Sad day in this chapter, I've always hated how Cedric died, I liked his character, but I guess its just a part of life. Hit me up with some reviews so I know what you guys are thinking :)

When they returned to the common room after finding Barty Crouch dead, Ron, Hermione, and Bridget all gathered around the fire place while Harry was summoned to Dumbledores office. George and Fred were sitting in the back of the room talking about their business and George kept looking over, waiting for the room to clear out so he could talk to her.

Harry returned and informed them of what he had seen in the pensieve. The four talk about it for a while then Harry and Ron decide to go to bed. Hermione pulled Bridget up to sit on the couch with her since she had been on the floor before and the girl looked worried, "What is it?"

"Those dreams…Dumbledore didn't act right, like they were something to worry about despite what he said." Bridget bit the inside of her cheek.

"Yes that is strange." Her friend noticed how distracted she was, and remembered noticing it earlier on the walk as well, "Bridget, are you all right?"

She looked around and decided she was far enough away from him and she spoke low, "George and I got into a minor fight."

"About what?"

"What do you think?" She asked dryly, "I kinda spilled some pretty big beans today."

"And he got mad about it?"

"Sort of. He got a little upset and then I got very defensive." She groaned, "I hate being part animal."

Hermione laughed, "It's not your fault, imagine what you would have done if you had been part boar or something."

Bridget cracked a smile just thinking about it, in her mind was her with two large tusks charging at George. Hermione placed a hand on her lap and leaned in close to her, "Talk to him, just because you have one fight doesn't mean it's over."

"Yeah I know." She said looking over at him and noticed he was looking back.

Fred leaned across the table, "She's waiting. If you don't go over there now then you'll have more to make up for."

"I know." George said standing up and walking over to where the girls were sitting, "Bridg you got a moment?"

"Yeah." She said standing up and following him out of the common room. He leaned on the banister not sure of what to say, or to even start the apology and when she spoke his head flew up to look at her, "George, I'm sorry. I overreacted and I-"

He stopped her words by pressing his lips to hers. She was shocked by the passion in his kiss and completely forgot what she had been saying. When he pulled away he held her close and kept his eyes on hers, "No I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been mad at you for being who you are, or mad at you for not wanting to talk about it or your past. I guess I was just upset that I wasn't your first choice to tell which was mental because you found out before we started dating. Please forgive me."

"I couldn't stay mad at you George, I mean just look at you." She smiled and he breathed a sigh of relief knowing she wasn't mad at him anymore and leaned down to kiss her again. He held her close to him with his arms wrapped around her and she was holding onto his collar.

George got an idea and he wanted to see how is girlfriend would react. He ran his tongue across her bottom lip and felt her stiffen and hesitate but not stop kissing him. He gave it a moment before he tried again but this time she was ready for him and sucked his tongue into her mouth. The action sent pleasure running through his body and he had to pull away. She smiled, "And I win again."

"I feel like you will always win when it comes to things like that." He grinned about to kiss her again when the bell began to ring that it was curfew. He groaned and took her hand, "We can continue this competition later."

"I'm sure you won't let me forget." She giggled. When they returned to the common room he walked her over to Hermione and then returned to where he had been sitting with Fred.

Hermione looked at her, "All better I take it from the smile on your face?"

"Yes, much better." She blushed.

"Bridget promise me you won't rush this?" Hermione said, and Bridget knew that it wasn't a warning because it was something she would normally have done with a guy, but just because this was her best friend being her best friend.

"George and I have already talked about it. We're waiting until we are both at least seventeen."

"Okay good." Hermione said and saw her friend let out a yawn, "Oh god, you must be exhausted! I know you barely slept last night! Let's get you up to bed."

She agreed and waved goodnight to the twins as she and Hermione went up to their room.

Dear Bridget,

Congratulations on the second task! I'm glad that you're learning to live life being a Primal. Which reminds me, I got a letter from the Council a little bit ago about you needing to pass an exam when you reach your one year. They said that with the powers of a phoenix you need to at least be able to have a stable flame over the whole of one of your arms and be able to fly fifty feet, and the chameleon you must be able to blend half your body with something and the last part is breathe underwater like a frog, which I know you can do. I wanted to give you a warning so you and Cedric can be working on that while you have time off until the third task. Can't wait to see you then and be able to cheer you and Harry on.

