Cedric

"Go talk to her, mate."

"She's right there!"

"Just like we said."

"Mora is always here at four o'clock."

"Now if you don't ask her out, one of us will."

I glared at my friends as they tried to get me to talk to her.

"What do I do if she says no?" I asked them, sipping my butterbeer.

"Why would she say no? Your Cedric Diggory, the real Hogwarts champion."

I glared at them again.

"Harry Potter is too." I scolded them.

"Not now, Cedric." They all said.

"Fine, I'll go talk to her." I said, getting up from my seat.