You heard him call out your last name, and before you could turn around, he fell into step next to you, adjusting the strap of his bag. "Swift, aren't you?" Cedric joked, his gaze meeting yours.

"I saw you at the sorting ceremony, thought I should say hey." The boy smiled, a hint of rosiness on his cheeks.

"I'm Diggory. Cedric Diggory."