Well, this is chapter 2. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related. All characters belong to JK Rowling. Not me.

I closed my eyes for a second to collect myself before I turned back to Cedric.

"Cedric what are you doing here?" I let out in an exasperated tone.

"I wanted to make sure you were all right, I'm really sorry, Amelia."

"Sorry? Sorry for what? You didn't make me trip, and you weren't the idiot who spoke my name, whoever nearly gave me a heart attack!"

A guilty look spread over Cedric's face. "I'm that idiot."

And I couldn't do it. I wanted to yell at him because of the physical pain he caused me but something about that look on his face made it clear that he really was sorry, and it really wasn't his fault, that I tripped. Sort of.

I let out a long sigh "It really wasn't your fault, don't dwell over it" I then tried to get up because as much as I hated it, today was Friday, a school day and I was not about to miss classes.

"No, no, no!" Miss Pomfrey yelled at me from across the room "No dear, you're not going anywhere today, you will be allowed to leave tomorrow morning if you wish, your head still needs time, here," she said while handing me a clear liquid "It'll make you feel better."

I took a long sip, set it down on the table and laid my head back down. "Now let me look at that arm of yours." When Madame Pomfrey started to un-bandage my arm was when I realized that my arm even had bandages. I knew I hit my arm but the worst I expected was a minor bruise not a long and deep gash that went from my elbow to the middle of my palm. Wonderful. How in the world did this happen? I tried to move my fingers but it sent a string of pain down my arm. Madame Pomfrey seemed busy cleaning the gash so I decided to ask Cedric.

"What time is it?" I felt completely out of place not knowing what time of day it was. He looked down at his watch. By the light coming into the room it looked like morning.

"It's 6:42."

"6:42!, that wonderful, I haven't missed any of my classes. Maybe I can sneak out of here!"

"You've got it all wrong, it's 6:42pm not am."

"You mean I slept through the whole day?"

"More like you were unconscious. I'm glad you're all right though." Why did he all of a sudden care about my well being? He didn't even know my name until last night.

"Madame Pomfrey, when do you think my arm will be back to normal?" I asked.

"Oh, maybe about in a week" She was bandaging my arm back up again "Now you just rest that pretty little head of yours alright, until tomorrow. I'm sure Mr. Diggory would love to keep you company." Miss Pomfrey then walked out of the room. Where was she off to? My head was still throbbing. I looked over at Cedric, who was starring at me.

"Can you do me a favor Cedric?"

"Anything"

"Can you please go down to our common room and grab my books, which are most likely lying on the floor, and maybe some parchment"

"Sure" He got up from the chair he was sitting on and started walking to the door.

"And maybe some ink and a quill" I added. He opened the door.

"Oh, and um your notes from today's lessons if you don't mind." I stated and with that he walked out the door. 2 seconds later he came back and poked his head into the room.

"Nothing else, you're sure?" He asked while smiling slightly. I quickly went over the list in my head. Nope, I told him everything I needed.

"I'm sure" I responded and waved at him awkwardly and he left. Ahh, I was glad to be alone for once. I'm not used to having people around me. I like being alone. When you're alone everything is so peaceful and quiet and it's like you have an entire world to yourself. I laid my head down on the pillows and waited for Cedric to come back. Wonderful, because of my little trip I had to catch up on a whole days worth of lessons.

Cedric came in at that point with a stack of books and parchment, a bottle of ink and a quill. He set all the supplies down on the floor and took a seat on the chair next to my bed. Why was he sitting back down? Didn't he have someplace to go? Someone to see? Why would he never leave me alone when I wanted him to?

"Oh here," he stated as he reached into the pocket of his robes and pulled out a letter, "I believe it's from your mother." He handed it to me and I took it and read it.

Dear Amelia,

I'm glad you're all right. The news I received this morning nearly gave me a heart attack. You should really be more careful with your actions, I don't want to get a letter one day stating that you're dead.

You are so lucky that you have a friend like Mr. Diggory. What a sweet young man. Can you believe he actually carried you to the hospital wing? Well of course you do, you were there. Anyway tell him I said thank you, and please write me back as soon as you can so I know you're all right.

Love,

Your mother.

He carried me to the hospital wing? That was really nice of him to do.

"My mother says thank you Cedric and I guess I do too," I stated in an awkward tone.

"Oh, you can tell your mother she's welcome and to you, it was no problem," His voice was very calm.

"Can you pass me that bottle of ink, the quill and some parchment?" I had to write back to my mother or else she would think I died. He handed me the objects and I was somehow able to balance them on the bed and on top on my legs. I placed the quill in the right hand and then I realized that I had a problem. My right hand was in no condition to write, and this was a problem because I write with my right hand. Cedric seemed to notice the problem as well.

"Need any help?" He asked

"No that's alright, I'm sure I can write just fine with my left hand, thank you." I placed the quill in my left hand and began to write. I wrote three words before I looked down and saw the chicken scratch that was my writing. Cedric looked unto the parchment and smiled. He found my writing funny. How nice.

"Moo em alery?" he stated "what does that mean?" He still had that smile on his face.

