Chapter 27 - Cedric's Funeral

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The hall was full of students and Cedric's family. Dumbledore stood in front of his coffin, a look of sadness in his eyes. That day felt dark. My life had felt empty since Voldemort killed him. Dumbledore was to speak about Cedric and the wall was silent while everyone waited for the service to start.

"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss." Dumbledore began. "Cedric Diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, intricately fair minded and most importantly a fierce, fierce friend and boyfriend." I choked up as he said this. "I think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The ministry of magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I think would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, reminds us that while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events the bonds of friendship we made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain, you remember that. And we'll celebrate a boy who was kind and honest and brave and true right to the very end."

Applause echoed through the Hall as Dumbledore stepped down from the stand and we locked eyes. He nodded to me and I stood, barely walking up to Cedric's contained body. I brushed my fingers along his wooden coffin as a tear dropped from my eye. I raised my other hand and placed a red rose on top and then slowly turned to face the crowd.

"Cedric was a great guy. I remember how he would smile when he made someone happy and laugh at my stupid jokes even though they weren't funny. On our first date he gave me a rose, so today I give him a rose. In the last convocation I had with him he told me to fight, so I will fight in his name. I will fight so damn hard for him, and I know a lot of people here will too. Losing Cedric is the hardest thing I've had to do in my life, but at least I know he'll rest in peace. He was a brave, intelligent and generous person who will be missed by a lot of people. People die everyday, but tragically it was Cedric who's life was taken not long ago." I stopped. I didn't want to but I did. It was too much, talking about him in front of people who barely knew him, or people who thought they knew him.

Without saying anything I returned to my seat and blanked out the rest of the speeches. None of them knew Cedric the way I did and it angered me that they talked about him as if they were his best friends. Cho was the last to talk, they had been in a relationship the year before and had stayed close friends, but since the ball I had never seen them together. She went on about Cedric being a great person and how he didn't deserve death.

When she finally finished rambling everyone evactuated the Hall except her and I.

"Are you okay?" Cho asked, walking towards me. I stood from my seat and walked straight past her to stand by Cedric. "Elizabeth?" She called as she placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't touch me." I demanded and she quickly removed her hand. "Don't you dare try and ask me if I'm okay because it's pretty obvious that I'm not. My boyfriend was killed before my eyes, you don't know what that feels like. You said during your speach that Cedric's favourite place to go to was his classes when in fact his favourite place to go was by the lake. You were wrong. You didn't know him like I did but you think you do, which makes it even more pathetic that you think you knew him." I snapped.

"I'm here to greive like you Elizabeth, we're both upset about it." Cho answered back innocently.

"Oh go cry in a corner somewhere away from me." I spat and Cho left the hall silently.

It was weird. I knew it was mean but it felt good to say those things. I took a hold of the rose above his coffin and held it, then I removed my wand from my shoe and muttered the words "Wingardium Leviosa." And the lid of the coffin rose into the air.

Before me lay Cedric's pale corpse, lifeless with no breath. I kept trying to tell myself that he was just asleep, but I knew he wasn't. I took a hold of his tangled, cold hands and slid the rose into his grasp. I leaned over his corpse and planted a light kiss on Cedric's forehead before resealing the lid and walking away.

That would be the last time I would kiss Cedric Diggory. That would be the last time I saw Cedric Diggory. The only thing that would be left was a heavy, silver gravestone with his name written across it.

I made my way out of the Hall and spotted Harry across the way. My mind span back to the graveyard and how Voldemort had favored him over me, like he was more important than me.

I tried to snap out of it, but I couldn't, my uncontrolled hatred for Harry increased and I had no idea why. Since I left Cedric I had been feeling extremely angry towards everyone, maybe it was the effects of Cedric's death? It felt like I was being controlled by someone else, but at least the pain in my scar had stopped and so had the dreams. I felt like a different person.

"Elizabeth!" Harry called out as he ran over to me. "What did you say to Cho?"

It enraged me that Cho had gone crawling to my brother, it was like she wanted everyone to hate me or something. "Why do you care? Because you're in love?" I snapped before stomping off.

I wanted to turn around and say sorry, but something was stopping me, and I didn't know what it was.

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