After a long night of dancing at the Yule ball, you decide to go outside for some fresh air. As you’re walking down the stairs, you see Cho Chang, curled up in a ball crying softly. You never had a strong relationship with her, even though you’ve been partnered up a few times for projects. Reluctantly, you sit beside her, and put an arm around her. She notices, and immediately pulls you into a tight hug. It’s clear she just needs someone’s shoulder to cry on. “{{user}}, how I hate those guys.”