"It states 'Mum I'm alright,'" to be honest I felt quite embarrassed. He took the parchment, and quill from my hands in a smooth manner. I saw him dip the quill in the ink and cross out my previous writing. What was he doing?

"Tell me what to write" he instructed. I would have argued with him and told him that I would have found a way to do it myself but I just really wasn't up for it, so I began to speak.

"Mum, don't worry I'm alright. It was simply an accident, completely my fault. Madame Pomfrey said I could leave tomorrow and that my arm would be back to normal in a week or so. I told Mr. Diggory that you said thank you and he said that you were welcome and I thanked him myself also. It was a very nice thing for him to do and he is a sweet young man, but it seems you have gotten a piece of your information wrong for Mr. Diggory is not my friend." The quill that was scratching against the paper stopped at that line. Why? I don't know. I continued talking. "Thank you for your concern mother. P.S. I will be careful with my actions, and that makes two of us who almost had a heart attack. Love Amelia" I looked over at Cedric. "Did you get all that?" I asked him.

"Every word," he responded.

"Thank you very much. Would you mind doing me another favor?" I hoped he wouldn't mind.

"Yes" he responded.

"Oh doesn't matter, I'll do it myself tomorrow." Just when I thought he was being nice.

"What are you talking about? I said I'll do it" he looked confused yet amused at the same time.

"But you said yes," I was confused. Darn headache.

"Yeah I did," he said back.

"So that means that you would mind doing me another favor." Had I missed something? He smiled at me like as if I were the crazy one.

"I meant that I would do you another favor, Amelia, I'm the reason you're in the hospital wing, I'll do anything you want." He was still smiling at me.

"Well clearly your words were out of context" I stated defending myself.

"What was it you wanted me to do?" he asked.

"I was hoping you would send this to my mother, 475 Elroy St." I pointed to the letter on his lap.

"I'll get right to it" He got up and left with the letter.

Cedric Diggory was being really nice. How nice of him. I would have to thank him again. He really was a sweet young man as my mother put it. I mean he could be spending valuable time with his girlfriend Cho Chang, but instead he was here. Why was he here with me instead of Cho Chang? I would ask him, and look at that perfect timing. Cedric just came walking through the door. He sat back in his chair and got comfortable.

"Cedric, I have a question."He sat up in his chair.

"Ask anything."

"Why are you here in this hospital wing with someone you barely know when you could be enjoying a night with Cho?" I really was interested in his answer.

"Who said I'm not enjoying my night?" he grinned "Running errands for you is much more relaxing than I thought it would be."

"You still haven't answered me, don't you want to spend time with Cho?"

"Er, well, I guess so. I mean it's just sometimes she gets really annoying and something that bothers me is that she giggles at everything I say when we're talking. I mean, I'm not even trying to be funny."

I laughed at this a little.

"What's so funny?" he asked smiling.

"It's just that I made that very comment last night when you were with Cho."

"So you were eavesdropping on my conversation, and here I thought you were trying to study."

His tone was one that was amused.

"I don't consider it eavesdropping when the people are speaking loudly and you just can't help but listen." I defended myself once again. "And be nice maybe she's just trying to be really nice to her boyfriend"

"Maybe," he stated, but he didn't seem convinced.

"Cedric, you're going to kill me" I stated as I laid my head back on my pillow and closed my eyes to help ease some of the pain.

"And why is that?" he asked

"Do you want to do me another favor?"

"Absolutely."

"Would you please get my wand, it's on my night stand. You can ask one of the girls to please do it and tell them that my name is Amelia Darkwood and that my bed is the one right next to the window. Thank you."

Cedric didn't ask why he would have to tell Amelia's friends what her name was or where her bed stood, instead he walked out of the hospital wing and down to the Hufflepuff Common room. He found a 6th year girl named Melinda Orbode.

"Hey," he began "I was wondering if you could do me a favor," he stated.

"Anything" she said in a very girlie and flirtatious voice. Cedric did notice but decided to ignore that.

"Wonderful, Can you please get me the wand of Amelia, it's by her stand she said."

"Amelia? Who is Amelia?" she asked. She really did look confused.

"Your friend Amelia, who is currently in the hospital wing" he stated.

"I don't have any friends by the name Amelia," the girl stated. Now Cedric was confused.

"Amelia said to tell you her name was Amelia Darkwood and that her bed was by the window, does she ring a bell now?" he asked.

"I'll go check her bed" the girl stated although she looked slightly confused. After a minute or so she came back down with a wand in her hand.

"I guess this must be hers, Amelia's" she stated handing him a light green wand which had vines engraved into it. Interesting he thought.

"Thank you, Melinda," he stated

"Welcome," she stated again in that girlie and flirtatious voice. He waved an awkward goodbye to her and left the common room. As he was walking back to the hospital wing he twirled the wand in his fingers. He had never seen a wand like this. It was very pretty to look at unlike his. Plain old brown wood. He walked into the hospital wing to find Amelia already asleep. He didn't want to wake her so he placed her wand on the table next to the bed. He looked at Amelia. She looked really peaceful when she slept, and pretty? Just maybe.