Touch

Chapter 8

"home sweet home" Cedric sighed as he breathed in the country air "wow, Cedric your home is amazing" Hermione gasped at the big plum tree at the side. They walked to the house and Harry took his time admiring the house, in the distance Harry could hear Cedric bragging about how old the house is. He turned his head and immediately got angry, Hermione was flirting with Cedric "Thanks, this was my grandad's place" he blushed and then it happened.

Hermione lightly touched him on the arm.

There was nothing Harry could do if he said something that would make the others suspicious, so he pretended to admire the railing of the house with anger boiling in his blood he traced his fingertips along the railing and gasped when a pair of hands wrapped around his waist. "Hello, gorgeous." Cedric nipped at his ear then nuzzled into his neck.

"Hello to you to." Harry moaned at the movement of Cedric's hands on his sensitive nipples.

"I wish you were in my bed right now." he purred, rolling his hips against Harry's arse and Harry closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Cedric's Harding dick against his arse.

"CEDRIC!" his dad called from inside.

Cedric groaned and banged his head on the wall "COMING!" he called back.

"I'm sorry my dad-"

"Just go, I'll catch up."

"Are you sure?"

Harry tapped Cedric lightly on the arse "Go before I change my mind."

Cedric grinned and ran inside to help his dad with the food and drinks, later on in the warm glow of the summer sun Cedric came outside with with a tray full of lemonade and his dad carried the food. Ginny rolled out the picnic blanket under the plum tree and flopped onto the blanket "this is the life." she sighed and put on her sunglasses.

"So, how do you kids like your stay so far?" Mr Diggory asked.

"Fantastic."

"relaxing."

"I could stay here forever."

"Stunning."

"Amazing."

"Perfect, thanks." Harry said as he sipped his lemonade he reached for another pastry but Cedric tore one in half and offered it to him "Here, take my half."  Harry blushed and took the other half of Cedric's pastry "mmm, thanks."

"You're welcome I made them myself."

Harry took a bite out of the pumpkin pastry and moaned at the taste , the cream dripped out of the it and landed on his pants.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, very much." Harry licked his lips, recognizing the taste his eyes widened.

"Did you?..." Harry blushed.

"I made that one just for you." Cedric sipped at his drink and winked at him.

For the rest of the day everyone played quidditch out in the open field, but Cedric and Harry were nowhere to be seen.    

"Are we there yet?" Harry groaned .

"No, not yet." Cedric pushed his way through the tall grass.

"Can you at least tell me where we're going?" Harry pouted.

"No, it'll ruin the surprise."  

They searched for hours and hours through the tall grass until they found what they were looking for, Pushing through the grass Cedric waited for Harry to catch up he couldn't wait to see his face.

"Here we are, what are you waiting for?" Cedric tugged Harry's arm out of the grass and stood proudly, when he almost tripped Cedric grabbed hold of his hand "whoa, easy there."

"Well, what do you think?"

"Wow, is this your treehouse?"

"No, it's ours now." Cedric linked his hand through Harry's and led him to the very start of where Cedric's adventures began.