A/N: Sorry I haven't written for the past few days. I forgot to mention that I was going to be at my dad's for the weekend. And I have mentioned before that he has no internet, so...yeah. Anyways, thanks im-the-doctor and muentiger for reviewing. I know you guys weren't happy with what I wrote but whatever, you knew it would happen. So this chapter is pretty emotional and there's a little bit of a shock at the end. Get ready to be surprised!

Rosaline's POV

"Rosaline," I heard someone whisper.

I didn't want to wake up though. I peaceful just lying there on my bed. I wanted to keep my eyes closed forever, hoping to never open them again.

"Rosaline," the voice repeated, "Wake up."

The voice sounded way too familiar to me. I thought I knew who it was, but it would have been impossible if it was him.

"It's me, Rosaline," the voice whispered. I could feel the stranger's breath on my ear. The sound of the person's voice was familiar; same as the scent and the tone of the voice. My curiosity got to me and made me open my eyes. It was him; it was Cedric.

"Cedric?" my cracked from the forming sobs.

"Yes it's me, love," Cedric smiled. He was on his knees, beside my bed.

I could feel tears surfacing as he smiled. Suddenly his smile turned into a frown.

"Please, Rosaline," Cedric said, "Please don't cry."

"But you're dead," I said, "How could you be here in front of me? Am I dreaming?"

"Unfortunately you are," he sighed. He didn't like it as much as I did.

"It was the only way I could see you," he said as he brushed my hair away from my face.

I slowly got up from my bed. Cedric rose from his knees and held onto my hands.

"I never got to say goodbye," I whispered.

"I know," he said, "There still so much I wanted to say."

"Me too," I said, "And there was something I never got to tell you."

"What?" he asked.

"I never got to officially forgive you," I said, "So I forgive you, for everything you did. And I was glad to be with you, even it was for only a short moment."

Cedric pulled me towards him and hugged me tightly. He kissed my forehead and then brought his lips onto mine. He kissed me sweetly and gently, leaving a lingering pleasure on my lips.

"Just know that I'm never gone," he said as he pulled away, "I'm always there for you. I'll never let you fall."

Suddenly he was turning transparent.

"Cedric?" I asked.

He just smiled. I tried to hold onto him but my hand went right through him. He quickly faded away into nothing. He was no longer there.

I shot up from bed in a cold sweat and dried tears on my face. I sighed sadly and pushed my hair away from my face. I knew it was a dream, but it felt so real to me. I could feel his kiss still on my lips. I just wished I could wake up like that every morning, with Cedric right there by my side. But that would never happen.

"Rosaline," Aaralyn said. "Come on, Dumbledore is making an announcement."

I nodded, got dressed and then followed Aaralyn out the door. We walked into the Great Hall where Dumbledore's announcement was taking place. Aaralyn brought us over to where Hermione, Ron and Harry were sitting. I sat down next to her and waited for it to start. It was completely silent for what felt like hours.

"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss," Dumbledore started, "Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend."

I could already feel tears forming in my eyes.

You have no idea what he's been to me.

"Therefore," Dumbledore said, "I feel you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered, by Lord Voldemort!"

I finally let a few tears fall from my face. Aaralyn pulled me closer to her, letting me rest my head on her shoulder. I cried silently and hid my face behind my hair.

"The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this," Dumbledore continued, "But not to do so I feel would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that though we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of the recent events, the bonds of friendship made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that, and we'll celebrate a boy who was kind, and honest, and brave, and true. Right to the very end."

His words spoke the very truth of Cedric, which made me cry even more. I knew that people were sad that he was gone, but it brought the most pain to me.

I sat under the tree by the Black Lake. I just needed to be alone for a while. Everywhere I went people would stare at me. I was now known by everyone in the school. I was 'the girl who was with Cedric.' That's just fan-damn-tastic.

"Rosaline," someone said.

I turned around and saw Harry standing awkwardly behind me.

"Hi Harry," I sighed.

"Look, I'm not going to be long," Harry said, "So I'll just come out with it. Cedric wanted me to give you this."

I turned back to him shocked. Harry handed me a book, a journal to be more specific. I took it from him and then he walked away. I opened the journal, and saw that it belonged to Cedric. I flipped through all of the pages, and then finally got to the last page.