-Remus

George watched as she read her letter and let out a groan while getting up to approach Cedric. He watched as her bond mate read the paper and let out a laugh patting her on the back.

"Looks like you're about to have some fun." Cedric laughed.

"You're going to be there with me remember?" She gave him a faked sweet smile.

He gave it back, "Perhaps we should start with the easiest, setting you on fire?"

"Funny." She glared at him and returned to grab her things, looking at the group that had been sitting around her, "Time to go practice setting myself on fire."

"What?" All of them chimed at the same time.

Cedric walked up behind her with a smile, "I know I can't wait!"

"I'm going to kill you one day." She said as they began to walk out of the great hall.

"You'd miss me too much." He gave her a charming grin.

"Debatable." She muttered.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all sat in the woods watching her work on trying to master the skills that were needed. Fred and George said they would be coming after class. She was dirty and bruised from trying to figure out how to fly, "I don't get it! How am I supposed to fly without wings?"

"Use the wind?" Ron said playing with a twig.

"You want to explain to me how to do that?" She looked at him with a sarcastic tone.

Ron shrugged, "I can barely make a feather levitate."

"Levitate…" She whispered getting an idea. She looked over at the four that were studying, "Hold down your papers."

Bridget concentrated on the wind and making it surround around her body, at first it whipped everywhere but she was finally able to get it to circle around her body. She thought about the fact that she should have put her hair up before trying this when it kept smacking her in the face.

Fred and George walked up and set their bags next to the group and bent down looking at the image of Bridget with wind circling around her but no wind passing them. George looked at Hermione, "How's she doing?"

"I'm pretty sure she's going to sleep well tonight." Hermione sighed, "She's only been able to fly as far as she can jump and we've been out here since lunch."

Bridget concentrated on moving the wind to just be around her legs and remembered everything she had ever heard about tornados. She opened her eyes and focused on what they agreed was more than fifty feet away and pictured the wind pushing her up and her flying over to it.

The tree limb she was aiming for began getting closer and she let out a surprised laugh. The twins and Ginny started cheering and Hermione was already sprinting to her and when she landed on her mark Bridget was engulfed by a hug. Harry was smiling, "I wonder if that will ever come in handy."

"Want to give the fire a try today?" Hermione asked offering her a drink when they got back to where they were all sitting.

"You don't even want to know what happened with I tried that with Cedric." She groaned.

"What?" Both the twins asked at the same time.

"Let's just say I don't know if I'm going to be able to grow arm hair ever again." She grimaced, "It was worse than something Seamus could have pulled off."

"Well the hairs already gone, why not work on it on the same arm then?" Ginny said.

"I guess trying it once more won't hurt." She said scooting away from all of them and rolling her sleeve up. George didn't like the idea of her lighting herself on fire but she had done it before he guessed. She felt the flames that lived inside of her pulsing and she released one through her forefinger. She let it sit for a moment then engulfed her hand, "Past this it gets tricky."

She concentrated on the flame as it slowly grew up her arm and as it made it to her elbow once again it became unstable and her arm began to heat up and she quickly scrambled for her wand, "Aguamenti!"

The water doused over her arm and she shook it making sure all of the flame was out, "I'll try that one again later."

"Good idea." Harry said, "I think you might need an arm for the third challenge."

They were all preparing to head into the circle for the final task and Remus was giving her some encouraging words, "Just stay sharp and you and Harry stick together and you will be fine."

She nodded and saw George behind him signaling to her, she looked to Remus and said that she would see him afterwards and the man understood when she saw her heading for the twin. George pulled her into a corner to where no one would see them, "I wanted to wish you luck…and give you this."

He handed her a metal trinket, she smiled, knowing exactly what it was, "A Triskellion."

"It's an old druid symbol I remembered reading about in class a few years ago. It means earth, sky and sea." He folded her hand around it, "I thought it might bring you luck in the maze."

"It could have been a rock and it would have brought me luck if it came from you." She looked up at him and smiled, knowing that he had chosen it since the three things it represented were the three types of things she was bonded with.

