Switching Sides | Cedric Diggory vs. Fred Weasley

Chapter 31: the Hogwarts Express

A/N: Spice warning! This chapter contains mature content.

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"How is it possible you get more beautiful every time I look at you?" Cedric asked Millie as they faced each other in bed, the silver moonlight illuminating Millie's face through the window.

"Magic," Millie said with a smug smile, rolling her eyes as Cedric chuckled. 

Her head lay on his hand, his fingers running through her soft hair as they got lost in one another's gaze. The two had spent the last two weeks together alone in Cedric's house, working on their summer homework, training for the upcoming Quidditch season, and rarely taking their hands off each other.

"How about we do something tomorrow night?" Cedric asked. "Something fun?"

"Like what?" Millie smiled. 

"Let's go dancing," he said.

"Dancing?" Millie chuckled. "Diggory, unless I'm in the middle of a pub five drinks deep, I can't dance,"

"I'll help you," he laughed, leaning into her and running a thumb over her lips.

"But your dad comes back tomorrow," Millie stated excitedly.

"Which is why we're going out," he smirked, capturing her lips in a slow, sensual kiss.

"You're very convincing," Millie said with a grin as Cedric pulled away from her. "Alright. We'll go dancing, but there's gonna be a lot of teaching coming from your end,"

"As long as it's you, I don't care if you dance like a damn Garden Gnome," he stated. "I'm gonna miss spending every night with you once we're back at Hogwarts next week,"

"Oh yeah?" she blushed. "How much?"

"How about I show you how much?" he smirked, pulling her closer to him by the waist and pressing his lips to hers.

Cedric's left hand went straight to Millie's thigh, pulling it against his hip as her fingers tugged at the roots of his hair. She deepened the kiss, pushing her hips into his own and making his breath hitch at the contact. She'd never get used to the butterflies he caused as his hands felt up her body, his fingertips roaming every crevice imaginable. These past few weeks he'd been extremely tender, so selfless in every aspect.

He slowly kissed her neck, forcing out gasps of pleasure from Millie's lips as his fingers trailed the outer-lining of her underwear.

"Lace knickers," Cedric smirked, pulling his face back just enough to meet Millie's eyes. "Just for me to take them off?"

"Well, preferably yes," she stated, a cheeky grin across her lips. 

He rolled his eyes at her, kissing her deeply before gliding his hands up and back down her body. His soft lips continued to kiss his jaw, teasing her before slipping his hand underneath her panties. He ran two fingers down her folds as he looked back at her, raising his eyebrows with a smirk as she shivered in anticipation. He reached her entrance and she groaned as he slid them deep inside her, painfully slow.

"Fuck, Ced..." she moaned as he stared deep into her eyes, his fingers rocking in and out of her under the covers. 

She retaliated, reaching below his boxers and wrapping her fingers around his erection. He squeezed his eyes shut as he took a deep breath, his face still align with Millie's as she began stroking his length, her lips against his as he sighed. They were panting into each other's mouths, sloppily kissing as they each felt the pleasure building up. Not two minutes passed before Cedric could tell Millie was near completion; he swiftly removed his hand from her shorts.