The Fatal Enchantment

You're in the Land of the In-Between

Cedric's P.O.V.:-

I was going about the bushes of the maze. I went on walking until I saw Krum. His wand was pointed at me, his eyes held a gaze.
"Avada......" he muttered as I took out my wand quickly. I was about to utter it when a green light came out and the spell bounced off me. How did this happen?!!!!!! Did Alexia see this coming, that she gave me the necklace. Is it charmed by some way?
"Lagrovari!" he said. And then I saw Harry. He was on Krum's way. I have the shield charm necklace, but Harry does not.
"Get down! Get down!" I yelled at him. He turned and got down just right on time.
"Lagrovari!" yelled Krum again, but this time, my wand was at the ready.
"Expelliarmus!" I said. He got knocked down, lying unconscious, as I jogged up to Krum and kicked off his wand, far away from him. I pointed my wand at him, when I felt a hand on me. I saw it was Harry from the corner of my eyes.
"No, don't- stop! He's bewitched, Cedric." shouted Harry.
"Get off me!" I shouted.
"He's bewitched!" he shouted back. I looked at him. "Yes!" the wind blew and then we saw a shining blue light, the light from the Triwizard Tournament Trophy. We then began to run. But those vines. More so, Professor Hagrid's Blast Ended Skrewts...
"Harry! Harry! Harry! Harry!" I shouted for help as I was pulled by the skrewts who were entwining me with their legs. He stopped at last and looked at me. I struggled on the ground, as he pointed his holly wand at my legs.
"Reducto!" he said. The twining reduced to ashes, as he came and got the skrewts off me.
"Th- thanks." I said with gratitude. May be, he's more eligible to be the Hogwarts champion than me, even though he's younger.
"No problem." He replied.
"You know, for a moment there, I thought y- you were gonna let it get me. As a payback for spiking the drink of your sister..." I said to him.
"For a moment, so did I." he said.
"Some game, huh?" I said.
"Some game." He agreed with me. The light of the cup shone brighter now. We were nearer. We ran reaching the cup.
"Go!" I said urging him to take the cup. He deserved it. Though I may have defeated him in the Quidditch match, he had better chances of winning the cup. I may have had more experience as a Seeker but he had more experience regarding all these things, from what I've heard of him doing since his first year at Hogwarts. "Go on, take it. You saved me, take it!"
"Together." He said as I nodded. True, Hogwarts will win by that way as well. "One, two, three!" he said.
"Three!" I said with him. As soon as we touched the cup, we felt a jerk, like something had pulled us into the cup. Like that of a Portkey. I slammed on some ground along with Harry, as I got up while Harry groaned a bit in pain. He got up and began to walk. I took a look of my surroundings. We were obviously traveled miles - perhaps hundreds of miles - for even the mountains surrounding the castle were gone. We found ourselves in a dark and overgrown graveyard; the black outline of a small church was visible beyond a large yew tree to their right. A hill rose above them to their left, the outline of a fine old house on the hillside could barely be seen. I turned to the cup as I observed it. It was a Portkey.
"You OK?" I asked.
"Yeah, you?" he asked back as I nodded letting him know I was fine.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"I've been here before!" he said. That's the only reply he can give. That he's been here before? But when!
"It's a Portkey. Harry, the cup is a Portkey." I said pointing him out the obvious.
"I've been here before, in a dream." Harry said. Alright... "Cedric, we have to get back to the cup. Now!" But why? What's the matter?
"What are you talking about?" I asked. He then suddenly clutched his head cringing in pain. Like it was the worst pain he'd ever felt.
"Ah! Arhh! Oh!" he cried. I jogged up to him, to see if he was okay.
"Harry, what is it?" I asked.
"Get back to the Cup!" he replied. I turned to see there were two men, more of a man, who looked like a rat with grizzly hair, and a partial bald, a huge cauldron bubbling with some potion on a fire. No, if they will kill us, I am not going to be the weak and stupid Hufflepuff.
"Who are you? What do you want?" I asked. That's when I heard a raspy voice.
"Kill the spare." It hissed. The bald man pointed his wand at me.
"Avada Kedavra!" he said. I saw a bright green light as it hit me. I then fell. Next thing, I knew I was in a meadow, and then there were four people. One was a man who looked familiar to Sirius Black. Though he was shorter. And far more chiseled. Next to him was a woman, with red hair and almond shaped emerald green eyes, as she looked at me smiling at my bravery, and with inquisitiveness as if she found me familiar. She had Harry's eyes. Next to her was a man, who had messy jet black hair, a heart shaped face, and was short though not too short, and had Alexia's chocolate brown stag shaped eyes hidden behind a pair of full moon shaped spectacles. And beside him, was a woman, who had dark chocolate brown almost night black hair, with sea green doe shaped eyes, and pale skin, she looked familiar to Alexia.
"Who are you all?" I asked.
"You are the son of Amos Diggory ain't you?" said the redhead woman as I nodded. "I am Lily Potter, the mother of Harry Potter, and the stepmother of Alexia Potter." She said. Wait... stepmother? Of Alexia's? Then who's her real mother? That means that James Potter is her real father, though Lily is not the woman who gave birth to her...
"He is James Potter" said the sea green eyed woman pointing to the man. "Alexia and Harry's father. I am Alexia birth mother. I am Elisheba Zaara Shafiq. Alexia is no half-blood. She's a pureblood. She's not Harry's twin, she's his stepsister." She said. "You shall stay here. The necklace you're wearing has some of the shield powers of Alexia's. That's why you're unconscious. If you weren't wearing it, you'd be dead by now. Now listen to me carefully. You are chasing the wrong girls. Alexia's not meant for you, neither is the girl you're dating. Have you noticed the girl Padma Patil in Ravenclaw. She's the one meant for you. Trust me on this. The dead always know everything. Just hang on your breath."
"But where am I?" I asked.
"You are in the land of the in between." replied Elisheba Shafiq.