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      Explicit
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      Underage, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence
  Category:
      Multi, M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Other(s)
  Character:
      Other(s), Harry_Potter, Oliver_Wood
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Language, Slash_sex, Mpreg, Sexual_Content, Threesome, Alternate
      Universe, Drama, First_Time, Romance
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      Published: 2008-11-08 Completed: 2009-08-03 Chapters: 4/4 Words: 7817
****** Two Lions and a Badger ******
by SilverLion [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Cedric doesn't die during the Tri-Wizard tournament. Can he and his
     lover turn Harry's life around?
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
     please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection
     profile.
***** Prologue *****
A/N: Not mine. If I was getting paid to write, I wouldn't be working my ass off
in a bowling alley snack bar three days a week and I wouldn't be worried about
paying back my student loans. This fic is dedicated to all of my fave authors:
Cassie Black, Norische, Kamerreon, Roozette, Shadowsamurai, and many more.
Warnings: Mention of twincest, MPreg, underaged sex (this is 4th year, before
Harry's 15th birthday; the sex doesn't actually happen, sorry), and character
death (though in this story it doesn't actually happen).
 
"Kill the spare!" came the rasping voice moments before the beam of green light
brightened the graveyard. Harry Potter watched in horror as the beam struck the
other boy with him, knocking him down, his wide open eyes glassy in death.
No! screamed his mind. Not Cedric! Please not Cedric! He watched helplessly as
he was bound to the gravestone of Tom Riddle Senior, while Wormtail resurrected
his master using the ingredients unwittingly provided by his father's bones and
his blood being mixed with Pettigrew's hand. Shortly after that the Death
Eaters arrived eager for their master to lead them once more.
Then came the duel, Dark Lord versus Boy-Who-Lived. Priori Incantatem occurred
becuase the two wands shared a core, feathers from Fawkes, showing Harry images
of Voldemort's most recent victims including Cedric and his parents. The spell-
memories held off Voldemort and his Death Eaters so that the young Gryffindor
could escape with Cedric's body.
Harry landed in the field, his arms firmly clasped around the cooling body of
Cedric Diggory, crying his heart out.
"NOOOOOOOO!"
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"NOOOOOOOO!"
"Harry! Harry, wake up!" demanded a voice next to his ear. Blearily, emerald-
green eyes made out the fuzzy form of Ronald Weasley, who immediately handed
him his glasses. Unfortunately, his stomach decided to expel it's contents all
over Ron's bare feet.
"EURGH!" groaned the redhead. He quickly vanished the mess and cast a cleaning
charm on his feet. "Harry, what happened this time? What did you see?"
"Cedric dying, killed by Wormtail."
"It was just a nightmare Harry. Diggory's safe and sound in the Badger Hole,
you know that."
"I know, it's just...it could have ended so differently if I hadn't screamed
for him to get down."
"I know, mate. Just try to put it out of your mind. We leave tomorrow, so get
some sleep yeah?"
"Yeah."
The room was soon filled with the sound's of Ron's snores. The others hadn't
even awakened, their silencing charms solidly in place to block out their
roommate's castle-shaking nighttime vocalizations. Strangely enough, the noise
soothed Harry back to sleep, filling him with the knowledge that his best
friend was once more firmly on his side.
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"Rick!" called the slightly older man.
"Ollie!" cried Cedric Diggory, greeting his lover.
"Sorry I couldn't get here sooner, luv. You know how it is."
"All that matters is that you're here now Ollie," assured the Hufflepuff as he
snuggled into his companion's embrace. "Cho's been great, but it's just not the
same without you."
"I know. But I'm here now. I'm gonna be spending the night with you, and no,
we're not gonna do anything more than sleep. You've been through a lot tonight.
No arguments."
The younger man closed his mouth on the complaint he'd been about to utter.
"Ollie...I've kinda got a confession to make."
Oliver Wood raised an eyebrow and simply said, "Oh?"
"Yeah, I've...ummmm....kindagotabitofacrushonHarryPotter," blurted Cedric.
Oliver merely grinned, once he had sorted out what his boyfriend had said. "You
too, huh?" to which the other could only gape. "Don't be so shocked, he's
turning into a very attractive young man. I was kinda hoping you'd be
interested in inviting him to our bed."
"We can't! He's got a crush on Cho!"
"I guess he hasn't figured out she's with Marietta?"
"Obviously."
"Doesn't stop us from trying, though does it?"
"What makes you think he'd be even remotely interested?"
"The fact that he couldn't stop checking out the Weasley twins and myself in
the locker room showers?"
"The Weasley twins? Aren't they with Jordan?"
"Yeah, but it's never stopped them from yanking his chain. They really get a
kick out of somehow always managing to be doing it in the locker rooms when
Harry enters."
"Always?"
"Well, before we got together two years ago, I was joining them. It was loads
of fun!" Cedric's eyes glazed over at the thought of his sexy boyfriend being
the filling of a Weasley-twin-sandwich. Yummmm! "You should have seen Harry's
face the first time he saw us. It was priceless. There I was on my hands and
knees with George's cock down my throat and Fred's filling my arse. He was
completely gobsmacked. It set the twins off and they came simultaneously. I was
in
cock-sucker heaven that night."
