Two Fic Oneshots: Midnight Bath and Real Or Make Believe?
Okay, I'm new to this comm and I have to say that I find myself reading this pairing more often than actually writing it... I do have two oneshots though that I wrote, one recently and one awhile ago so here they are for your enjoyment!! Also if you give author tags here, can I maybe get one?? :D
Title: Midnight Bath
Rating: NC 17 for adults only
Warnings: Sexually Explicit, Snogging, Wanking, Nakedness, PWP and a bit AU I guess
Summary/Notes: Harry goes to the Prefect's Bath like Cedric suggested only to find none other than Cedric there waiting for him...
A/N: I wrote this recently for hp_humpdrabbles Prompt of Twiwizard Champions
Midnight Bath by HPFangirl71
Darkness shrouded Harry as he crept down the deserted halls, approaching the prefect’s bathroom. He was still unsure if this was a good idea, how was soaking in a tub going to reveal the egg’s mystery? He couldn’t begin to fathom what Cedric was on about, inviting him here in the middle of the night to soak in the water. All Harry did know was that the second task of the Twiwizard tournament was closing in fast and if he didn’t solve the egg‘s riddle, he was doomed.
Entering the room, Harry was surprised to see steam rising from within. Why would Diggory invite him here if the bath were occupied? Harry was about to leave when he heard a soft voice calling his name. Harry approached the inner chamber of the bathroom cautiously, only to find Cedric himself bathing in a multitude of bubbles within the rather large tub.
“Cedric… I wasn’t expecting to find you here” Harry replied, trying hard to avoid the sight of Diggory’s exposed chest muscles.
“But I asked you here Harry…”
Cedric’s voice was a mere whisper sending shivers upon Harry’s spine as he spoke.
“Because of the egg right?”
Harry’s voice rose slightly as he made his inquiry. Cedric, who was lazing in the water, chuckled with amusement.
“Of course not Harry, the egg’s only an excuse, a reason to get you alone.”
Harry felt his own cheeks turning crimson at the implication of those words. He was shocked by the older boy’s invitation to join him in the water; Harry had always fancied Diggory a bit but he’d never known how to approach him. After all, Cedric was handsome, popular and a Hogwarts Twiwizard Champion, he could have anyone he wanted at this school. Ever since the Quidditch World Cup, Harry had wondered about the amazing boy but been far too shy to admit it.
Quickly, Harry slipped from his pajamas and slid into the warm waters. Cedric moved closer and Harry felt himself tremble with anticipation. The boy’s lips upon his were even more amazing than his boyish imaginings. Cedric’s hands pressed urgently upon the small of Harry’s back, pulling their naked bodies close. Harry’s cock twitched eagerly as his hands moved up Cedric’s neck, tangling playfully within his brown hair, tugging him forward, and deepening the kiss. Their tongues joined hungrily, their bodies pressing greedily against each other’s muscular frames.
Cedric’s hand reached out to take both their cocks into his fist, wanking them simultaneously as they kissed one another’s face and neck. Harry let out a gasp as the other boy’s movements made his cock ache for release. His hands boldly approached the curve of Cedric’s bared arse and in an act of recklessness Harry’s tongue swept out to lick at the water droplets upon Cedric’s chest. The older boy let out a groan and quickened the pace of his hand. Harry thrust into the fist gripping his cock, coming profusely within the warm waters. Cedric’s own release followed his, and the two boys parted, panting breathlessly from their orgasms.
“So what happens now?” Harry asked, suddenly uncertain and shy.
Cedric smiled that wonderful smile of his at Harry.
“Well Potter, I’d say we’ve reason enough now for more nightly baths… wouldn’t you?”
Harry quietly agreed as their lips rejoined in another passionate kiss…
Title: Real Or Make Believe?
Rating: PG 13 I think...
Warnings: Implied Sex, Snogging, Canon Character Death, Angst, non happy ending, Deviates only slightly from Canon
Summary/Notes: Harry visits Cedric in the Room of Requirement but something inside him tells him its all just an illusion and the reality is a painful one to face...
A/N: I wrote this for sortinghatdrabs quite some time ago for the Prompt of: Love is like a revolution -- it never works out for the weak of heart
Real Or Make Believe? By HPFangirl71
Harry moved with skillful stealth beneath the invisibility cloak. This wasn’t his first time out of bed after hours but his mission tonight was too important to risk discovery He had to see him, to know if he were real, his goal was to get to the Room of Requirement and see for himself.