"I'll remember that for next time." He laughed.

"Hopefully there won't be a next time." She smiled nervously back.

"Very true." He gave her a kiss, "Good luck. I know you and Harry will win."

She let out another small laugh, "As long as it's a Hogwarts win I don't really care."

"I don't know, saying that I get to snog a Triward Champion would do wonders to my popularity." He grinned and she shoved him.

"George Weasley get to your seat." She said as the music for them to enter started. He gave her another quick kiss and was on his way. She rolled the Triskellion in her hand then placed it into her pocket walking over to Harry.

She nodded to Cedric before the cannon went off and they walked to their entrances. Once the cannon rang they walked into the hall of bushes and turned to look back at what they were leaving behind and watched as it disappeared as the bushes grew together. She mumbled, "That's reassuring."

"At least we aren't alone like the others." Harry replied quietly.

"At least." She replied.

After having walked for a while she felt a burst of energy from Cedric and knew something was wrong, then as quickly as it had come, it went. She knew he was fine since only a little energy had been given sent to her and not all of it, but it still worried her. She became more worried when they heard Fleur scream and the pair looked at each other and silently agreed a life was more important than the cup and they went running to where the noise had come.

Once an obviously cursed Viktor had passed them they continued to run to where Fleur was. She was already over half way under the hedge when they got there and Bridget began calling out her name, she liked the girl which most of the other girls in Bridgets class didn't. Pulling at the vines she knew it wasn't going to get Fleur out of there and she looked up at Harry. He shot the sparks into the sky and they heard the wind change.

The bushes began to shake and close in. Bridget stood up quickly, "Oh that's not good!"

They weren't running fast enough and she remembered, "Harry take my hand!"

He did and she lifted her feet off the ground and the wind she made allowed them more speed than their legs. Harry called out when he saw a break in the wall of leaves and she slung them into it and placed them back on the ground, "Well done Bridget, I hope you pass that assessment."

"Me too." She smiled and they moved on.

They had gotten past the Sphinx and Cedric had helped them with the Acromantula. When the three of them stood before the cup the two boys were saying that the other should take it, that they deserved it more and she finally spoke up, "Why don't we all take it? It'll be a Hogwarts win no matter what?"

The two boys looked at each other in agreement and they all put their hands on the cup at the same time and were whisked away, to a graveyard?

She and Cedric looked around as Harry kept saying he had been there before in a dream and then she remembered about the dream he had told Dumbledore and how the old man had acted like it was more than just a plain dream, "Cedric he's right, I don't like it here."

"What do you mean Bridget?" Cedric asked as Harry began cringing and Wormtail came out of the catacombs. Cedric lifted his wand to defend and Bridget called out for him not to as the rat cast the killing curse. As Cedric went flying back she grabbed on to his hand hoping that she could stop it, even though she knew she couldn't and she landed on top of her lifeless bond mate.

She heard Voldemorts shrill voice, "Keep her there!"

Within seconds thorn covered vines were appearing out of the ground and wrapping around her body, one of the larger ones sticking into her side which she could now feel blood seeping out of. It held her still over Cedrics body so if she tried to move it caused immense pain not that she could get free even if it wasn't painful.

Bridget was helpless to watch as Harry was forced to take part in Voldemorts ceremony and tried to stop from screaming at the amount of energy that was being returned to her body from Cedrics lifeless one. Her eyes grew wide and scared as the fire from the cauldron shaped into a figure that she had only heard about in stories, a figure she had hoped would be gone forever but now here he was breathing in front of her, Voldemort.

She listened as he spoke to his followers then he moved over to Cedric and proceeded to move her bond mates face with his foot. Despite her pain she spat, "Don't touch him or I will end you!"

"Ah, dear Bridget Faltey, my you have grown up. You have your mothers beauty and it would seem your fathers spirit." He smiled, "That's good. You will be exactly what I want."

She was about to respond but couldn't think of anything to say and Harry butted in for her drawing his attention away. As Harry screamed when Voldemort touched him she yelled out, "Fight it Harry! Don't let him hurt you! You're better than he is!"

