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

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!status: complete, ^date: november 01 2003, character: angelina johnson, character: cho chang

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.

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un_cho_sen
2011-11-04 01:27 am UTC (link)

Cho had cried a lot when Cedric first died. In fact she had cried so much that even her friends had begun to limit the amount of time they'd spent with her. Eventually, she learned to hide it under a serious face. The stress and intensity of her job helped her to hide the pain. Hit wizards were expected at times to wear a scowl and as such Cho had learned how to use that expression in all avenues of her life. Yes, she still smiled on occasion and she wasn't always sour, but whenever memories of Cedric threatened to break through she immediately found herself going into her hard work persona whether she was working or not.

That hard work attitude had served her well today. Cho had immediately gone into protective mode. Not only was Harry dead, but Cedric's proverbial little brother was the key suspect. In response Cho had spent the day keeping an eye on Zacharias' flat in order to insure that no one approached with ill intentions. Regardless of whether or not the younger wizard had wanted her there, Cho had promised Cedric that she would watch over him. True, the promise had only been made within the past few years and Cedric himself had never actually heard it, but to Cho a promise was a promise. Now, she came to tell Cedric how the day had unfolded, though by now he was likely to have already spoken to Potter.

Her approach to the gate of the cemetery was a bit slower than usual. It was one thing to come and visit because she'd simply been thinking of him (something she did regularly) but to come because she needed comfort from the events of real world was a reason she'd not used for a long time. As she got closer, Cho noticed another person standing in the cemetery. Not certain whether the person was simply visiting someone for comfort as she was or if they might have darker intentions, she placed her hand on her wand and slowly drew it out of her pocket while subconsciously quickening her step.

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fiercebird
2011-11-04 01:57 am UTC (link)

It only took a few more steps before Angie recognised the figure there. It was Cho Chang. Angie exhaled in a little puff of air. "Cho," she said by way of greeting. They weren't close, but Angie knew her well enough. Cho had played Quidditch and had dated Cedric Diggory...as well as Harry Potter. Angie winced slightly. That was two of Cho's exes dead now.

"How are you holding up?" She asked the question gently, as she closed the distance between them. he hands were still in her pockets, and she felt slightly cold, a chill she couldn't shake, not even with a warming charm. She didn't say anything more yet, just waited for some sort of answer before knowing how to proceed.

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un_cho_sen
2011-11-04 02:19 am UTC (link)

When a voice called her by name, Cho gripped her wand a little tighter at first before realizing that it belonged to a former school mate of hers and house mate of Harry's. If it hadn't been for Quidditch Cho likely would have recognized her but not known her name, "Angelina," she nodded as she tucked her wand back into its pocket.

"I'll make it through," she stated plainly and simply. She had heard a few condolences today though she didn't feel she deserved them. Cho knew that it was common knowledge that she had Harry had, for use of a better term, dated for a short time. In Cho's mind however, there had never really been a relationship. She'd simply reached out to Harry because he'd been the last one to see Cedric alive and she felt a need for that connection. "How have you been?"

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fiercebird
2011-11-06 01:29 pm UTC (link)

Angie only noticed then that Cho had started to go for her wand. She watched her put it away and wondered if the other woman was that on edge that someone else's presence in a cemetery made her immediately go for her wand. She didn't know, of course, that Cho was a hit wizard who probably instinctively went for it, whether she was on edge or not.

Angie looked back behind her, at the grave she'd left behind. "I came to talk to Fred," she said quietly. It had actually been quite some time since she'd last visited, and she didn't usually go alone. But this time, she just needed the solace.

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un_cho_sen
2011-11-06 06:33 pm UTC (link)

Usually Cho came during the day to visit with Cedric. The events of the last twenty-four hours had delayed her until dusk. True, her training had made her wary but in the full light of day she would have been able to discern the person that had approached her long before she would have felt the need to reach for her wand. However, mixing the edginess of knowing there was a murderer out there somewhere with the creepiness of a cemetery at dusk, Cho had been extra wary this evening.

When Angie mentioned Fred, Cho gave a slight nod. "It's a bit comforting isn't it?" Cho often game to speak with Cedric whenever she had things that she needed to get off her chest. Cedric would listen and she could imagine what it was he would say, often whatever words she needed to hear at that time to make herself feel better.

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fiercebird
2011-11-07 04:27 pm UTC (link)

Angie nodded in response. "It is. I don't talk to him like I used too. For a good year or two after he died, I would come here and be a useless wreck for the rest of the day. I couldn't even really say the word died without wanting to-" Angie shrugged her shoulders, not at all wanting to get into her drinking habits with Cho. "It's gotten better. He's still a part of me but not in any physical sense. I know he's not truly gone. He couldn't leave George behind like that," she added with a ghost of a smile.

"Anywhere I come here now and just talk to him like when we were mates. Let him know what's been going on with me and mine." She sighed. "I hope I can get to that point with Harry too, but right now I can't even believe he's gone."

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un_cho_sen
2011-11-07 08:56 pm UTC (link)

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.

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fiercebird
2011-11-08 07:26 pm UTC (link)

Angie nodded. She though so. She remembered Cedric, rather fondly actually, and it had been a shock when he'd died, partly because he was only seventeen and partly because it heralded the beginning of some very dark times. She had no idea just how much his death was still affecting Cho - they'd never been so close that she'd noticed a difference in her.

"I think I understand what you mean," she replied. "It's pretty quiet her and you can be alone without really being alone." She wasn't sure if that made sense to Cho but it did to her. It could be comforting.

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un_cho_sen
2011-11-08 09:10 pm UTC (link)

"It is amazing how just being near can make you feel so much closer," Cho agreed. If one believed in spirituality then talking to a lost loved one should be able to occur at any time and any place. There was just something about being where the physical remains laid that brought a different type of closeness.

"Now if you'll excuse me," she nodded in the direction of the graves feeling quite certain that Johnson would understand her lack of a formal farewell. It was an odd sensation really being so close but so far from the one you loved. Cho was usually eager to find Cedric and begin her conversation. It was always the leaving that was hard. She didn’t know if the same was true for the other witch, but Cho did not want to hold her up much longer.

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fiercebird
2011-11-09 07:35 pm UTC (link)

"Quite right," Angie nodded in response. "Please, don't let me keep you," she replied. She didn't much mind the brief dismissal; were their positions reversed she would have wanted to end the conversation soon as well. Angie had already finished hers and it gave her some small sense of closure or contentment. Whatever it was, she felt better now than she had before she'd come.

With a last nod at Cho, Angie left, intending to go on about her day in somewhat better spirits.

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