Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter Ms. Rowling does and I only own my characters and yes that's including Cedric's mother cause she wasn't mentioned in the books and movies I don't think so yeah.

Previously on Trapped in London…

My body felt stiff as I tried to move. Ow, my head. I opened up one eye and saw that I was in a different room.

Where the hell am I?

Chapter 7

I sat up slowly, trying to take in my surroundings. Where the hell am I? I looked down at my clothes, but it was covered by a huge navy blue robe that was probably two sizes too big on me. I rolled up the sleeves and saw that there was a mirror over the dresser across the room.

When I looked at my reflection, I looked like I was coming home from a battle. My scratch on my face was covered up, my bruise on my throat was an ugly purple color.

"God do I look horrible" I muttered to myself softly.

"Not really though the injuries are horrible" a voice said. I turned and saw that a woman was standing by the doorway. She had light brown hair and piercing green eyes. She sort of reminds me of…no wait…there was no way.

"Um, not to be rude of anything but who are you and where am I? Am I still in London?" I asked frantically.

She chuckled a bit before coming in and walking towards the bed. She sat down and I curled myself up in a ball, hugging my knees to my chest.

"Well, let's take it one question at a time, you're in my house and yes you're still in London darling and as for my name, I'm Joyce" she replied.

"Well, Joyce um, do you have any idea what happened to me?" I asked.

"Well, from my son put it, he saw you being attacked by Bellatrix and he got there luckily in time, but by the time she's gone, you were pretty much out of it" Joyce said.

"Who's Bellatrix?" I asked. I seriously had no idea who she was.

"I think it would be best if my son would explain it to you, I told him he can come see you once he's done with something. He stepped out with his father but he'll be back, just rest dear." she said. I nodded as she got up and left the room. I sighed and reached over towards my bag which was sitting on the bed. I grabbed my phone and saw that I got a voicemail. I checked it seeing that it was from Dylan of course.

"Hey Nick, it's Dylan, um you probably have no signal or something but I've talked to my boss and next week I have gotten the vacation so I could take you sightseeing. I do feel bad that I'm working a lot and you're here. But don't worry next week we'll have fun. Just call me back or leave a message since I have another meeting coming up at this point so I'll see you when I get home or you get home. Be careful."

I smiled and I dialed his cell phone which ironically led to his voicemail as well.

"Hi Dylan it's me, sorry I didn't pick up, I've gotten bad signal with no reception but anyways, next week that sounds great and no don't feel bad for working a lot. I understand that you have a job to do. Don't worry and I will be careful I'll see you later on. Love you bye." I said and hung up the phone.

I laid back on the bed and sighed. How in the world did I get here? Oh yeah you can blame the damn dream I had since I've gotten to London thank you very much. I closed my eyes hoping to get some sleep.

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I woke up not only ten minutes later. Then rain have subsided to drizzle. I sat up and put my feet on the floor. I stood up slowly and walked towards the dresser to where the mirror was.

I closed my eyes and sighed but then I felt an ache going along my neck and I moved my head to the side. I opened my eyes and look along on the dresser. I put my hand on it and glide it along the dark wood. It wasn't until my hand landed on a piece of paper that was faced down.

I picked it up and flipped it over and gasped in shock. It was a picture that I was holding. It was at the Yule Ball and Cedric was in it…with me. But how on earth? I put the picture down and backed away from the dresser. I grabbed a hold of the robe I was still wearing and walked slowly out of the room.

Down the hall was a string hanging from the ceiling. I'm assuming it was the attic and I walked over to it and pulled it down. I need to know what was going on. Is there a possibility that Cedric is alive?

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I climbed up to the attic and pulled the light switch on. It was really dusty and old. Then again it's an attic the hell do you expect. I struggled to pull myself up and I stood up. I looked around. There was boxes and boxes of stuff. I walked around slowly to see what I was looking for really. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a trunk by the wall in the corner. I walked over to it quickly and despite the pain running down my leg, I really didn't care.

I knelt down and wiped it off with my hands. I tried to get it opened but it was bolted lock. An idea came to me and I quietly went back downstairs to my bag to grab my cell phone and my wand. I quickly rushed back upstairs and back to the trunk.

"Alohomora" I whispered and the lock opened. Perfect.

I lifted the trunk and saw that there was old robes and other stuff that I couldn't quite call. I started to go through it. I know snooping is a bad manner but I need to know if this stuff is real.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a box that was buried in well. I moved a few things and grabbed the box which was a small rectangular one. I opened it slowly, only to find a few pictures and a piece of paper. I took it out and stared at it.

It wasn't until I heard noise coming from downstairs. I quickly threw everything back into the trunk and cast a spell on it to be locked once I closed it. Thank god it locked and I stood up and hid behind one of the boxes nearby.

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It felt forever but it was awhile since I've hid. I had to take off the robe because one, an attic like this was hot as hell not to mention it's summer and two, it was really annoying on me. Yes, I'm still wearing my clothes on and they're almost done drying. I peeked between the boxes and saw a shine of bronze hair walk by.

As it disappeared out of sight, I held my wand in front of me as I peaked out from behind. I started down the row slowly, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I scream and turned around and without thinking, I started to hit whoever was behind me with my wand and my hands at the same time.

"Will you stop it? Ow, that hurt!" the person behind me started to freak out.

"Who are you and what do you want with me?!" I shrieked.

"I don't want to hurt you" it said.

"Really, well if you weren't going to hurt me, then why are you up here then?!" I yelled as I kept slapping whoever it was until I felt myself tripping over a piece of wood and I started to fall.

Somehow, a pair of two strong familiar arms caught me and I continued to struggle out of its grasps.

"Why wont you let go of me?" I asked angrily, as my hair came down loose and covered my eyes.

"Because I want you to look at me in the eyes" the person ordered.

"Why in the hell would I want to do that?" I asked angrily.

"Just do it" it said.

"And if not what are you going to do about it?" I asked and as I brushed my hair away, I looked into the person's eyes and my eyes widen in shock and my jaw drop.

Oh. My. God.

"It is you" I whispered softly.

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