Cedric the Brave
Cedric was a proud Hufflepuff.
He worked hard, played fair, and most everyone liked him.
His father worked for the ministry, and Cedric grew up with the children of other ministry employees, which meant he knew a lot of kids who would be in other houses when they were older.
Far from straying him, this only made him a better Hufflepuff.
Cedric was an intelligent student, and was also quite handsome.
He was popular in the other houses, but in Hufflepuff he was a crown jewel.
The 'puffs loved Cedric, and Cedric loved the 'puffs.
They were undoubtably the kindest house at Hogwarts.
Instead of being jealous of his accomplishments, they supported him.
They believed that Cedric could bring Hufflepuff a little good publicity, a little glory.
Being a Hufflepuff lead one to have a huge amount of pride and loyalty to one's house, and Cedric was no exception.
All through the years, he wondered how he could repay their enormous kindness.
It would be seven years before he found a way.
And when Cedric's father told him of the upcoming Triwizard tournament, Cedric knew he had to try.
The possibility of death scared him, but he felt he owed it to Hufflepuff to at least attempt to enter the tournament.
So when he put that little slip of paper with his name on it into the cup, it wasn't glory for his school, his family or even his father that Cedric thought of.
He was thinking of his house.
The majority of Hufflepuff expected Cedric to be the Hogwarts champion, but that didn't make their celebration any less ecstatic.
Cedric was running on some sort of high of excitement and disbelief.
But he crashed slightly when he realized he wasn't the only Hogwarts champion.
Logically, he knew Potter wouldn't do something like that.
He knew that an underclassman would have to be insane to join this tournament.
But that didn't stop the tinges of jealously from rising up in him as Harry Potter once again stole the show.
But Cedric was nothing if not decent, so he quashed the feelings of envy before they festered.
He watched Harry with admiration during the first task.
Already his jealously had turned into guilt at doubting the hero of the wizarding word.
Harry had helped him, hadn't he?
(Author's Note: that's a lot of h's. Didn't mean to do that.)
Before the second task, Cedric was given some advice about the golden egg, and he decided to pass on the information to Harry to repay him.
Cedric and Harry weren't friends, but they got along pretty well.
Cedric watched as Harry saved him from a deranged Victor Krum.
Cedric thanked him, and the two went on their separate ways.
But their paths crossed again as they met by the cup.
Cedric looked at the cup, a literal golden representation of the glory that he could get for Hufflepuff.
And then he looked back at Harry, dirtied and bloody, who had saved his life multiple times in just a couple months.
He looked back at the cup, its golden glow shining on the two of them.
And Cedric shook his head.
He offered Harry the cup, almost not believing the words that came out of his own mouth.
A tiny part of his brain screamed at him to grab the cup.
He had done this all for Hufflepuff, and now he was going to throw it all away?
But the great majority of his mind decided he couldn't win a tournament for Hufflepuff without being fair to Harry.
But Harry refused the cup, and came up with a solution- a tie.
Cedric's inner Hufflepuff nature rejoiced- a way to make everyone happy.
He could gain glory and prestige for Hufflepuff, make his father proud, and the solution was just.
The deal satisfied Cedric's inner morals, so they both grabbed the cup, and were transported from the maze.
The boys drew their wands, and stared into the looming darkness.
Oddly enough, he wasn't afraid.
He knew there would be danger involved when he signed up, and he was prepared to face it.
So Cedric Diggory faced death with a confidence in his eyes, a Hufflepuff in his heart, but brave 'till the end.
(And Cedric didn't know, but for generations, he'd be known as one of the greatest Hufflepuffs of all time).
Author's Note: *sniffle*