Cho Chang strolled behind Cedric Diggory through the hallway, feeling more miserable with the moment. Cho kept her distance, not wanting to force her company upon Cedric, who would rather wanted her away than close, or so she guessed. She wouldn't want somebody close who had wounded her. But she felt stupid not saying anything too. Just say something, she thought.

'Does it…hurt a lot?' she asked hoarse.

'It was just an accident, it isn't your fault.'Cedrc replied.

'I did not ask that.'Cho said.

'It doesn't hurt.'

She rolled her eyes, daring to come a little closer. Than Cedric swiftly laid his hand on her shoulder and Cho held her breath feeling how her stomach protesting against the sudden butterflies that made her lovesick.

'Cho,' he said. 'do not worry.'

She got all warm inside when he said her name and felt just the slightest bit better. His hand lingered for a moment on her shoulder but then it disappeared and her shoulder suddenly felt empty.

As they reached the hospital wing Madame Pomfrey stood on the doorstep already, sighing.
She clearly got notice of his little 'accident' already.

'Mr. Diggory, you are back very soon. Should I start to worry already?'

He made an uninterested sound and grinned, running his hands through his hair and moaned softly when his fingers touched the wound.

'Very smart.' The nurse huffed a little and she made a hand gesture to the bed. 'Settle yourself, I will check your wound.'

Cedric apparently wasn't totally unknown at the hospital wing and Cho flinched as he groaned in pain and she wasn't sure to run away crying or to comfort him. He repeated to her not to worry as he climbed on the bed and gave her one of his sweet smiles again, though he still looked drunk. She couldn't help smiling back at him.

Madame Pomfrey returned and asked what happened. 'You were showing off again right?' she guessed. Cho smiled half, it must be a common fact, Cedric showing off, but it just suited him.
'I was not!' Cedric protested dramatic.
Cho laughed softly, stopping right away as he stared at her. She couldn't picture him not showing off, it was his thing and he got away with it, cause he was so….he was so….Cho's mind started stuttering trying to describe him and how she wished she could step a little closer to him and touch his face, wiping the dirty blood off. Again her eyes wondered to his lips. She would give everything to touch those. Even if it was just with her fingers. She noticed he bit them a lot. To kiss that better…

'Why do I not believe that?'Madam Pomfrey asked.

'It was my fault,' She said and Cho looked down. It was her fault. She had hurt him. With her stupid mixed up spells.

'It was an accident,' Cedric said in her defense and Cho looked at him. 'Don't you worry, Cho Chang. I already said so now, didn't I?'

Cho smiled, nodding shyly as he spoke her full name. He wasn't helping her case, trying to hide her desperate childish feelings for him.

'Besides I will be out of here in now time,'Cedric added, but Madame Pomfrey huffed in disagreement.

'I don't think so, this is a deep cut. You almost cracked your skull!'

Cho felt how her head got light as if she had the crack in her skull and grabbed the bed for support. Cracked…skull…She was sure she was close to a white person now.

'Well but my skull isn't cracked isn't it?' Cedric asked and Madame Pomfrey shook her head.

'I'm sorry!' Cho simply didn't know what else to say.

'It's not your fault.' Cedric repeated again and Cho started to feel even more stupid. He must find her annoying.

Cedric asked if he would be out before seven but Madame Pomfrey again shook her head.

'We will keep you a night for observation.'

'What!' he stared at her in total horror his hands twirling themselves in the blankets before he jumped up. 'You can't do that! The Quidditch selections are this evening!'

'I'm sorry, but I can't let you go. Worry more about your health than about that place in the team, next year there's another chance.'

'But my dad…' Cedric mumbled softly.

Cho looked at him as he said that. He obviously wanted to please his dad with this and now she didn't only destroyed his skull but also his chance to get into the Quidditch team and if it meant just half as much for him as for her, he must really hate her right now.
'Your dad would rather have you healthy as well, not?'

He did not answer that question, chewing his lip furious and Madame Pomfrey pushed him back on the bed.

'I think he would.'

He didn't sound to sure and Cho wondered what kind of father he had that made him doubt the fact if his father rather had his son in a team with a cracked skull than save.

Madame Pomfrey moved away to make a healing potion. Cho watched how Cedric jumped up grabbing his stuff the moment she was out of sight.

