Draco's POV
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My eyes snapped open as soon as I felt a pair of lips pushed against mine. My wide eyes looked down at Harry. He was kissing me. This feels good...no. This is wrong, so fucking wrong. I'm Blaise's. Not Harry's.

I pushed Harry away from me, and looked down at him. "Harry..."

"Yes?" He looked up at me, his eyes full of hope. I felt horrible.

"Harry...you know that I'm not ready to be kissing you right now..." I said slowly. All the light faded from his eyes and refilled with tears.

"Wh-what?" He whispered.

"Harry, stop. Don't cry." I said, wiping his eyes. "I'm just not ready. I'm so used to being with Blaise only. It feels wrong for me to be kissing other people—"

"You hate me!" He sobbed, cutting me off.

"No, I don't." I said softly. "You just need to understand, I'm not ready yet."

"Wh-when will you be?" He whimpered.

"I don't know," I answered truthfully.

"I'm such an idiot!" He screamed, getting out of bed.

"Harry!" I got out of bed and went after him.

"No! Go away! I don't even want to look at you!" He sobbed. "Just go away, and leave me alone!"

"Harry, stop! I know you don't mean that! Come back!" I called, still running after him.

"No! Go away!" He yelled back at me. I quickly lost sight of him and panicked, then broke into a sprint.

I suddenly heard him screaming like he was being murdered. Running faster, I rounded a corner and saw Cedric towering over a cowering figure, which was Harry.

"Hey!" I yelled, panting. "Stop!"

Cedric looked over at me, then smiled. "Draco,... how about that date?"

"No!" I snapped.

"Date?" Harry whispered.

"Oh yes, I asked him out long ago," Cedric told him.

"And I said no," I hissed, walking over to stand in front of Harry.

"One of you are going to come with me," Cedric said, looking down at us dangerously.

"Not Harry." I said before the boy could say anything.

"Draco stop, he'll hurt you!" Harry whimpered. He grabbed his stomach again and looked down, obviously terrified.

"And if he gets you, he'll hurt you and kill the baby. Go back to our dorm, Harry." I said softly so I wouldn't scare him even more.

"No—!"

Cedric grabbed me, snapping us out of our conversation. "Now now, no need to fight. Draco, come with me."

I looked up at him nervously and hesitated. "What are you going to do?"

"Kiss me." Cedric smirked.

"N-no!" I squeaked. "I'm not kissing you!"

"Please don't make him, please." Harry whimpered.

"You stay out of this, whore." Cedric spat at him. He whipped his head back over to me. "Kiss me, like you mean it, and I won't hurt you or Potter."

I gulped, tears forming in my eyes. I shook my head again, seeing what he would do if I refused. I was met with a stinging sensation on my cheek; cedric had slapped me as soon as I said that, then went to Harry.

"No, stop! I'll do it, don't hurt him!" I cried, grabbing his arm to keep him from throwing punches.

Cedric threw me back against a wall and smirked down at me, then slammed his lips against mine. Tears flowed down my face as I motioned for Harry to leave. I didn't want him hurt. "Kiss me back." Cedric hissed into my mouth. I sniffled and started kissing him back, letting him run his hands all over my body. Anything to keep Harry safe.

When I heard a low, threatening growl, I knew something bad was going to happen.