Chapter 5: Terror at the World Cup

As people poured out of the stadium, the festivities were already in play. Partying could be heard in every direction. The sound of slurred words and cheerful music was everywhere, and the sea of green that signified the Ireland side was rowdy. Harry walked hand in hand with Cedric, trailing behind the Weasley's. They both smiled happily; happy that they won, and happy that they had each other. They went back to the tent, where there were about a dozen wizards already having a jolly good time. Harry and Cedric slipped into the tent while everyone swayed to music, butterbeers and Firewhiskey in hand. They took a moment to stare into each other's eyes.

"That was quite some game!" Harry said excitedly.

"I'm sure my team can fit in some of the stuff for Quidditch." Cedric responded. He saw the look on Harry's face, the look that he didn't want to play against his boyfriend. "Oh come on, Harry, you might be my love, but I'll still make sure we win." Cedric winked. There was a low mutter of 'prat' and then a second later, Harry pulled him close for a kiss. Harry crawled on top of Cedric's lap and looked at him with wonder and happiness in his bright green eyes. They were more brilliant without those dirty spectacles he used to wear. Cedric rubbed his cheek softly with his thumb and kissed his cheek. Harry smiled and rested his head on Cedric's shoulder. They fell asleep in this position, smiling happily.

*Bonus*

Ginny walked into the tent for some alone time. The partying outside was giving her a slight headache. You'd think that as the hours passed by that the music would have slowly died down, but here it was, midnight and the festivities raged louder as drunk people sang every few feet to celebrate their team's victory. She didn't expect to see what she did when she walked in. Harry was in Cedric's lap facing him, Cedric's arm holding him close while they slept deeply. It was a very cute sight that made her smile a little. She had had a crush on Harry Potter since before she had even seen him in person. He was likeable, sweet, kind and very loving. She was really happy for him that he found someone who could give him happiness. She was about to turn to leave when...

"Harry! Cedric! Get up!" a loud voice said, waking Harry up, making him fall off of Cedric. Cedric woke with a start. Mr. Weasley looked at him with fear in his eyes. The atmosphere was quite different from when they went to sleep. There was no cheerfully loud music and chanting, there was screaming and the air was permeated with the tension of fear. Cedric bolted up, wand in hand. He looked alert for any danger. "Cedric, can you please get Harry, Ron and Hermione to the woods? Fred and George have Ginny." Mr. Weasley said urgently. Cedric nodded and took Harry's hand.

"Mr. Weasley," Harry said quizzically. "What's going-" he was cut off by a look and took that as his cue to get out of there. Harry, Cedric, Ron and Hermione all rushed to the woods. As they were heading there, they saw a disgusting sight. Four Muggles were hung up by their foot in the air. A group of silver masked men in black cloaks laughed and spun them around. Harry tore his eyes from the sight as they made their way into the woods. He frantically searched his pocket for his wand.

"Ced," Harry said with a worried look as he bit his lip in frustration. "I can't find my wand!" his green eyes widened in shock and frustration. Cedric opened his mouth to reply.

"The easier to hex you with," a drawling voice said from behind them. They all wheeled around to find themselves face to face with Draco Malfoy, who was practically strutting through the forest. His sleek blond hair was perfectly placed and his pale skin was too perfect.

"I don't need a wand to hex you, Malfoy." Harry retorted. Cedric had a confused look on his face at these words, as did Malfoy. Hermione looked shocked but didn't say anything. Here was Harry's chance to see if he had really gotten the hang of this.

"We'll see." Draco said. "Ablattero!" he shouted, sending a spell at him. The spell never reached him. Harry conjured a shield charm that made it disipate, without even rasing a hand. Everyone looked at Harry, who went slightly pink. Harry. Suddenly, Draco flew into a tree and was stuck there.

"I keep my promises, Malfoy." Harry said, taking Cedric's hand and leading everyone away from the scene. They entered a small clearing and decided to take a break.

"How did you do that?" Cedric asked him with wide eyes. Harry took a breath and looked at his feet. Then he got up and kissed Cedric softly, making Ron choke on air.

"Well, I got the idea from Dumbledore actually," Harry started. "I've seen him do magic many times without a wand, so I got to thinking that I should try it out, and I did try it out. I think I have the hang of it now. I might as well get better, seeing as I've lost my wand. " Harry ended dejectedly. They stood in silence. From behind them they heard a loud voice.

"MORSMORDE!" came the voice from behind them. Something green appeared and hung high in the sky. A skull with a snake slithering out of its mouth, skeletally green. Cedric's face went chalk white. Suddenly, seven wizards Apparated with their wands drawn. They all ducked down just in time, as stunning spells shot in every direction. A surly looking man Harry briefly remembered as Mr. Crouch ( Percy's boss) surveyed them with cold eyes.

"You have been discovered at the scene of the crime!" he shouted, spittle flying from his lips in anger. "Which one of you cast it?!" Harry looked at the rest of the wizards, and saw Mr. Diggory and Mr. Weasley who both wore worried looks. Mr. Crouch pointed his wand at them and Amos crossed over to him with his wand drawn at Mr. Crouch.

"That's my son you're threatening." He said stiffly. Crouch looked over them again, lowering his wand. His eyes traveled over Harry's scar and his hand in Cedric's.

"I'd take your son to St. Mungo's if I were you," Crouch said sourly. "That's one sickness he's got there, everyone check the surroundings we might have stunned them."

Harry got up quickly and was in Crouch's face. Everyone went silent and pale. "And why does he need to go to St. Mungo's? Because he loves me?" Harry said, shaking in anger, his vision red.

"I would watch the way you talk to me, young man. I am a qualified Ministry official." Mr. Crouch said coldly. He smiled in a sick way.

"I'll write to Dumbledore and see what he has to say about it. Did you know he's gay?" Harry said angrily. Crouch flinched at the last word, and it wasn't unnoticed by Harry. "Yea, the greatest wizard is gay, and you don't think he should be in Mungo's, do you?" Mr. Crouch walked off, and Amos slid up to him.

"Mr. Potter, I am very moved by your bravery and your quick defense of my son. I was uncertain about this, but you really changed my mind on the opinion." Amos said with a curt nod. Cedric beamed at him and picked Harry up and kissed his forehead.

"That was very brave," Cedric said with tears in his eyes. "I can't wait to see you every day at Hogwarts." He said kissing Harry softly.