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Cho Quigley ([info]charmingcho) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-06-21 13:12:00
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RP: Meeting up
Who: Cho & Tristan
What: Checking in
Where: The Leaky Cauldron
When: Sunday June 21st, 2005
Rating: (Most likely) SFW

Cho dressed casually and waited at the magical entrance to the Leaky Cauldron with a little bit of a nervous flutter in her stomach. She and Tristan had been close in school - not as close as she was with Mel and Mari, of course, but there was so such thing as that. When he'd been arrested, she'd been devastated. Sure, they were just kids, but had he known about You-Know-Who returning? Had he known Cedric was in danger? She was heartbroken all over again, in a series of years that just never seemed to give her a chance to fully heal.

But he'd seemed to be trying since he'd been released, and lately he really seemed to just be... Down. She couldn't put her finger on it, exactly, but as someone who'd spent years being "fine" and in reality was horribly depressed, she had a feeling something was wrong. So she'd reached out, despite her own anxiety and feeling like maybe she was stepping over some weird boundary she'd put up since running into him months ago. She'd reached out on St. Patrick's Day and then gotten scared again and pulled back. But this time she was reaching out not only as an old friend, but as someone who'd been there.


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