"Where do you get your ideas, Cedric? What inspires you? Your work is so imaginative."
"Thank you," he says quietly, looking down. "I've always seen all of this in my head and done a million sketches for myself. But it wasn't until Edward showed me this artist, Daniel Merriman's work, that I felt it was okay to do this stuff and still be taken seriously."
I squeeze Edward's hand as Cedric slowly looks up at him. I can see the admiration in the boy's eyes.