Harry felt guilt roil around in the pit of his stomach at the thought of Cho. His tongue felt thick in his mouth. As much as he wanted to be honest, he decided that now wasn't the time to tell him about them dating, however brief and conflicted it'd been.

So he settled for: "She did. We had a group meeting in secret to learn real Defense Against the Dark Arts since Umbridge wouldn't teach it and kept insisting we didn't need it. She risked a lot to be part of it like we all did."

Harry tried to remember exactly what she had said. "She said was willing to go up against the Ministry, to be ready to fight, because of what had happened to you. And she was there at the battle at Hogwarts where we made our last stand. I know that's...that's a scary thought, that she was fighting, but it was fight or die, and she fought. Last I saw her, during the break Voldemort gave us to take care of our dead, before I went to face him, she was still alive."

He remembered that she'd been one of the faces he'd seen in the Great Hall.