Cho listened as Angie spoke about Fred. She wished she had been able to let go so easily, but something kept her holding on. Cho wasn't sure why she felt as if she couldn't move on as there was nothing physically holding her back. Perhaps it had been the fact that Cedric had been the first of many many deaths. Fear had a way of making one stray from situations they might otherwise have grasped.
"I come to talk to Cedric," she stated as if talking to a dead person on a regular basis was the most natural thing in the world. Cho did a good job of not making it seem she was still hung up on the former Hufflepuff and Hogwarts' Champion. "Simply being near him makes things feel better when the world around me is in chaos." She came whenever her memories became too much to bear or when a case at work became too overwhelming. Today's visit was a mixture of both.