Slipping into the secret room, his eyes scanned it for the boy who made him feel loved and alive. There upon the middle of the bed, quietly reading lay his lover, Cedric Diggory. Cedric was a hero in Harry’s eyes and it was here that Harry could exude his own form of hero worship upon the older boy. He walked over to the bed and laid a hand upon a broad shoulder. Cedric turned towards him with that shy, beautiful smile that Harry had fallen in love with. He bent his head down to steal a kiss from a pair of angelically sweet lips.
He watched as a faint blush crept over the chiseled features of the boy. Yes, Cedric felt real to him, yet Harry knew within his heart that it couldn’t be. He’d attended the boy’s funeral just this afternoon. He’d watched as Voldemort ordered Wormtail to kill Cedric. He’d even been the one to bring back Cedric’s lifeless body. This was the nightmare, which haunted Harry’s worst dreams…, only was it a dream or something real?
“Harry, I was hoping you’d come by tonight.” the boy smiled up at him with the most charming of smiles.
“Cedric… why is it that I can’t visit you outside of this room?” Harry questioned in a faint whisper of a voice for he was scared of the possible answer.
“I told you before, it’s for our protection. That mad man tried to kill me! We have to hide our love away instead of flouting it before everyone.” Cedric explained again as if talking to a mere child.
Harry let his hand intertwine in his lover’s and felt the warmth of his skin upon his hand but suddenly he remembered another sensation. He remembered the feel of Cedric’s body growing steadily colder beneath him in the middle of the Quidditch pitch on the night Voldemort had returned. On the very same night when the nightmares had begun.
As much as Harry wanted this image of Cedric to be real, he knew it wasn’t and it broke his heart in two. This Cedric wasn’t real; just a mere memory of a boy lost to Voldemort‘s madness. This Cedric was just a mere ghost, meant to sooth Harry’s tragically weakened heart. He didn’t wish to go on without the love he felt within this magical room each night but also knew that he couldn’t live within the walls of the past. Harry said a tearful goodbye to his Cedric, unreal as he was… Harry had a job to do, the Chosen One‘s job. He would avenge the senseless deaths of Voldemort‘s reign of terror… especially his beloved Cedric‘s.
Title: Midnight Bath
Rating: NC 17 for adults only
Warnings: Sexually Explicit, Snogging, Wanking, Nakedness, PWP and a bit AU I guess
Summary/Notes: Harry goes to the Prefect's Bath like Cedric suggested only to find none other than Cedric there waiting for him...
A/N: I wrote this recently for hp_humpdrabbles Prompt of Twiwizard Champions
Midnight Bath by HPFangirl71
Darkness shrouded Harry as he crept down the deserted halls, approaching the prefect’s bathroom. He was still unsure if this was a good idea, how was soaking in a tub going to reveal the egg’s mystery? He couldn’t begin to fathom what Cedric was on about, inviting him here in the middle of the night to soak in the water. All Harry did know was that the second task of the Twiwizard tournament was closing in fast and if he didn’t solve the egg‘s riddle, he was doomed.
Entering the room, Harry was surprised to see steam rising from within. Why would Diggory invite him here if the bath were occupied? Harry was about to leave when he heard a soft voice calling his name. Harry approached the inner chamber of the bathroom cautiously, only to find Cedric himself bathing in a multitude of bubbles within the rather large tub.
“Cedric… I wasn’t expecting to find you here” Harry replied, trying hard to avoid the sight of Diggory’s exposed chest muscles.
“But I asked you here Harry…”
Cedric’s voice was a mere whisper sending shivers upon Harry’s spine as he spoke.
“Because of the egg right?”
Harry’s voice rose slightly as he made his inquiry. Cedric, who was lazing in the water, chuckled with amusement.
“Of course not Harry, the egg’s only an excuse, a reason to get you alone.”
Harry felt his own cheeks turning crimson at the implication of those words. He was shocked by the older boy’s invitation to join him in the water; Harry had always fancied Diggory a bit but he’d never known how to approach him. After all, Cedric was handsome, popular and a Hogwarts Twiwizard Champion, he could have anyone he wanted at this school. Ever since the Quidditch World Cup, Harry had wondered about the amazing boy but been far too shy to admit it.
