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AN: Wow, this is getting intense! The poor boys!

Unneeded: As you’ll see, Pucey has no chance with Cedric. Don’t fret, the boys will keep him safe. Your threesome is coming up, too.

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Chapter Twenty-two: Trap

Harry sat against the cushions of a couch, in the private chambers of his potions professor, looking back and forth as Draco and Roger argued about the safety of their plan. He knew that Roger was very smart, being a Ravenclaw pretty much assured that, but Draco knew his fellow Slytherins and was likely pretty smart, though sometimes Harry was shocked at how little the blond knew about muggles and their world. Cedric sat next to him, watching with him, but with a smile that made Harry a little scared, filling his face. Harry was about to try sneaking out of the room and back to his previous hiding place, in the Prefect's Lounge. The Room of Requirement also seemed more hospitable than this room, right about now.

Severus had even escaped this, claiming a need to fetch Lucius to help with the organizing of their attempt to keep the victims of Granger's Curse safe.

Roger scowled when Draco pointed out that if it was Adrian Pucey, he could probably achieve success by simply catching and raping every uncured, un-impregnated member of the uterine fraternity in one day. They were all susceptible for enough days, that only the few days that had been Harry and Draco's were actually safe. Did Roger plan to hide away five students for twenty-seven days? The Ravenclaw boy threw up his hands in frustration.

"And what do you suggest?" he growled out. Draco smiled and turned toward Harry and Cedric, making the two shiver in his gaze.

"Bait." he said crossing his arms. "But, not just any bait. The kind that is just so sweet, he won't be able to resist." Cedric turned to Harry and the expression he was met with made the Hufflepuff gasp.

"Not, me?" he wheezed. Draco only nodded and Roger looked intrigued. Harry guessed this was going to be bad.

Ron waited as Hermione was given a check-up by Madame Pomfrey, standing in the hall outside of the ward, watching the movement of a small ant on the wall. He was lost in this activity and didn’t notice the door opening and closing behind the young witch. For once, they were left alone and she planned to do some talking to the red haired young man.

“Ron, how do you feel about the baby?” she asked and he looked around.

“I don’t really know, Hermione. It will take some time to get used to.” Ron suggested, but the hint of tears made him stop. “No, I love the baby, Hermione. It’s just that being a father is a big step and I’m not sure I can handle it.”

“Well, you’ll let me know when you are sure, won’t you?” she began, seething inside.

“I promise.” Ron said oblivious to her mood swing. “I’ll owl you, how’s that sound?” he chuckled.

Hermione huffed loudly and turned, storming down the hall.

Cedric knew he was in trouble when he was shoved against a wall, forced to his knees and facing the semi-hard length of Adrian Pucey's average sized cock. He winced at the pain in his shoulder, but gritted his teeth as Adrian held a wand to his cheek. "Open wide, Diggory. It's time to make our vows. I take you as my wife, to hold and to keep and to stuff full of my babies, whenever I choose." the Slytherin said with a sneer that made Draco's look like cooing to a baby. Cedric's jaw hurt but he held tight, ignoring a raging arousal that was building in his nether regions. He didn't want this, but his body was in the middle of his fertile time and it was craving fulfillment.

Sounds in the distance warned that they might be interrupted, but Adrian was ready. He threw up a spell to make them unnoticeable to anyone who didn't know they were here. And no one knew they were here. "I said open your mouth. I want my wife, and I want her now." Pucey growled focusing on pressing his thumb into Cedric's lips. Slowly, by sheer Slytherin force, the Hufflepuff was relenting, the pain and pressure to his mouth more than he could stand. As his teeth parted, Adrian's thumb entered, followed by the head of his dick. Cedric would have bit down, but the thumb held his teeth apart. Adrian was soon moving in and out of his mouth, ignoring Cedric's lack of participation. "All you have to do is swallow, my pretty little thing. Just swallow, and I'll have my own little baby maker."

The fact that Adrian was still semi-soft, was all that saved Cedric, and before this failure on the Slytherin's part could be rectified, a voice shouted out, "Petrificus Totalus" and the dick between Cedric's lips went rigid, in a different way. Adrian fell to the floor, landing on his back, his body rigid and his harmless organ aiming toward the ceiling through the opening of his trousers.

Harry and Draco sauntered out from behind the portrait of Sir Gillyhead of Puddlebrook. "That was simple. Good idea, Draco." Harry said, tucking his holly wand into his pocket. "Would you like to do the honors?" he said gesturing to the blond. "It is your head of house."

"Thank you, Harry." Draco said pulling out the hawthorn wand and holding it in the air. He waved it gently, swirling it toward Pucey and then swinging it quickly toward the hall that lead to Professor Snape's office. A bolt of yellow light, accompanied by a moderate howl, raced through the hall, leaving behind a glowing line of orange that ended just above Pucey's body. The blond turned smugly and nodded to Harry.

"Yellow? Why did you only yellow flag it?" Harry asked.

Draco glared at him then answered. "If I send a red flag, Snape would be snarky for days. This is enough to get his attention, and gives us time to be far from the scene. He'll know what it is about, without our being interrogated for hours by every professor in the school. Satisfied?"

