I'm Back!!! Hi everyone! So I've decided to continue the Willa/Cedric storyline into Order of The Phoenix. I hope you like the first chapter of "Never Alone"!

Chapter 1- I'm In Love With Him

Willa stared blankly into the darkness of her room and felt her eyes adjust to it. She was getting impatient. Cedric hadn't written in a couple of weeks and it was troubling her. Willa instantly thought of all the various scenarios and excuses as to why he hadn't written to her. What if Cedric had met another girl? Someone prettier and more outgoing and... thinner. Or what if Voldemort had come back for revenge? Willa rolled her eyes and told herself she was being ridiculous. If something had happened, she could have predicted it. Thanks to these stupid visions of hers that came only when they felt like it, urgent or not, she knew everything was probably fine. She was just being selfish. She couldn't have really expected Cedric to write every single day.

Since she had returned home from Hogwarts, Willa couldn't forget all of the changes that occurred during her first year there. She had been the new girl, made new friends and fell in love with Cedric Diggory, the Hogwarts golden boy and the most perfect boyfriend a girl could ask for. Willa was at Cedric's side throughout the entire Tri-Wizard Tournament which he and Harry Potter had both won. After Cedric's near death encounter with Lord Voldemort Willa didn't know if she could handle another experience like that. All she wanted to focus on now was becoming Mrs. Cedric Diggory. She knew that was ridiculous to do and he obviously hadn't really proposed to her. Instead, he had given her a beautiful promise ring. Even though the ring was uncomfortably settled in place by the sweat that clung to her fingers and hands, Willa couldn't have cared less. A dainty pearl with two small diamonds on either side sat on her left ring finger and never came off.

Willa shifted her position in her bed. It was late July and the air was so sticky you could feel the moisture that hung about her room. Willa was wearing nothing but a thin nightgown that fell to just above her knees and even in that and even with the aid of a ceiling fan she was broiling.

Willa couldn't get Cedric off her mind. She hated not hearing from him; it made her feel distant.

Suddenly, Willa heard the cry of an owl in the distance. She sat up instantly and got out of bed to race to the window. Finally, it was Cedric's owl with a piece of rolled parchment in its beak. The owl rested itself upon the ledge of Willa's window and Willa stroked the owl's feathers.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you," she told him. Willa took the letter.

"Thank you," she whispered as she turned her back to the window and walked the bed. She stopped before getting in as she unfolded the paper. Willa could barely read the writing in the darkness of her room but she finally was able to make out the message. It read:

"Turn around," written in extremely neat, elegant cursive.

Willa furrowed her brow. She didn't know what to make of this but did as the letter said. Willa turned and as soon as she realized who it was, a smile instantly spread across her face. It was Cedric; here, in her room. The light coming into the space from the moon lit his perfect face beautifully. Willa wanted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. He must have scaled the side of her house and came in through the window where his owl rested. He gave Willa that crooked smile and shrugged.

"Wasn't that hard," he said referring to the climb.

Willa dropped the parchment and hurried towards him and jumped into his arms, hugging him tight. He leaned back, lifting her off the ground. She could smell his hair again, his skin. He smelt so good, so fresh, like he always had. Willa had noticed that his hair was longer and messier than usual. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt and jeans. Willa wondered how he wasn't sweltering.

Cedric held Willa tightly in his arms then pulled her away slightly to look at her face. Because of the summer sun, her hundreds of freckles were much darker and there were probably even more of them now. She looked beautiful, as always. Her eyes sparkled and her lips were irresistible. Cedric kissed Willa. Slowly at first and then growing more intense. When they broke apart, Willa brought her hands up to the sides of her head and breathed out a laugh.

"How'd you get here?" she asked, returning her gaze back to him.

"Drove," he told her.

"How long did it take you?" she asked.

"About five hours."

"Five hours!" Willa cried. Cedric shot a finger up to his lips to remind her to be quiet.

"It wasn't bad at all," he assured her. Willa smiled.

"I love you," she told him for probably the millionth time since they had become a couple. She rested her chin on his shoulder as he held her. Cedric kissed her neck and hair before pulling away to kiss her forehead.

"Lie down with me," Willa said as she pulled him towards her bed. They flopped down onto it and Cedric pulled Willa close. Even though it was a heat wave, they didn't care.

"Ugh," Willa groaned. "My parents aren't going to be happy in the morning."

"Well, your father most likely already knows I'm here."

"Yeah but not my mum," Willa told him. "She doesn't exactly know that we're, well, you know."

"Sexually active," Cedric said matter of factly. Willa playfully hit his arm.

"Cedric!"

"What? It's true!"

Willa didn't respond but smiled.

"Listen, I'll go in the morning. Your mother will never know I was here," Cedric told her.

"No!" Willa said, sitting up. "You can't just drive five hours for nothing and five hours back."

"It wasn't for nothing. I saw you. It was worth every second."

"You're staying. At least for breakfast. Then I'll have something to do around here for once. I'm always bored."

Cedric smiled. "I'll stay. But I will leave in the morning to get to my car and pretend I came to surprise you. Your mother won't have the slightest idea I was here all night."

"Deal," Willa told him, snuggling closer. In minutes, Willa was asleep, breathing lightly against Cedric's skin. He gently stroked her hair and rested his head on top of hers. He too found his eyes beginning to close but forced himself to stay awake. It would be morning soon and didn't want Willa's mother to suspect anything.

