Trinity: As usual, I do not own Harry Potter. That lovely piece of literature belongs to J.K. Rowling. This is my first Cedric/OC story. Please be kind. It is completely AU. Be kind, review. Btw, there is a line straight out of the book Twilight. I do not own this either, it belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

I've always been told that the first step to resolving a problem is admitting you have one. So here it goes. My name is Alyssa Wood. I'm sixteen years old and I'm in love with my brother's best friend. That's right. I'm in love with Cedric Diggory. I'm not sure when it happened, but it did.

Cedric and my brother, Oliver, have been best friends since Ced's and my first year. Despite the one year difference and the house rivalries, the two boys hit it off. Even though we're in the same year, Ced and I have never been friends. Probably because I could care less about Quidditch. We'd talk every once in a while, but never anything serious or important. Regardless, I was irresistibly and irrevocably in love with him.

"Hey Alyssa." Oliver said, knocking on my door. "I'm going to hop in the shower. Ced'll be here soon. Keep him company till I get out."

I nodded. "Sure."

He smiled. "Thanks sis."

"Go shower." I laughed. "You stink." He just rolled eyes and apperated. Damn him for being seventeen. I didn't have to wait long for the doorbell to ring. I ran down the stairs and made sure my clothes looked fine. I had put on a light blue camisole and a khaki skirt…I had known Cedric was coming over. I opened the door and smiled. "Hi Cedric."

My goodness he looked good. His Quidditch toned body was covered with a white polo and a pair of denim jeans. He ran his hand through his wavy bronzish hair. "It's about time." he joked. I rolled my eyes. "You know, you look just like your brother when you do that."

I moved so he could come in. "I know. I can't count all the times I've been told that I'm the female version of Oliver. Hell, even my parents told me that. 'If only you liked Quidditch.' Mom always says, 'Then the boys would be all over you.'" I stopped in my rant, realizing that I over shared. "So…" I said slowly, leading him to the living room. "How's summer going?"

Cedric plopped down on the couch and stretched. "Pretty boring actually. I can't wait till school starts."

I sat on the chair next to him. "Just a few more days."

Cedric raised an eyebrow at me. "You don't sound very excited."

I shrugged. "I'm not really. It's Oliver's last year."

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that."

"It's rather depressing."

"What's depressing?" Oliver asked entering the living room, freshly showered and dressed similar to Cedric.

"Nothing." I said quickly. "So what are you two boys doing today?"

Oliver shrugged. "I don't know. Probably just hanging out around here." He walked into the kitchen. "You guys want anything?"

"No." we both yelled. I stood up. "Guess I'll go up to my room and leave you guys alone."

As I started to leave, Cedric grabbed my hand. "You look real nice today Aly. Blue is definitely your color."

I swallowed, speechless. "Thanks." I managed to whisper, blush rising to my cheeks. He gave me one of his 'oh-so-sexy' smirks. I looked away and smiled. "I'll see you later."

The last few days of summer went by much like that one. Every time Oliver was out of the room, Cedric would pay me a compliment. I was beginning to get a little weirded out. In all the time I had known him, he'd never acted this way…not towards me anyway. "You should ask him about it." Katie Bell said the day before school started. I had just told her about Cedric's odd behavior.

I lay on my bed and whispered into the receiver, "And how am I supposed to do that without letting him know that I've been in love with him for like ever?"

"Isn't it about time you told him?"

"Katie, he's my brother's best friend. He probably just thinks of me as Oliver's little sister."

"Oh please. You guys are in the same year and house. There is no way he only thinks of you as Ollie's little sister."

I cringed. I hated it when Katie used her pet name for Oliver around me. "Will you please not call him that?"

Katie laughed. "Sorry Aly. It becomes a habit after dating someone for almost a year."

"Ugh. At this rate you'll be my sister-in-law within two years." Katie and I burst into laughter. There was a knock on my door. It opened and Cedric walked in. My laughter died.

"Aly? Are you okay?"

"Gotta go. I have a visitor."

"Who?"

"Who do you think? Bye." I hung up without hearing Katie's response. "Hey Ced." I greeted, hoping my voice didn't sound as nervous as I thought it did.

"Hey. Can I come in?"

"Uh…sure." I sat up, allowing him room to sit on the bed if he chose to. He did. "What's up?"

"Not much. Your mom sent Oliver to town to pick up some stuff for dinner."

"Oh. Why didn't you go with him?"

He shrugged. "I wanted to come talk to you."

I was surprised. "Me?"

"Yeah." He scooted closer. "We've known each other for six years, but we've never really talked."

"W-we've talked." I stuttered.

"Yeah. About school and whatnot. But not about you."

"I'm not that interesting. Really. What could you possibly want to know about me?"

He came even closer. "I want to know why you get so nervous around me." He reached around me and pulled my brown hair from its ponytail. It flowed over my shoulders in a wave. "I want to know why you always wear your hair up when it's so beautiful down." He ran his hand through it. "It's so soft."

I leaned my head against his hand. "Cedric." I whispered.

"And I want to know why every time I touch you, I get an electric shock through my body." He was leaning so close to me that I could feel his breath on my skin.

"Cedric. I—"

"Ssh." He placed a finger on my lips, quieting me. He then replaced it with his lips. I couldn't believe it. I was kissing Cedric Diggory. His lips were softer than I had ever imagined. The kiss intensified when he gently slid his tongue in my mouth. My hand traveled up his chest to his neck. I planted my hands in his hair, holding him to me. His hands went from my hair to my waist, pulling me under him as we laid back on my bed.

My breathing became ragged when he moved his mouth to my neck. He nibbled on a very sensitive spot on my shoulder. "Oh Cedric." I moaned. He smiled against my neck.

Then the moment was ruined when we heard my mom yell, "Oliver! You know better than to apperate behind me when I have sharp objects in my hands!"

Oliver's laugh carried upstairs. "Sorry mom. I'm going to go find Ced."

Cedric jumped away from me faster than Snape confronted with shampoo. "Well, guess I'll see you tomorrow." he said, running a nervous hand through his messy hair.

I looked at him, hurt and confused. We had just had a serious make-out session that teetered on the edge of something more and now he was giving me the brush off? What in the world was going on? Before I could voice my thoughts, Oliver appeared in my doorway. "Hey guys. Woah, what happened here?" He gestured to the messy sheets and our appearance.

Cedric and I shared a look. "Alyssa saw a spider." Cedric explained.

Oliver nodded. Everyone knew I was petrified of spiders. "Come on Ced. I picked up some videos while I was in town." Cedric nodded and followed him out. He turned to give me one last look. All I could do was glare.