Quickly, Harry slipped from his pajamas and slid into the warm waters. Cedric moved closer and Harry felt himself tremble with anticipation. The boy’s lips upon his were even more amazing than his boyish imaginings. Cedric’s hands pressed urgently upon the small of Harry’s back, pulling their naked bodies close. Harry’s cock twitched eagerly as his hands moved up Cedric’s neck, tangling playfully within his brown hair, tugging him forward, and deepening the kiss. Their tongues joined hungrily, their bodies pressing greedily against each other’s muscular frames.
Cedric’s hand reached out to take both their cocks into his fist, wanking them simultaneously as they kissed one another’s face and neck. Harry let out a gasp as the other boy’s movements made his cock ache for release. His hands boldly approached the curve of Cedric’s bared arse and in an act of recklessness Harry’s tongue swept out to lick at the water droplets upon Cedric’s chest. The older boy let out a groan and quickened the pace of his hand. Harry thrust into the fist gripping his cock, coming profusely within the warm waters. Cedric’s own release followed his, and the two boys parted, panting breathlessly from their orgasms.
“So what happens now?” Harry asked, suddenly uncertain and shy.
Cedric smiled that wonderful smile of his at Harry.
“Well Potter, I’d say we’ve reason enough now for more nightly baths… wouldn’t you?”
Harry quietly agreed as their lips rejoined in another passionate kiss…
Title: Real Or Make Believe?
Rating: PG 13 I think...
Warnings: Implied Sex, Snogging, Canon Character Death, Angst, non happy ending, Deviates only slightly from Canon
Summary/Notes: Harry visits Cedric in the Room of Requirement but something inside him tells him its all just an illusion and the reality is a painful one to face...
A/N: I wrote this for sortinghatdrabs quite some time ago for the Prompt of: Love is like a revolution -- it never works out for the weak of heart
Real Or Make Believe? By HPFangirl71
Harry moved with skillful stealth beneath the invisibility cloak. This wasn’t his first time out of bed after hours but his mission tonight was too important to risk discovery He had to see him, to know if he were real, his goal was to get to the Room of Requirement and see for himself.
Slipping into the secret room, his eyes scanned it for the boy who made him feel loved and alive. There upon the middle of the bed, quietly reading lay his lover, Cedric Diggory. Cedric was a hero in Harry’s eyes and it was here that Harry could exude his own form of hero worship upon the older boy. He walked over to the bed and laid a hand upon a broad shoulder. Cedric turned towards him with that shy, beautiful smile that Harry had fallen in love with. He bent his head down to steal a kiss from a pair of angelically sweet lips.
He watched as a faint blush crept over the chiseled features of the boy. Yes, Cedric felt real to him, yet Harry knew within his heart that it couldn’t be. He’d attended the boy’s funeral just this afternoon. He’d watched as Voldemort ordered Wormtail to kill Cedric. He’d even been the one to bring back Cedric’s lifeless body. This was the nightmare, which haunted Harry’s worst dreams…, only was it a dream or something real?
“Harry, I was hoping you’d come by tonight.” the boy smiled up at him with the most charming of smiles.
“Cedric… why is it that I can’t visit you outside of this room?” Harry questioned in a faint whisper of a voice for he was scared of the possible answer.
“I told you before, it’s for our protection. That mad man tried to kill me! We have to hide our love away instead of flouting it before everyone.” Cedric explained again as if talking to a mere child.
Harry let his hand intertwine in his lover’s and felt the warmth of his skin upon his hand but suddenly he remembered another sensation. He remembered the feel of Cedric’s body growing steadily colder beneath him in the middle of the Quidditch pitch on the night Voldemort had returned. On the very same night when the nightmares had begun.
As much as Harry wanted this image of Cedric to be real, he knew it wasn’t and it broke his heart in two. This Cedric wasn’t real; just a mere memory of a boy lost to Voldemort‘s madness. This Cedric was just a mere ghost, meant to sooth Harry’s tragically weakened heart. He didn’t wish to go on without the love he felt within this magical room each night but also knew that he couldn’t live within the walls of the past. Harry said a tearful goodbye to his Cedric, unreal as he was… Harry had a job to do, the Chosen One‘s job. He would avenge the senseless deaths of Voldemort‘s reign of terror… especially his beloved Cedric‘s.