Cedric looked up, and his expression wavered, but he couldn't quite bring himself to believe that it could be possible. That he could survive, have a seventh year, deal with that horrible Professor Umbridge, reunite with his family, graduate, go on with the career he'd wanted. Certain death was so much...surer, less messy.

"My life isn't over yet, I suppose," he said slowly, thinking hard on something. "All of this is an opportunity. I already promised Harry we could get to know each other better, and I won't back out on that."

He just wasn't so sure about the others.