She should have known he would have found her.
She figured he knew her too well. Almost a year of knowing her deepest thoughts, and fears, and everything else there is to know, and it made sense that he would know where she was.
He found her crying, in a small window seat behind a statue of an ancient witch with hair almost to her waist on the fourth floor.
"Cho," he murmured, squeezing next to her, "what's wrong?"
"I-nothing," the girl wiped her eyes on her arm. "It's nothing." The boy put his arms around her, holding her.
"Hey, it's okay," he told her. "Please, tell me what's wrong."
"I-just" the girl looked down, her silky black hair concealing her features and muffling her next words. "I'm scared something's going to happen to you. I mean, the Tournament was canceled for hundreds of years because of the death toll! How do I know that's not going to be you?" the girl's voice broke on the last word. The boy leaned closer, and grabbed her hand with one of his.
"Cho. I'll be fine. We've already had two tasks, and I'm still alive right now." The girl looked up at him, her pretty face showing the fear and worry she felt.
"Cedric, this isn't like the other tasks! There are rumors about basilisks and giant spiders and vampires in that maze! I almost lost you in the first task, I don't want to lose you for real this time." The boy opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it and got up. He held his hand out to help the girl up, and she took it and stood.
"The third task doesn't start for another hour. How about a walk around beforehand? "Cedric suggested.
Cho nodded, attempting to smile. The two walked around the Hogwarts castle, passing by other students who wished Cedric good luck, or smiled sympathetically at Cho. The two stayed linked together by their hands the entire time.
The only thing that seemed strange was when Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger walked past the couple, muttering under their breath and looking around anxiously. Cho found it odd that Harry Potter was not with them, as the three seemed like a tight group of friends.
Cho could never really decide how she felt about Harry. She knew he liked her, and had asked her to the Yule Ball, but she was happy dating Cedric. She looked up at him subconsciously and he noticed. He smiled and squeezed her hand.
"Let's go up to the seventh floor," he suggested. The two walked up several winding staircases until they reached the top level of Hogwarts castle. They were alone in the long hallway, and, before she could stop herself, Cho threw her arms around Cedric. He gently embraced her too, and leaned his head on top of hers. For a long time they stood there, neither wanting to be the first to let go. Cho closed her eyes and wished that she could keep Cedric there, so that she would know he wouldn't get hurt.
After what seemed like forever, Cedric spoke.
"I need to go," he told her apologetically. The couple stepped apart and Cho looked down, suddenly overcome with her emotions.
"Hey," Cedric said softly. "I'm going to be okay. I promise." Cho nodded but still didn't look up. Cedric lightly touched her cheek, then lifted her face to look at him. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Cho whispered. Cedric smiled, then leaned forward and kissed her gently. "Bye, beautiful," he told her. He then walked down the staircase to the third task.
"Bye, Cedric," Cho whispered. She felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of her shoulders. Cedric will be fine, she told herself, as she set off toward the Quidditch pitch.
Little did she know that that was the last time she would see him alive.
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