Harry felt very out of place here. Even though Cedric told him he could use this bathroom he was uncomfortable since it was meant to be used by prefects. This made him very alert and caused him to jump at the smallest noises, even drops of water hitting the bath.

He didn't know what to do with this egg. Why should he take a bath with it? Did the water make something happen?

Harry picked up the egg from the side of the large bath and held it above the water. He didn't know what else to do, so he decided to open it.

A high-pitched screaming noise filled the bathroom and Harry dropped the egg, quite unintentionally, into the water which caused a small splash.

The portrait hole opened causing Harry to panic.

Was he about to be yelled at for using the Prefect's bathroom? Would the teacher understand he was working on the second task?

Cedric Diggory rounded the corner and walked into the bathroom. Harry tried to duck below the water but Cedric saw him.

"Have you been here long?" Cedric inquired as he raised his right eyebrow and stretched his neck into the air to try and get a better view of Harry.

"Not really," Harry replied rather timidly, "about ten minutes. Did you know I was here?"

"No, I just come down here to unwind. It's peaceful in here and nobody really uses it. It's too far from most of the common rooms so it's mainly only used by Hufflepuffs."

Harry nodded and tried to pull more bubbles toward him to hide himself from view. He was quite uncomfortable.

"Have you figured out the clue yet?"

"Almost," lied Harry.

"Really?" inquired Cedric.

"Well… No."

"You have to open it… under water."

"Well, I've got that much done."

"…and then go underwater and listen to the song."

"How long did it take you to figure out?"
"Longer than ten minutes, I know that much. Moaning Myrtle bugged the hell out of me the whole time too."

Cedric took off his robe and was wearing the same plaid pajama pants he had been wearing that night at the Quidditch World Cup and a t-shirt that looked to be a little too small. It clung to him in a most flattering way.

Harry squirmed uncomfortably.

"Don't worry," said Cedric, "I was just getting a little warm because of all the hot water you're using."

"Oh."

"Why are you so uncomfortable? Is this the first time you've been in a bathroom with another guy?"

"No," Harry added almost a little too hastily, "most of the fourth-years in Gryffindor usually go at the same time. It's different, I know them; I don't know you very well."

"I don't bite, I promise."

"I know."

"Then why so uneasy?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Are you gonna sit here talking all day or work on that clue?"

"Oh," said Harry and he quickly took a breath and dove into the water.

As Harry was underwater, Cedric pulled off his shirt revealing a chiseled stomach, pulled off his pajama pants, and walked to the side of the pull waiting for the right moment. His stomach was hairless and chiseled. Every guys dream.

"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'll sorely miss, an hour long you'll ha..."

Harry couldn't hold his breath any longer and emerged from the water as a resounding splash filled the bathroom. The moment Harry had come up from under the water, Cedric dove into the bath and quickly reappeared.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked him, puzzled, looking quickly from where Cedric had been standing to where he was now.

"Do you think you're the only one who needs to try and figure this thing out? Besides, you've seen me without a shirt before."

"No, it's just… I didn't think you'd come in here with me."

"Why not? Two brains are better than one, right?"

"I guess."

"Did you hear the whole song?"

"I don't think so."

"How much did you hear?"

"I heard something about an hour, but I didn't pick up the whole line."

"Ah, you made it about half-way through the clue, hang on."

Cedric dove underwater and reappeared a few seconds later.

"It just started repeating, wait a second and you can pick up where you left off."

Cedric started mumbling something under his breath which Harry though might be the riddle but was unsure.

"Now," said Cedric and he and Harry both dove underwater to listen to the clue.

"...sorely miss, an hour long you'll have to look, and to recover what we took, but past an hour – the prospect's black, too late, it's gone, it won't come back."

Harry looked over at Cedric who reciprocated with a quick glance back. Harry cocked his head sideways trying to give off a puzzled look and then realized he was naked. He darted upwards and used his hands to cover something he didn't want Cedric to see, but Cedric reappeared a few seconds later, smiling when he did so.

