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                     “‘M Sorry about tha’ mate, how’re you feeling?”

       [ Cedric’s eyebrows knitted together in concern, the lake water still staining his skin with the memories of those awful mermaids. All the victims, the ones unconscious for an indefinite amount of hours, had reacted differently to air finally filling their lungs. Cho had spent the last three hours in the shower, Krum had taken Hermione for a walk, and Fleur and her little sister haven’t been seen since resurfacing. Cedric himself was starting to question the whole institution of it. Or more so, himself. If he had known the tasks, would he still willingly volunteer? ]

           "If I’m bein’ honest.. still feel a bit off.
                      Like I been sleepin’ for a long time.“
   
      He looked over at the Hufflepuff, mouth slightly agape as he pulled the towel around his body closer to himself– had he known what he signed up for, he might think twice. But it was for his best friend which played a big part as to why he did it. 

                                Then he shrugged, trying to not feel bothered
                                with the whole ordeal. Krum wasn’t, so he wouldn’t.
                                Speaking of Krum–

                                                                 ”–Where’d Hermione and Krum go?“