Draco’s dress robes, smoothing it over his abdomen. Harry wandered lower, pressing his hand to Draco’s groin. Draco gasped as he felt himself react to the touch. He pulled Harry closer to him. Harry broke away with a smug grin. Somehow his fingers had intertwined with Draco’s.
“Potter…10 o’clock tomorrow night…”
“Ha! Fuck you.”
“I’d be glad to. Now if we meet at the dungeons then we can-”
“Sometimes you can’t get what you want, Malfoy.”
Draco stared at Harry, who simply let go of his hand. Harry grinned as he walked away. It was when he went through the portrait hole, completely dazed, that he found Hermione yelling at Ron. She didn’t even acknowledge him and stomped up to the girls’ dormitories.
“Well-that just proves-completely missed the point-”
Harry thought Hermione proposed her point pretty well. He was hardly listening to Ron as he felt the buzz get to him. Then he realized why he was feeling so faint. Perhaps he’ll just have to take a stroll through the dungeons tomorrow.
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Note: of course all of this is based on the Yule ball scene in Goblet of Fire. Cedric's bath quote and Ron's quote above is actually from the book (p.431 and 432, U.S. version). I hope you knew that. Harry was really with Ron in the rose garden listening to Hagrid and Maxime. It's easy to assume they were snogging when you're jealous of the Golden Boy. talk about drama.
Author: sugareey (aka ME)
Rating: pg-13
Pairing: Harry/Cedric and Harry/Draco. 'nuff said.
Word Count: 2,224
Summary: this is what we missed during the famous Yule Ball, due to J.K.R.'s failure for leaving out the details. yes, we may want to reexamine this again.
Disclaimer: not mine. however, it is my duty to manipulate the characters.
Warning: i have 3 words for you. boys in denial. that should tell you something.
A/N: this is for the AWDT prompt 'dancing on my own' for nocturnali and jamie2109. cheers!
When Harry left the Great Hall with Ron, people noticed. It was bad enough to sit through the Yule Ball, watching everyone dance. It was even worse to hear Percy’s never-ending chatter about his Ministry duties. After the confrontation with Hermione, Harry thought Ron was going to punch something soon. It would be best to avoid a scene. Little did he know that Cedric watched him disappear into the entrance hall.
Cedric was having a good time dancing with Cho. They had been dancing for hours. They were exhausted but having fun all the same. To see Harry slip out of sight was quite strange. Where was his date? Why was Ron with him? Cedric continued to dance, distracting himself by looking into Cho’s beautiful eyes and smiling until the song ended. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he led Cho to a nearby table. They were both laughing as he pulled out a chair for her.
“I’ll get some drinks,” managed Cedric, clearly out of breath. “D’you want butterbeer or…”
“Butterbeer would be lovely,” replied Cho, sitting down to catch her breath. “Try to be quick so we don’t miss a good song!”
“Alright, I’ll be back.”
Cedric kissed Cho’s cheek before heading toward the refreshments table. With rowdy students crowded around, he proudly made his way to grab two butterbeers before quietly slipping out of the Great Hall. If he could investigate what his opponent was up to, then he would. Perhaps he should also tell Harry about the second task. Moody had mentioned something about wailing merpeople. He should have known that the wailing egg needed to be dunked underwater for him to hear the song. Since Harry had done him a favor, he decided to return it.
The entrance hall was quiet and dark as Cedric looked around. He saw the front doors were open, so he slowly approached them before poking his head out. He could immediately make out fiery hair and a mop of jet-black from the fairy lights lingering around the rose garden. What was Harry doing there with Ron? Was Harry gay? Who would have known? Cedric had begun to observe him ever since their Quidditch match from last year. He had to admit that Harry was an excellent Seeker. It surprised him how someone so good-looking wasn’t getting much action. But he knew that Ron was meant for Hermione. He witnessed them having a row earlier on. Blame it on Krum.
Still, Harry didn’t choose him. After all, he was pretty hot himself. He was the Captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team and he had received a number of O.W.L.S. One could consider Cedric as popular as Krum, now that he received daily requests for autographs from screaming girls. Girls. He was supposed to like girls. He could win any of them over. Blokes seemed to be the problem. But he was with a very pretty girl and that was enough to maintain his reputation publicly. Off to the side, he could always spend his time ogling over Harry. The boy really did have talent if he could outdo a Hungarian Horntail with a Firebolt.
