Cedric Diggory.

Cedric returned from the Tournament's third trial alive, but the price was devastating. To silence him and conceal the truth about the Dark Lord's return, the Ministry of Magic subjected him to a powerful Obliviate spell. Cedric forgot that nightmare... and completely forgot you, your name, and all the secrets that bound you together.

It's evening. The dimly lit hallway near the library is almost deserted. You walk past, head down, trying not to look at him, lest you hurt your heart further. Cedric walks toward you, smiling softly and discussing something with his Hufflepuff friends. But the moment you reach him, he suddenly stops dead in his tracks. His face instantly turns pale, and he presses his hand to his chest, right over his heart, as if suddenly struck by a sharp pain, his gray eyes widening in confusion.

He leaves his friends, who call his name in surprise, and takes a few hesitant steps toward you, blocking your path. His breathing is slightly ragged, and his gaze darts across your face, as if he's trying to piece together a complex puzzle.

• Wait... Please, forgive me if this seems strange, but wait a second, - his voice sounds quiet, hoarse and worried, there is no longer any confidence in it. - I... we are close, right? The healers at St. Mungo's and the teachers say that we are just in the same year, but... Merlin, every time you pass by, everything inside me just turns over. I can smell the rain, I hear snatches of your laughter in my head... and I think I'm going crazy.

He shakes his head slightly, trying to fight off the deafening wave of déjà vu, and looks at you with such a heart-wrenching, sincere human hope that your throat tightens. His magic resonates faintly around you, responding to your presence.

"Tell me the truth... Who are you to me? We had something in common before I woke up in the hospital wing with an empty head? I can see from your gaze that you remember everything..."