Chapter 8 Cedric is DEAD?
How could this happen? He has been with me all term! I looked at the three of them and they all stared at me like I’m the one who is psycho.
“No! Cedric is alive!” I answered back. He is alive. Why are they saying he’s dead?
“Cho, listen to me” Hermione talked to me, her hands were on my shoulder. “Last term at the triwizard tournament, Cedric was killed by the Avada Kedavra spell. Harry saw it. He saw it all” Hermione looked at me she looked so sure and yet I can’t believe her one bit. I looked at Harry and he was just there, standing, he didn’t say much. He just stared. Ron did the same thing.
I shook my head “No! Cedric is alive” I repeated. Why do they not believe me? “I can prove it” that I am sure of. I have been with Cedric all this term and I can prove it to them that he is still alive.
“Oh this will be good” Ron mumbled to Hermione and I saw her stepped on his foot.
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“Cho! I’ve been looking all around for you.” Someone called me. It was Cedric. I’m so happy to meet Cedric. It’s been awhile since we last saw each other. I missed him so much.
I turned to Harry and bid goodbye.
“Good night, Harry. See you around school.” I hurriedly ran to Cedric and walked hand in hand with him as we went inside the castle.
“Harry, at the front gate.” I looked at Harry. He witnessed that time Cedric came to get me. “You were there. Cedric fetch me at the front gate.” I said. But then Harry looked at me like he didn’t know that one. Of course he knows. He was there. He was standing with me when Cedric came.
“No Cho.” He spoke. “The person who came to fetch you was Marietta Edgecomb, your best friend. She came to see you because you didn’t catch up with her in riding the thestral” he added.
That’s impossible. I did remember I was with Marietta but, but, but---
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Cedric and I signed up for the secret organization. He was very optimistic about the idea but then, Harry started to push me away. Ever since Cedric and I entered the club, he no longer speaks to me about anything at all. He’s avoiding me even during practice.
“When you guys created the Dumbledore's Army. Cedric and I signed up as members. I remembered how you looked at him” I glared at Harry. “And ever since we entered you have been pushing me away. You don’t speak to me often...”
“That’s not true” Harry interrupted me but then I didn’t believe him. He was avoiding me. “…We don’t hang out like we used to…”
“Not true…” he interrupted again.
“Ever since the Dumbledore Army you never had a single time to spend with me…”
“Cho…” he raised his voice “That’s not true.” He took a deep breath and Hermione stopped him for awhile.
“You entered the DA without C-cedric” she looked at me while her hands were holding Harry’s arm. “You were together with Michael… Michael Corner” Hermione said.
“You were the one without the time. You were busy talking to Michael and spending your time with him” Harry took a step forward and Hermione tried to stop him.
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“Harry, let Cedric be your assistant!” Hermione insisted.
“For the last time Hermione, NO!” Harry specified.
“Why? For what reason could you possible say that?” Hermione asked.
“How about you become the assistant? Why Cedric?” Harry was starting to get annoyed.
“Because Harry, he’s the next best teacher. He could perform all these spells well.” Hermione breathe “Is this about something else?”
“W-what? N-no! Of course not.”
“You hesitated. It is about someone else is it?”
“Look Hermione if we’re going to talk about this any longer I swear—“
“It’s about Cho isn’t it?”
I heard my name. I wanted to look but it would blow my cover. I couldn’t let them suspect me of eavesdropping.
“Admit it!” Hermione slapped his right shoulder lightly. Harry didn’t respond. He stared at the bricked wall quietly. “Oh my gosh Harry, you would sabotage this over your jealousy of Cho dating Cedric?” Hermione lowered her voice.
“That time at the Room of Requirement. You guys where arguing about Cedric weren’t you?” I pointed at Hermione and Harry “Hermione wanted Cedric to be the assistant while Harry opposed” This time I’m sure about it. They can’t make any more excuses with this proof.
The three of them just looked puzzled, perplexed, baffled, confused. They were all exchanging looks and Hermione’s eyebrow was raised so high.
“She got it all wrong, Hermione” Ron whispered but I can still hear it.
“Cho, what you’re saying right now is not making any sense” she shook her head and still looked confused. “We were trying to make YOU as Harry’s assistant. Your performance is quite excellent during the time.” She looked at Harry this time “Harry didn’t want you to be the assistant because he’s worried t-that, that you might get tired.” Hermione just sounded scared telling me that.
Am I going crazy? I see Cedric but they don’t. I feel him but they don’t.
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“Look, Cho” Harry spoke. “I’m sorry but it’s hard for me to admit to you.”
“but we’re f-friends” I still didn’t look at him.
“You asked me ‘why’ and I just simply answered. I ju—“
“Cho” someone interrupted. Harry and I both looked back.
“h-hey” it was Cedric. I tried to smile. I saw Harry looked down, disappointed.
“Come, I need to tell you something.” Cedric said.
“At the Quidditch Pitch when you told me you liked me Harry” I feel like crying now. That was the last piece of proof I had. “Cedric interrupted us.” But again, they had the same look they had 5 minutes ago.
“That was Michael who interrupted us” Harry answered.
My heart nearly died. I wanted to scream. I wanted to punch someone. I wanted to become violent for once. I wanted to just shout and let this all go away. Where did I go wrong? How did Cedric die without me noticing it? I was at the Triwizard, I saw him. I did then why didn’t I saw him dead?
I cried at the moment. It was too much to handle for one day. I am living in a nightmare that I didn’t want to wake up. Cedric is gone! I just kept crying and crying. Even though Hermione hugged me tightly and Harry tapping my back lightly, I still felt alone. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to disappear.