~~~~~
Draco found himself next to Crabbe and Goyle after Pansy ditched him to get the latest scoop from her friends. The crowd was going wild as the Weird Sisters continued to play more music. He scowled at the group of Slytherin girls, who were now talking unanimously. That was when he saw Potter leave with Weasley. Granger was ironically not with them. Ah yes! She was dancing with Viktor Krum! How could he forget? Draco thought it was a rather poor choice for a date, but Krum was a famous Seeker so he didn’t care. Nevertheless, curiosity got the better of him. Potter should be with Parvati instead wandering off with Weasley.
“Going to get drinks. Want any?” asked Draco as he started parting from the dance floor.
“Naw, we’re good,” answered Crabbe happily. “We’re so stuffed.”
“Wicked good food, I would say,” added Goyle.
Draco rolled his eyes before pushing his way through the crowd. He passed the refreshments table, making a detour to the entrance hall. He stopped dead when he saw the silhouette of a tall, slim figure near the front doors. Gradually sneaking up behind it, he realized it was Cedric Diggory. What was pretty boy Diggory doing here? Why wasn’t he with his one true love? Draco was so close to Diggory that he wasn’t expecting him to turn around. When he did, Draco quickly took refuge within the dark shadows created by the doors. He pressed himself against the wall.
“That stupid ponce! It could have been me!” muttered Cedric furiously before walking back to the Great Hall with his two butterbeers.
What did that mean? Draco waited for him to vanish before he went to see what Diggory was staring at. Potter. He should have known. Potter and Weasley were talking within the rose garden. Their heads were so low that they could have been snogging. Potter’s gay? But wasn’t Weasley in love with Granger? It was common knowledge that he pined for her. Potter could have done better though. There were enough blokes at Hogwarts that would die for his attention. Maybe Potter really did have bad taste.
The fairy lights made Potter’s hair shine. Illuminated in light, he almost looked like a sex god. Potter lifted his head for a moment, wearing a deep, thoughtful expression. Draco had to admit he looked adorable like that. No wonder he was such a heartthrob. And with Potter in dress robes, he looked confident and formal. Draco wanted to kick himself for looking so uptight and arrogant for his own good. Enough of these inappropriate thoughts! Draco definitely fancied girls. He just couldn’t help studying other blokes for looking so smashing. It was natural instinct, right?
He could hear voices getting louder. Potter and Weasley! Draco briskly returned to the Great Hall, joining the crowd of screaming and dancing students as if he were there the whole time. He bumped into Diggory, who simply nodded before moving deeper into the crowd with Cho. Draco glared at the back of his head, remembering he had spied on Potter as well. Then he realized something.
“Diggory’s a poof?” Draco said to himself. “He has one of the prettiest girls of the school and he’s going after Potter?”
“Oh, Draco!”
Draco spun around to find Pansy pushing her way to him.
“I’ve been looking for you! Where did you go?”
“Went to get some fresh air. I was practically dancing on my own.”
“I’m so sorry! I couldn’t help myself-”
“I know,” answered Draco impatiently, waving a hand dismissively. “Shall we dance now?”
Pansy could only smile. Draco nodded resignedly and took his position. Pansy was acting so giddy that she planted a wet kiss on his cheek. He tried to restrain himself from blushing. As he danced, he could see Diggory narrowing his eyes at him.
Somehow, Cedric knew Malfoy was up to something. He saw him enter the Great Hall. When did Malfoy leave? What was he plotting? Malfoy would probably try to humiliate someone, most likely Harry. Harry! Harry was supposed to be his! As long as no one else knew, Cedric would claim Harry for himself. And if bloody Malfoy wanted him, it would be a tough fight. He hoped that wouldn’t happen.
“Ow! Cedric!”
Cedric looked down, realizing he had stepped on Cho’s foot by accident.
“Sorry, love. Just a bit tired, I s’pose.”
“The ball will be ending soon. Let’s make the best of it.”
Cedric grinned as he made a mental note not to think about Harry until the end of the night. Sometimes, it was just one boy’s dream to want something he couldn’t have.
~~~~~
Harry was so sick of Ron and Hermione’s bickering that he decided to walk alone. The Yule Ball had ended and it wasn’t surprising that his friends picked up right where they left off. He was trying to analyze what he heard Hagrid tell Madame Maxime. So giants did exist. He thought it was lame how Maxime couldn’t admit being half-giant herself when it was obvious. Absorbed in his thoughts, Harry was surprised when Cedric Diggory called for him. Harry noticed Cho was waiting in the entrance hall as Cedric raced up the marble staircase to catch up with him. What shocked him the most was what Cedric told him to do.
“Take a bath and-er-take the egg with you, and-er-just mull things over in the hot water. It’ll help you think…Trust me.”
