Cedric's mind is in a weird place. The adrenaline rush has consumed him, urging him onward. There's no room for a survival instinct when there's no chance to survive.

Despite his two lucky escapes so far...well, the rule of threes must be in effect, he thinks. Three's the second-most powerful magic number after seven, after all. Faces flash before his mind one last time: Dad, Mom, his schoolmates, Cho, Harry, Sirius, Remus...and his new friends. Clef, Maxine, Atom, Kaya, and...Howard.

The last person he'd ever expected to like. The person who's been taking care of him despite all odds, staying with him despite his rejection. He only wishes they could've made a few more happy memories. Howard desperately needs some cheering up.

He lunges low, knife aiming for a good sink in the side and sliding around, room for a nice neat fall. Is there a vital organ there? Hopefully. And if he dies face down, Howard won't have to see the worst of it.

"Bye," he grunts. It's all he can think to say.