"But Harry?"
"Umm...I've been wanting him since I saw him this summer at the World Cup. I
was hoping the two of you'd stumble into my tent together seeking the safety of
my arms. Alas, it was just you."
Cedric responded with a glare worthy of a Slytherin. "I'm guessing I'm not man
enough for you?" he demanded icily.
"It's not like that and you know it," retorted the other. "I desire the both of
you equally. I would love nothing more than to watch you deflower young Harry
Potter before my very eyes while I wank."
"You'd let me go first?"
"You know I can't deny you anything, pet. And besides, it'd be incredible to
watch you gently prepare him for penetration before you slowly inserted your
big cock in between his pert little arsecheeks. It'd be like seeing living
poetry." Cedric gasped as Oliver gently nipped his boyfriend's earlobe. "You
know how much I enjoy watching. Almost as much as I like performing," he purred
before suckling on the golden throat before him.
"O-O-Ollie, I tho-ought we weren't d-d-doing anything?" panted the Hufflepuff.
"I changed my mind. I'm too worked up thinking about all that incredible
threesome sex to not get my broom waxed now," growled out the former
Gryffindor.
Oliver banished their clothes before crawling on top of his lover, who gasped
as their erections came together. "I need to be inside you Ricky. Need to feel
your incredible heat engulfing me." Cedric's only response was a low lust-
filled moan. Oliver moved down the Hufflepuff Head Boy's body, nipping,
licking, and sucking various patches of flesh. He paid plenty of attention to
the dusky nipples that always brought out some of the most delicious moans,
especially
when the steel rings going through them were gently tugged on. "Merlin I love
these piercings, pet. Love to pull on them with my teeth."
Cedric gasped again. "Love having you play with them, luv." He moaned all the
more enthusiastically when his lover nursed hungrily at his chest, tangling his
tongue piercing in the rings, before moving south and wrapping his lips around
the impressive uncut cock that loomed from his companion's muscular thighs.
"MMMmmmm...can't get over how incredible you taste, how you look, sound, feel,
smell, everything. So incredible. A sexual smorgasboard."
"Don't forget the charms, Ollie. I'm not ready to be a dad just yet."
Oliver chuckled. "Of course. We'll wait until the third part of our family is
with us and you've graduated babe. Then I'll get you knocked up. You'll look so
beautiful swollen with our child." With that, he waved his wand and cast the
contraceptive charm before going down on his boyfriend once more, feasting on
the throbbing flesh and savoring the creamy precum that oozed forth. The Keeper
gently pushed his piercing into Cedric's slit wringing another delicious cry
from the Seeker, followed by yet more precum that flowed down his throat. A
wordless, wandless spell later, and Oliver's hand was coated in lube and he
started preparing his Badger. One finger brought forth a low moan and he
laughed again, the vibrations of his delight shooting sparks through Cedric's
cock and up his spine. "More," begged the younger man. That earned him a second
finger, scissoring and stretching, working that tight hole ever wider. When
Oliver finally shoved a third finger into his lover's body, Cedric growled at
him. "If you don't fuck me already, you're sleeping on the couch!"
That just got him a laugh before Oliver positioned him just so and penetrated
him in one smooth thrust, garnering another cry of pleasure from his blonde
lover. "OLLIE!"
"Merlin, Rick! You're just as tight as ever. Don't know if I'll be able to hold
on," gasped out the former Gryffindor.
"Then let go, Ollie. Just let go," said Cedric softly. Oliver murmured his
assent and thrust in and out of his boyfriend's clenching heat, filling him
over and over before emptying his balls into that fantastic body. He gently
pulled out before casting a wandless non-verbal cleaning spell on the both of
them, then drew Cedric close to his body. "Merlin," he said again. "Every time
with you Rick is just like the first time."
"You're so sweet to say that, Ollie."
"It's the truth. Making love to you is like coming home again. But, there's
still something missing."
"I'm guessing that something's name is Harry Potter?"
"I think so."
"We'lll get him Ollie. We'll get him," finished Cedric before releasing a big
yawn and snuggling into the other man before falling asleep.
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Harry snuck out of the dorms while everyone else was scrambling to get packed.
He was thankful he packed last night. He'd get to enjoy the prefects bathroom
one last time before he went back to the Dursley's. Upon reaching the fifth
floor, he gave the password to the painting and crept in. He was completely
unprepared for the sight that greeted his eyes. There, perched on the edge of
the massive tub was Cedric Diggory, stark naked, with an equally naked Oliver
Wood sitting in his lap. From the way they were moving, it was obvious what
they were doing together. Harry's eyes grew wide in shock. "Oliver? Cedric?" he
squeaked out. Merlin this was embarrasing.
"Hey Harry!" called Oliver. "Come join us. There's plenty of cock to go
around."
"Ollie, don't scare him. Harry, please come over here."
"Cedric?" asked Harry, confused. "I thought you were with Cho?"
"No, Harry. Cho is a lesbian, just like I'm gay. I've been with Oliver for two
years." Cedric removed Oliver from his lap and stood up, his large cock
pointing in Harry's direction and glistening with precum and lube. "Harry?
Could we talk?" asked the Hufflepuff gently. The words yanked Harry's attention
away from his cock and to his face.