She continued yelling at him as she heard Voldemort say Crucio and it was followed by his grunting, "Harry! Harry don't give up! Don't lose yourself to the spell! The pain, it's only temporary!"

She could only see half of the duel that ensued from her angle, from what she could hear, Harry had hidden and she knew that he would have to come out eventually and she assumed that he knew it too, "Harry, I'm here. I'll always be here, right next to you. Whatever happens, I'm here with you."

She watched amazed as the wands connected and a dome formed around the two of them. A tear slipped out of her eye when Cedric, a man, and Harrys parents came out of Voldemorts wand. Cedric turned to look at her after having asked Harry to take his body back, "Bridget, I'm sorry, I enjoyed being your bond and I'm sorry you have to find another."

"It's not your fault Cedric and no matter who my next bond is, you'll always be my first." She said and he smiled at her knowing their ongoing joke. When the bond was broken Harry ran to her and placed a hand on Cedric and whipped the cup to them and they both placed their hands on the cup taking Cedric with them.

George cheered along with the rest of the crowd when the three of them landed on the ground, but Fleur noticing the blood pouring from her side and Cedric not moving caused her to scream and the excitement quickly died down. George stopped just feet away from her, his heart stopping as well with the blood pouring from her body and tears streaming down her cheeks. McGonagall raced to her nieces side and knew that she had to get her to the infirmary and went to go get Hagrid.

Bridget heard the wail of Cedrics father and that made her tears stream even more. She felt large hands on her sides and tried to push them off but Hagrid was stronger than her and the moment her finger tips left Cedrics body all the energy that he had stored from her rushed back into her body and she let out a shriek that echoed into the night air. She balled her hands to deal with the pain as well as she could and knew she was being rushed back to the castle and heard the voices of McGonagall and Remus behind her.

She was still letting out soft yells as she went down the hallways. They placed her onto a bed and Madam Pomfery began working on a spell and brew that would stop her bleeding and heal her wounds but she was convulsing too much to do any good. Remus took the side of the pained girls face, "Bridget you need to control it, need to be stronger than the power, if only for ten minutes."

She nodded her head as much as she could and tensed every muscle in her body to fight the pain. Bridget knew that her nails were cutting into the flesh of her palms and it seemed to help, fighting one pain with another so she balled up the other fist and was able to lie still.

Madam Pomfery had gotten all of her wounds healed and she and Snape had come up with a potion that would help numb the pain in increments until they could find her another bond mate. Bridget had refused to see anyone but Remus, who was there when the doors burst open and the Minister of Magic came bounding towards them, "A Primal! Unregistered!"

"Primals don't have to register until they're twenty-one." She muttered, the potion putting her in a dope like state.

"But they cannot go unnoticed!" He looked incredulously between the two of them.

"You have officially noticed me, sir." She whispered with a smile and Remus tried not to laugh.

He left after saying, "You will be hearing more about this once you have healed properly."

Her first appearance was to the memorial held for Cedric. Everyone whispered as she passed, not looking at any of them, still clutching her side and moving to a seat in the very front row that had been saved for her, since she was considered a close friend. Bridget shed a single tear as Dumbledore spoke, knowing every word about Cedric was true, he died wanting to protect her, a girl he hadn't even known a year before and wanted to be in law enforcement because of it, because he wanted to protect others, something he would never get to do now.

She stayed in seclusion until it was time to return back to the burrow due to the fits of pain she would have, but she was getting past the doped feeling when she took the reliever. Instead of travelling back on the Hogwarts Express, she traveled back with Remus, but wrote a letter to George.

George,

I wanted you to know that I'm fine…well as fine as I can be. I won't be seeing much of you in the coming days and I wouldn't let you see me because of the loss of my bond. It causes a lot of pain and it's bad enough to go through, I don't want anyone, least of all you to see me like that. There will be moments when I'll be able to see you though and hopefully I'll find a bond soon, since the council already has my compatibility marker. I'll see you soon, I promise.

Truly yours,

Bridget

He read the paper on the train and then stared out of the window contemplating how bad his summer was going to be, a week without her had been bad enough, he couldn't imagine a month, or who knows how long after that. George would have to find a way to convince her to see him, even if she didn't want to.