Author's Note: Okay, this is where I get into Cho and Cedric's family so I'm making this up. Please bear with me. Remember, Cho is Korean in my story so bear with me again.
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The trip to Hogsmeade was about forty-five minutes long and that was a good thing. Cedric and I had a lot to talk. I never truly sat down to talk with a guy before until Cedric. It seemed that we were both comfortable talking with each other and expressing to each other openly. I was happy about that; it meant that I could tell him a lot of things. We told each other about our families.
He said that he lived with his father and his mother in a small town outside of London. He was the only child but he longed for a younger sibling. He grew up around Europe before he came to the United Kingdom to stay. He was born in London and lived in Ireland, Scotland and France and finally he and his family found it better to settle in England and that was the year he received his letter. His whole family had been witches and wizards and he said that his mother often said that he showed signs of being a wizard when he was a child. Cedric also commented that he was a troublemaker while in Muggle School. He said that he was often sent home because he would start quarrels at school and be the one punching somebody. (A/N: Not really like Cedric but hey, it's his childhood. I had to do something.) It seemed as if he lived a very happy childhood. His parents were happy with him even when he did start things at Muggle School.
Then it was my turn to tell. I didn't have much to tell. I told him that I was born in Pusan, South Korea which was in Asia and it was a city that was a couple of hours outside of the capital, Seoul. I stayed in Pusan until I was seven-years old and then moved to England on account of my parents' divorce. I went to live with my mother who thought it was time to get away from Korea (but I think it was because she knew Hogwarts was in England and that it was a very good school). I had one older brother but he wasn't a wizard. My father was a Muggle and my mother was a witch. I said that my mother was excited when I received my letter.
"Basically," I began, "I've lived here since I was seven."
"You haven't ever spoken to your father?"
I shook my head. "I don't think he wants anything to do with me now that I'm a witch."
"You and your mother get along?"
I nodded. "Of course. I don't know where I would be without her. She inspired me to play Quidditch. She was the Seeker for the South Korean team before she was married. She helps me practice."
"Quidditch," Cedric recalled, smiling. "It feels as if Hogwarts is empty without it – nothing seemed to rout the students more than the love of the game."
I laughed. "I miss it. I asked my mother to buy me a broom too but she just smirked and said no. I asked her why and she said that I would find out soon enough."
"The Triwizard Tournament?"
I nodded. "What else? I'm sure your father and mother had to be saying something about it."
He nodded. "Yeah, I often heard them discussing it when my father came home from work."
"Yeah, my mother and some of her friends that went to Hogwarts would take about it but when I came into the room they quickly pretended as if they were talking about something else just so I wouldn't hear."
It was hard to imagine myself talking to Cedric though it was as if he was right under my nose the whole time I was at Hogwarts. He could have been eyeing me from the beginning and I wouldn't have even known but it was nothing to worry about now. I was having an interesting conversation and it was a way for us to get to know each other better. Maybe I could ask him about me later… Now's not the time.
After another thirty minutes of conversation and much laughing, a prefect came into the compartment and said that we had arrived.
"They think that we would figure that out by now," said Cedric, putting his cloak on and handing me mine.
I smiled and said, "Thank you."
The hallways were full of students and we clambered out of the train and into the cold weather. I could hear Professor McGonagall's voice and turned to the right to see her motioning students toward her. I saw that she was gripping her cloak tight around her as were the students in front of her.
"Imagine if it snowed because of the cold weather," I told Cedric.
"It would be nice to see it snow," he replied as McGonagall was beginning to speak.
"All right. Are we all here? Good. Now, those who are new to the area I want you all to stay close to some of the older ones and watch what they are doing. I don't want any of the prefects to give a bad report because they will be watching you. Off you go now. Enjoy yourselves."
Cedric offered me his arm and I gladly took it. I jingled the coins in my cloak pocket as we began to walk around. I was craving for a butterbeer and could smell the aroma coming from the pub, The Three Broomsticks, but my eyes lingered toward Honeydukes. I jingled the coins again in my pocket. I looked up at Cedric and wondered what he was thinking. Instantly, he spoke.
"Let's head to Honeydukes, shall we?" His smile almost made my heart melt despite of the cold weather.
I nodded and he led me into Honeydukes. We separated just this once and made our way to different sections of the stores. I headed instantly to the chocolate section. One could never have enough chocolate was what I always said and I at least came out of the shop spending two Galleons or more. I thought about Cedric and what he might say with all the chocolate that I would have in my hand. I shook my head and decided to skip this once. I picked myself a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and three Fizzing Whizbees. I turned around and look at Cedric, he was picking at some toffee.
When things were paid for and I had eaten one of my Fizzing Whizbees, it was time to head to The Three Broomsticks. Already it was filled with students and Hogwarts staff members. I could see that more than half of the pub had tankards of butterbeer and chattering excitedly with their friends. I followed Cedric to an empty table and he went off and came back five minutes later with two tankards full of foaming butterbeer.
"Thank you," I said as he set in on the table in front of me. He sat down while I took a drink of my butterbeer.
Looking at Cedric, I was beginning to understand why many people – mostly girls – liked him so much. Besides the fact that his face was absolutely perfect in structure and his skin was a lovely peachy white, he was gentle, kind, smart and very polite. It was hard for even me to imagine that I was sitting here in The Three Broomsticks talking with him. I never did before look back at my years at Hogwarts but I was curious of how he thought of me. Now I wished I could get inside his head.
I remember what my mother said about boys: "Cho, be careful. Make sure that he is smart, treats you well, and that he is liked by other people." I'm sure that she was referring that I should be careful and not to marry someone like Dad but then again I'm sure her mother told her the same thing. It wasn't important now. Cedric and I were only out for one day.
"Cho, are you alright?" said Cedric.
I stared at him for a moment. "Yeah, sorry."
"You seem to be daydreaming or something."
I smiled. I couldn't help it. "Sorry, I don't mean to. I'm just thinking a lot."
"About…"
I stared into my butterbeer. Feeling my cheeks go pink, I took a sip of butterbeer. "Nothing," I replied. Of course, I couldn't tell him.