20- Third task part 1

882 24 8
                                    

20

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

20

The Great Hall was booming with laughter and shouts when Cedric walked in for breakfast on the day of the final task. He gave Hermione a smile and sat down with Ian, Nathaniel, Calvin and Marcus. Cedric's roommates started eating, but Cedric was too nervous to eat anything.

"Ced, bloke, you have to eat," said Nathaniel.

"Can't. Too nervous."

"Come on, Ceddie boy! Eat some eggs, get some proteins!" Directed Ian.

"I can't! My stomach can't take it."

"Not eating is unhealthy, you know. It can kill you," stated Marcus.

"Well I'll just let it kill me. Nothing is more unbearable than how nervous I am right now."

"I'll go get Hermione! I'll tell her that you're not eating," Threatened Calvin.

"Okay, Okay, Fine I'll eat. But you have to get Hermione anyways because I want to talk to her." Cedric gave in and grabbed two large spoonfuls of porridge and put it into his bowl as Calvin got up and walked over to the Gryffindor table.

"What's going on?" Asked Hermione as she was dragged over to the Hufflepuff table with half of a bagel in her hand.

"Nothing, I just need to talk to you. All these blokes keep talking about is how I need to eat. I need real conversation!" Exclaimed Cedric.

"They're right, you know. You do need to eat."

"Oh not you too-"

"I'm joking, I'm joking! Well, not really, but what's going to happen today, are your parents coming?"

"Yeah! They are, my mums super excited to finally meet you," said Cedric. "I'd say she's more excited to see you than me."

"I don't blame her, why would she want to watch her son go through a complicated and dangerous maze? It's hard enough for me to watch, but she is your mother, it'll be much more difficult for her to see her son go through such a difficult task," stated Hermione with a look of dread on her face.

"I guess. She's bought you a gift, and you can't tell her that I told you, she told me specifically not to," Cedric warned.

"Don't tell me what it is! I'd like it to be a surprise!"

"Aww, no gift for me?" Ian whined.

"Ian, she send you gifts every Christmas, and on your birthday! That's basically the same amount as I get," Cedric pointed out.

Undo Time  | ᶜᵉᵈᵐᶦᵒⁿᵉ  ✓ UNEDITEDWhere stories live. Discover now