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Enemy Of My Enemy	By : bloodeemaree Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2167 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Enemy Of My Enemy
- 1
Rating: PG (Mature theme)
Cho/Cedric (Possible Cho/Draco if the story continues)
Warnings: No smutty bits, sorry. Can you think of any?
Disclaimer: I make no money at all from JKR's creations nor do I ever intend to try. I am doing this for fun. Her world is just really cool to play in.

Enemy of My Enemy
She thought that the pain swelling in her chest would alleviate after she spoke with Professor Flitwick, but it hadn't. He'd been understanding and sympathetic to her, but he had next to no information about what happened. Cho Chang knew that her Head of House had gone to Professor Dumbledore and asked that the Headmaster give Cho at least a few minutes of time and consideration. Professor Flitwick was a wonderful Head of Ravenclaw House, but obviously did not carry the same weight with the Headmaster as Professor McGonagall did with Gryffindor House. Cho knew that she would get no more information tonight using authoritative routes.
The images of Harry Potter dragging her boyfriend Cedric Diggory's body from the maze, and then collapsing next to it played again in her mind. A fresh wash of tears spilled over her face and her sob echoed through the still halls of the castle. She desperately wanted to know what happened in that maze. It just wasn't fair that no one would tell her anything. Couldn't everyone see how much she was hurting? Couldn't everyone see that she cared for Cedric? Why was everyone pushing her off to the side as though she didn't matter?
She knew Harry had a crush on her. He'd asked her to the Yule Ball and she often caught him staring at her in The Great Hall during meals. While it was kind of flattering that the younger boy liked her looks, Cho was not really interested in Harry. It wasn't his age, though. It was more that he was somewhat of a geek, really. Harry was just not her type. Oh, he was famous, rumored to be rich, and a great seeker, which did make him an attractive catch, but it wasn't enough to really hold her interest.
Cedric may not have had the fame or wealth, but he was a Champion, and a great Seeker too. In addition, Cedric was handsome and Cho fancied him straight away. Cedric asked her to the Ball first and she knew that she was lost in him when he kissed her after the Ball.
Harry's crush became somewhat annoying after that. He was always blushing and staring. It was mildly creepy, really. Normally, she tried to ignore it. She couldn't exactly tell him to bugger off, now could she?
Everyone around him seemed to think he was wonderful and the Headmaster obviously favored him. At the moment Cho wasn't so sure he was all that wonderful.
Nevertheless, she thought she might be able to use his crush to her advantage tonight. If she could get into the hospital wing and talk to him, maybe he would tell her what happened. Maybe he could relieve some of the pain she was feeling. Harry would tell her. She was sure of it.
Cho padded softly towards the hospital wing. The halls seemed unnaturally quiet to her. She could hear her own soft breath and imagined that she could also hear her own beating heart being torn in half. The torches along the walls seemed dimmer than usual, somehow. As if the light mourned with her.
Cho stopped short. What was that noise? Her ears perked, but she heard only silence. She was sure she had heard something.
Mrs. Norris, perhaps? Mrs. Norris would not be an obstacle. She despised cats and would think nothing of launching Mrs. Norris into the air like a wild Bludger to get the damn thing out of her way. If the cat didn't land on its' feet, all the better.
She heard nothing for a few more seconds and began to move on, a bit more wary of her surroundings. It seemed that the shadows cast from firelight danced to an unheard beat. Darkness enveloped her and faded as she walked between torches.
She stiffened as she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise. It felt as if someone was watching her. A tingle ran down the length of her spine and her chest started to constrict in a wave of panic. Okay Cho, you are just a little freaked out. It's understandable. Pull yourself together.
She forced herself to slow down. The feeling that she was not alone in the hallway refused to leave, so she used the self-control calming techniques she'd known since she was a child. She forced her breathing to become steady and deep. She thought deeply about each movement that her legs made as she stepped forward towards the Hospital Wing. She narrowed her concentration to the muscle movement in her calves and thighs as they worked in tandem to carry her forward. She muted out the darkened castle walls and the flickering torchlight. She stared straight ahead as she walked, her goal, her breath, and her muscles focused in her mind.
