“He’s back! He’s back! And look! He’s got the Cup! He won, Ron, he won!!!” I yelled gleefully, jumping up and down, hooking my arm in his and we jumped and hollered together. I suddenly stopped as I realized that Harry was not standing and cheering with us, and that he seemed to be hugging Cedric’s body to him. I watched as Cedric’s father rushed down the stairs and heard Harry sobbing on the grass. What had happened? What was going on?