My best friend, Cedric, was sitting next to me on his family couch drinking a cup of green tea with sugar. We had just escaped the Quidditch World Cup, in which Death Eaters had attacked the campsite where him, his dad, and I had been staying for the night. Our original plan was to wake up early in the morning, meet the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione, go to the Quidditch World Cup, stay for the night, then come home the next morning. Enough about that though. Me and Cedric had been friends since we were little. Even if I was a muggle-born and he was a pure-blood, we had some how met in a park. His parents were both working and he had came to stay with his grandmother. He visited me a lot when he was staying with his grandmother. He was even there when I got my Hogwarts letter. He hadn't told me much about his family, but I think at that point he knew he could trust me. I knew a little about the wizarding world. My grandmother had been a witch herself. She married a muggle, and it skipped my father though. When it came he told me he had gotten his letter, but as he didn't want to get into trouble, he didn't tell me. We had then both been placed into the same Hogwarts house. Thankfully because if we were in different houses I think I'd be lost. There we were sitting on the couch, not talking much, and drinking our mugs of tea that Cedric's mother had made for us. "How are you feeling?" he said, breaking the silence. "I'm alright, I think. How are you feeling?" I asked. "Well he who shall not be named's reign happened when I was four. I heard my parents asking each other what sort of world have they brought me into. It was scary. My house was attacked by them, but we were staying with my grandmother at the time." he said. "I remember seeing your parents upset about something. As a little girl I couldn't put my finger on it. I didn't know a thing about the wizarding world until I was nine." I replied. He stared into the fire in a trance. "Cedric? Are you alright mate?" I place my hand on his arm. "What? Sorry, yeah I'm fine." he said. It was quite late, it had been eleven pm when they attacked. Then it took us three hours to get back to his family household. We had been sitting here drinking tea for one hour. "Cedric, we better get some rest." I suggested. "Yeah, I guess." he said. I gave him a hug and then went off to bed. I was hoping he would sleep, but my mind thought that he wouldn't be able to.