"T-t-talk?" stammered the nervous fourth year. "B-b-b-but you're naked?"
"Does it bother you? I could always put on a bathrobe."
"Please?" said Harry, his voice coming out in a squeak again.
Cedric smiled indulgently and summoned both his and Oliver's bathrobes and the
pair put them on. "Better?"
"Yeah," said Harry, his breathing returning to normal. He didn't know why he
constantly had that reaction when seeing some guys naked. He couldn't be gay!
He'd get in so much trouble if the Dursley's found out. They'd beat him even
more if he was!
"Harry," coaxed Oliver. "It's okay. We won't hurt you. We just want to talk."
"About what?"
"Well, Ollie said he noticed how much you watched him in the locker rooms
during Quidditch, especially when he was with the Weasley twins. Then there's
your reaction from just now. You are very interested in what we were doing, but
you're scared. Why? It's not uncommon to find same-sex couples in the Wizarding
World."
"My...family...the Dursleys...they'd..."
"They'd beat you if they found out, wouldn't they?" asked Oliver, quickly
cottoning on. Harry just nodded mutely.
"We won't let them," stated Cedric fiercely. "I'll be damned if I let them hurt
one of my lovers."
"WHAT?" demanded Harry incredulously. "Lover? I don't even know you that well,
and, yeah, we helped each other out, but that's mostly because everyone else
was cheating and we should've all been on even ground. Besides, I don't even
know if I'm ready for sex and...and..."
Oliver quieted the hyperventillating boy by kissing him soundly. The younger
boy moaned softly and his lips parted in shock, and the older Gryffindor took
the opportunity offered to him and slipped his tongue inside. Harry whimpered
as his tongue was gently perusaded to play. He was startled again when another
mouth attacked his neck, sucking and nibbling on the warm skin. Finally, the
older guys pulled back, leaving a gasping Harry.
"Harry," said Cedric softly. "We don't want just sex. We want to make love to
you."
"But, you're together," protested the fourth year.
"We're not complete," said Oliver. "We think you'll complete us. We want you
Harry. We want to feel your fiery spirit scorch our souls when we're inside you
and when you're inside us. We want you to become ours and only ours. Let us
love you Harry. We promise to make it feel good. We also promise you won't be
alone this summer. We'll come by as often as we can and we'll make damn sure
those fucking muggles know it too. You'll never be alone again."
"Do you promise?"
"With all our heart," swore both older men.
Harry's primary thought was this was too good to be true. How could they want
him like that? He was closer to Oliver, but only because they were in the same
house and on the Quidditch team together. The only things he had in common with
Cedric was Quidditch and the Tournament from Hell. Other than those things, he
really didn't know the other two well enough to get into a relationship with
them.
"Tell you what, Harry. We'll take it slowly. How about, over the summer, we
hang out with you and get to know each other better."
"You mean like dating?
"Exactly. Then, after you've had some time to adjust to the idea, perhaps we
can take if further. But until then, you set the pace. Okay?"
"I guess so. But what about the Dursely's?"
"Well, they won't dare lay a hand on you if we're over often enough, because
we'll see it immediately. Naturally, since it's the off season, I'll be able to
come around more often, while Cedric gets a job or a higher education,
whichever comes first."
"I was thinking of getting my Mastery in Charms and Herbology."
"Well, you can study with Harry, while the both of you benefit from the
studying and you can use that time to get to know each other better. Sound
good?"
"Sounds great to me. What about you, Harry?"
"I guess so."
"Then it's settled. This summer, we start the wooing and shite."
Harry didn't know what to make of everything, it was all happening so fast. The
other two realized this and both cuddled him close. "Don't worry so much. We'll
take care of you Harry. We promised, and we have no intention of breaking that
promise." And Harry believed them. The emerald-eyed teen started crying.
"What's wrong, pet?" murmured Oliver.
"I...I...just," began Harry.
"Shhh," soothed Cedric. "It'll be okay, you'll see." Together, they soothed
Harry's fears and his tears soon stopped. Both boys kissed him sweetly before
they parted and left to board the train. Harry finally looked forward to summer
for the first time in his life.
***** Dreams *****

Author's notes: A steamy dream sequence
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A/N: Because it was demanded, I have decided to continue this story. With that
in mind, there is an incredibly hot underaged sex scene ahead. Just to let you
all know.
Disclaimer: BTW, still not mine and I'm still working in that hellhole of a
bowling alley.
Harry could barely contain his excitement at the thought of the two incredibly
handsome older men that were going to court him this summer. Both were tall and
strapping with muscular bodies and both were packing. He shuddered at the
thought of having sex with them. How were they gonna fit inside him? Hopefully
they would at least go one at a time instead of trying to double-team him. And
what about the other stuff he had seen done in the locker rooms when he spied
on Fred, George and Oliver? He wasn't scared of what could happen, he was more
afraid that he wouldn't be good enough and they'd leave him.
"Harry? Harry, are you okay? You look a little peaky," came Hermione's
inquiring voice, smashing through his thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, nothing. Just thinking about something," he replied shakily.
"Oh, he had a nightmare last night," stated Ron. "He was back in the graveyard,
etc. etc."
