Cho thought she understood what Harry meant. Something as ordinary as the ghosts roaming the hallways also gave her a sense of reassurance. She nodded and admitted, “It does feel right. I think we’re all finding comfort in whatever sense of normalcy we can.” She knew people would have to work through everything in their own way and time. For her, it was moments like these.
His next words, even with the bit of stumbling, brought memories rushing back of Harry during those earlier school days. Both her smile and response came readily. “Honestly, Harry? Hogwarts feels more like home right now.” She knew he was just asking to be kind but still thought it was nice of him. Harry’s concern was genuine though and she felt comfortable speaking candidly with him. “Right now, my family's home is vacant. We lost my brother last year.” She offered the simplest of explanations, knowing he would understand. “He ran into Death Eaters last August in Diagon Alley.” The loss of her brother had been nine months ago and had changed everything for the Chang family.
“My parents left for China before the battle, while I headed here” – she reached into her front trouser pocket and withdrew her D.A. Galleon - "when I got the message.” She had since exchanged a few owls with her parents, who still expected her to join them in China. She couldn’t see that happening now.