Harry could barely catch Cedric’s directions to the Prefect bathroom. He could only stare. Why did he need to take a bath? His hygienic habits were fine, thank you very much. He was about to comment when Cedric winked. Harry watched him make his way back to Cho before he headed up to Gryffindor Tower.
Was Cedric flirting with him? Of course, Cedric was hot, but what was up with the bathing advice? Was that a way to get him naked? Harry shuddered at that wonderful thought before remembering that Cedric was taken. Damn. Maybe Cedric was trying to hit on him to piss him off. Unfortunately, it was working. Ignoring what just happened, Harry wrathfully walked down the corridor until he ran into someone.
“Sorry, I didn’t see-”
“No need to apologize, Potter.”
Standing right before him was none other than Draco Malfoy. He still looked like the obnoxious git he was, but much more attractive. Harry didn’t like the way his body was reacting to that. He tried to walk around him.
“In a rush?” queried Malfoy lightly, blocking Harry’s way.
“Unless sleeping is an emergency, then yes.”
“I can help you with that,” offered Malfoy mischievously.
“Pardon?”
“C’mon, Potter. You were having it off with Weasley. I know your dirty little secret. What are you going to do now?”
“I wasn’t-what did you say?”
“That’s exactly what I’m talking about.”
“Listen, Malfoy,” Harry explained hastily, “I wasn’t doing anything with Ron. I don’t know why the hell you were spying on me but I wouldn’t do that!”
“Didn’t look like that from what I could see.”
“It’s called talking. Ever hear of it? Now if you’ll excuse me-”
“Aren’t you going to accept my offer? I’m giving you a freebie…”
“What are you-oh.”
Harry panicked as Malfoy stepped toward him. He kept backing away, trying to look for an escape route. He knew it was too late when his back hit solid wall. Shit.
“So how about it?” Draco purred in Harry’s ear as he pinned Harry to the wall. “You’re everyone’s hot shot. I guess I’m just lucky.”
“Malfoy! Get the-”
Draco shut him up by licking a long trail along Harry’s throat and up to his jaw line. Harry let out an involuntary moan as hands caressed him. Pink, delicious lips were coming toward him. Harry felt disoriented as the lips met with his own. The kiss was soft and gentle, unlike previous experimental snogs Harry was able to sneak in with other boys and girls. He felt like he was floating in the sky. He could feel the hands undoing his bow tie to unbutton his shirt. His dress robes were being pushed aside…
Suddenly, Draco released Harry. He cocked his head to the side, studying him thoroughly.
“Want more? It’ll be on me…”
Harry glared at Malfoy. He was about to retort but Draco kissed him again.
“Diggory would love to do this to you. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”
So Cedric had spied on Harry too? What was wrong with these people? It was like they were attracted to him like magnets when he could care less. But when Harry actually tried, like he did when he asked Cho to the ball, nothing happened. Although he fancied Cho and checked Cedric out a few times, he would have none of their shit. They made him feel stupid. Malfoy on the other hand…
“Kiss and tell, Malfoy, and I promise to make your life a living hell.”
Before Draco could utter a word, Harry grabbed him to snog him senseless. He let a hand reach inside of Draco’s dress robes, smoothing it over his abdomen. Harry wandered lower, pressing his hand to Draco’s groin. Draco gasped as he felt himself react to the touch. He pulled Harry closer to him. Harry broke away with a smug grin. Somehow his fingers had intertwined with Draco’s.
“Potter…10 o’clock tomorrow night…”
“Ha! Fuck you.”
“I’d be glad to. Now if we meet at the dungeons then we can-”
“Sometimes you can’t get what you want, Malfoy.”
Draco stared at Harry, who simply let go of his hand. Harry grinned as he walked away. It was when he went through the portrait hole, completely dazed, that he found Hermione yelling at Ron. She didn’t even acknowledge him and stomped up to the girls’ dormitories.
“Well-that just proves-completely missed the point-”
Harry thought Hermione proposed her point pretty well. He was hardly listening to Ron as he felt the buzz get to him. Then he realized why he was feeling so faint. Perhaps he’ll just have to take a stroll through the dungeons tomorrow.
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Note: of course all of this is based on the Yule ball scene in Goblet of Fire. Cedric's bath quote and Ron's quote above is actually from the book (p.431 and 432, U.S. version). I hope you knew that. Harry was really with Ron in the rose garden listening to Hagrid and Maxime. It's easy to assume they were snogging when you're jealous of the Golden Boy. talk about drama.