"Ron, what have we talked about oversharing?" seethed Harry.
"Hey! You were the one who barfed on my feet. Sorry for being concerned,
damnit!" bellowed the irate redhead.
"Harry?" said Hermione carefully.
"It's nothing Hermione. I was dreaming that Cedric had died, and we all know he
hadn't. It was just a normal nightmare after a traumatic experience. That's
expected, right?"
"Right," she said, unconvinced.
"I'm kinda tired still. I'm gonna take a nap. Can you guys make sure I'm awake
by the time we get to London?"
"Sure, mate. And...sorry."
"It's alright. I know you're worried. I'm sorry for getting mad at you."
"Apology accepted."
"Night."
"Actually it's afternoon mate, but whatever."
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~Dream~
Harry wandered around a sunlight-dappled forest wondering how, exactly, he got
there. It was nowhere he'd ever seen before. Not that that was surprising
considering most of his travelling was to Hogwarts and back. But this was
different. He could hear splashing water and laughter. Male laughter at that.
The path he was on climbed gradually, taking him higher and higher. When he
finally cleared the trees, Harry could see he was on the edge of a cliff, near
a sparkling waterfall that fed into a crystal clear pool far below. He could
make out two forms down below splashing around in the pool and swimming,
sometimes coming together before moving apart again. The two figures looked up
and waved to him. Harry waved back and could faintly hear their voices
beckoning him.
"Join us Harry! The water's great!"
He recognized those voices. Oliver and Cedric. "Here I come! Catch me!" he
hollered to the pair below, before taking a running leap right over the edge of
the cliff. He floated gently down to the ground and into Cedric's arms, before
being set on the ground. Harry blushed when he saw that they were naked and
obviously aroused. A few words later and his clothes were vanished, then a
voice practically purred in his ear. "So beautiful. If I had my way, you'd
never wear clothes ever again. You'd be naked all the time so I can take you
whenever the mood struck me."
"Ollie, don't be crude," chastised the Hufflepuff. Turning to Harry he
continued talking. "Hey baby. Missed us?" Without waiting for a response, he
bent down and pressed his lips to the younger boy's, humming in delight when
Harry's mouth opened in shock. Cedric took the opportunity presented to him and
slipped his tongue inside, tasting, caressing, possessing. They parted to gulp
in air, though Harry didn't have long before Oliver took over, starting his own
exploration of Harry's mouth, while Cedric moved down his throat kissing and
nibbling, before sucking a large hickey on the side of his neck.
Oliver went further down and claimed a rosy nipple between his lips, nipping
and licking. He suckled enthusiastically, as if he hoped for something to come
out of Harry's chest. Cedric soon joined him in the nursing, and they indulged
in the body of the young man before them. Both had arms wrapped around Harry,
supporting him in case he lost his footing and fell.
It was Cedric who first claimed Harry's cock and Oliver didn't deny him. After
all, he had promised Cedric first touch. He ducked down and mouthed the young
Gryffindor's downy balls causing him to wail in pleasure as he thrust into the
Hufflepuff's mouth. Cedric, for his part, relaxed and let Harry fuck his mouth.
This first time was to mark Harry as theirs, later he could be taught the other
aspects of male sex. It wasn't long before Harry was spasming in his first-ever
climax, spilling his seed down Cedric's eager throat. His cries filled the air
and after Cedric milked the last drops from his wilting prick, Oliver claimed
his mouth, eager for a taste of this boy on the verge of manhood.
As they kissed, they pulled Harry close, making sure he didn't feel left out
and shared his cum with him. Harry whimpered as they kissed and caressed him
all over. He moaned as he felt a wet finger circling his entrance. "Just relax
Harry. Let Ollie prepare you for me. It's gonna hurt a bit, especially since
I'm pretty big, but it'll be okay. We'll take care of you baby. Do you trust
us? We won't go through with it if you don't trust us, luv."
Did he trust them? That was the big question. Did he trust these two men to
take care of him? To make love to him? He wanted them, yes, but was he ready
for such a big step? He wasn't even fifteen yet, but he wanted this. Neither
man had ever done him any harm. Oliver had taught him Quidditch and had been a
pretty good friend. He and Cedric had helped each other through that tournament
and Cedric didn't blame him for his name coming out of the Goblet. He decided
that yes, he trusted them. He finally answered, "Please love me?"
"Ohh baby, always," said Cedric softly while Oliver gently kissed the top of
his head. The older Gryffindor circled his entrance once more before inserting
his finger. Harry immediately tightened up at the intrusion. "Shh, Harry.
Relax. It'll hurt more if you don't," soothed Cedric. Harry nodded and tried to
relax. Oliver helped him by nuzzling his neck as he lay on top of the man.
"Let go, Harry. We'll catch you," he murmured. "Nothing bad will happen to you
here." And with that, Harry's body started to relax and Oliver began thrusting
his finger in and out of the virginal hole. Above them, Cedric waved his wand
and cast a contraceptive charm.
"What's that?"
"Just a contraceptive charm, luv. So you don't get pregnant," explained the
other.
"Oh," said Harry dumbly. He probably would've cared more, but he was feeling
way too good to worry about it right now, especially when Oliver slid another
finger in him and tapped his prostate making Harry see stars. "OOOhhhhh!"
