Jump into the pool.

You walk over to the pool, and dip a finger into it.

"It's freezing", you say to Cedric.

"What did you expect?" he fires back. "It's the middle of winter!"

"I'm not going in there", you protest.

"You don't have to, if you don't want to", Cedric responds with a shrug, "but I really expected more from you. How can a cold pool put you off after you successfully outmanoeuvred a dragon?"

You see his point, and accept Cedric's implicit challenge. You strip off your clothes, and stand in the shed for a moment, shivering in the cold.

"It's not going to get any warmer", Cedric chides. "Or are you scared?"

The taunt drives you to act. With a running leap, you plunge into the pool. The cold drives your breath from your lungs, and you surface, gasping. You look up to see Cedric laughing at you.

"What?" you ask, confused at his amusement.

"I can't describe how funny you looked, jumping into the pool", Cedric says with a grin.

You scowl at him, and grab the Golden Egg from the dry ground beside the pool.

"Wish me luck", you say, then submerge yourself in the water.

Ethereal voices gush from the egg, but before you can decipher them, you new a breath. Over a few minutes, you are able to memorise the rhyme. You surface for the final time, and place the closed egg back on the ground.

"What does that mean?" you ask.

Cedric just shrugs at you.

You heave yourself out of the pool, and stand there shivering. You don't have a towel, because you were planning on showering back in the castle, and you don't want to put your clothes on when you're still wet.

"You look cold", Cedric says as he approaches you. "Let me help you warm up."

Cedric envelops you in a warm hug. Normally, you'd protest, but you're too cold to feel anything but grateful.

"Thanks", you mutter through chattering teeth.

Cedric's hands roam across your body, trying to cover as much of you as possible. Slowly, you stop shivering, but Cedric doesn't let go, and you still don't protest.

Suddenly, you feel the cool sensation of skin on your cock. You try to pull away from Cedric, but he holds you close.

"What are you doing?" you ask sharply.

"You're still so cold", he murmurs. "I'm trying to keep you warm."

Cedric's fingers play along the shaft of your cock, as if playing a flute, and slowly, your cock hardens. You blush in embarrassment, acutely aware of Cedric's body pressed against yours, but the Hufflepuff doesn't seem to mind.

"It's all right", he croons to you.

His hand wraps around your cock, slowly striking it up and down. You let out an involuntary moan.

"I knew you'd like this", Cedric says, his voice still low. "I've watched you all year, and you seem to be on edge. I figured you could use some relief."

You don't reply. All of your attention is focused on the hand on your cock. You know that's it's wrong, that it's being **** on you, but somehow, you don't care. Cedric's voice seems to be coming from far away. The only part of him that seems corporeal is his hand, sliding up and down your cock.

You become aware that Cedric is calling your name. You look up at him, and his grey eyes gaze back a you in concern.

"You weren't answering", Cedric explains. "I wanted to know if what is doing is alright with you. If you don't want to continue, I'll stop now."

"Don't stop", you whisper, as Cedric's hand continues to stroke your cock.

Cedric complies. His free hand circles your body, rubbing against your chest. Slowly, you stop shivering in Cedric's warm embrace. You're physically closer to Cedric than you've been to any other person in your life, and you can feel the details of Cedric's body, from the well-defined muscles in his arms and chest, to the organ growing in size in his pants. You squirm in Cedric's grip, pushing back slightly against the Hufflepuff's groin, and you can feel, rather than hear, the low moan that erupts from his throat.

"You're such a tease", Cedric says, teasing himself.

"I wouldn't tease you, if you didn't give me the opportunities to do so", you retort, and you can almost feel Cedric smile.

"If you want to tease me", Cedric says, "there's something else you can tease."

You smile, reach behind you, and grip Cedric's cock through his pants. You twist around so that you and Cedric are now facing each other. Fumbling with Cedric's pants, you take out his cock, and hold it in your hand. Cedric moans as you begin to stroke it.

Cedric lets go of your cock, and reaches around to your arse. He massages your cheeks – one hand on each cheek – then slips a finger between them. You gasp as Cedric pulls your arse cheeks apart, exposing your hole to the cold air. He presses a finger to your hole, forcing its way inside. You try to relax your muscles so that you aren't so tight, but Cedric can only get his finger up to the first knuckle on his first try. For the next while, as you slowly nasty ate Cedric, he works one, then two, and finally three fingers into your arse.

By then, you're moaning from pleasure. Cedric has gotten deep enough to press a finger against your prostate, sending waves of pleasure through your body, so strong that your knees buckle, and it's only Cedric's strong arm that keeps you upright.

Cedric pushes you to the wall of the shed, and you brace your arms against the wall. For a moment, you don't feel anything, and your hole twitches in the cold, but then you feel something pressing against your hole. It's too thick for a finger, too cold and hard to be flesh. You look over your shoulder to see Cedric holding an old school broomstick against your arse. Your eyes widen in fear, but Cedric gives you a reassuring grin.

"You're one of the best Quidditch players in this generation, if you can believe the newspapers", Cedric says. "Surely you can ride one more broom."

You give a nervous laugh, and while your distracted, Cedric shoves, and your laugh morphs into a yell as the broom handle penetrates you. Cedric holds the broom steady as you get used to the intrusion, then slowly begins to move it in and out. You gasp in pleasure as it presses against your prostate. Shortly, you're thrusting backwards into the broom, to get more of to inside you.

Cedric decides to take it to the next level. Very slowly, he works a finger into your hole next to the broom. It stings a bit; you've never had so much in your arse before. However, you have underestimated the elasticity of your muscles, and you're soon able to accommodate not only the broom, but also two of Cedric's fingers inside your arse as well.

Finally, Cedric removes the broom from your arse. You whine, feeling empty, but Cedric soon replaces it with his own cock, which slides in easily into your stretched hole. Cedric grips your arse, and thrusts deep within you. He hits a point inside you that draws a yell from your throat as pleasure courses through your body.

"Oh god! Cedric!" you yell, too blinded by your pleasure to care if anyone can hear you.

Cedric grunts in reply, thrusting even deeper into you. You moan, a low guttural cry that sounds more animals than human.

Finally, you're cock spasms, and you shoot your cum all over the floor. Cedric pulls out of you, jerks his cock a few times, then cums on your back. He reaches down to pull you upright again, then pulls you into an embrace.