Hearts Entwined

Pairing: Cedric/Harry

Premise: AU, Darkfic

Rating: M/NC-17

Disclaimer: I, betaINcanada, make no claims to own or represent any characters mentioned herein, and do not claim ownership of the Harry Potter series, wholely owned by J.K. Rowling and in part, Warner Bros. Entertainment. Any likeness of any persons or events herein are merely coincidental. (In short, You can't sue me.)

A/N: I love Cedric. I love Harry. Cedric+Harry= :D Cedric dying on the other hand, ;-(

Chapter One: The Prophecy

"And the Dark Lord shall mark him as his equal, but he shall have powers the Dark Lord knows not. Diggory....."

"But Albus, how?" Minerva's once expressionless face twisted into worry. How could Diggory be Harry's secret power? It seemed impossible. She had to admit, even if Diggory was a very talented Charms master, he was otherwise unspectacular in almost every way. Except for his looks, he was, well, pure.

"Ah, it seems as though we shall have to change young Harry's plans this summer. Now, Minerva, could you owl Amos and inform him of the change of plans? I must hurry to Little Whinging." Albus eyed Minerva's expression, smiled and Apparated away. Being the Headmaster had it's perks, for example, being able to Apparate in and out of the grounds. The Floo network had become so crowded now, and it wasn't common practice to use a Muggle fireplace.

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"AHHHHHHH!" Petunia Dursley screamed as a ragtag bunnch of wizards blasted through the hearth at Number 4, Privet Drive. She paled as she saw the rubble where her marble fireplace used to sit. "My-my-my e-e-electric fireplace." And with that, she fainted.

Vernon came from his hiding spot to fan his wife. He looked up at the dust covered wizards and turned several shades of purple. "BOY! GET DOWN HERE!" All of a sudden, another wizard appeared with a loud crack, causing the Dursley's to jump and Vernon to return to hiding.

"Ah, Petunia, Vernon, It is so-" The bearded wizard surveyed the scene. "Oh my, whatever happened here?" His gaze immediately fell upon the fiery-headed, dust covered wizards standing in front of the fireplace. "Well now, that certainly explains it. What say we clean this up, hm?" With a wave of his wand, the room returned to it's original state, minus the wizards in the lounge.

Harry clamoured down the stairs and gasped at the sight of the Weasley's. "Ron! Fred! George! Mr. Weasley!" He ran over to them, and stopped just short of the group and noticed his headmaster standing in front of him. "Uh, Professor, what are you doing here?" Harry gazed at the old wizard's eyes as they twinkled in the fading sunlight.

"Well, you see Harry, there has been a slight change of plans. This summer, the Weasley's are unable to host you over the summer-" Dumbledore eyed Arthur Weasley, as if to challenge him to argue. When Arthur nodded, Dumbledore pressed on. "You are to stay with the Diggory's for the remainder of the summer." Dumbledore stated.

"WHAT?" The Weasley children said in unison.

"Yes, well, I see. Molly will be quite upset, yes, quite. But, she will come around. And besides, I do believe Amos lives near us. Just outside of Ottery St. Catchpole if I'm correct." Arthur motioned for his children to grab a hold of him. "We shall see you at the Cup though. Bye for now Harry." And with an even louder crack, the Weasley's Disapparated leaving Harry and Dumbledore in the lounge with the Dursley's.

"Well, I must take my leave. Your things are already at the Diggory household. I believe Dobby sent them. Now, take my arm and we shall go. Goodbye Petunia." Harry and Dumbledore left, leaving the Dursley's in a state of shock.

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Harry doubled over and felt sick as soon as they touched ground. Apparating was such a terrible feeling. He looked up slowly to see Cedric Diggory walking towards him. He slumped back to the ground. Dumbledore had already taken his leave, so he was alone with Cedric. "Need a hand?" A smooth as honey voice asked him politely. As Harry felt himself being heaved up, he took in the sight of Cedric. He found himself staring into Cedric's silvery-grey eyes and felt his stomach go warm. All of a sudden, Harry's legs began to give and he felt himself blacking out. The last thing Harry remembered was the smell of cologne and grass.

"Harry? Harry?" Cedric rubbed Harry's back, trying to wake him, realising that Harry had fainted. He sighed, picked Harry up and carried him inside. Cedric laid him down on his bed and went to fetch a glass of water.

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When Harry woke, he was in a bed he didn't remember but it smelt so good. Like cologne and grass. Everything came flooding back to him. He looked over and saw Cedric on the other side of the bed, sitting and staring. "What happened?" Harry managed to blurt out before retching into the bowl Cedric handed him.

Cedric pushed a stray lock of his from his face. "Apparation sickness. You'll come out of it soon enough. But anyways, how've you been? Fall off anymore brooms?" Cedric looked at Harry, concerned. Harry would've hexed him into oblivion for being an idiot, but he noticed that Cedric looked worried. He followed Cedric's gaze to the angry purple bruise on his arm that Dudley gave him days before.

"No, I, er- fell down the stairs." Harry replied, hoping cedric would take his word for it.

"I know you barely know me Harry, but lying is not a good way to begin a friendship. If you don't wanna talk about it, just tell me. I won't mind, much. Here, drink this." Cedric once again looked concerned but quickly began to smile.

"Thanks Cedric. And i'm sorry, for, er, dropping in on you." Harry apologised, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Not at all! I'm glad you're here actually. Been quite bored, thought I was gonna go postal! I mean, Father's been at the Ministry preparing for the Cup and all that. And, I've been hankering for that rematch." Cedric grinned, taking Harry's breath away. "Oh, and we don't have another bed yet so we're gonna have to share."

"Oh. Well, I still don't feel good so, er, night!" Harry dove under the covers, and felt the bed move as Cedric setttled in as well.

"Goodnight."

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