Oliver chuckled in Harry's ear before nibbling on the lobe. Cedric was lapping
at Harry's nipples once again, causing his arousal to increase so the boy would
relax all the more.
Soon, Oliver had worked three fingers into the young man laying on top of him,
scissoring and stretching, preparing the way for his lover to lay claim to
their boy. "He's ready, Rick. Ready for your big dick, luv. I can wait for you
to enter him. All the squirming he's doing is doing wonderful things to my
cock." Cedric positioned himself at Harry's entrance and gently pressed
forward. "Just relax, luv," cooed Oliver. "Cedric's gonna make you feel even
better soon baby. Gonna fill you up with that big dick of his. Just let him in,
hun, okay?"
Harry relaxed as the older Gryffindor soothed his fears with arousal and Cedric
gradually eased his cockhead inside the boy. Together, Oliver and Cedric
relaxed Harry and the Hufflepuff eased in a little at a time, only stopping
when Harry's face twisted in a grimace of pain. When that happened, they
stopped moving and gently soothed the boy until Cedric was fully seated.
"I'm all the way in, Harry. How does it feel, baby?"
"Big...full," said the younger man in an awe-filled voice.
"Does it feel good, pet?"
"Yes," gasped Harry as Cedric rocked forward gently, his lubed up prick sliding
in Harry's stretched rectum easily.
"Merlin, Ollie. He's so tight! I've never felt someone so tight before!"
"You've never had a virgin before, either, luv. You were pretty tight when I
popped your cherry. I was already broken in when we started, remember?"
"No talking, more loving," demanded Harry.
"Anyone ever tell you you're cute when you're pushy, Harry?" said Cedric,
before giving in to his younger lover's demands and setting up a steady pace.
He moved forward and claimed first Oliver and then Harry's lips in a kiss
before positioning himself to repeatedly hit Harry's prostate. Oliver wrapped a
firm hand around Harry's prick and started masturbating him in time to Cedric's
thrusts. Harry couldn't even try to hold back. Between the steady thudding of
Cedric's blunt cockhead pounding his prostate and the thrusting of Oliver's
hand, he soon coated that hand and the chest above him in thick streamers of
pearly white cum, his vocalizations mingling harmoniously with those of the
other two. His ass spasmed as he climaxed and wrung Cedric's orgasm from him
and Oliver coated Harry's backside as the boy's wriggling did what he said it
would. All three collapsed, gasping for air as they came down from their
blissful high.
"Damn," swore Oliver. "I can't wait to have my turn. Also can't wait to see him
inside you Rick."
"That'll have to wait until next time," said the other man as he snuggled up to
his lovers on the mossy bank. The gentle spray of warm mist covered their
sweaty bodies, cooling them in the faint breeze as Cedric lazily waved his wand
and cast cleaning charms. Harry curled up next to him with his head on Cedric's
firm chest as Oliver wrapped himself around him on the other side. Now thisis
my idea of paradise," thought the Hufflepuff as he drifted off to sleep.
~End Dream~
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"Harry sure looks like he's enjoying this dream, eh Hermione?" he asked nudging
his friend. He indicated the lump in Harry's trousers and the smile on his
face. "Wonder who the lucky girl is?"
"Oh, really Ronald, that's just disgusting. Leave Harry alone about it as well.
It's a natural thing for his age. Just because you have all the emotional range
of a teaspoon, doesn't mean he does."
"Oi! I've got emotions!" protested the redhead.
"Yes, of course," said Hermione as she returned to her book. Surreptitiously,
she cast a summoning charm and then levitated Harry's cloak over his body
hiding him from unneccesary scrutiny. "Leave him alone," she reiterated.
Ron sat back grumbling about not being allowed to tease his best friend. At
least he'd see him over the summer. Maybe he could squirrel Harry away
somewhere and rag him about it in private.
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In another car, two men woke up from their naps, satisfied smirks on their
faces. They looked over at the red haired twins across from them.
"The 'Shared-Dreams Solution' can be considered a success," said Oliver with a
happy grin.
"Excellent!" exclaimed one of the twins gleefully.
"Tell us, who was the recipient?"
"Nope," said Cedric succinctly. "We do not want him embarrased about it."
"What?..."
"Us embarass..."
"Someone? Surely..."
"You have mistaken..."
"Us for some slimy..."
"Slytherins! We would..."
"Never do such a thing!" proclaimed the twins hotly.
"Yeah, right!" said Oliver with a snort. "And I'm descended from Merlin."
"OI!"
***** The Dursleys and a Change *****
Harry wasn't home for more than a week before one of his suitors came to visit
him. The older wizard forced his way into the house and confronted the
Dursley's. "Either myself or another, named Oliver Wood, will be visiting with
Harry quite frequently this summer, until he is taken to the Weasleys. You will
not give him grief over this. He will be permitted to stay in touch with us by
owl. You do not have to worry about taking care of him. One of my House Elves
will see to his needs. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" snarled Cedric,
brandishing his wand.
