Cedric lowered his hands and gazed at Ernie. "Voldemort came back the night he killed me," he said softly. "Did he- he- what happened?" Cedric moved forward, closer to Ernie. "Are you okay? Is everything- I don't know why-" why now? He looked around, then fixed his gaze back on Ernie. "I don't think so. I don't know at the moment. I'm glad you're- I'm glad I found you. Can- could I help you, do you think?"