Author's note: I just started reading the Harry Potter books thanks to some friends who wouldn't stop until I read them. I just read the fouth book and got this idea of who Cedric could have been to Harry, if the curse hadn't killed him. Keep in mind this is my first try at Harry Potter fanfic so please be kind.

Family Survival

Summary: What if the killing curse didn't kill Cedric that night? What if there's more to this young Hufflepuff then Harry thought.

Chapter one

Survival of a Hufflepuff

Cedric was standing by the cup, he was within an arms reach of it. He bit his lip and slowly put his hand out toward it. He stopped an inch away from the handle, he couldn't do it. Cedric sighed and turned back to Harry who was limping toward him his bad leg holding him up.

"Are you alright Harry?" Cedric asked as Harry reached him gripping his leg as it was now bleeding freely.

Harry looked up at the older boy as if he had lost his mind, "I'm fine, what are you waiting for? You're there-take the cup."

"No," Cedric said, "You take it, you saved me."

"No, you're there, its yours Cedric," Harry said pointing that Cedric was closer to the cup then he was.

"I'm not taking it Harry, you deserve it more then I do," Cedric said stepping away from the cup and closer to Harry.

Harry bit his lip as Cedric had done earlier, deep in thought. Then as if a light bulb went on he looked up at Cedric once again, "Together-we'll take it together."

"Are you sure," Cedric asked a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Yes," Harry said as he stood by the cup and looked up at Cedric, the glow of the cup making his eyes glow a deep green, "We'll share the victory."

Cedric smiled, "You're on," he walked back over to the cup to stand across from Harry, "On the count of three?"

Harry nodded his hand an inch away from the handle of the cup. Cedric did the same and began to count, "One-two...three!" At three both boys grasped a handle at the same time, no sooner had they taken a hold of the handles that the maze around them began to spin....

Just as quickly as it began it stopped. Both boys were thrown through the air and hit the ground both with loud thuds. The cup had been a port key, but they were sure they were not back at the school. Cedric slowly stood up, stiff from the small ride and looked around, they were in the middle of some old grave yard, stones surrounded them from every direction.

He rubbed the back of his head and looked at Harry who was still on the ground, "You alright Harry?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah, you?"

Cedric nodded and put his hand out to help Harry up, "Where are we?"

Suddenly Harry was doubled over in pain, his hand clasped to his forehead.

"Harry-are alright?" Cedric said putting his hand on the younger boy's shoulder.

"Cedric-its a trap-get back to the cup." Harry hissed through his teeth.

"What are you talking about?" Cedric asked, then his head shot up when he saw movement in front of them, he pulled out his wand and pointed it in the generally direction of the noise as he stood in front of Harry, "Who's there, what do you want?"

"Kill the spare," a voice echoed in the night.

"No!" Harry yelled as he shoved Cedric with all his might, but it was to late, a green light shot out towards them, it hit Cedric just as he was falling over from Harry's shove making him fly into the air and land a good twenty feet away. "No," Harry whimpered and then turned to look at who he was now facing alone.

Cedric gasped as he came to, he opened his eyes slowly, how was he still alive? He didn't dare to get up, he could tell that he was still in the grave yard, it was too quiet and his face was still nearly planted into the grass. Everything around him was blurry as he forced his eyes all the way open. He was on his stomach, now facing the cup, which meant Harry was behind him. He hoped.

Suddenly the picture of the graveyard became clear in Cedric's cloudy head. The last time he had seen Harry he was to his right. Meaning he could risk turning around because there should be a stone right behind him. Swallowing slowly, Cedric reached out to his right side without moving his head, his hand doing the searching. Cedric sucked in his breath when his hand came in contact with a hard stone. If he rolled right he would be hidden.

Not being able to see through the blurriness he felt the ground near him, searching for his wand, hoping against hope that it was somewhere near by. No such luck, bitting his lip again he decided that he had no choice at the moment. They thought he was dead so best plan he had was to keep it that way. His best bet without a wand was to just stay where he was, that and the fact that he couldn't see clearly was a factor too.

Voices suddenly broke into Cedric's blurry thoughts. Then a scream made the young wizard stiffen, he knew that voice, it was Harry. Panic drove Cedric's movements, he rolled to his right, a little to hard and hit the stone a little harder then he should have. "Ouch," Cedric hissed through his teeth as he rubbed the shoulder that had connected with the stone as he struggled to sit up. Cedric looked over the top of the stone he could see movement and dark figures, in robes but his eyes were to blurry to make anything else out.

The voice suddenly sounded again making Cedric duck a little, if they found out he was alive he'd be dead for sure, "Give Mr. Potter his wand." the voice echoed a little.

Cedric saw an out line walk a little closer to him, it was smaller then the rest, he knew it had to be Harry. Cedric knew he had to help him, he just didn't know how. Not only did he not have a wand, he couldn't see clearly either, making it impossible to find his wand as he tried to scan the ground from where he was behind the stone. He didn't want to admit it, but Cedric knew that without his wand there was nothing he could do for Harry.

The next words he heard made Cedric gasp, but what happened next surprised him even more. Instead of Harry flying passed him, the two wands connected sending green and red sparks everywhere.

Cedric didn't know what was happening, all he knew was that with the added light he was able to locate his wand. A dark outline in the grass just on the other side of the stone he was hiding behind.

Cedric bit his lip, he could run for it, grab his wand, grab Harry and get back to the cup. The question was, with his eyes the way they were could he make it. He knew he had to try. He slowly edged his way towards where his wand lay, his hand slowly found his way around it and once it was in his hand it happened. The connection between the two wands was broken.

Without the added light, Cedric was back to seeing outlines but one outline was closer then the rest, "Harry?" he gasped reaching out toward the shadow.

"Cedric?" Harry said surprised, "You're alive!"

Knowing it was him Cedric grabbed Harry's arm, "Harry we've got to get out of here."

Harry nodded and used the summoning spell to call the cup to them, they both grabbed it and just as everything started to spin a yell echoed in their ears.