Marietta sat across the table from Cho as she grew angrier at the Death Eaters...a part of her felt guilty, because she was right, the Death Eaters had killed a lot of people. What Cho didn't understand was that these deaths were for a purpose. They would lead to greater good for all wizarding kind. It was her father's death at the hands of those dangerous, evil muggles that was pointless. While she was sure Micheal and Seth's deaths were sad, they weren't in vain. She bit her tongue, and covered her face as Cho went on her tirade, holding back from saying anything until Cho seemed to finish, and then she rose and hugged Cho. "It is so terrible for you that you've lost people close to you. Though...I worry about you getting involved too much. You don't want a target on your back."
She put her hand over Cho's as her friend tried to comfort her. It felt nice to have someone care about your well being. Pansy did seem to care about her, and they had many more political opinions in common, but they still didn't have the easy intimacy that she had long had with Cho. "She's not any better, but she's stable. I have her upstairs...I obliterated her memory a bit, as she was waking up and screaming for him. On night I woke up to smashing sounds and found her in the kitchen breaking all her plates in the sink." Marietta thought about Cho staying at the house and shuddered. She loved her, but she realized how poor her timing was. Thinking quickly, she said "While I would love to have you here, I don't know if it...well, I don't know that you'd want to, it would be terribly boring, she just sleeps most the day. I have a mediwitch come and check on her a few times a day. But you should definitely stay tonight, of course."