I can't stop thinking about her. Everything about her is so unique and beautiful; her electric blue hair, her soft gray eyes, her beautiful smile, her angelic laugh...I could talk about her for days. I told her she was my everything but she just stood there with a blank face. Maybe she doesn't feel the same way. I did break her heart, but I've told hundreds of times that I was sorry. It drove me crazy; she wouldn't talk to me or even look my way. She hated my guts, she probably still does. I just want to here her say that she forgives me. Out of all of the things in the world, that would be my dying wish. Now I realize something, I don't like her. I love her. I'm in love with Rosaline Moriali.

Suddenly a drop of water fell onto the page. At first I thought it was rain, but then I realized it was a tear; my tear. I was crying without even realizing it. He loved me. Cedric Diggory loved me. I was glad that he liked me, but I never thought I'd get to hear him say he loved me.

"I forgive you," I whispered, "And I love you, too."

I felt a heavy feeling taken off of my shoulders and a lightness in my heart. It was as if saying that just solved everything. A small, faint smile appeared on my face but quickly faded away. I got up with Cedric's journal in my hands and went back to the common room.

Aaralyn's POV

The school year was soon coming to an end. People were talking about summer plans and handing out addresses for people to write to and from. There was a vibe of anxiety for the school year to finally be over. It was like in any other school.

I was finished packing my bags when I heard a tapping on the window. An owl sat there with a letter dangling from its beak. I opened the window and took the letter, letting the owl fly away. The letter was from Nick.

Dear Aaralyn and Rosaline,

The end of the year is coming for you guys. I hope you guys enjoyed Hogwarts. Because you might not be able to come back. Division has had a change in venue. They moved their headquarters to London. And yes Rosaline, I mean London, England. We might have to leave the country. But this a 'might,' so if nothing major happens over the summer, than we'll be fine.

And possibly it might be best if you guys didn't live with us anymore. It's too dangerous. I'm really sorry, but we found someone to watch over you two. Cassie and I will still write. Just trust me on this one, guys.

- Nick

I growled a little as I finished the letter. I was looking forward to seeing Cassie and Nick again. But that stupid Division just had to move their headquarters. They just made me so mad sometimes. Even though I was fuming at the moment, I was a little curious about why they moved.

"What's wrong?" Rosaline asked, noticing the look on my face.

I handed her the letter. She read it very quickly and then crumpled it angrily.

"Son of a bitch," she hissed, "He's kicking us out?"
"It's for our own good," I sighed, in a slight mocking tone.

"'Our own good' my ass," Rosaline rolled her eyes.

"But aren't you a little curious?" I asked, "I mean, why would Division move their headquarters to London? What other reasons do they have than us being here?"

Rosaline looked down at the ground in thought. She thought for a long while.

"I don't know honestly," she said, "Do you think our use of powers has brought them here? Do you think they're tracking us?"

"It's possible," I shrugged, "I think it's best if we don't use our powers unless it's an emergency. And it has to be an emergency."

Rosaline nodded in agreement. We then went down to the courtyard to say goodbye to the Durmstrang boys and the girls from Beauxbatons. Hundreds of students swarmed around the courtyard, saying their goodbyes to everyone. I noticed Viktor Krum handing a small note to Hermione, which made her blush. I smirked and then turned to see Fleur kiss Ron's cheek. He sighed in amazement, making me roll my eyes.

"This has been quite the year, hasn't it," Rosaline said.

"No shit," I said.

"Do you think we'll come back?" she asked.

"Hopefully," I sighed, "I like it here."

"Me too," Rosaline smiled.

We walked together towards the balcony, to watch the Durmstrangs and Beauxbatons leave. The sun was starting to set, leaving an orange reflection on the Black Lake. We were soon joined by Harry, Hermione and Ron. The Beauxbatons' carriage flew crazily through the sky, shrinking away in the distance. The Durmstrangs' giant ship slowly sunk underwater, only leaving a tiny bit above the surface, and then sailed away from Hogwarts.

"Promise you'll write to us this summer," Hermione said to us.

"Of course," Rosaline smiled.

"Definitely," I agreed.

"We are going to see you next year," Ron said, "Right?"

"Uh.." I paused, "Yeah. Why not?"

Ron shrugged and smirked.

"Come on," Harry said, "We better get going."

Rosaline and I went back to the Ravenclaw common room and grabbed our bags. We walked to the train and put them away. We shared a compartment with Harry, Hermione and Ron on the way back.

