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chapter 1 - you've left hole in my heart
I cheered along with everyone else, but I could feel anxiety building up inside me. Cedric and Harry had been gone for over 2 hours. Viktor and Fleur had been rescued and disqualified. The tournament was supposed have ended a half hour ago.
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Then, out of nowhere, Harry and Cedric landed at the foot of the maze. Harry had the cup in his hand. I got up and started clapping. I caught Harry's eye and winked at him. After a few moments his sadness became more palpable on his bruised face. Wait....was he crying?!
Perplexed, I look at Cedric. Why was he still lying on the ground? What was going on? As i stood there rapt in the confusion of what i was witnessing,a daunting shriek abruptly brought me out of my musings.
I looked around me everyone was shrieking and pointing towards where Professor Dumbledore stood. I tried to move around people to get a better view but it was no use. I got from the stands,not able to bear being kept in the dark about what was going on. When people around me realised where i was heading they fell silent. I ignored them and walked towards Cedric, squirming out of many people's grip on the way.
When i saw his corpse i knew. My eyes trailed across his body to his face. His chestnut eyes, still glinting with fear, were gazing at the star -strewn sky they could not see. I placed my fingers on his eyes to close them,however it didn't alter the horrified expression etched on his face. He was gone,he had left me. i felt a tear slide down my cheek and onto his face. Shaking him vigorously i wailed , " Wake up. Please don't leave me Cedric, Please don't die, I need you. Please!".
I looked up at Professor Dumbledore,the
minister and the other judges,begging them to revive Cedric, but they simply stared back sombrely. A waterfall of tears started cascading down my cheeks.No! It could not be..in fact it can't be. Cedric couldn't be gone. These thoughts bounced around my head like a ping pong. He brutally taken from this world, without any sign. I had barely begun his life..... Why did the world insist on tormenting him. If felt like every second of the day, everyone was conspiring against me. WHY?
At the corner of my eye, I saw a figure lurking behind the stands. I wiped the tears from my eyes, blinked a few times and then looked again.
They had disappeared. I convinced myself that my eyes were deceiving me, but the hairs on the back of my neck and the unmistakable feeling of foreboding that hung heavy in the stifling air around me said otherwise.
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