When she reached the Hospital wing and saw the brighter glow coming under the door, she expelled a long soft breath. Voices coming from the wing calmed her irrational fears. She moved to the door and reached out for the handle.
An unfamiliar female voice rang out, "Sirius Black!"
Cho swiftly pulled her hand from the door.
Sirius Black? The murderer Sirius Black?
"Mum, shut up! It's OK!"
That voice sounded like Harry's friend. The redheaded one - One of the Weasleys. What's okay? Sirius Black is okay? What the devil does that mean? Was that who killed Cedric?
She recognized the next loud voice as that of the Potion Master. He sounded very angry. "Him! What's he doing here?"
Then the voices became low and it sounded as if the Headmaster was there and was interceding.
There was silence and the prickling feeling returned to the back of her neck and spine. She saw the door knob move slightly. Cho backed away from the door and pushed herself into the shadows of a small alcove just as a large black dog came loping out of the Hospital Wing. It paused briefly a few feet from where she was standing, held up its' head and sniffed the air.
Cho shuddered. It looked like a Grim. The dog shook its' matted coat vigorously and moved on, gaining speed as it headed away from Cho.
What was a dog doing in the hospital wing?
The door remained open and Cho put one foot forward, hoping to glimpse inside the wing when Professor Snape exited the same door. Cho cursed her luck.
Snape passed in front of her clutching his left arm. He seemed to be in pain and in an extremely bad temper. What is going on here?
Cho stayed in the alcove. After a moment passed, the door opened and closed. This time the Headmaster exited. He paused in front of the alcove and looked directly at her. He tilted his head slightly and asked, "Miss Chang?"
Cho began to shake, but reluctantly stepped from the alcove. "Sir?"
"I see you are hoping to talk to Harry. To question him about the evening?"
"Y-Yes, sir."
"I am very sorry, but I am afraid that will be quite impossible, Miss Chang. He's just taken a Dreamless Sleep Potion. It will be many hours before he is able to talk about the things that he has witnessed this evening. Perhaps even longer than that. Come walk with me. I am just going back to my office to see the Diggorys."
At the mention of their name, Cho felt her eyes begin to burn as tears threatened to flow once again. She caught her voice and asked plainly, "Sir, can you tell me what happened? Please?"
"I'm afraid I can only give you part of the story at this time, Miss Chang. I would like to tell you more and help put some of your hurt to rest, but I think it is best that I have a word with Cedric's parents before I do that, don't you?"
The Headmaster's face was lined with pity, worry, and something else. It was unfamiliar on his face. What was it? Fear? Apprehension?
They stopped walking and after a heartbeat of wonder Cho spoke, "What ever you can tell me will be fine, sir."
As the Headmaster spoke, Cho detected sorrow in his voice, "I can tell you now that Cedric did not suffer. He died instantly. I must also hasten to add that Harry is not to blame for Cedric's death. That is really all I can say for now, Miss Chang. I do wish that I could tell you more. However, you will learn more in time, that much I can promise you."
Cho nodded. She knew little more than she did a few minutes ago. The Headmaster doesn't blame Harry for Cedric's death. There's a headline, Cho thought wryly. Alert the sodding press. Harry could murder half the school in cold blood and the Headmaster would just look at him benevolently and smile, certain that he must have had a good reason for doing so.
She sucked in her breath and muttered quietly, "Thank you, sir."
Her eyes flicked back to the Hospital Wing.
Professor Dumbledore gently laid his hand on her shoulder, looked into her bloodshot eyes and said, "I know that this is extremely difficult for you, but I must ask you not to go back there. The Weasley family is with Harry and he is almost certainly asleep by now."
Cho nodded. "I understand, sir."
So, that was Harry's Weasley friend she'd heard.
For a brief moment, she thought that she saw Professor Dumbledore's eyes stray over her right shoulder, and then the look was gone. The Head Master motioned that they should move forward. They walked on in silence until they reached the staircase leading to Dumbledore's office.
"Good night, Miss Chang. If you have problems sleeping, please see Professor Flitwick and he can get you a Sleeping Potion from Madam Pomfrey to ease your pain for a bit."
"I will Professor."
The Headmaster gave her a reassuring smile, "I won't forget you. I promise I will talk with you further tomorrow."