"Did you understand the rest of the clue?"

"Why are you smiling?"

"No reason, why?"

"Cedric, are you… you know…"

"Am I what?"

"You know… don't make me say it."

"Say what?"

"Cedric, are you… you know… gay?" Harry asked, his voice cracking on the last word. Harry swallowed.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Well, are you?"

"What does it matter?"

"It doesn't, I'd just like to know if you are."

"God, you sound like my father now."

"What?" said Harry, "Are you? …and if so, does he know?"

"No, but he thinks I am. He's always throwing rude comments at me and telling me he's ashamed of me."

Cedric lowered his head and closed his eyes. Harry was reminded of himself; he did this after fights with his aunt and uncle. He knew what it was like to disappoint his family even though they were distant. He couldn't imagine what that would feel like with someone he was close to.

Harry reached out and put his hand on Cedric's shoulder but he didn't feel awkward like he thought he should've.

Cedric looked up and looked deep into Harry's captivating green eyes. Somehow this made him feel a little better. Cedric had a tear in one of his eyes.

"It feels like people are always watching you, just waiting for you to mess up. The world seems to be against me."

"I know how you feel," Harry told him not quite sure he actually did.

"I haven't come out to anyone, let alone my dad, when he gets angry he'll call me 'fag' or 'queer' and I don't know what to do."

"Why don't you tell him?"

"He'd go ballistic. I'm not nearly perfect enough as it is." Cedric's tear fell from his face.

Harry let go of Cedric's shoulder and let his hand fall to the water. Cedric raised his hand through the water and his hand came up just underneath Harry's. Harry, who still felt empathy for Cedric, didn't move his hand and Cedric turned to look at Harry again.

"Harry? Are you?"

Harry looked away, he didn't think he was gay. He had had feelings for Cho, but he didn't seem to be turned off by Cedric asking him this question. He'd even been drawn towards Cedric a couple of times before because of his bravery.

"I dunno," Harry replied, "I don't think so."

"Oh," said Cedric.

"…but I'm not sure," Harry quickly added. He could feel Cedric's grey eyes watching him. He gathered some bubbles around him to avoid looking up.

"It's not a bad thing if you are. It's not a bad thing if you aren't either."

"I haven't had any of these feelings before, but I like being around you. I feel safe when I'm around you."

Cedric looked at Harry more closely, trying to detect any false pretenses behind Harry's mysterious green eyes. He could find none.

"I've never told anyone else I was gay," began Cedric, "not a single soul knows but you."

Harry began to squirm; he was a little uncomfortable.

Cedric reached through the water and took Harry's hand in his own. Harry's hand was smooth from being in the water for so long now. Cedric's hand was a bit rougher than Harry's. Harry began to get butterflies in his stomach. He was excited and didn't know why.

"Harry, I think I'm falling for you," said Cedric, catching Harry off-guard.

Harry didn't know how to respond and said nothing for a short time. He didn't know what to say to make the situation less awkward but he remembered he was still holding Cedric's hand. He squeezed Cedric's hand and Cedric smiled innocently showing off every one of his perfect teeth.

Harry scratched his nose and didn't realize that he now had bubbles on his it.

Harry began to realize that Cedric seemed perfect in nearly every way. He had noticed before but he started to take everything in. Even though his hair was wet, it still fell neatly into place and he seemed to have just the right amount of muscle: not too much, but just enough to be flattering and give the appearance of being perfectly built.

Cedric didn't say anything but moved closer to Harry and wiped the bubbles from his nose.

Harry turned to Cedric and was surprised when Cedric's right hand grabbed him around the waist and pulled him closer. He then released his grip with Harry and used his left hand to pull Harry even closer.

Harry didn't know what to do. When Cedric pulled him closer, his thumb had ended just below Cedric's left nipple on his seemingly perfect pec.

