Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling, lucky her!

Summary: What I think went through Cho's head when Harry brought Cedric back after the third task.

Reviews are welcome, but be nice! This is the first fan fic I've posted.



Just like all the other spectators, I watched the sky eagerly, searching for the two boys to come back, clutching the Portkey.

"Look! Up there!" I heard someone shout, while they pointed at the sky.

I saw someone hold the trophy and – was that a body?

The boy landed on the ground with a loud thump. Everyone rushed over to him. I saw Harry was the one clutching the trophy in his left hand. In his right hand, he was holding Cedric's left arm.

Cedric was dead.

In my mind, I saw all of out memories fly by. All those Hogsmeade weekends, the Yule Ball, all those times he walked me to class. I sat there, my emotions numb. I felt nothing until someone announced it officially. "Cedric's dead."

I burst into tears. My friends led me away from the horrible scene. I will never be able to forget it, though. Never.