"HOW DARE YOUR KIND COME INTO MY HOME AND MAKE DEMANDS!" bellowed Vernon. "WE
TOOK THAT LITTLE INGRATE INTO OUR HOME, OUT OF THE GOODNESS OF OUR HEARTS AND
THE LITTLE SHIT HAS CAUSED NOTHING BUT TROUBLE."
"Somehow, I don't buy that. Harry's never caused trouble. He doesn't have to.
It comes looking for him," sneered the former Hufflepuff. Harry was shocked at
Cedric's attitude. He was normally very laid back and easy-going, as far as
temperment went, and a hard worker when it was time for it. How he ended up
with the driven, oft-times manic, Oliver Wood, he'd never understand, but then,
love was like that.
"And why will there be two of you, and both males at that? Are you a bunch of
faggots?" retorted the muggle. "Always figured the little freak for something
like that."
If looks could kill, then Vernon Dursley would be six feet under. "You ever
call my lover, Harry, or myself that ever again, then I'll really give you a
reason to fear magic," replied Cedric coldly. Harry thought that was the most
frigid response he had ever heard, and he had been on the receiving end of
several from such professionals as Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy.
"Now that I've made myself perfectly clear, I require you to do several things
for me. One, you will take Harry to London sometime in the next week, so that
he may go shopping," at this he held up a hand. "Harry's got his own money to
spend so you don't have to waste any of yours on him. I am unable to be here
for a while since I have to make some arrangements for things, and Oliver will
be training in Devonshire. You will be followed, so don't even think of trying
anything. Two, I don't mind if he does a few chores around the house. That's
perfectly reasonable. However," again he raised his hand. "It's not reasonable
to make him do ALL the chores, working him half to death. Three, you will stop
calling Harry those nasty names."
After his speech, Cedric turned to Harry and gave him a brief squeeze to the
shoulder, then with a wicked smirk gracing his handsome face, he bent down and
tenderly kissed his quarry. "Take care, Kitten, and be safe."
"Kitten?" queried the young Gryffindor.
"Of course. After all, what's a little lion, but a kitten?" said the Badger
with a wry grin.
"A cub, duh!" retorted Harry indignantly.
"True, but Kitten sounds sweeter," purred the other.
"All that sugar is gonna give me diabetes," groused the bespectacled boy.
"Possibly, but from all the sourness around this place, I don't think the sugar
is going to do you too much harm," said Cedric indicating the Dursley's who all
looked like they had swallowed several lemons. "Like I said, pet, be safe."
"With you looking over their shoulders every day, I seriously doubt anything's
gonna happen."
"Ah, but it's not just these idiots I'm thinking about. Don't forget about the
Death Eaters."
"Oh, right. Those dickheads. I was trying to forget them, even if it's only for
a little bit."
"Harry, luv, I know you want to try to have some semblence of a normal life,
but just be careful. Constant Vigilance and all that rot," he finished with a
smile.
"You do remember that that wasn't the real Moody, right?"
"Yeah, but I met the real Moody once, and he actually said that, frequently.
Now, I've got to get going. I'll see you in a week, okay?"
"Okay."
"Be good." Cedric gave Harry another kiss and walked to the door. Harry watched
from the house as he went to the sidewalk, the edge of the wards, and
apparated. He was still in shock over what the older boy had told the Dursleys.
Over the next week, Harry ate better than he ever had when with the Dursley's.
Cedric's elf, Ziggy, kept him well fed, bringing him whatever the Diggory's
were eating. Fortunately enough, Harry wasn't too fussy and eater, so he didn't
find anything he didn't like. The trip to London for shopping was fun. the day
before, he went by Knight Bus to the Leaky Cauldron so he could get some of his
wizard's money converted to muggle pounds. When the Dursley's took him on his
shopping spree, only doing so out of a sense of self-preservation, he found
that he had a certain style. He was into the goth style. To that end, Harry had
purchased a lot of dark clothes, especially black, with a lot of accessories.
He also got several piercings and tattoos. Naturally, he asked Ziggy for a
healing potion so he wouldn't have to wait for them to heal, after which he
gave Ziggy money to replace the potion.
It was after that week when he got another visit from Cedric. Harry came down
the stairs decked out in his goth clothes. The former Hufflepuff's eyes grew
huge when he saw the change in the younger man's appearance. He let out an
appreciative whistle. "Damn Harry, you clean up good. You look good enough to
eat," he purred to the boy. Hearing gagging noises nearby the pair turned to
see Dudley Dursley standing off to the side. Harry got a nasty, Slytherin-like
smirk and pulled Cedric into a tongue-tangling kiss. The older boy could tell
that Harry was inexperienced, but had plenty of natural talent and he eagerly
sucked on Harry's tongue as they moaned in tandem. Dudley fled and Harry took
Cedric upstairs.
They hadn't even got in the door when Vernon bellowed at them. "You better not
get up to any funny stuff in there. Just because we're letting you do more,
doesn't mean I'm going to let you get up to any hanky-panky."
"For your information," said Cedric, again in that chilly voice, "I wasn't
going to do anything with Harry. He's not ready yet. We aren't even officially
dating. Oliver and I are courting him."
A soft sigh escaped Petunia Dursley's throat. Vernon turned on her in outrage.
"I...I...I know it's...it's...unnatural Vernon, but...but...but...it's
COURTING!" she spluttered. "I always hoped for a true courtship when I was a
little girl."
