Comfort

Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way to the entrance hall where they greeted Seamus and Lavender. Harry slipped off from them quietly and approached Cho, who was sitting at a bench crying silently. He put his arms around her and Cho placed her head on Harry's shoulder. He did not know what to say. He wasn't the type who is good at comforting others. He couldn't tell how it feels to lose someone after you had gotten to know them so well. Harry's parents had dies when he was one years old, but he never really experienced the pain of losing them. Cho on the other hand, had experienced this pain twice, one with Cedric and the other one with both her parents. Harry sat there, with Cho leaning against him, his anger inside him rising. He knew he had to end the battle with Voldermort soon. Or he just might wake up one day to find that the ones he loved had all gone.

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"Hey Cho, let's go for dinner. I'm sure you're hungry," asked Harry.

"Yeah. Let's go," said Cho, rubbing her red eyes that had been crying for hours.

They both made their way to the great hall. "I miss the place here. Must have been a long time since I stepped inside," said Cho.

"Cho, you were here only a few months ago for the graduation ball remember?" asked Harry, grinning slightly.

"Oh yes. How could I forget. But that seems a long while ago to me," said Cho, embarrassed by her mistake.

"You seem to have a lot on your mind Cho," said Harry thoughtfully.

"Not as much as the chosen one though, said Cho.

Harry and Cho joined Ron and Hermione as they ate their dinner.

"Hey Cho," said Hermione upon seeing her. "We're really sorry about what happened to your parents. If there's anything we can help, please tell us."

"Thanks but I'm fine," said Cho, who couldn't help but smile at Hermione, apparently touched by Hermione's kindness.

The four of them ate silently and then proceed to the Gryffindor common room.

"Hermione, can I talk to you for a second?" asked Harry, dragging her to one corner.

"What?" said Hermione.

"Hermione, I need you to help me. Cho is probably going to be crying every single minute for the next few days. And she probably expect me to comfort her or something but I just can't you see. Look what happened back in my fifth year and you'll understand. I just need you to comfort her if you see her crying in the middle of the night."

"Can't you do it yourself? You're her boyfriend!" Hermione demanded.

"Keep your voice down will you. Just do it for me will you. Everytime I try to comfort someone, I'll just end up making it worse. You're a girl. I'm sure you understand Cho more."

"Fine. I'll do it. But you got to learn how to do it by yourself. What if you're married to Cho and I'm married to Ron? You can't possibly run to me calling for help," said Hermione.

"Yeah. But that's another story. Anyway, did you say if you were married to Ron?" asked Harry.

"No I didn't. Did I?" said Hermione, flushing slightly.

"Yes. I can't believe you would even seriously consider marry someone with an emotional range of a teaspoon," said Harry.

"Oh drop it. One more word and I'll forget about doing you the favour," said Hermione.