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Saved! Part 2

Numbly, Cho allowed him to lead her into the hall and over to the Ravenclaw table. He gave her a small smile as he sat down beside her. Some of the other Ravenclaws gave him strange looks, but no-one challenged his presence at the table. Cho really wasn't hungry; she felt too sick to digest anything. But Cedric was being so nice to her she felt it would be rude to ignore the plate of food he set down in front of her. Seeing the look on her face he smiled and said softly "Eat. You'll feel better. Trust me, I've had hangovers before." Cho was about to argue that she was definitely NOT hung-over, when she realised that her head was pounding and she felt horrible. No, worse than horrible, she felt dead. Sighing, she picked up her fork and scooped up a mouthful of waffles.

Marietta watched from across the table, feeling guilty. Struck by a sudden inspiration, she slid a plate of toast over to her friend. "I've heard that eating bread helps" she said, giving Cho a sympathetic smile. "Apparently it soaks up the alcohol in your system."

Cho looked up sharply. "You've done enough to 'help', Marietta." Her voice was cold. Marietta shrank back against her seat. But Cho was right. Tagging along to the party had been Marietta's idea. But how was she to know Cho had never drank before, and wouldn't have any clue how strong the alcohol was? Marietta herself had been sensible. After two drinks, she knew that was enough, and busied herself with a cute Gryffindor boy by the name of Dean Thomas instead. Cho had no such luck. The Slytherin boys had thought it was hilarious to see the goody-goody Ravenclaw acting so wild, so they had kept mixing drinks for her, each one stronger than the last. By the time two am rolled around and Marietta decided it was time to go, much to the disappointment of Dean, Cho was passed out in a bush covered in vomit. Marietta and Dean had carried her back to the castle, miraculously undetected by any teachers or prefects.

Marietta was snapped out of her guilty daydream when she heard Cedric saying to Cho "she's right, you know. Eat some toast."

Grudgingly, Cho took a small bite of toast, glaring at the world in general as she did so. She was angry at the fifth years for holding the party, she was angry Marietta for convincing her to go, she was angry at the boys in the hall who obviously knew more about her night than she did, and she was angry at Cedric Diggory for being so nice to her when she didn't deserve it. Before she could stop them, the tears she had been holding back spilled over. Ignoring her pounding head and the way the world was spinning, Cho leaped up from the table and stumbled out of the great hall, back past the Slytherin boys, through the corridors and up to her room, where she threw herself face-down on her bed and cried for a long time.

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-Badger Xx