Chapter Six
Hermione and Ron walked down a tunnel like any other. They were heading towards the room where Bill had hidden the journals. They talked lightly on many things; Ron's two years in McGonagalls village, about Ginny and the family and Hermione's muggle life. There were small awkward silences between the two but they managed to keep a conversation going.
"Do you hear that?" Hermione asked
Ron nodded. A faint cry could be heard from around the corner. Hermione and Ron turned slowly and caught sight of a beautiful young girl who sat on the floor weeping.
"Is that you, Cedric?" the girl asked.
Cho looked at Hermione and Ron but did not face directly at them. She was almost looking through them. She turned away disappointedly as if she had answered her own question.
"Cho? It's me, Hermione. Do you remember me?"
Cho didn't look up. She moved quickly into the corner and she shock as if something had spooked her. She held her hands close to her.
"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked
Hermione crouched down and starred into Cho's little black eyes. She did not move and she did not stare. Hermione stared up at Ron; he had a concerned yet scared look on his face. Hermione tired to stand but something held her down. Cho had got up urgently and now had Hermione by the tip of her shirt. Cho starred right into Hermione's eyes. Her black eyes were sad, yet they were empty and full of remorse. They were almost screaming for Hermione to help her, to put her out of her mystery. Cho loosened her grip and returned to the corner. Hermione reached into her pockets and took out her wand. Ron grabbed her.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked
"We have to!" Hermione replied
"No – I won't let you!"
"RON! We have to!"
Hermione directed her wand at Cho. Ron turned his head and heard the body fall to the ground. He turned back around to see Cho's dead limp body lying there. Her black wide soulless eyes starred into the unknown. Ron starred at her intensively. It was the first death he had even seen happen; a tear rolled down his eye.
"Ron, there was nothing we could do. That spell is incurable... she was suffering... Ron?"
Ron said nothing; he turned and walked back in the direction to the journals. Hermione looked down at Cho once more and closed her eyelids. With a flick of her wand again, Cho disappeared and where she had lay now stood a patch of beautiful colourful flowers. Hermione shed one last tear and followed after Ron.
Hermione and Ron walked down a tunnel like any other. They were heading towards the room where Bill had hidden the journals. They talked lightly on many things; Ron's two years in McGonagalls village, about Ginny and the family and Hermione's muggle life. There were small awkward silences between the two but they managed to keep a conversation going.
"Do you hear that?" Hermione asked
Ron nodded. A faint cry could be heard from around the corner. Hermione and Ron turned slowly and caught sight of a beautiful young girl who sat on the floor weeping.
"Is that you, Cedric?" the girl asked.
Cho looked at Hermione and Ron but did not face directly at them. She was almost looking through them. She turned away disappointedly as if she had answered her own question.
"Cho? It's me, Hermione. Do you remember me?"
Cho didn't look up. She moved quickly into the corner and she shock as if something had spooked her. She held her hands close to her.
"What's wrong with her?" Ron asked
Hermione crouched down and starred into Cho's little black eyes. She did not move and she did not stare. Hermione stared up at Ron; he had a concerned yet scared look on his face. Hermione tired to stand but something held her down. Cho had got up urgently and now had Hermione by the tip of her shirt. Cho starred right into Hermione's eyes. Her black eyes were sad, yet they were empty and full of remorse. They were almost screaming for Hermione to help her, to put her out of her mystery. Cho loosened her grip and returned to the corner. Hermione reached into her pockets and took out her wand. Ron grabbed her.
"What are you doing?" Ron asked
"We have to!" Hermione replied
"No – I won't let you!"
"RON! We have to!"
Hermione directed her wand at Cho. Ron turned his head and heard the body fall to the ground. He turned back around to see Cho's dead limp body lying there. Her black wide soulless eyes starred into the unknown. Ron starred at her intensively. It was the first death he had even seen happen; a tear rolled down his eye.
"Ron, there was nothing we could do. That spell is incurable... she was suffering... Ron?"
Ron said nothing; he turned and walked back in the direction to the journals. Hermione looked down at Cho once more and closed her eyelids. With a flick of her wand again, Cho disappeared and where she had lay now stood a patch of beautiful colourful flowers. Hermione shed one last tear and followed after Ron.
