Don't talk to Cedric.

You turn back to Cedric, and give a long sigh.

"I get hounded all day from all these people who don't think that I'm the real Hogwarts Champion", you say, weariness in your voice. "I expect that from the Slytherins, sure, but most of the time, I just want to be left alone."

Cedric gives you a sympathetic smile.

"I know how you feel", Cedric says.

You narrow your eyes disbelievingly.

"You met my father over the summer", he continues. "He's always me to be better, greater, smarter. And when I can't be, he gets angry. He just doesn't understand that by trying too hard, you isolate yourself, and I never want to do that."

You stare at him, surprised by the bitterness in Cedric's voice.

"I've got to go shower", you tell Hufflepuff awkwardly, and turn away, uncomfortable with the deep emotion you saw on Cedric's face.

As you leave the Quidditch pitch, Cedric shouts after you.

"Thank you for warning me about the dragons", he yells.