Rained still poured hard outside, drops the size of bullets lashed loudly at the Hogwarts windows.

The Hufflepuff common room was bright yellow and with cute comfy cushions everywhere. Cedric was sitting in the middle of the room in front of the nice warm fire. He was still soaking wet, just ten minuets ago he was outside playing quidditch. His team won actually and the entire room was happily celebrating their victory, a rare thing to happen to Hufflepuff. There was food everywhere and special yellow and black fire crackers that would bounce off the walls. Everybody was enjoying themselves laughing and goofing around.

The party was really for Cedric because he is the one who brought this pride to the Hufflepuff house. A lot of people considered him as popular so of course he was well liked and admired by many. Though the party was for him and he was greatly honored and thankful; he just sat there, dripping wet, still in his quidditch robes, clutching his broom, looking into the fire. He was patted in the back so many times by people who didn't seem to mind that he was soaking wet but still remained seemingly oblivious to the fact that there was a party going.

This all he ever wanted, to bring pride back to the name Hufflepuff. He smiled a bit thinking of what his father would say and how proud he would be. How many owls would he get from him in the morning? Suddenly Cedric went back to his blank stare. He felt that somehow he cheated, this wasn't right, he wasn't supposed to have this party, it should have been Harry Potter.

Yes it was Cedric that caught the snitch but Harry got attacked by those dementors and passed out. If the dementors weren't there he would have no way of getting that snitch. Harry was so much better than him even though he was young.

Guilt. He felt so guilty and dirty at the same time.

He sighed,bended forward and used his knees to support him using his elbows, still staring at the fire.

His good friend Alex sat next to him.

"Ced! Have some pumpkin juice!"

Alex nudged him with a cup of nice cold pumpkin juice. Cedric having been out in the freezing rain for about an hour or more wasn't very thirsty.

"Oy Ced! What's wrong mate?" Alex said also bending forward to have a better look at Cedric.

Cedric slowly turned his head to face his friend Alex.

"I feel bad about Potter," Cedric said almost blankly.

Alex leaned back, gave a sigh of relief, started laughing and slapped Cedric hard on the back. Cedric sat up straight and gave Alex a weak smile.

"I'm serious you know" Cedric messaging his forehead and quickly ran his fingers through his damp hair.

"Hey, its ok, Potter is fine. It was just an accident-"

"Well it shouldn't have happened. I feel horrible; I wish there could be a rematch but…" Cedric gave a heavy sigh.

"Ced… you didn't send those dementors on that Potter kid. He is the one that had bad luck. Besides you were way ahead of him I bet anything that you still would've gotten that snitch"

Cedric gave Alex a smirk and a nod.

"Yeah I know your right"

Alex stood up and raised his cup up high.

"Lets get this party started!" Alex yelled out.

Many of the students in the common yelled back with praise and applause but Cedric started to head out the common room door. Alex ran after him.

"Ced! I thought you were over it! Where are you going?"

"I'm going to visit Potter at the Hospital Wing. I just want to know that he's cool with me. Just to get this thing completely off my chest" Cedric gave Alex a cheery smile, patted him on the shoulder, and before Alex could think Cedric walked out of the common room leaving the party.

Cedric wasn't thinking much as he was walking to the hospital wing. All he thought about was that his conscience would be clear after he walked out of the hospital wing. He could go back to his party and everything would be alright. He already saw the great big wooden door to the hospital wing. Cedric if ever was full of confidence smiling at absolutely nothing at all. This was no big deal, what was he feeling horrible about? His hand was all ready on the door knob; he turned it and took a step forward. He suddenly stopped frozen to the spot staring at the marble floor of the hospital wing. What the heck was he going to say?