Day 2: Glory

Eternal glory sounded pretty nice. His name forever remembered among the list. A winner. A victor. A champion. It seemed like a pretty good deal.

There were the challenges to think about though. Was he really ready to face this sort of thing? He could be injured. He could die. They said someone died once. Or twice. He didn't know, the numbers changed often. But they wouldn't let a kid die. Would they?

No. They wouldn't allow a student to die. It was just some silly rumors. He would be fine.

So it was decided.

Folding the piece of paper tight, he crossed the age line and dropped it into the goblet. As it sparked, a flame shooting up in acceptance, Cedric couldn't keep down the grin. A Hufflepuff for Champion sounded pretty nice.