Cedric leaned in to kiss Harry, who gave into temptation as well.

Both boys' heads tilted slightly to the right as they came in for the kiss which seemed to take an eternity. Their lips met and both closed their eyes.

Harry never thought the first person he kissed would be a boy, but he wasn't resisting this; it felt great. Harry began to rub Cedric's left nipple with his thumb and Cedric began to run his right hand up and down Harry's back.

Even though the kiss lasted for a short time, when both boys withdrew they stared at one another; their breathing was heavy. Harry was shaking slightly.

"Harry, I understand if you don't," Cedric began.

Harry leaned back in for another kiss much to Cedric's delight.

They embraced once more.

As they kissed, Cedric moved and pushed Harry up against the wall, his muscular arms on each side of Harry. Harry didn't know what to think.

Harry became a bit more courageous and gently slipped his tongue into Cedric's mouth. Cedric giggled slightly. This embrace lasted a little longer than the first and when they pulled apart, Cedric moved back to the side so he wasn't pinning Harry against the wall of the bathtub. Cedric began divulging more information to Harry and began to feel a little more confident.

"I've been checking down here once or twice every night since I told you about this bathroom. I wanted to find you in here, but not even in my wildest dreams did I imagine this would happen."
He hoped this didn't sound lame or desperate in any way.

"You're telling me."

"Harry, I really think I'm falling in love with you."

Harry, his back to the wall of the tub, pulled himself out of the bath, his penis slightly erect from the kiss. He was a little embarrassed but Cedric didn't seem to mind.

"I don't know about this," Harry began.

"Know about what?"

"I don't know if I can do this"

"Harry, how will you know unless you follow your heart? You can't run away every time something scares you. Did I run from that death eater even though I didn't know if I could take him?"

"I'm not running away, I just don't know what to do."

"Stay."

Cedric began to move his hand up Harry's leg and his cock began to become more stiff; Harry was a little uncomfortable but his member was giving no sign of wanting to leave.

"You don't know if you can do this?" inquired Cedric, looking down at Harry's rising penis.

"Cedric, I don't know."

Now, Harry was fully erect but he didn't seem to notice since he was so scared.

"Mind if I help you decide?"

"What?"

Harry looked at Cedric who moved directly in front of him. Cedric took hold of Harry's calves with his hands and leaned forward.

Cedric's lips closed around Harry's stiff cock and Harry moaned audibly. Cedric glimpsed up and smiled at Harry. Harry felt no urge to leave now.

Cedric began moving back and forward, his lips tight around Harry's hard member and began lightly moving his tongue across it as Harry began to moan louder. Harry was faintly shaking. Cedric tried different techniques of licking Harry's cock with his tongue and judged how much Harry liked it by the moaning.

Cedric sped up a little and Harry's shaking subsided.

For a few minutes, the bathroom echoed with the moans of Harry and occasional noises from Cedric as well.

Harry had never felt this good in his life until – his penis hit the back of Cedric's throat. There are no words to describe this sensation, Harry's moans continued and Cedric had to suppress his gag reflex.

Cedric had never done this before but knew he wanted to make Harry happy. Harry's moaning let Cedric know he was doing something right.

He continued moving forward and backward and occasionally let Harry's hard member hit the back of his throat much to Harry's delight.

Harry reached forward and ran his fingers through Cedric's hair; it was still wet and soft to the touch.

Harry felt like he was about to explode so he reached down and stopped Cedric. Cedric looked up inquisitively.

"Hang on," said Harry.

Cedric watched Harry.

Harry nodded.

Cedric continued working on Harry who was almost ready to blow his load and it only took a few seconds.

At last the time came when Cedric's work paid off. Harry's moans grew closer together until Harry came in Cedric's mouth.

Cedric didn't want to seem ungrateful so he swallowed all of Harry's jism and smiled at him. Harry's legs were quivering again and even though he didn't know it, Cedric was just as nervous as he was.

