Hi ya! This is my first Ced/Hermione fic! Yes it is AU. Sort of. OH YOU'LL SEE! PLEASE review. Happy holidays.

No I don't own Harry Potter… but Ced is still mine.

She Made The Blind Boy See

Chapter One

Magic he should Have Remembered

"The other boy… you are sure the other boy is dead?"

"Yes my Lord. I-I am mo-most certain of it,"

"Yet, I felt something as if he were… alive." The man said with great distain and hate. It was spoken in a slithered tone. Almost like a snake.

"Only if his sole mate was alive. Re-remember m-my Lord? The true love…"

"WORMTAIL! How could you forget? How could I forget? How…"

"My Lord… please."

"No! He was another witness if he could hear! You must kill him. He will also be a where of my return. GO! But leave Potter to me. You must kill the other boy."

"It I-is an old form of magic, very few in re-recent years have been able to…"

"Yes… but," The evil man said. "True love still exists. NOW GO!"

(Hermione's Point of View)

"Help me! Help me someone! Please…."

It sound like someone was pleading. Where was the voice coming from? I heard it again. I looked around at everyone screaming, everyone yelling and running about. Then I remembered. Cedric Diggory was dead. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Dead. He was dead.

"Help me! Please! Anybody! Please hear me! Someone…"

I paused, and looked dead ahead and my world froze. Everything moved in slow motion. The world blurred as my tear-clouded eyes found Cedric's body. Harry was gone, taken away to calm himself my Professor Moody. Wait…

Cedric's eyes had closed. I was sure they had been open, white and lifeless and cold with death.

"Doesn't anyone hear me? PLEASE! I'm not dead."

I felt myself moving out of the stands as fast as my feet could take me. Past the people, past the crowd. Tears were already falling down my cheeks; my face was red and blotchy. I could hear my own whimpers and deep breaths I took from the tears as I ran, my hair flying all over the place.

I followed Cedric's voice. Wind blew on me as I ran to his body.The screams of the others around my stayed in my head and echoed inside, and as I flung myself over the handsome seventeen year old and leaned my head against his chest and felt a pulse, I felt much older than fourteen. I felt one hundred as I replied back through my mind;

"It's aright Cedric, I hear you. You're alive. You'll be all right. You'll live." His mouth opened, and air rushed to his lungs. Everyone screamed again. I couldn't take this. I couldn't be his savior. Not me, not a fourteen year old. Not an unattractive girl my age. No, I couldn't deal with it.

"You're beautiful Mione," I head inside me, and then I felt Cedric slip to dark unconsciousness.

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The Hogwarts Champion was taken to a privet bedchamber at the top of the school near the Astronomy Tower.

"How did this, this… girl know my son was alive?" Amos Doggory, Cedric's father screamed at Dumbledore in the room where Cedric laid very much alive. I was sitting outside in my nightwear. It was late, but Dumbledore told me to wait up but to get comfortable. It was going to be a hard night; I had no intention of being uncomfortable.

Professor McGonagall put a hand on my shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze. My legs were tucked against my chest, my arms folded around them. I was stricken in surprise and inevitability.

I could hear Madam Pomfrey bustling about in the room taking care of Cedric as his father and the headmaster fought.

"Amos I cannot tell you, it is an old form of magic… one I have not seen in a very long time."

"Simply tell me Dumbledore!"

"My old friend I cannot. It is something they must figure out."

"WHY? How?"

"Can't they give it a rest already?" I heard. I could feel Cedric's cocky smile. I smiled a miserable smile to myself. And walked through to the privet chamber.

"He's awake." I walked over to the bed side. His gray eves looked aat me. But they didn't, they were unfocused. New tears fell down my face. "he's blind!"

"And mute. He can't speak." Madam Pomfrey said from the corner. "And he'll be lucky if he'll ever be able to move again."

Amos started crying for his son again. This was too much. It was too much. My hair fell around me and leaned against Cedric's face.

'Mione, get my father out, I can't take this. I'm not deaf." I sat there shocked. Cedric had only met me once, and he already was calling me 'Mione.' And he could hear everything.

"Um…" I stuttered, "Mr. Diggory, Cedric … um, he would like you to leave." The man busted into an uproar.

"You have no right you brainless girl! How DARE you tell me that! You have no right! You stupid, stupid girl…"

"Out Amos," This came from Dumbledore, his voice was thick and stern and left no room fro argument. The man left in a huff giving one last glare at me and slammed the door behind him. Cedric shifted under the covers, his eyes shutting tight and opening again. His blond hair was soaked with sweat from pain he was no doubt suffering.

"Are… are you Hermione Granger?" A woman with thick blond hair said from behind me. She was very beautiful. "I'm Cedric's mother. And, I wanted to thank you for saving my son. I just arrived. My name is Grace."

"Mum,"

"He's glad to see you." the woman shifted down and gave her son a hug she held him for along time. Cedric's eyes shifted unfocused around, trying to find her, but knowing he never would.

"How will you take you're pay?" She asked me when she left her son go.

"My… my what?" I asked in a quiet shaken voice.

"You're pay. You're the only one who can hear him, who can understand him. You… you. Oh, miss Granger I hate to do this to someone who has their whole life ahead of them." She looked sadly at her son. "But… um, oh how do I say this?"

"I need you to be his guardian. His nurse, his life."

"I'll do it."