Cho Chang sat on the soft matress of her bed, weeping uncontrollably. A picture of her lost love, Cedric Diggory sat there on her bedside table, smiling his handsome smile and staring up at her with those adoring and innocent grey eyes. How she wished he was back with her, even now, 10 years later, 10 years after Lord Voldemort had taken away his life.
She was a grown woman now, and she had been but a 15 year old adolescent at the time, always circled with other bubbly and gossipy teens wherever she went. But nowÑshe was 25, and beautiful. Her long raven hair, naturally tinted with deep blue, large and bright emerald green eyes, her fair ivory skin and her perfect pink lips certainly made her the most attractive woman in Hogwarts. She taught the art ofArithmancy, for the old witch Vector had passed away 2 years after her graduation from Hogwarts. Her job was satisfying: it paid well and her students were intelligent. She should be happy, for she was gorgeous and she had a good job, but she was nonetheless depressed. She was missing just one thing. Love. Not just young admirant students, but true love, like that that her Cedric had once given her in abundance. There had also been the young Harry Potter...But that had been a mere crush, not love. Or had it? Too many thoughts...Too many thoughts were occupying Cho Chang's pretty head. She had too many things on her mind at the moment, she just needed sleep.
