Just something I thought of when trying to think of something for my other story, I hope you like it. I don't own Harry Potter.
Endless pools of emerald seemed to be staring into my soul, those beautiful eyes void of emotion. His ink black hair was blowing around his face making his pale skin look even paler. A dark blue cloak was wrapped around his body seeming to melt into the dark sky behind him.
"Cedric come with me," his soft voice reached my ears and all I wanted to do was follow him and cater to his every whim.
"I can protect you and love you," his voice seemed to send me into a dream like state as I took a step towards him.
"Stay with me," he said closing the space between us by wrapping his arms around me. He was tall enough that he could brush his lips against my forehead. And for the first time since I saw him I questioned my safety.
"Wait, who are you?" I asked struggling out of the taller boy's grip.
"Why do you turn from me Cedric? Do you not remember who I am?" the boy asked cupping my cheek and for a moment sorrow seemed to reflect in his eyes. In that moment I want to reassure the boy that I remembered him but some how I knew he would be able to tell I was lying. His other hand came up to stroke my hair.
"Have all memories of the life you lost been locked away? Have you truly forgotten me?" he asked his hand moving to cup my chin. I tried to speak but no sound passed my lips. Never has anyone ever held me so gently, so lovingly and I wanted to melt into the boy's touch.
"Soon I will be with you once more and you will remember," he said leaning down so our lips were mere centimeters apart. The boy closed his eyes and leaned in closer.
"You will remember our love," and then he pressed his lips to mine.
"Cedric wake up you need to get ready to leave for Hogwarts!" my mother's cheerful voice woke me up and my eyes widened. It was just a dream. It was all just a dream. I ran a hand through my hair and tried in vain to calm my breathing.
"Okay mum I'll be down in a moment," I told her as I climbed out of bed. Quickly I took a shower and got dressed. Walking down the stairs I went into the kitchen and sat down to eat breakfast.
"Where's dad?" I asked noticing he wasn't at the table.
"He had to go into work early today, he sends his love," she said reading the daily prophet.
"I still can't believe after sending Dementors out to find Black last year he's still out there loose," she said frowning at the paper angrily. I stood up and gave my mom a kiss on the cheek before grabbing my trunk from the closet and heading for the floo system.
"Love you!" I called. I threw down the floo powder into the fire.
"Platform 9 ¾!" I shouted and the familiar feeling of going through the floo passed over me before I stepped out onto the busy train station. The Hogwart's express was filled with crying children as I walked closer to it a few of them hanging out of the windows yelling their goodbyes when the train hadn't even started moving yet. Walking around the train I looked for the prefect's compartment when a boy with a mop of ink black hair sitting alone in a compartment caught my eye. I knocked on the side of the compartment and a pair of large green eyes framed by large circular glasses turned to stare at me. My heart began to thud loudly in my chest and I just stood there staring at the Harry noticing the almost identical appearance between him and the boy in my dream.
"You can come in and sit with me Cedric," he said motioning around the empty compartment. I nodded and placed my trunk up on a shelf and took the seat across from Harry.
"How have you been since the World Cup?" I asked breaking the awkward silence as the train began to move forward. I couldn't help but notice the way Harry looked at me for a moment, just like how the boy had.
"Fine and you?" he asked leaning against the window.
"Good. So where are your friends?" I asked surprised he was sitting alone. Harry smiled.
"I felt like sitting alone," he told me.
"Oh, do you want me to leave," I asked getting up and turning towards the door.
"Why do you do you turn from me Cedric?" Harry's voice froze me in place and I sat back down to stare at him in shock. Harry's eyes looked sad and he reached a hand out to grab mine.
"I said I would be with you," he said moving so he was sitting next to me.
"I remember the life we used to share. Why don't you?" he asked sadly his hand still holding mine.
"What are you talking about?" I asked yanking my hand out of his grip.
"We are meant for each other Cedric," he said. Then the compartment door opened and Harry was sitting across from me like nothing happened.
"Cedric we need your help with the some first years," a girl prefect said before turning away and heading down the hall. I gave Harry a look and he just motioned for me to go.
"We will continue this discussion later Cedric," he said as I closed the door behind me.
I hope you liked it! Just an idea that popped into my head. So review! Thanks.