Disclaimer: I hold no responsibility to any of the Harry Potter characters.
JK Rowling is the rightful copyrighted owner of all Harry Potter
characters and all things mentioned in her book, this is simply a ff
created in my imagination.
Cho's body checkup result from a few weeks ago has finally came. Cho's family physician came in, looking very distressed. He sat down in his big, comfy chair (one with wheels). He looked out to the window with great views of the street, now covered with snow. The people, arrayed in different colors of clothes looked like sprinkles on top of a big, vanilla ice cream. The entire view was just plain breathtaking. But the atmosphere in the office was just so gloomy, so much wretchedness.
"Doctor?" Cho finally broke the silence.
"Yes. I'm sorry, I was caught up in my thought."
"So I'm ok, right? I mean my health, I just fainted because." Cho stopped at seeing the doctor's sour expression.
He began to speak slowly as if something was caught in his throat, "I'm afraid, not everything is well."
Cho gulped.
"Listen, Cho, you're like a daughter to me. You and I are deep. I'm very sorry to tell you this news, but I'm afraid I better tell."
There were a few minutes of silence. The room environment was so tense that whatever the news was, Cho was beginning to worry.
"You've got leukemia, a neoplastic disease. In other words, there's an abnormally large increase of the production of leukocytes. This disease will be accompanied by anemia and enlargement of spleen, liver, and lymph nodes. You could of lived longer if you in earlier but, it has reached a really bad stage, and I'm afraid you could only be cured if someone was to donate a compatible bone marrow to you." The doctor said uneasily.
Cho was silent, staring outside the window, but she was listening.
"I take that you want to know your life spend." Tears were now forming in the doctor's eyes. It was not common for a doctor to cry since they fact these cases a lot, but Cho was like a family member to him. To see Cho like this, with no response, pains him a lot.
"You've got approximately 4 months to live. Within a month, you will lose hair, begin to feel tired, and you'll get lots of nosebleeds. You'll have to be ready for the symptoms of this cancer. I don't suggest chemotherapy because it will be a painful process. Plus, it will only extend your life for only a short period of time. I recommend you not to work so hard."
There was a knock on the door. The nurse came in with a pitying face. She knew about Cho and of course she was a witch to be an assistant of the wizard doctor. The nurse placed the coffee down.
"Cho?" the doctor said, trying to break the wall between Cho and him.
"I'm sorry doctor, I think I've got to go now." Cho said, looking pale and soulless.
"I understand, but would you go with this nurse to pick up some prescriptions? It'll help you with the drowsiness and nosebleed."
"Thank you very much. But please, don't tell my parents, not just yet." Cho tried to say this with the strength she has left.
"Yes, I understand." The doctor nodded to Cho's request.
Cho picked up her stuff and walked out into the pretty street. Such pretty scene was just not right for the moment. Cho's cheeks glowed a cute pink, in spite all this, from the cold. She was now walking, soullessly. Her mind was really messed up. She doesn't know what to do. She reached to her neck and held onto her necklace, now seeming to be her only comfort. Then someone bumped into her really hard.
"I am so sorry!" The stranger said, and walked away in a hurry.
Cho didn't pay attention, but she found that the dear necklace was gone. She searched through the snow, like searching for her lost soul. Her fingers slid through the icy ground, but she was hypnotized and couldn't feel the pain. She searched for a few minutes and started to break down. She cried, not just a silent weep, but a loud one. Everyone on the street stared at her as if she was a maniac. But none asked her what was wrong. She held onto the snow, which melted in her hands. She cried until even the cruelest person felt pity for her. Tears streamed down her cheeks in a quick pace. All these years, she kept all her sorrow, loneliness, family torture, lost of Cedric, neglect, stress, lack of love, and all the unhappy things that had ever happened to her inside her. Twenty years of pain, all let out with a shout, a painful, tearful scream. It was either now or never. Her life was going to end. And if she does not cry her sorrows out now, she'll never get the chance to. Then one thought flew into her mind, Harry. She loved her so much. He was the only one she held regret for in this world, she didn't want to leave the world yet. Yes, she loved her family, but her affection for Harry was different, at a whole new level.
