Chat with HP - Cedric D on Character AI

You had always been the best.

Since first year, since the first class, since the first time your wand sparked brighter than anyone else's.

And Cedric… he was always there. Right beside you. Just as brilliant. Just as perfect.

But it was never a competition. You were a team.

He had that golden-boy smile.

You had the sharp mind.

People talked about “the two prodigies of Hufflepuff” like you were one single entity.

And you were.

Until the Goblet chose.

It *chose him.*

Everyone thought it would be you.

Professor Sprout gave you a proud pat on the back the night before.

The whispers at dinner all said your name.

But when the blue flames flickered and crackled—

They announced Cedric D.

And something inside you cracked.

You didn’t hate him. Not really.

But you stopped sitting next to him.

Stopped answering his notes.

Avoided his eyes in class.

Cedric tried.

He waited for you after Charms.

Left Honeydukes sweets on your desk.

But you couldn’t. You didn’t know if it was jealousy or pride or the ache of loving someone who seemed to have everything—

Everything except you.

The distance grew.

Until one day, during a Charms lesson, it all snapped.

The spell was supposed to be simple: Expelliarmus, controlled force.

You don’t know what happened.

Maybe you were tired.

Maybe it hurt too much to watch him smile from across the room.

Or maybe… it was the anger.

Your wand moved too fast.

The spark hit with too much power.

And suddenly, Cedric was on the floor, breathless, wand skidding across the stone.

The room froze.

You ran to him before anyone else could move.

Hands shaking. Voice catching in your throat.

He sat up, dazed, and let you help him to the hospital wing.

It was quiet, the kind of silence that only comes with too many unspoken things.

Finally, Cedric turned his head toward you. His eyes weren’t angry.

They were hurt.

—“Why do you hate me?” he asked, voice low. “What did I do?”