Disclaimer: I don't own yeh blabbi-bladdi-blah. I did once say I'd never write one of these but after seeing how cute Cedric is in the movie I couldn't just let him die...Just saw the movie and decided to add a prologue to this story.
SPOLER WARNING!Don't read if you haven't seen the film yet!
Paralysed
Prologue.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"No!" Harry moved before he could think and jumped in the way of the deadly spell. He felt it hit him, felt it burn as it passed through him. Dimly he registered Cedric crying out and crumbling to the floor as the spell hit him.
"Very clever boy, but not clever enough," the thing that was Voldemort sneered, "Get on with it Wormtail!"
"Yes master," Wormtail lowered the thing into the bubbling cauldron before turning to Harry, a grin on his ugly face as the statue came alive and trapped him. "Bone of the father, taken unknowingly. Flesh of the servant, willingly given. And blood of the enemy, forcibly taken!"
Harry screamed as the knife tore through his skin and then before his eyes Voldemort returned, in all his grotesque glory.
"Give me your arm Wormtail, no, your other one," voldemort ordered and Harry was forced to watch him summon his followers and...have a go at them? That was something Harry hadn't expected to see, he had however been expecting Lucius Malfoy who smirked at him. "Pick up your wand boy, you know how to dual I hope, Bumbledore should have tought you. First we bow," Voldemort laughed as he proceeded to force harry into a dual.
And then a both shocking and amazing thing happend, their wands connected and there were his parents, not real people, more like ghosts.
"You must go Harry, take your friend and go," his father told him, "We can linger only a while after the connection is broken, go."
"Go my son, you are ready," his mother whispered and with a cry Harry obeyed, running to Cedric's boy, throwing his arm over him.
"Accio Cup!" The TriWizard Cup flew to his hand and he felt the strange familiar feeling as the portkey began to work, and the feel of Cedric's heartbeat beneath his hand...
A/N There we go...