Well, here it is! The rewritten version of Thoughts of You. I hope Chloe is much better then she was in the previous story, but a lot of you like her so I may just be on crack. We'll see.

Anyways, some things to note; Chloe is now a pure blood and she has an older brother. Her family puts a lot of pressure on both of them because they are a family that is very accomplished and they don't want to be the ones to break that chain. Her brother raises to the occasion but Chloe struggles with it. Chloe and Cedric have been bumped down to sixth year, cause I got that wrong in the previous story, and Chloe's brother is in his seventh year. Her brother is also a Slytherin while she will remain a Hufflepuff. Anyways, those are the major changes so yeah, I hope you guys like this rewritten version!

Chapter 1:

Just one more year, Chlo, I thought, watching my brother head off with his friends onto the train. Just one more year that you have to go to school with him. Duncan was insufferable, always looking for new ways to humiliate me and make my life miserable in general. I suppose that was what brothers did in general, but still, that was hardly an excuse.

"You have everything you need, Chloe?" My mother, Mary, asked from beside me. I put on a smile.

"Of course, mother," I said. "And if not, I'll make do."

"Or you can just let us know," my mother said, rolling her eyes, pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back as my father, Douglas, patted my back. He wasn't an overly affectionate man, but he had his own ways of showing he cared.

"Make me proud, Chloe, I know you can," he said. I sighed, putting on a smile. And there was his way of reminding I was lesser than my pig headed brother. Every year we had a certain standard to live up to and became harder and harder with each passing year. Mostly for me. Despite all of his downfalls, my brother was no dummy and excelled in all of his classes. I was among the top of my class as well, but never at the very top. I was always beat out by someone else. Duncan was also the captain of the Quidditch team. He had fought Marcus Flint for that spot for a long time, but he finally got it and he loved it. Even I have to admit, despite all of his downfalls, he is definitely a leader and not the tyrannical kind either. It was like two different people on the pitch and off. At least I could say we were both prefects and next year, I hoped to be able to say I was head girl where he wasn't.

"Of course, dad," I said. "I won't let you down." My father nodded but his face remained stoic.

"That's my girl," he said and there was the faint glimmer of pride in his eyes. I would make that glimmer become more.

"Bye guys," I said, waving as I started to the train.

"Good-bye sweetie," my mom called, waving back to me. "I love you." I smiled.

"Love you too, mom," I replied, stepping onto the train. Now came the difficult part; finding a seat. I huffed, starting down the corridor and finding that all the compartments were full. I groaned quietly to myself when a hand clamped down on my wrist and pulled me into a compartment. I let out a small scream as I fell onto someone's lap. I was instantly greeted by laughter and I looked up and around at the people with me. My friends, Emma and Anthony and finally, the one who had pulled me in and the person whose lap I fell in, Cedric Diggory.

"Shut up, that wasn't funny," I huffed, sitting up and adjusting my clothes.

"It was a little bit," Emma said.

"No it wasn't," I said, quickly smacking Cedric's shoulder. "And you're a jerk."

"Sorry," Cedric laughed, not seeming to have felt me hit him. "It's not my fault you're so easily scared." I rolled my eyes. I could never stay mad at him. Even if he was always the one who beat me in the classroom. Cedric and I had a competitive relationship since first year. Or I thought we had, at least. He was just messing with me, it seems. One day, in third year, I had been getting frustrated in potions class but I tried so hard not to cry. I couldn't do that in front of Professor Snape. Cedric saw my frustration and while Snape wasn't looking, he discreetly helped me. That was where our friendship started. I had slowly developed other feelings towards my fellow prefect, but I never said anything. I was just one among many other girls who liked him and I'd rather be his friend then one of those weird girls who cast looks across the classroom.

"It just might be, actually," I muttered under my breath.

"Whatever," Cedric chuckled, nudging my shoulder with his own. I smiled, shaking my head at him.

"Two more years, guys," Emma grinned. "Two more years and then we're done."

