Again very sorry for the long wait I've been super busy and my readers for "Bodyshots" are wanting their chapters lol and I have a hectic schedule. Remember this is a set up and won't be long. There will be 4 parts to this series. And this is the last chapter. Told you its really short!

I don't own the Harry Potter world or the characters. If I did I would have made Cedric live!

Chapter 4

Revealed

"Olivia what are you-" I gasped as I saw Cedric at the doorway. "Cedric!" He pulled out his wand and pointed at my father. "Let her go!" he roared.

"No! You don't understand! Cedric, my father's innocent. He didn't kill anyone!" I cried. "Then why is he the most wanted man in London?" I faced Cedric fully, shielding my father.

"Because the real murderer framed him. Please, he's the only family I have…"

After a long moment, Cedric lowered his wand.

"Cedric Diggory, this is my father, Sirius Black."

Dad offered a trembling hand. Cedric hesitantly took it.

"And Olivia told me she had no friends."

I bit my lip and glanced up at Cedric. "Um, it's a pleasure sir."

"Would you mind helping me get something to eat for him?" I asked. He nodded. "We'll be back, Dad."

We left the shack and headed toward the nearest pub.

"Um, it'd be great if you keep this to yourself…" I finally said, breaking the silence. He only nodded.

"Peter Pettigrew killed Harry Potter's parents, not my father." I explained. "But why hasn't he told anyone?"

"He tried at his trial, but on one believed him."

Over the next moth I continued to bring things to Dad Cedric hadn't said a word to me. He'd only give me a second glance in the corridor or down from the dinner table.

On the day of our first match against Gryffindor, it was heavily raining. Cedric gave us all a pep talk, his eyes on me most of the time.

Soon the game had stated and I was mad at work, keeping bludgers away from Cole Ashby. He October weather was harsh. Beating down on my wind burnt face. My goggles had fogged over. Cedric and Harry blurred past me after the snitch… A bludger followed.

"Moon! Take Ashby!" I screamed over the howling winds and crashing thunder. Gregory took my place as I raced upward into the storm. I tailed Cedric's broom then spun around, reached my bat and knocked the bludger back into the pitch. Turning around, I saw a figure falling.

It was Harry.

The air suddenly became frigid, the rain turned to ice.

Dementors…

"Olivia! Go!" Cedric yelled.

I gasped as the dark, cloaked figures closed in on us. One passed me and I went weak, losing my grip on my broom. I was falling. Then I hit something. Hard. The air in my lungs whooshed out of me. I looked to see Cedric's arms wrapped around me.

"The game's over. I've got the snitch," he said. Once we reached the ground he dropped his broom and cradled me to his chest. We were both shaking violently.

"Is she alright?" I heard someone ask.

My eyes wouldn't stay open, I was completely exhausted.

"Mr. Diggory, take Miss Black to Madam Pomfrey."

.I woke with a groggy start and sat up. "Are you alright?" I turned to see Cedric sitting beside my bed. "I'm fine. How's Harry?" He sighed. "He's fine. He left about an hour ago. I gave him a rematch in two weeks." I nodded.

Cedric left quickly once I was checked out by Madam Pomfrey.