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Angelina Johnson (fiercebird) wrote in pandorarpg, @ 2011-11-03 20:31:00

In Mourning
Who: Angie & Cho
What: Angie runs into Cho while visiting their respective dead boyfriends. How chipper.
When: Saturday November 1st, 2003 at around 6 pm
Where: Wizarding cemetery in Ottery St Catchpole
Rating: Work safe most likely

Angie was not a crier. In fact the last time she'd cried enough to actually call it that had been during Fred's funeral. Then she'd learned a different way to cope. She drank. Eventually, Angie had gotten past it. Not over it, but past it. She and Fred had been together for years and losing him before they'd gotten to live life together had been a tough blow.

But that didn't mean she didn't think about his often. Sometimes it was good, and sometimes it wasn't. Sometimes she drank again, just enough to forget. And sometimes things happened, like the death of Harry Potter, that made Angie remember just how many people they'd lost senselessly. She didn't want to talk to the living. She got dressed, donning somber grey to match her mood but wore a red coat, with gold buttons, her Gryffindor colors shining through.

Angie didn't bring flowers. She brought Skiving Snackboxes and a few other WWW products instead. She spoke to Fred much as she would have had he still be alive. After about a half hour of talking Angie actually felt a bit better. Not amount of talking to a headstone would change the fact that Harry Potter had been killed, but Angie felt a bit more up to seeing friends, toasting Harry, and honestly trying to drink that away too. She got up to leave, bidding Fred goodbye, and stuck her hands in her pockets as she turned to go. She wasn't alone though. Squinting she tried to make out who it was she saw just some distance away.