Harry found himself at the Prefect's bathroom for the fifth time. Ever since Diggory told him about it, and Harry saw the bathroom itself, the boy couldn't help but use it whenever he could. It was mid-December now. Outside snow was falling at a rapid place, and Harry couldn't help but wonder how the Bulgarian boys could handle this weather. Especially Viktor Krum. Harry would be lying if he ever said that he didn't spy or sneak looks at Krum every now and again. It was hard not to. Krum just was an embodiment of masculinity to Harry, and the complete opposite of him. Krum was tall where Harry was short. He was muscular where Harry was lithe. He was big where Harry was small.
Cedric was the same way.
Harry couldn't help but stare at both boys. They seem so different from Harry that it surprises Harry every time he had to remind himself that they were the same sex. Harry took off his clothes and stared down at his body. Though he was fourteen, puberty barely started on him. He was still hairless, his body smooth to the touch and soft. His pink nipples erect in the cold air. He had no muscle definition, instead his smooth body was flat from his chest, down his stomach to his small dick that laid flaccid on his balls. Harry had a small perky butt, however that was the only part of his body that had any definition. Harry sighed and looked down at his dick and balls and held them with one hand, looking sorely disappointed. Why aren't you big? He thought to himself. Everyone else's was. He knew because he kept stealing glances at his dormmates as they change.
Ron's was long like him; Dean's was thick; Neville's looked like a third arm and Seamus's cock looked as if it could break anything if it tried entering. But Harry's... Harry's stayed small... barely reaching five inches when it did get hard, which was always around other guys.
Harry personally didn't know what it meant. He knew that he was different from everyone else, Dudley and his gang beat that knowledge into him every summer, but Harry was supposed to be looking at girls now, noticing girls and their parts but instead he was too focused on Ron's cock, or Neville's cock or Seamus's monster that hung between his legs than any of the girls he knew.
Harry flicked his little cock and sighed. "What is wrong with you?" he groaned.
"Nothing's wrong with me Harry, why is something the matter?" Harry jumped at the voice and turned in shock to see Cedric Diggory walking confidently towards him. "Taking a liking to the baths I see, not that I blame you, it is very good." He gave Harry a small smirk and took off his robe. "Hope you don't mind I join you."
"No I...." Harry flushed as Cedric stripped in front of him. Cedric was big. His broad shoulders, muscular chest and abs that had some hair on them... perfect legs and, between them, Harry's mouth suddenly went dry.
Huge was not enough to describe it. There was a monster between Cedric's legs. It looked to be the width of Harry's arm and very long with two huge balls hanging underneath it. Harry couldn't stop staring. As Cedric bend down to turn the facets on Harry got a clear view of the cock and balls that put his small dick to shame. Six inches and it didn't even look a bit hard. Cedric stood up and turned around to Harry's staring. "See something you like Harry?" he joked.
Harry nodded slowly. With a shaking hand he pointed towards Cedric's cock. "Big..." he said stupidly.
"Yeah, I'm a bit big... biggest in my year at least," Cedric admitted. "But don't worry, I'm sure you'll grow." He winked and the next second he was next to Harry. "Are you worried?"
"About the Yule Ball—"
"No, about this," Cedric said, and he flicked Harry's cock. A spark shot up Harry's spine that made his brain feel gooey.
Harry bit his lip and looked up at Cedric. "I'm smaller than everyone else," he admitted. "I'm worried that..."
"That you won't grow?"
