Cedric's Journal
I can't believe I'm meant to die. Dahlia swears that the future is flexible and changeable but I worry that my fate is to die on the night of the last task. My beloved left the option to me on wither I take the cup with Harry or not. She says until I make the decision she can't tell the outcome. So I have to decide to be a coward and let Harry take the cup or be a man and take it with him and hope that I'll be able to live now that I'm forewarned. I don't understand why Harry still has to take the cup but Dahlia says it's a fixed moment in time and that all possible futures are based on the point accruing. Sometimes that woman's gift gives me a headache. How can the future be fixed and flexible at the same time. Why is it that i've fallen in love with a woman whose gift drives me insane, and why do I not give a damn?
I guess it's time to prove that even though I'm a Hufflepuff there was a reason I was picked by the goblet. I've made my decision I'm going to grab that cup and hope I survive to be with my love for a very long time.