Harry grabbed Cedric's hand and began to pull him out of the pool much like Cedric had helped him up at the Quidditch World Cup.

Cedric easily outweighed Harry so he had to help get himself out of the bath. As soon as Cedric was standing upright, Harry pulled him into another embrace. Harry moved his hands around Cedric's waist so Cedric put his around Harry's neck and pulled him in for another kiss. As Cedric pulled their heads closer together, Harry pulled their waists together so that their cocks came together and Cedric moaned; He immediately started getting hard and their kiss was very passionate.

"Cedric, since you did that for me, you have to let me do something for you."

"All right," said Cedric, his voice wavering.

Harry grabbed Cedric's hand and walked toward the door of the bathroom. Where was Harry taking him?

Harry walked toward the lockers on the side of the bathroom before turning around to look at Cedric; he smiled.

Cedric nervously walked toward the shower heads and adjusted one so that it would spray in the direction of the lockers and turned the head on. He adjusted the water until it was warm.

He looked back and Harry was leaning against the lockers, his feet spread shoulder-width on the cold stone floor. Cedric felt a tightening in his penis. He looked down and saw that he was now fully erect.

Harry turned and looked at Cedric with a very serious face.

Cedric then walked over to his robe and pulled out a bottle. Lubricant? Did he know something was going to happen or was he just hoping? It didn't matter; Harry didn't care if Cedric had come to seduce him. He was enjoying himself.

Cedric poured some of the mint green colored cream into his hand and slathered his hands together before he put it onto his penis. Harry watched intently. Cedric seemed to be an expert with his hands. Harry knew this is why Cedric was such a good seeker.

Cedric walked over to Harry and placed his strong hands around Harry's waist; He pulled Harry closer.

Cedric's now throbbing cock was lying between Harry's buttocks and Cedric reached down with his hands to position it. Harry reached his hands around to spread his cheeks so Cedric wouldn't have to worry about it and Cedric carefully placed his throbbing member in the right position and slowly inserted it into Harry. Both moaned simultaneously. Harry, who was facing Cedric, grimaced a little and Cedric quickly lost confidence.

"I'm sorry, I'll stop."

"No, don't."

Cedric gently pressed forward and his cock slowly inched forward into Harry. He had never experienced anything like this before. This was the most intense sensation Cedric had had in all of his life. Harry was tight to begin with and when he kept flexing his muscles to give Cedric extra friction. Cedric would moan with pleasure every time Harry did this.

Cedric looked down as he slowly started moving backward and forward. The green lube he had put on such a short time ago was already starting to dissipate making this even more pleasurable. He moaned again.

"Oh fuck," moaned Harry.

Cedric sped up a little.

"Oh God," continued Harry, "don't stop."

Cedric kept his left hand stationary around Harry's waist and moved his right hand up to fondle Harry's already hard nipple. Both hoped this would never end.

The lubricant was nearly gone though neither of the boys noticed.

Cedric was still working rather slowly and Harry couldn't take it anymore. Harry thrust himself backwards into Cedric who took the hint and sped up, fucking Harry at a much quicker pace.

Cedric leaned forward and kissed Harry's neck; Harry turned around and smiled at Cedric, looking at him out of the corner of his eye, his glasses slightly askew.

Harry reached behind Cedric and grasped his firm ass as he continued to pound at Harry meanwhile Cedric reached around Harry and used his skillful hands to help arouse Harry again.

Harry continued to grab and moan while Cedric's persistent in-and-out motion made the two become one. Both hoped this would never end.

Almost as soon as it had begun, the experience seemed to come to an end. The two lovers came at nearly the same time; both were moaning and Cedric pulled Harry toward him, not wanting to leave this position.

Cedric came inside Harry whose jism was thrust forward onto the lockers but was quickly washed away by the hot water flowing from the shower head.

