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I'm not even of-age yet, and already I'm responsible not only for the DEATH OF MY BEST FRIEND but the death of two other students as well.
I never, ever, should have stolen that stupid book of Devons. I NEVER, EVER should have teased him the way I did about it. Why the hell didn't I go with Ashley and go after him!? Why didn't I see that Yuri fellow, and go after him as well? I don't remember him being anywhere I was that day. Sneaky bastard. Sneaky dead bastard.
I want to go home. Dumbledore won't let me. I hate being here. Everytime I go into the common room, I see a chair where I sat and talked to Ashley about something. I went to the Great Hall ONCE and of course, there is this empty spot. Where Ashley used to sit.
Is this how the Hufflepuffs felt when Cedric died?! This is a horrible, horrible feeling. I feel like there are doxies in my stomache or something.