"Well, then, Pet, would you like me to court you? Afterwards we can renew our
vows."
"Oh Vernon, do you mean it?"
Unnoticed by the Dursleys, Cedric and Harry took the opportunity to disappear
inside Harry's room, where Cedric locked and warded the door. "I'm surprised
your aunt created such a distraction."
"That makes two of us, though the thought of my Uncle courting my Aunt's made
me queasy."
Cedric swept Harry into his arms and rubbed his belly, "Aww, is my wittle
Hawwy's tummy feeling yucky," he cooed in the most disgusting voice.
"Geroff me you great lump!" complained the dark haired boy, starting to talk
like Ron.
Cedric chuckled. "Anyways, let's see what else you've got besides the obvious
piercings and clothes. I noticed the tongue piercing when we kissed."
"Well," began Harry, "I've got both nipples pierced, and my belly-button, and
of course, both ears. I've also got a few tats."
"Let me see!" ordered the blonde.
Harry tugged off his shirt and presented his back to his future lover. There,
displayed in the bright ink of a new tattoo, was an image of two lions and a
badger. The trio looked like they were playing. "I'm planning on going to
Diagon Alley soon, so I can get it charmed to move."
"I can do that now, if you like," offered Cedric. "I'm pretty good with
charms." Harry immediately consented and soon, the three animals were moving.
He turned around and presented his front. There, looking like it was going to
grab a nipple was a small phoenix. Without even being asked, Cedric animated
that one as well. He reached up and lightly tugged on the slender steel ring
through the rosy nipple. Harry moaned in response. "Cedric," he whimpered.
"Not yet, Kitten. I can't make love to you yet. We've only just started. If you
just jump into bed with me, without even dating, if anyone found out, you'd be
seen as a whore, and my Kitten is no whore." The final words shocked Harry to
his core. He felt that he was treasured by Cedric, and Oliver, seeing as how
defensive he'd been of the older Gryffindor when he first confronted Vernon and
Petunia. It indicated that he wouldn't give up either of them. Harry somehow
knew that Oliver shared his lover's feelings towards the young Savior.
"Cedric..." began Harry, before being stopped.
"Try Rick. It's a little less formal. More familiar," he said gently.
"Okay....Rick," corrected the younger shyly. "Could I ask you a favor, even
though you've done so much already?"
"Of course. What is it?"
"I've decided that I want to get another tattoo. One I think you're really
gonna like."
"Well, I really like the one on your back, but why not? Let's get you another
one."
Harry's smile lit up the room and the pair headed down the stairs after Cedric
dismantled his wards. A quick side-along apparation later and they were in the
alley behind the tattoo parlor.
"Back again huh? What would you like this time?" asked the tattoo artist.
"Just a simple word, on my inner thigh, in the gothic script."
"What word?"
"Kitten." The artist raised a pierced eyebrow at this, but took them into a
room where Harry immediately stripped off his black leather pants giving both
older guys a good look at his creamy skin.
Cedric was shocked when he heard what the tattoo would be, but when he saw all
that luscious skin on display, just shy of Harry being naked from the waist
down, and his brain overloaded. He did the manly thing and passed out, his nose
bleeding profusely.
"Damn!" swore the artist. He tended to Cedric first, laying him on his front,
with a tissue lodged in his left nostril, before slapping him awake. "Take care
of that nose while I tend to your little boyfriend here."
Harry didn't scream at all during the inking. After all, someone who had to re-
grow every bone in an arm could handle the minor pain of getting a tattoo. The
re-growing hurt almost as bad as the Cruciatus. Afterwards, Harry paid for the
tat and Cedric apparated them home where he healed the skin and charmed the
letters to shimmer before placing a tender kiss to the area. He quickly made
his escape after that and furiously wanked off because Harry wasn't ready, and
Oliver was unavailable.
A/N: So very sorry about the bit with the Dursleys, but I needed a good way for
Harry and Cedric to get away from them so...Again with the sorry!
***** Birthday Plans *****
A/N: Harry fantasizes about Draco (and others) while jerking off in this
chapter, but they will never get together. He belongs solely to Cedric and
Oliver. BTW, it took me a while to find a name for Cedric's owl and I checked
Wikipedia for ideas. I think it was appropriate for her.
Harry was excited, to say the least. His fifteenth birthday would be upon him
soon and he was wondering what he would get from his suitors. In the weeks
since Cedric's visit after his shopping trip, he got to see the Hufflepuff
several times. Each time he was given a gift from both him and Oliver. The
former Gryffindor had also popped in with his boyfriend a couple of times when
he was able to get away. When the Dursely's saw the three of them snuggling the
first time, they naturally freaked and Oliver hexed them all.
Oliver, like Cedric, absolutely loved the changes Harry had made. When he saw
the 'Kitten' tattoo, he immediately leaned in and lapped at it with broad
swipes of his tongue, forgetting that they weren't yet lovers. All Harry could
do was lay back and moan under the onslaught before Cedric regained his senses
enough to box his lover around the ears for his actions. Poor Harry was left
harder than a rock and the other two would do nothing to alleviate his problem.
