|Fate's Strings Part 3
||[Mar. 16th, 2006|08:48 am]
Title: Fate's Strings, Part 3
Theme: #13 - euthanasia
Index: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
When Cedric caught her as she walked out of her Potions class, Cho never thought anything more of it. He told her it was so they could discuss plans and ideas for the next Sundays with Seekers meeting; and she thought that was reasonable enough. He was friendly, and he was nice. He was the model Hufflepuff, Cho surmised, and she enjoyed talking with him.
Her friends would give her strange looks, or were those looks reserved for him? - she couldn't tell, but they never came out and said anything. Maybe it was because he was a Hufflepuff, and rarely did Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws spend time together. Or maybe, it was because Cedric was a handsome boy, and he actually possessed a brain. Cho discovered that, during one of their walks as topics flew in every direction. They couldn't talk about quidditch all the time, and as he kept catching her between classes, they talked about everything.
On one Sunday, as she approached the clubroom, Hannah caught her outside and told her of the sudden cancellation. Cedric couldn't make it, she said. Cho was surprised. He didn't say anything the day before... and wouldn't he want for the meeting to continue even if he was unavailable? It made no sense at all. Hannah couldn't answer that, but merely shrugged and said that it wasn't fun without Cedric. She skipped away before Cho could protest, leaving Cho numb in her wake.
Cho peeked her head inside the classroom. It was indeed empty. She stepped inside and took a seat. Just because Cedric couldn't make it didn't mean that the meeting had to be canceled. Last time she checked, she was still a seeker - and if anyone wanted to talk or chat, she'd be there. She took out a small mystery novel from her robes, and flipped it open to the chapter she had left off.
She was in the middle of where Alvin was looming over Nancy, who had just accused him of hexing Avery, when a hand touched her shoulder. She yelped and jumped out of her seat. Startled, she hugged her robes tightly to her chest and her eyes landed on Cedric.
"Sorry." He apologized. He gazed around the room, distractedly. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here for the meeting." She narrowed her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
He sat down next to her dejectedly. "I... I wasn't sure if you had heard..."
His expression softened her anger, and she sat back down. She looked at him sympathetically. It was hard for her to keep grudges. "Hannah told me that you couldn't make it."
His eyes clouded over. "Oh..."
"She didn't tell me why..." Cho continued. She wanted to ask, but she stopped herself when he released a pent-up sigh.
"I..." He paused as if he was unsure of whether he should tell her. "I just found out that my parents had to put my cat, Floppers, to sleep."
Cho blinked in surprise. She wasn't exactly expecting that and she wasn't sure what to say. The words rolled around in her mouth, and she nearly squeaked, "I'm sorry."
He nodded, and murmured. "It... it wasn't unexpected. Floppers was already over thirty years old, and she's been sick for several years. Always in pain, despite the spells we used, and she looked miserable. They just thought... it was time."
Cho reached out and squeezed the top of his hand. "It'll be okay."
She thought she sounded lame as soon as she said that, but she couldn't very well take her words back. He looked at the hand she placed on his, lifted it slightly off, and rotated his hand so their palms would be facing. He interlaced his fingers with her and gave a short squeeze in reply.
He looked at her, a light glinting in his eyes, and smiled. "Thanks."
To Part 4