From high above his head, he heard a high, cold voice say, “kill the spare.” A swishing noise and a second voice, which screeched the words to the night: “Avada Kedavra.” ….. Cedric was lying spread-eagled on the ground beside him. He was dead. | x
/ * could this be fireworks that i feel when i bite a mouthful of star-dust? this tingling feeling that has filled my mouth is again melting me with its sweetness.