"So what happens now?" I asked, "Now that Voldemort's back?"

"I don't know," Harry sighed, "I don't think anyone knows."

I nodded, not knowing what to say. What was I supposed to say? It just got awkward from there. The whole ride back was quiet.

The train finally stopped at the station. I got off with Rosaline and followed her to get our bags. Hermione's parents were already there to take her home. We each hugged her goodbye and then she left. Ron's mother came and started to smother him. It was quite hilarious, I was dying to meet his mother.

"You must be Aaralyn," Mrs. Weasley said, "I've heard quite a lot about you."

"You have?" I asked curiously.

"Well you are with my son, George," she said, "He can't keep his trap shut about you."

I giggled, a little embarrassed. George was standing behind her and groaned in annoyance.

"Mum," he complained, "Don't you have another child to humiliate in public?"

"Oh shush George," Mrs. Weasley said and lightly smacked his arm.

I giggled again, this time because of George's face. He looked so embarrassed.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," he said.

"It's okay," I said, "I think she's nice."

"Nice?" George repeated, "Not bloody likely."

"Shut up, she's your mother," I said.

"Unfortunately," he muttered.

I rolled my eyes teasingly and then walked closer to him.

"Did anyone tell you that you're cute when you're embarrassed?" I asked.

"Sod off," he muttered playfully.

I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a peck on his lips. But he turned the peck into a deep, passionate kiss.

"George!" Mrs. Weasley called, "Time to go!"

George groaned against the kiss. He pulled away and sadly smirked.

"I promise I'll see you over the summer," I said, "Until then I'll write to you."

"I'll be looking forward to it," George smiled.

He kissed me goodbye and then left with his family.

"See you guys soon," Harry said, waving goodbye.

Then he left as well. We stood alone at the train station.

"Who were we supposed to stay with anyway?" Rosaline asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Excuse me," someone said.

We turned around to see a taller man standing in front of us.

"Are you two, Aaralyn and Rosaline?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, "Who are you?"

"Remus Lupin," he said, "I'll be taking you to your new home."

I nodded, not exactly sure to trust him or not.

"Well come along," he said, "We haven't got all day."

Rosaline and I looked at each other with questioning looks. I shrugged and decided to follow this Lupin person. We followed him to a row of town houses in London. How could this be safe? Division was in London. Suddenly the building moved, it stretched to reveal another small house. No one seemed to notice that another house just popped out of nowhere. Do people not care? Or could they not see it?

Lupin walked into the house, and we slowly followed. The house was dark and seemed dirty. Lupin was fine with the appearance and just walked down the hall to another room. He didn't live here, did he? Because I already had some problems with his lifestyle.

"Sirius," he called, "Sirius. They're here."

"Who's Sirius?" Rosaline whispered.

"Do you think I know?" I asked.

Suddenly a man stepped out. He had curly black hair that reached his shoulder and a scruffy unshaven face. A few gray strands peeked through his hair, revealing how old he was.

"Hello," he said, "I'm Sirius Black."

"I'm Rosaline," Rosaline said.

"Aaralyn," I introduced myself.

"Nice to meet you both," he nodded.

Lupin then appeared in the hallway.

"Ah," he said, "I see you've met your caretaker. Well I must be going. It was nice meeting you both."

He then left, leaving us standing there awkwardly.

"Well I'll show you to your rooms," Sirius said.

We followed him up the stairs. He opened one door and then opened the door next to the other one.

"Pick either one," he said, "It doesn't matter."

Rosaline nodded and smiled kindly. She walked into the first room, leaving me with the room to the right.

"So how do you know Nick?" I asked.

"I don't," Sirius said, "Dumbledore recommended me to him."

"How come?" I asked.

"I'm not exactly the type of person that wants to be seen in public," he said, "I'm quite like you. If I step out there alone, without protection, I'll soon be found and taken away."
"I see," I nodded, "Thanks for letting us stay here."

"It's a pleasure to have some company," he smiled.

He then walked down the hallway to his room. I stood at the doorway of my room. On the door it read 'Regulus Arcturus Black.' He must have been Sirius's brother or something. I walked into the room, grimacing at how disorganized it was.

"Honestly," I said, "Doesn't anyone know how to clean in this place?"

I quickly tidied up the room and then relaxed on my bed. I sighed, realizing that this was officially my home. At least for the summer.