Harry grinned. "Good thinking. Come on, let's get Cedric and go." he said, reaching for the Hufflepuff that hadn't moved from his knees on the floor. Draco took his other side, and they lifted him by his arms. "Come on, Cedric. We need to go, fast." Harry coaxed.

Cedric looked up at his two saviors, dazed as he was, and realized how close he had come. He let himself be lifted from the floor and supported all the way to the safety of the Slytherin Prefect's Lounge.

He was inside, resting between the other two, when it finally hit him just how hard he was. His cock was pressed against the inside of his trousers and his tongue felt like it was missing something. He looked to the right and left, licking dry lips as his mind supplied some erotic visions of just what he could do with the other two boys flanking him.

When he swallowed loudly, Draco turned his head and looked at the Hufflepuff prefect. “Harry?” he said and the Chosen One turned his way.

“What?” Harry said lifting off of the headrest. Draco’s eyes darted toward Cedric and Harry looked at the older boy. He drew a deep breath and his eyes shot back toward the Slytherin. “He . . .” Harry began.

“Yes.” Draco concluded. The blond leaned over, pressing his lips to Cedric’s and sliding his hand around the other boy’s waist. Cedric was limp in his arms, but that didn’t mean he was totally willing. Draco pulled away and whispered into his mouth. “We’ll stop if you want.”

Harry leaned closer, placing feather light kisses along Cedric’s neck and shoulders. He slipped his arms around the Hufflepuff’s middle and pulled the outer layer of his cloak open and off of him in a slow and steady move that was meant to avoid startling him.

When Cedric was down to his shirt and tie, Harry set to work unbuttoning this and reaching inside. It was easier this way, from behind, for it was nearly like undressing himself. As he finished with the buttons, pulled off the tie and slid the fabric off of Cedric’s shoulders, the older boy moaned into Draco’s mouth and shifted his hips to get more comfortable.

Cedric was feeling so good, being held and kissed and touched this way, and deep in his mind he knew that he should stop them, but it was just what he needed and he wasn’t going to stop anyone that could make him feel this good.

Draco dropped down, and pulled Cedric’s zipper open, with his teeth, as he cupped the older boy’s ass in his hands.

Harry was pulling the Hufflepuff back to rest against his chest as he was treated to one of Draco’s talented tongue-treatments. The trousers were soon gone as well as his pants and his organ was exposed to the cool air of the room. “Oh, yes.” He said as the blond’s muscle lapped at the glans and swirled around it.

Draco was a natural, loving the feel of a cock in his mouth, and he’d been wanting this one for weeks.

Cedric was moaning and writhing in Harry’s arms, shifting around to collide his mouth with the Gryffindor’s and pulling at Harry’s shoulders. Soon they were falling, landing on the floor in a heap, and Cedric could smell the arousal on his two lovers.

Mutual groping found the three youths stripped naked and rolling around in a mash of body parts, sweat forming on their skin and various sounds of pleasure as they lay on the pile of discarded robes. Harry and Draco had shifted so that both of them could take turns lapping at his organ and Cedric as writhing beneath them. They had pushed the couches away, spelled the table to the ceiling and were spooked up to him, their bodies turned the opposite direction of his.

Cedric was seeing red, his orgasm tempting to erupt and his skin flushed with arousal. He reached out and grabbed the most erotic things he could find, kissing and tonguing them frantically.

Harry cried out first, followed by a low and throaty moan from Draco. Cedric would later reminisce about the Malfoy heir not being about to sound girly, even in this. At present, Cedric didn’t care, because all that mattered was the act and the sharing. He was tingling in anticipation while he licked and sucked on the treats that were presented, his hands roaming around on the others’ bodies, while they took him on, drawing him closer and closer to his release.

It seemed only seconds later that Harry had climaxed, filling Cedric with his essence, sending the Hufflepuff on to his own orgasm that would propel Draco to his.

Cedric Diggory, was not a super genius, though he was intelligent, and it wasn’t until he’d licked his dry lips, sighed in relief and begun to stroke the round globes of his lovers’ buttocks, that he realized what he’d done. “Oh, Merlin!”

Harry managed to crawl up and wrap his arms around the quivering upper-classman as the Head boy began to sob, but Draco only leaned back against the front of the couch and stared at the two. “It’s okay, Cedric. We weren’t thinking. It’s our fault. All our fault.”

“Don’t be stupid, Potter.” Draco drawled. “I am willing to admit fault, but he was conscious. He could have stopped it, at any point.”

“Don’t be a prat now, Malfoy! He was too close to his schedule.” Harry argued, pulling Cedric into his arms.

“There is no evidence of that. It is possible that he was under the influence of something, but he didn’t act like it.”

“No. It was like Draco said. I think I just wanted it.” Cedric pulled out of the Boy Wizard’s arms and looked up at the blond. “I’m just kinda happy. Happy it’s you two, instead of Pucey.”

“Hey, it may not be so bad. It’s possible that it didn’t take. We’ve only had three pregnancies because of this, so it’s not really well tested, yet.” Harry sounded hopeful but Cedric wasn’t sure how he’d feel if it was that he was a father.

“I guess that’s possible. I’ll just think that way, then.” Cedric said.

“Or we could have my father perform the tests for you.” Draco offered.

Before you knew it, all three were dressed and making their way to the fifth floor.
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