Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HP characters (obviously) and Su Ling is the name of a character from The Princess Diaries but I wanted an Asian name I wanted Cho to have an Asian friend.
Also, this is my first fanfic. So yeah, if it's bad, sorry. I wanted to write something less plot-based than most fanfics because I think that it's interesting to read about the character's feelings about everything or anything. And after reading the part where Hermione tells Harry about what Cho was going through, I knew that Cho's feelings would be rather interesting.
As Told By Cho ChangBy Emmeline Delacour
Chapter 1A tear dripped slowly down my face.
After a while, the tears made a path like a meandering stream, sometimes going straight down and sometimes zigzagging. They're moving very fast, I thought to myself. Stupid, I told myself; you're crying really hard, that's why.
I hate it when tears gather at the corners of my mouth. I hate it when my eyes get so red and puffy. When people come up to me and ask me if I'm alright.
When I'm obviously not.
D'you know what happened to me? You don't know anything about my grief, my love...you don't know anything about me.
In everyone's eyes, I'm just a pretty girl who dated the cutest boy in the school. But I'm so much more.
Cedric's face came into my mind again and what it felt like when we were dancing together. It was like a dream, one that you never want to wake up from and when you finally do…it's like life isn't worth living anymore because you were so happy then that nothing mattered but that other person. These thoughts stabbed me in the stomach like daggers and tears came to my eyes again.
But they might not understand. They don't know what it's like to lose the love of your life like I did. I've got to stop crying, but saying his name and thinking about him always makes it worse. He was killed by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named at last year's Triwizard Cup. The memory still hurts a lot. People shouting repeatedly, "He's dead! Cedric Diggory! Dead!"
It was like how I always picture an earthquake—with the shockwaves spreading from the epicenter. Or whatever it's called. Girls were sobbing. I guess I wasn't jealous because I was too shocked.
Marietta, Emma, and Su Ling had been there and when I started crying they hugged me and told me that it'd be okay. The next few days were like a bad dream. Nothing was right and I still couldn't believe that Cedric would be gone forever. I guess I still can't really believe it. Never thought that I'd have to deal with anything like this at such a young age. I'm sixteen. At this age, people go to parties, talk to friends, and they're so alive that death doesn't mean anything to them.
They wanted me to see his corpse and I did. It wasn't that scary. I thought, no, even wished that maybe they give his body to me…and how that would be fine and we'd be together, but then I realized how crazy I was. I was insane during those first days.
*Sigh* Thank god for my friends. Marietta, Heather, Emma, Su Ling, and Rachel are definitely the best friends any girl could ask for. Thinking about them, I wiped my eyes and stopped crying.
But it's a new school year, I told myself. I'm going to be a sixth year and this year is going to be good. It'd better be, I said under my breath, as I walked to my desk to write some letters. My mom knocked on the door and told me that my Hogwarts list of supplies had come in. This year better work out, I repeated in my head.
A/N I know that this isn't really telling a lot but it kind of sets the mood and background for the story. Actually since most people know what happens w/Cedric, I guess it's more of establishing Cho as the narrator and a mood for the story.
