A/n- I'll post every few days as online school has given me a lot more free time for writing, I could post everyday but to be honest my book hasn't really gotten any attention so I'm not too bothered. If you like my writing you know send the book to a friends or whatever. Also omg never knew writing smuts would be so hard.
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I stood with Cederic in the champions tent waiting for him to begin his first task. He'd told me earlier it was dragons and now I seemed to be just as nervous as him.
"Promise me you won't die?" I asked wrapping my arms around his torso.
"I'll try..." He muttered. "You look really good in my sweater." He laughed.
"Yellow is my least favourite colour. The things I do for you Hufflepuff."
"Shut up." He laughed, lightly slapping my bum.
"Cedders, if you're into spanking don't be a pussy about it." I snickered, making him laugh as he pulled me further into his body. Suddenly there was a bright flash of light.
"Ahhh young love." I looked over to see a blonde women, with thin glasses and red lips, stride in. I thought she was talking about us but I turned to see Harry and Hermione in a tight embrace. "How... stirring" She said, her levitating quill writing it down for her. "If everything goes... unfortunately today, you two might make the front page." Then it clicked, this was Rita Skeeter the writer for the Daily Prophet.
"You have no business here, this tent is for champions and friends." Viktor Krum said, stepping forward looking down angrily at Rita Skeeter. He eyed Hermione, who blushes ever so slightly.
"No matter." Rita Skeeter said, raking her eyes up and down the famous quiditch player, flirtatiously. "We've got what we need." She said with a sly smile, showing off her yellow teeth, making Krum recoil. As she struts away Dumbledore walks in bright and beaming.
"Good day champions, gather round please. You've waited, you've wondered, at last the moment has arrived. The moment that the four of you can fully appreciate." Dumbledore said as the champions gathered around him, me still clinging to Cedric and Hermione right next to Harry. "Miss Granger, Miss Zabini, what are you doing here?" Dumbledore asks.
"I'm sorry I'll just go..." Hermione says, beckoning me to come with her.
"Good luck." I whispered, kissing Cedric on the cheek. "Bye Professor, your hair is looking exquisite today might I add." I giggled following Hermione out.
Cedric POV
I laughed and shook my head as I watched her leave the tent with Hermione. Her flared jeans hugging her ass so perfectly. I admired her as she walked out of the tent leaving me with just the other champions and faculty. I was nervous yes. The nerves rippled throughout my entire body and I felt my heart thump in my throat. I swallowed down and turned my direction back towards Dumbledore, ready to receive what my dad told me the tournament would give me.
End Cedric POV
I looked out at the area to see Cedric walk out first. He looked confident as he watched the Swedish short snout carefully, looking it dead in the eyes. Everyone was chanting his name. By some force of nature I'd ended up standing next to the Weasley twins. They passed my liquorice wands whilst shouting Cedric's name. He used a vision blurring charm I had read about. The Swedish Short Snout thrashed around not knowing where to look. Cedric snuck past quietly. A sudden burst of fire went in his direction and I squealed turning away.
"Millie look Cedders is almost at the egg!"George said reassuringly. I looked back to see Cedric quickly sprinting the last few metres before grabbing the egg. The stadium erupted in cheers. I screamed and clapped my hands wildly.
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