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Tweak says, "Who shot JR?"

Cho Quigley (charmingcho) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-07-26 20:14:00

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character: cho chang, character: finbar quigley

RP: in the dark of the night
Who: Cho & Finbar
What: Cho can't stop seeing a face.
Where: Cho's flat in Monument Alley
When: Sunday, July 26th, late at night
Rating: TBD (talk of violence)

Cho woke with a start, a scream just on the tip of her tongue, just like it had been the first time it had happened. Except this wasn't real life, she wasn't in the stands at Hogwarts; this was just a dream, replaying in her mind yet again.

It had been years since the nightmares. When the war had ended, when she'd finally moved out of her parents and into her flat on Monument, they'd become a distant bad memory. But all month they'd been back, plaguing her nights. She'd been cranky during the day from lack of sleep and had shut out anyone she feared might notice the dark circles under her eyes and her lack of appetite.

But tonight, after a low key night of drinks with Fin at the Pub, she'd missed him, and had gotten the feeling he'd noticed her distance, so she'd invited him back to her flat for the night, praying to Rowena Herself that his presence would scare the dreams away for the night. Her prayers - it seemed - had failed her, though and she when he woke to her gasping and gulping for air, she prayed again. This time for strength.

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_finbar_
2015-07-28 10:25 pm UTC (link)

Pushing himself further up until they were both sitting rather than lying down, Fin nodded. He’d heard the name Cedric Diggory; the Diggory family was a known name in the Wizarding World, but Fin had never been close with them. But that wasn’t important. Cho was talking, rambling, her accent thick, something he knew only happened when she was agitated, and Fin listened. He let her talk, let her ramble, and reminded himself that just like him, Cho had a past.

“You and Cedric…” he said, reaching up to cup her cheek. “You would have had a wonderful life and lots of beautiful children.” That last part he knew without a doubt, because no matter who Cho had children with, they were bound to be beautiful like their mother. “I’m sorry you lost that. I’m sorry for your loss.” Gently he brushed his thumb over her cheekbone. “I didn’t know the girl you were before, but I know that there’s no way you could possibly be her after what happened.” He held her arms out to her if she needed… wanted the comfort. “What can I do to make this easier for you?”

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