As revenge, he jerked off thinking about Draco Malfoy. After all, the blonde
was a complete asshole, but he was a gorgeous asshole. He imagined those pretty
pink lips wrapped around his shaft as he brought the dark-haired Gryffindor to
climax while his suitors watched, helpless to do anything. As his orgasm built
to it's peak, he visualized the Slytherin's pert ass up in the air as he
slammed into the pureblood prat's tight hole. In his fantasy, Cedric and Oliver
watched, unable to look away, and jerking each other off. Harry came in reality
at the same time in his fantasy, his hand coated in creamy white, even as his
dream-self filled the blonde's freshly fucked hole.
He had been having fantasies more and more frequently this summer. His dreams
were mostly filled with not only images of himself with Oliver and Cedric, but
Draco Malfoy, Roger Davies, Blaise Zabini, and Bill and Charlie Weasley,
sometimes all seven boys at once. He wanked off so many times, it's a wonder
his wrists hadn't fallen off.
Now, in three days time, he would be fifteen and he would soon be away from the
Dursleys. He couldn't wait. Sure, they had been more lenient, though that was
because they were afraid of Cedric and Oliver who, as of-age wizards, could
legally do magic. He wanted to see his friends and was currently debating on
whether or not to tell them about Cedric and Oliver. He had already decided to
let his surrogate family know he was gay, but was still unsure how they'd react
to him wanting to date two older guys. At least they were decent enough blokes
that they wouldn't be overly concerned about whether or not they'd be good for
him. It could have been far worse. Imagine what they'd say if he'd been
interested in someone like Draco Malfoy? He could hear them now...
"Harry James Potter! How could you? You know how badly he's treated all three
of us since school started!" Hermione would screech.
"Harry! I thought you were my best mate! How could you be interested in the
Ferret? He's a right terror, he is," Ron would complain.
...and on and on and on.
As it was, he was expecting 'The Talk' from Arthur, Remus, or Sirius. Possbily
all three at once. He shuddered. Although it could be worse. It could be Molly
giving him 'The Talk'. That would have been so embarassing. Hopefully, they
wouldn't freak on him once they found out about Oliver and Cedric. As it was,
it would be humiliating enough without that. He had written to Cedric for
advice since he was the more level-headed of the two.
He was sitting on his bed re-reading a book on Animagi that he had picked up at
Flourish and Blotts when Cedric's owl, Cainte, came in the window. When he
asked about the name, Cedric told him that it was the name of Celtic god whose
purview was healing, a perfect name for the medical-minded Hufflepuff. He took
the letter from the great horned owl's leg before it perched next to Hedwig.
The snowy owl chirruped in greeting and cuddled close to the larger bird. Harry
chuckled before opening the missive from his future lover.
Dearest Harry,
Oliver and I have talked about this and we feel that if you want to tell your
friends and 'family' about us, then do so. We are not ashamed of our interest
in you, though we understand your concern. Should you tell them of our
intentions, let us know so that we can write them our assurances that we have
only honorable intentions towards you (although Oliver is usually less-than-
honorable; it's so hard to keep him in check sometimes).
Harry had to snicker at that. He was also a Quidditch-crazed nutjob too, to be
honest. Didn't stop him from being a really good man.
Just remember, if they don't support you, then they were never truly your
friends. If not, it will hurt, but someone will be beside you to help you heal.
Speak with Charlie Weasley. He's gay. He'll more than likely be on your side.
Don't know how he'd feel about you having two future boyfriends, but he's not
going to care if you're gay. I'm pretty sure most of the Weasley's won't give a
rat's ass about it, but you never know, family opinions and personal opinions
don't always mesh. It took my parents over a year to accept me being gay. And
don't worry about those idiot relatives of yours. They give you any trouble,
send Hedwig to me asap and I'll deal with them. Or, even worse, I could always
sic my mum and Mrs. Weasley on 'em. That'd scare even the meanest Death Eater
shitless. Anyways, I'm rambling. Take care and Oliver and I'll see you on your
birthday. Just remember: Constant Vigilance.
Love,
Cedric.
Harry read it two more times, just as he did with every letter, no matter how
short or how long, from his boyfriends. Yes, boyfriends. He knew without a
doubt that he would fully accept their courting and they would become a trio.
He could even go so far as to imagine a life after Hogwarts with them. He just
had to graduate, and get rid of a certain snake-faced nuisance, first.
The dark haired Gryffindor soon pulled himself out of his reverie and got on
the floor. He pried up the floorboard that hid his stash of food (he wasn't
sure that Dudley's fear of anything magickal would drive him away from anything
loaded with sugar) and placed his newest missive with the others. Three more
days until he saw either of them again. He hoped he wouldn't drive himself mad
with wanting to be near the older boys.
He did wonder what else would be happening. His was quite angry at his
'friends' at the moment as they hadn't contacted him once with anything more
than 'We're fine. Nothing's happened...la dee da dee dee'. It would serve them
right if he had a better summer than they did. He had plans to finagle a trip
to Euro-Disney in France for his birthday from his boyfriends. Hmm...it would
be best if he unleased his Slytherin-side to achieve his goal. He was going to
make sure he took a lot of pictures just to rub in their faces. It would take
some planning, so he sat back to plot his special birthday gift to himself.
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