"Cedric!" Cho cried. She ran after the newly elected school champion – or should she say, her favourite school champion – because she needed to talk. The blackish brown haired boy turned around, locking his hazel eyes into Cho's. He pushed past the giant crowd of people towards her.
"Yes?" He gasped.
"Could we t-talk in pr-pr-private?" She stammered, overwhelmed at the crowd. He nodded and dragged her away from the giant fan club.
"What?" He snapped. Cho was startled. Why would Cedric snap at her? Then she realised why; He was a Champion, and that, she thought, could make anyone tense.
"Don't hurt yourself, I'm worried about you." Cho confessed. Cedric touched her cold cheek with his warm hand.
"I'll be fine, Cho." He reassured her.
"No! Ced! What if you died? What if – What if…" Cho stressed.
"What if you're making me all I was meant to be? What if our love never went away? What if it's lost behind words we could never find? What if - What if…" Cedric said sarcastically. Cho felt funny; maybe she had been worrying to much.
"I love you, Ced." She sobbed.
"I love you too, Cho." He replied, and pressed his strong lips against her soft lips. Cho wrapped her arms around him. She only hoped that he'd win, that he'd stay alive, because she had no idea what she'd do without him. He was her light in the dark. He was her Quill on the paper. Without him, she would be utterly and completely broken.