Cedric bolted off into the night. Cedric normally loved to run. He loved the sense of control that he felt when he extended his long powerful legs. But tonight, as he ran into the dark chilly night, running was just a hassle. Cedric ran far into a field, his trainers getting muddy in the process. Once submerged in the grass Cedric laid down and began to sob.

He hated how his dad was ashamed of him.

He hated how his dad was when he was drunk.

He hated the fact that he was gay...

I mean why me? I need to be straight... my family's already ashamed of the fact that i am gay... how will they take it when I start dating guys?

Oh God. Cedric thought. Harry.

Cedric hastily got up from his spot in the grass. He began to sprint over to the Weasley's tent.

I can't believe I actually thought that he would come. Harry thought as he got into bed. It was now about 10:30 and Harry got sick of waiting by the tent opening.

Harry crawled under the covers, his mind running with questions, and his eyes wet with unshed tears. Why did I have to believe him... he was probably just poking fun at me. I mean what could Cedric Diggory like in me. I mean he's perfect with his chestnut brown hair , his intense yet gorgeous eyes, full pink lips, long and lean body. I mean he's charming, adorable, extremely likeable, polite, and everything I could ever want. What could he ever want in me?

If only Harry knew what Cedric desired everything physical about him, but also desired to learn to love the real Harry. Cedric loved Harry's dark raven hair that was untamed, but still looked soft enough to run his fingers threw. The emerald eyes. The eyes that could be so full of beauty, and so full of intensity. The lips that looked like they were stained by a ripe plum. The soft almost porcelain looking skin.

Harry sighed into his pillow with his discontent. He was tired and hurt and confused about what had happened. Sure, there had been the drunken kisses with all the boys in his dorm, the experiments with Ron, Fred, and George, the week long relationship with Seamus, the nightly escapades with Draco, but nothing serious. No one that Harry had ever truly felt for, nothing that had caused a stirring of passion, and no one that had ever made Harry desire to explore what he was feeling.

He had been thinking recently that Cedric could possibly do these things for him, to make his feel. All Harry could do was hope that Cedric had a small chance of liking him, I mean he must, right? He wanted to hang out with me...

Harry drifted into a light sleep when he heard the curtain to him and Ron's room open. He heard heavy footsteps coming close, but didn't even open his eyes, he assumed it was Ron.

"Harry...Harry." Cedric softly whispered as he put a hand on Harry's cheek. Harry jumped at the contact; Cedric's hand was frozen but heated up Harry's face.

"Oh, you're...you're awake." Cedric said while unconsciously smoothing his thumb over Harry's soft skin.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm up." Harry said as he brought his upper body upward into a sitting position. He locked his eyes on Cedric's vivid grey ones and motioned for him to sit down.

"I'm sorry I'm so late... my father and I had a bit of a falling out." Cedric said as Harry felt the mattress springs go down with the additional weight on Cedric. Cedric maintained eye contact while sitting down, but his eyes darted away soon after.

"About what?" Harry said as he scooted closer.

"The fact that I'm gay." Cedric said as he shook his head.

"Oh." Harry said. He extended a hand onto Cedric's shoulder, rubbing soft circles onto the radiant skin. Cedric leaned his head into the crook of Harry's neck. Cedric's warm breath quickly heated Harry's neck and Harry felt his cheeks grow hot with blush.

"I'm sorry if you thought I wasn't going to show up." Cedric murmured into Harry's thin T-shirt.

"Oh well I didn't think you were going to, but I'm glad you're here."

"Really?" Cedric said as he raised his head up.

"Yeah." Harry said timidly.

Then Cedric did something that was totally unexpected yet wanted by both. He pressed closer into Harry and greeted the younger's boys mouth with his own. Harry let out a soft moan and Cedric ran his tongue over Harry's smooth full lips. Harry's mouth opened and Cedric expertly explored his mouth with his tongue, caressing every cavern of his mouth. Cedric withdrew his tongue from Harry's mouth and pressed his open lips to Harry's three more times.

He slowly pulled his head away from Harry's, but he was close enough to feel their heavy breathing combining and see the light shining in Harry's eyes.

Then Harry smiled, at first only turning the corners of his mouth, but then it turned into a full-out smile, showing every one of his pearly square teeth.

Harry stopped smiling when Fred and George ran into Harry's room.

"Oh, um sorry but Dad says we have to go into the forest. The Death Eaters are here."

Harry automatically knew the Death Eaters were a bad thing, because it was the first time he had every seen the Weasley twins looking scared.

Harry quickly got out from under the covers, grabbed onto Cedric's hand, and they bolted out of the tent.

I told you all that I would be updating soon!

Hopefully, I'll keep new chapters coming, but I start school on Monday, and I might take a while to adjust.

Thanks again for all the reviews.

I'm writing this for you all, hope you all are enjoying.

xx Georgie