It is the night before the Triwizard Tournament and I have dreamt something strange. A graveyard. My life at risk. Why do I have feelings of regret, pain, motions I do not know of. What is wrong with me? Is there something going on?

I have not yet competed in any event and yet I feel as though the end is near.

Everything good that could have happened has. I have a beautiful girlfriend and friends that love me for who I am, parents that are willing to do anything, to no extent, to make sure their son will go far in life. It would seem as though I have the life that everyone would want me to have. That's the problem. What they want, not what I want.

My parents want me to work in the ministry of magic. I do not. My father wants me to follow in his footsteps. I do not. My mother wants to please my father and she wants her family to be happy. I am not.

I will never be.

I feel cold at night. I sleep in my bed of comfort though my dreams are often disturbing. Every night it seems as though my visions are leading up to events of the future. I am in the dark. I can only hear breathing. I think its coming from me.

Then I see someone.

I see Harry Potter. Why is he here? Does he know what's happening?

There's a light. A golden light somewhere near. Where is this light coming from?

I am relieved. I feel light-headed, as though I am walking on air. Happiness, excitement, longing. No fear, no regret. I am determined.

Then it seems as though nothing happens at all.

Everything is silent. No noise what so ever. Where are we?

Things begin to happen.

Harry is sitting. He does not look well. I turn and see a black mass on the ground. Long legs sticking out every which way. What is that? Why is Harry looking at me confused? I have a pain of sorrow. Harry is hurt and I find that it is because of me. His face is pale. He looks bewildered.

I am confused.

Next thing I know I am grabbing on to something smooth and cold. The golden light is shining into my eyes. Am I holding on to the light? Harry is by my side. He is now smiling weakly.

I am happy.

This dream has been happening all year round. I haven't told anyone for I feel as though if I tell, they will think I am too sure of myself that I will win.

Tonight my dream continued…

Suddenly I am somewhere completely different. In a graveyard. I have doubts. Panics. I feel sick, almost weak and I am nervous.

Why do I feel this way. What is going to happen?

Something is going on. Something bad. I do not know what it is. I see a figure appear.

What could it be?

Harry looks puzzled and I feel the same way. The thing is approaching. Suddenly it stops. Harry drops to the ground. He is in pain. It is coming from is forehead.

What is going on? A voice is heard. And then nothing. A flash of green light erupts out of no where. No noise, no voice, no heart beat. Just blackness.

I am scared that this dream means something. Something that will happen to me.

I don't know what it is but it seems as though it will be the end. That's at least what my dreams tell me.

Why am I dreaming this constantly. Will it happen soon enough? All I can tell you is what my visions tell me. It will be the night that all my fears, hopes, dreams and loves are lost.

In Memory of Cedric Diggory who died at the hands of Lord Voldemort.

He will always be loved for who he was.

He will never be forgotten.