"Then we have to step into the real world," Anthony huffed.

"Whatever, Chloe and I are going for a trip around the world," Emma grinned.

"I never agreed to that," I muttered.

"i never really asked you," she smirked.

"Well, my dad's expecting me to jump right into a career when I'm done," I said. "Talk it over with him."

"Your dad's a buzzkill," she huffed, falling against the seat. I merely shrugged. I wasn't going to argue with her, but my whole family had an expectation to live to. He, as the youngest child in his family, had the most pressure. Especially for us since all of my cousins were doing great things. We couldn't be the weak link of the family.

"This is Duncan's last year, isn't it?" Cedric asked. I smiled with a nod.

"No more of him bothering me bothering me in the halls," I said. "No more of him showing off his marks and daring me to do better. I don't need that extra pressure."

"You're fine, you just can't let him get to you," Cedric said.

"Yeah, I wish it were that simple," I sighed. Cedric wrapped an arm around my shoulders and gave my a friendly. I had to smile. He was always the one who was there for me when I needed him. I would be the first to admit that I considered him my best friend. I don't know if he thought the same of me, but I decided not to dwell on it. I was a jealous person. That's probably why these three were the only people I considered friends and why I didn't have a boyfriend. Though, if Cedric asked me, I know I would say yes in a heartbeat.

We talked and laughed for a while before Cedric and I went to do our duty as prefects and patrol the corridors of the train. I had been looking forward to this for a long time. It was a time that just me and him would get to spend together.

"Hopefully those two can behave while we're gone," I said as we started down the corridor. Cedric scoffed.

"I doubt it," he said. Emma and Anthony had had an on and off relationship that ended badly. They acted civil enough, but it didn't take much for them to go off on each other. Anthony truly did love her but she had fallen out of love with him. He felt burned by her and she couldn't understand why.

"Yes, well, maybe they can talk things over and get over it," I said.

"We can hope," Cedric nodded. "Planning on getting a boyfriend this year?" He asked in a teasing way. Still, I felt my heart leaping into my throat.

"Um, no, probably not," I said, pushing a piece of my hair behind my ear. "I mean, if the right person asked me, then I probably wouldn't say no." I looked over at him, hopefully.

"Well, let's hope that the right person shows up soon," Cedric said with a playful smile. "Wouldn't want you to become a crazy cat lady." I felt deflated but I didn't let it show as I shoved him over.

"You're a jerk," I said. "Why do I hang out with you?"

"Well, where would you be without me?" Cedric smirked. I rolled my eyes, walking ahead of him. I heard him chuckling as he followed me.

"Wipe that smirk off your face," I said, looking over my shoulder at him. His smirk only grew. I rolled my eyes as we continued our patrol. As annoying as he was, I actually didn't know what I would do without him. I watched him out of the corner of my eye, a faint smile on my face. I could settle just being his friend. Already, I had more of his attention than any of those girls who watched him from afar.

And then, Cho Chang came walking down the hall. Cedric watched her walk past us and I frowned.

"Wow, she's grown over the summer," he muttered. I gave him a perplexed look as a pit formed in my stomach, the familiar feeling of jealousy.

"You do realize how creepy that sounds, right?" I said.

"I meant she looks really pretty," Cedric said. I rolled my eyes.

"Men," I muttered, looking straight ahead. I wouldn't let my feelings show, I didn't want to ruin what we had by letting him know I was jealous. Besides, pretty girls come and go but I would always be here and hopefully, one day, he would see that.

Well, there it is! Already I'm enjoying this story more than the other one. What do you all think? I hope you like it!

Also, I have this Mortal Instruments story. It's a Malec story and it's also got implied Mpreg, I guess you could say. I really like it but I'm very unsure of putting it up. If someone would like to read what I have so far, I can send it to you and you can tell me what you think. If nobody wants it, then I'll just be focusing on writing this story and Shattered and if people want that one, then I'll focus on that one as well. Just let me know!

Thanks for reading guys! Please leave your thoughts and your critiques!