A/n: I fixed the aurthor note for this. Here it goes. This is yet another poem by yours truly. I hope you like it!
It was my fault Cedric
I killed you in a way
I told you to take the cup
On that awful day
The cup was really a portkey
And when we landed on the ground
We knew not what to do
Or liked what we found
You were killed on the spot
Painless? I'll never know
But I'm sure of one thing
It was not a delightful show
And when my wand connected
Your ghost was second out
I heard your last request
And it was done without a doubt
I hope one day you'll forgive me
For the deed that I did wrong
And if you choose to do so
I'll accept it before long