Dear Harry,

Today as I sat in the stands, waiting for the four of you to exit the maze, I prayed that you all will be safe. Yet came Fleur as pale as a ghost, then Krum like he was beaten up too. After hours of wait came Cedric and you, but something was definitely wrong.

There was an abrupt stop in the band, and screams of sorrow and despair. I then saw your face, tears streaming down your cheeks. Your beautiful green eyes, blurred with tears of sorrow. I saw you being taken away by Moody, and seeing your sorrow just made me want to give you a hug.

I heard the cries of Cedric's parents. The silent sobs of the teachers. The shocked faces of the students. The silence of the crowd. 

All I wished for, was one awesome year. Yet every year there's something; danger or tears. I later understood why father and mum where there at school. They came to visit me later. They told me that life was about to get better. 

Then came the news of Voldemort's return, and then the scene was crystal clear. He did come back, and my parents were a part of it. Cedric din't have to die young. He had dreams too, that I knew he would fulfill. 

I came to visit you in the hospital wing earlier. The Weasleys weren't there at the time; I snuck in. I placed some chocolate on your bed side. Because Professor Lupin had once said that chocolate makes everything better. 

I'm gonna stop hoping for a good year. It just seems to get more worst. 

Hope you'll get better soon.          

With love and best wishes,

Cordelia