I couldn't help. But let my tears fall onto my cheeks. As again. I heard that sentence. In that scene.

"Harry, bring my body back to my father."

In loving memory of Cedric Diggory.

I watched HPGOF again yesterday, this time alone at my favourite cinema, GV Marina. And this time its in digital format, so the picture was much much more clearer. Oh well, and thus made me cry much much more harder when I watched that heart-wrenching scene again. What Dumbledore said during Cedric's memorial service was true: Cedric was "...a brave and true friend, right till the end." (if I quoted correctly) Cedric did not run away when he saw Wormtail at the graveyard, even though he knew something very dangerous was about to happen. Instead, he stood his ground and attempted to protect Harry and himself from the impending danger. And died in doing so.

If only he knew that Wormtail was carrying the Dark Lord, would he have ran away?

Maybe.

But I believe he would've brought Harry along with him.

Anyways, today's the 1st morning I'm spending at my own house after a 2-night sleepover at my sister's house. It was fun, taking care of my niece. And she cries like an adult! She'll start crying whenever her parents are out of sight for some time. She'll be on her knees, bending down touching the floor, and crying head down. Haha. Cute lil' Yasmin.

Still...I wish I had known more of Cedric Diggory. Such a fine guy.