Willa soon awoke and found herself alone, as if Cedric had disappeared into thin air. She then remembered that he had just gone out to his car. Willa craned her head to the side to check the time. It was almost nine. Excited to see Cedric again, Willa sprung out of bed and walked over to her closet to put something on. She sorted through a few outfits before settling on a yellow sundress that she loved. After putting the dress on, Willa brushed her red hair and put it into a high ponytail. She spritzed some perfume on, fixed her bed and hurried to the door. When Willa swung open her door, she let out a gasp.

"Dad! Don't do that! You scared me half to death!"

Her father had been standing outside of her room, just about to knock.

"Sorry," he said. "Didn't mean to frighten you."

"Its alright," Willa replied.

There was a silence. Willa's father stared at her.

"You know don't you?" Willa asked him. He nodded.

"Yeah," he replied. "And we're going to pretend that neither of us know he's here. Your mother would be so flustered knowing that a boy spent the night in your room."

"Probably a bit more than flustered," Willa said, rolling her eyes.

"Well anyway, he's going to knock on the front door and pretend it's a surprise for you. So act really surprised."

Willa laughed. "This is so ridiculous," she said and followed her father downstairs.

Celia Hardcastle was standing over the stove, boiling water for tea and making French toast. When she heard steps coming down the staircase, Celia turned and smiled.

"Good morning, dear," she said to Willa before turning back to the stove.

"Morning, mum," Willa replied kissing her cheek.

"Willa, would you get the silverware please and set up the table?" Celia asked.

"Sure."

Willa set the table and when her mother was finished cooking, the three sat down and began to eat. As Willa cut her french toast, she happened to glance up and see Cedric coming through the gate of their house. He was still wearing the same white t-shirt and jeans as he had the night before. She smiled slightly, looking back down at her breakfast. About two seconds later, Cedric knocked on the front door. Willa looked at her father who looked up at Celia.

"Now, who could that be at this hour? It's nine o'clock for heaven's sake," she said, clearly annoyed.

"I'll get it," Willa said, rising from her chair and putting her napkin that was on her lap on the table.

Willa made her way to the door and opened it to find Cedric smiling at her. Remembering to act surprised, Willa let out a little shriek.

"Oh my god!" she cried, flinging her arms around him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Thought I'd surprise you," he said, playing along.

"Willa who is it?" her mother asked.

Willa had lead Cedric into the kitchen and saw her mothers eyebrows raise.

Shit Willa thought.

"Cedric my boy!" Willa's father said getting up from his chair to shake Cedric's hand. Celia continued to glare at Cedric until he turned to her and extended a hand.

"Mrs. Hardcastle," he said, waiting for her to take his hand. Willa stared at her mother. How could she be so rude? Celia finally stood up and took Cedric's hand in hers.

"Cedric," she replied shaking his hand. It was awkwardly silent for a moment. Willa was fuming at her mother for being so cold to the one person she cared most about. Willa's father finally broke the silence telling Cedric to have a seat and asked if he wanted anything to eat or drink.

"No thank you, I ate on the way here," Cedric replied.

"Why are you here exactly?" Celia asked, taking a bite of her French toast.

"Mother..." Willa said quietly.

"No it's fine," Cedric said to Willa before turning to her mother.

"I came to visit Willa and invite her to stay a weekend or so at my place."

This time Willa was actually surprised. Finally she would be able to be alone with Cedric. However, Willa knew her mother would be extremely angry, and watched Celia glare at Cedric.

"Really?" Willa asked excitedly.

"Yeah, I mean, I think it would be fun and we haven't seen each other for a while."

"Could I Mum?"

"Willa, that's highly unacceptable."

"Mum, you're being ridiculous!"

"I don't think it's appropriate for a young woman to be spending nights with a boy."

Willa jumped up from her seat.

"He's not just a boy! I'm in love with him!"

"Willa sit down," Cedric said comfortingly and pulling her back down.

"Mrs. Hardcastle, I don't know what it is you have against me, but I can assure you that wherever Willa goes with me she's safe."

Celia scoffed.

"Willa is never safe. Neither are us and neither are you."

Cedric hated to admit it but Celia was right. With Voldemort back no one was ever truly safe. But Cedric wanted Willa to come with him no matter what.

"Willa is coming with me," he said, standing up and grabbing Willa's hand pulling her up. "I'll take care of her. I promise."

Celia stayed silent. Willa's father broke the tension by ushering Cedric and Willa upstairs to pack. When they were gone, Willa's father turned to his wife.

"Celia how could you? Willa is finally happy again. It's taken years for her to come back from Henry's death."

Celia remained silent, only continuing to sip tea. Willa's father just shook his head.

"What's happened to you?" he asked.

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In her room, Willa grabbed a bag and started flinging clothes into it. She was so angry. She was humiliated by her mother and was forced to explode at her in front of Cedric. Cedric noticed that she was flustered and grabbed her arms as she filled her bag.

"Willa, relax please."

"I'm so sorry," she said taking his hands in hers. "It's just hard when I know that my mother basically hates you for no reason."

"It's fine, trust me. I will try to grow on her. I promise. Let's just go."

"Okay," Willa replied.

Willa and Cedric made their way down the stairs again. Willa stopped to hug her dad goodbye and Cedric to shake his hand once again. Willa completely ignored her mother and left the house to find Cedric's car parked outside the gate.

A/N- Sorry for such a random ending, but this chapter needed to end haha. I think that an upcoming chapter might be in Willa's POV but I'm not sure which yet… I've yet to write them! In the meantime, reviews are so appreciated!!