'W-what are you going to do?'She stuttered.

'I am not going to miss the selection, that's a sure thing.' Cedric grumbled and moved himself half running to the door, sneaking out. Cho followed him nervous and pulled his sleeve then.

'I don't think this is a good idea, Cedric.'

She could already picture the boy die by her fault. As she said his name he looked up and tapped her hand. The spot seemed to burn afterwards.

'I will be fine, I just need to do this.' He started walking again.

'For who?'

'For no one.'

'For your dad?'

Cho regretted the question right away and saw how Cedric froze and his bag dropped on the stone floor.

'You know nothing about my dad, I will do this for myself!'

Cho cringed, his angry voice making her wanna beg for forgiveness and take it all back. She didn't know how she succeeded in making everything worse and worse.

'I saw you looking at Madame Pomfrey as she mentioned your dad and I…' She tried to made it better, but she wasn't sure if she did. 'I'm sorry…'

She watched how Cedric's look grew soft again and she dared to breathe again.

'Hey, Cho… You're just…worried, you should not be ashamed for that.'

'It's not my business.' She mumbled. 'But will you be… careful I mean I almost cracked your skull, as the nurse said…' What if he would drop in the middle of the sky? She wasn't sure if she would survive that. More important, if he would survive that.

'I'm always careful.' Cedric chuckled. 'It will be all okay, I will just fly the best I can, catch the snitch and come in that team…'

'And then?' Cho wondered. She looked at his lips again, it became some sort of addiction.

'And then I'll go back to Madame Pomfrey, where McGonagall will give me some lifelong detention or so…'

She laughed. He was funny. Handsome, funny, friendly, strong, talented…Everything pointed him on being prefect.

'Go back to your class, I will get you in trouble, I have to run.' He chuckled and smiled at her, winking for a moment. Cho felt her cheeks coloring red.

'I…I will.' She mumbled. 'Can I come, tonight to the selections?' It was out before she knew it but she didn't regret it when she saw his face.

'Off course!' he said with a wide smile, then a calling voice sounded through the hallway.

'DIGGORY!'

It startled Cho and she looked over her shoulder, hearing the furious sound of Madame Pomfrey and she knew she was better off getting out of here too.

'Oops!' he muttered and smiled at Cho, before quickly tapping her hair and running as fast as he could, disappearing into the hallway.

'Bye…' she said to silently for him to hear with a little smile at her face, feeling the place of her hair where he had touched her and leaned against the wall for a moment for support and made squealing noise of happiness but made a run for it when she heard Madame Pomfrey again.

She was late, but she promised Cedric to come so she would. She speeded towards the field and knew to put herself somewhere on the tribune. Cedric was already in the air, looping as if there never was a cracked skull and she smiled. He liked Quidditch obviously just as much as she did. As he noticed her he yelled her name, as if he was happy to see her and she waved, cheering to him softly and feeling a bit silly but as she saw it really made him happy she went on and that was when he caught the snitch.

'Brilliant catch Diggory!' yelled the captain.

And again showing off, Cedric made another loop and even Cho could have told that was one to much, cause she saw how his eyes rolled drunk once again and how he and his broom crashed into the tribune and she shrieked, picturing the most horrible horror scenario's in a flash and she ran towards him. Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall beat her to it.

Cho fell how tears well up in her eyes. Her fault , her fault. She shouldn't have let him play, she should have made sure he at least drunk the potion. She shouldn't have cracked his skull in the first place…

'Miss Chang, maybe it's better if you go inside,'

'No let me stay here!' Cho felt how she got hysteric.

She felt the thin arm of Marietta around her than, she didn't shook them off and hovered over Cedric, her tears dripping on his cheek and she touched his for a moment.

He did not respond. Again blood streaming over his face and if his skull wasn't cracked it sure was now…'Miss Edgecombe, would you like to take miss Chang to the hospital wing for a moment?

Cho shook her head and grabbed her handkerchief wiping away some of Cedric's blood. It was the least she could do for him.

'Come one Cho, they will do that,' Marietta said.

'But I want to do it!' Cho yelled and tried to struggle Marietta, but this time she showed know mercy and dragged her away. Cho hold the handkerchief tight, Cedric's blood on it. And she held it against her sobbing as if it was her most valued treasure.