Cedric pulled himself out of Harry and the two sat down on the stone floor; although both were naked, they seemed completely unaware and began to talk again. Their breathing was heavy and both felt weak. Harry felt a little intimidated by Cedric's chiseled body but Cedric didn't care.

"So, do you know what you're going to do about the task?" Cedric asked.

"I have no clue."

"Good to know I'm not the only one."

The two sat side by side on the floor in the water that was starting to cool. They leaned against the locker and Cedric put his arm around Harry. He leaned in and kissed Harry's ear, and that's when they heard it. Footsteps outside the door.

Both boys jumped up. Harry headed for the small side room of the bathroom that had private shower stalls, and Cedric followed suit just as soon as he had grabbed his pajamas and robe.

Cedric followed Harry into the last shower stall. Harry looked down at Cedric's pajamas and his eyes widened with horror.

"I left my stuff out by the bath!" he whispered frantically.

"And the bath still has water in it. Whoever it is, they'll know somebody is still here."

"Hello?" a voice queried from the main room.

Cedric quickly pulled on his boxers and started thinking of a plan.

"I'll go out there and tell them the stuff is mine. I'm allowed to use this bathroom so I'll just pretend like I'm the only person here." He pulled his pajama pants on.

"Good idea," added Harry, "I'm just kind of nervous."

Cedric walked out of the stall and toward the main room. Even though he was scared, only in his boxers and pajama pants, and not sure what he was going to say, Cedric always had a confidence about him when he walked.

"Malfoy? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing. I'm a prefect, so I'm allowed to use this bathroom. If I recall correctly, you're only a fourth year."

"I usually come here; it's a lot nicer than the bathrooms flooded with mudbloods near our common room."

"A likely story. Get out."

Draco looked over toward Harry's clothes which were lying near the edge of the bath.

"Is that your stuff?"

"Yeah," Cedric stumbled, "why?"

Draco walked toward the clothes and saw Harry's Gryffindor robe and his blue striped boxers

"You're not in Gryffindor."

Cedric didn't say anything.

"And you're wearing boxers. Why do you need another pair?"

Cedric turned the same shade of brilliant red he had when his father had been boasting about him at the World Cup.

"Is there another guy in here?"

"Of course not. Get out"

"Does Diggory have a boyfriend?"

"No. Get out you foul git!" Cedric said as he glimpsed in the direction of Harry and quickly realized his mistake.
Draco ran toward the stall that Harry was in, but Harry heard him coming and got ready to strike.

"I'll be it's Potty!" Draco spat as he ran toward the stall

As soon as Draco rounded the corner, Harry punched him in the face. Harry didn't have anything to wear, so he had taken Cedric's Hufflepuff robe and put it on to avoid anything embarrassing. He had it fully buttoned – a rare sight at Hogwarts.

Draco grabbed his nose, which was now dripping blood, and started to back up. Cedric extended his right leg and tripped Draco who fell backwards into the stone wall. This blow was enough to knock Malfoy out.

Harry gave Cedric back his robes, and the boys changed back into their pajamas. Cedric nudged Harry as they turned to walk out of the bathroom and pointed to Malfoy who was still lying on the floor in the same spot he had fallen.

"Wanna teach him a lesson?"

Harry looked at Cedric, his head slightly tilted, "how?"

"Oh, take his clothes and leave him out in the hallway?"

"Sounds good to me," said Harry, eager to get back at Draco for everything he had done to Harry.

A few minutes later they began walking down the hallway; Draco was lying naked in the floor behind them. He was in the middle of the hall and it happened that tonight the password to the bathroom changed so even if he woke up he couldn't get his clothes back.

Cedric took Harry's hand as they walked down the torch-lit hallway.

"Same time tomorrow night?" Cedric asked Harry.

"Sure," replied Harry as they kissed and turned in different directions to head toward their own common room waiting for tomorrow night.

-Please read and review; This is my first work (inspired by scenes from the new movie); This was written out of order and several chapters are still in development