Cho's body checkup result from a few weeks ago has finally came. Cho's family physician came in, looking very distressed. He sat down in his big, comfy chair (one with wheels). He looked out to the window with great views of the street, now covered with snow. The people, arrayed in different colors of clothes looked like sprinkles on top of a big, vanilla ice cream. The entire view was just plain breathtaking. But the atmosphere in the office was just so gloomy, so much wretchedness.
"Doctor?" Cho finally broke the silence.
"Yes. I'm sorry, I was caught up in my thought."
"So I'm ok, right? I mean my health, I just fainted because." Cho stopped at seeing the doctor's sour expression.
He began to speak slowly as if something was caught in his throat, "I'm afraid, not everything is well."
Cho gulped.
"Listen, Cho, you're like a daughter to me. You and I are deep. I'm very sorry to tell you this news, but I'm afraid I better tell."
There were a few minutes of silence. The room environment was so tense that whatever the news was, Cho was beginning to worry.
"You've got leukemia, a neoplastic disease. In other words, there's an abnormally large increase of the production of leukocytes. This disease will be accompanied by anemia and enlargement of spleen, liver, and lymph nodes. You could of lived longer if you in earlier but, it has reached a really bad stage, and I'm afraid you could only be cured if someone was to donate a compatible bone marrow to you." The doctor said uneasily.
Cho was silent, staring outside the window, but she was listening.
"I take that you want to know your life spend." Tears were now forming in the doctor's eyes. It was not common for a doctor to cry since they fact these cases a lot, but Cho was like a family member to him. To see Cho like this, with no response, pains him a lot.
"You've got approximately 4 months to live. Within a month, you will lose hair, begin to feel tired, and you'll get lots of nosebleeds. You'll have to be ready for the symptoms of this cancer. I don't suggest chemotherapy because it will be a painful process. Plus, it will only extend your life for only a short period of time. I recommend you not to work so hard."
There was a knock on the door. The nurse came in with a pitying face. She knew about Cho and of course she was a witch to be an assistant of the wizard doctor. The nurse placed the coffee down.
"Cho?" the doctor said, trying to break the wall between Cho and him.
"I'm sorry doctor, I think I've got to go now." Cho said, looking pale and soulless.
"I understand, but would you go with this nurse to pick up some prescriptions? It'll help you with the drowsiness and nosebleed."
"Thank you very much. But please, don't tell my parents, not just yet." Cho tried to say this with the strength she has left.
"Yes, I understand." The doctor nodded to Cho's request.
Cho picked up her stuff and walked out into the pretty street. Such pretty scene was just not right for the moment. Cho's cheeks glowed a cute pink, in spite all this, from the cold. She was now walking, soullessly. Her mind was really messed up. She doesn't know what to do. She reached to her neck and held onto her necklace, now seeming to be her only comfort. Then someone bumped into her really hard.
"I am so sorry!" The stranger said, and walked away in a hurry.
Cho didn't pay attention, but she found that the dear necklace was gone. She searched through the snow, like searching for her lost soul. Her fingers slid through the icy ground, but she was hypnotized and couldn't feel the pain. She searched for a few minutes and started to break down. She cried, not just a silent weep, but a loud one. Everyone on the street stared at her as if she was a maniac. But none asked her what was wrong. She held onto the snow, which melted in her hands. She cried until even the cruelest person felt pity for her. Tears streamed down her cheeks in a quick pace. All these years, she kept all her sorrow, loneliness, family torture, lost of Cedric, neglect, stress, lack of love, and all the unhappy things that had ever happened to her inside her. Twenty years of pain, all let out with a shout, a painful, tearful scream. It was either now or never. Her life was going to end. And if she does not cry her sorrows out now, she'll never get the chance to. Then one thought flew into her mind, Harry. She loved her so much. He was the only one she held regret for in this world, she didn't want to leave the world yet. Yes, she loved her family, but her affection for Harry was different, at a whole new level.