Author's Note: Fluffy here. I just want to say, thanks for reading this. The idea struck me as I was rereading my Harry Potter 4 book, and I suddenly thought, "What if..." and the wheels started rolling from there. In my fanfic, Cedric hasn't died, and he and Harry fight off Voldemort and his followers together. In the struggle, Cedric almost dies, and Harry successfully brings him back to Hogwarts as J. K. Rowling had him do. Shown by this suprising amount of heroism, Harry soon falls in love with the Hufflepuff Hottie, and soon trouble starts to occur.
Pairing:HarryXCedric, and some RonXHemione
Rating:PG [It's just the beginning, cut me some slack, k?
Disclaimer: Of course it's not mine, otherwise the book would be in your hands, not in the computer.
Harry looked across the dead landscape next to Privet Drive, his green eyes bored already with the all too familiar area. He followed the little dancing children as they raced across the playground, envious to their smiles of joy knowing that he had never felt that feeling before Hogwarts came into his life. The magnificent school had changed his life, it's every spire and stone affected where he was now. And, he wouldn't have it any other way. Sighing heavily, he turned away from the window to face the annoying call of his Aunt Petunia.
He only had two more days until the beginning of term, and the start of his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Every night, he had been traumatized by the events at the end of last year, ever tossing and turning in his sleep. The worst part was, he couldn't go to anyone in the immediate area for help about this matter, he could only write to his godfather, and his friends, who mysteriously danced around the matter of his breaking out of the demonic Dursley's house.
Now, as he subconsciously served tea to his aunt and uncle, his thoughts drifted to Cedric Diggory, the so-called Hufflepuff Hottie. The astonishingly handsome wizard had narrowly escaped death at the hands of Voldemort, and together they had escaped his snakelike clutches. Unconscious, and very near death, Cedric had returned to Hogwarts by the portkey, and Harry had been honored as a hero. Cedric was a great wizard, and was brave and courageous in the face of inevitable death. He had taken out at least six death eaters on his own in that dreadful night in the graveyard. Sadly, as he turned his wand on the next victim, a certain Lucius Malfoy stopped him in his tracks. The disgusting wizard had distracted the boy from Hufflepuff with small talk about his father, and unexpectedly gave him a dose of the Cruciatus curse. Cedric went down, and was tortured, then ignored for the rest of the ordeal.
Harry was ripped from his thoughts by a sharp pain in his hand. He looked down to see blood expanding from his finger. In his anger at Voldemort, he had broken a teacup and cut his hand. He quickly grabbed a towel and wiped his hand off, ready for the new term to start.
I know it's short, but this is just the first part. I plan to make another story about what happened in the graveyard and how Ced got away, but it's still in the works. I'm trying, k? Now just R&R peeps, R&R.