"Thank you. Good night, sir."
The Headmaster nodded and rounded the alcove before the stairs. Cho continued walking towards the Ravenclaw staircase. She felt small and insignificant, as if she were an insect with no feelings that everyone assumed could be brushed aside. She cared deeply for Cedric! Cho felt like her insides were a swirling lake of fire. Anger began to replace her sadness.
How could they do this to her? How could they keep her in the dark like this? Why wouldn't anyone tell her what happened?
"Well, well. Cho Chang. What are you doing out so late? Going to see the great hero Potter, eh? Bet he loved that."
Malfoy's drawl was unmistakable.
Great. Malfoy. A perfect end to the evening.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" she hissed as she turned and faced him, her face a mask of anger and steel.
His gray eyes bored into her brown. His face twisted into a half smile as he answered her, "Oh, nothing. Just wanted to see how you are getting on, that's all."
Cho's face grimaced a bit at his blatant lie, "You were following me, weren't you?"
"For a bit, yes. I had a feeling you might be going to see Potter to find out what happened to your boyfriend. I knew you might be curious and I see that I was right," Malfoy let out a quiet, sarcastic laugh and continued, "I also see you talked to the Headmaster. Being part of Potter's fan club, I doubt he told you anything of worth."
When she spoke, Cho's voice dripped with anger, "Why? Do you know something Malfoy? If you do, out with it."
"I might. I know that Potter was involved."
Cho rolled her eyes. "Well of course he was. He was there. He was the who who brought Cedric's body back."
"That's not all Potter brought back tonight."
"What do you mean, Malfoy? Speak plainly or shut it and get away from me."
Draco tilted his head and his white blonde hair caught the torchlight and glinted red. He began to walk a slow circle around Cho. She stiffened, unwilling to show fear to him.
"You-know-who is back, Chang. And our perfect Mr. Potter helped bring him back.
Something inside Cho clicked and she felt anger rising to her face making it feel warm. Weakly she responded, "I don't believe you, Malfoy."
Although he was only slightly taller than she, Cho felt him lean into her from behind. She could feel his breath on her neck as he moved his hands to her shoulders. She stood very still in silence for what felt like minutes.
When he finally spoke, she could smell his breath. It smelled sweet, like peppermint, "No? Cedric was killed by a curse, Chang. An unforgivable. Think about it. Think about the people who are capable of that.racoraco pulled back slightly.
Cho thought back on hearing that woman cry out the name 'Sirius Black' immediately followed by the admonition from Harry's friend that it was "OK". Wasn't Black a follower of the Dark Lord? Maybe there was truth in what Malfoy was saying.
Malfoy walked back around and probed her face with silky gray eyes. Without loosing eye contact, she nodded at him to continue.
"Think about it, Chang." Draco's smile broadened, "Remember, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."
He turned away from her and walked toward the dungeons. He looked once over his shoulder at her with what she could only describe as a secret smile.
Cho was silent. Draco had just told her more than anyone else had all night. Nevertheless, the thought of You-Know-Who returning was, well, impossible. It just wasn't true. It couldn't be.
Could it?
If it was, why would Harry be involved? He was the person who had defeated him twice before.
Or had he?
Most of the tales she'd heard about The Boy Who Lived resembled myth and rumors. Hardly the basis for making a judgment. But, he was a Parselmouth; everyone knew that. Could he have been responsible for Cedric's death? Did Harry actually know Sirius Black? There had been rumors during her fourth year that Sirius Black was somehow related to Harry. Was Harry somehow responsible for Cedric's death by knowing Sirius Black?
Cho knew she didn't trust Malfoy, but his words rang the truest of all she'd heard this evening. She would find out more tomorrow and then she would consider what Malfoy had told her. If there were truth to it, she would speak to him again.
Deep in thought, Cho slowly walked back to her dormitory.
A/N: I'm not sure what I am going to do with this little puppy. It doesn't have to be an orphan and live in the cupboard all alone. Any ideas? I bet I can make this smutty as hell later on. If for nothing else just to be a completely evil BloodeeMaree and give my beta Hettie heart failure for making her think Draco is sexy. That could be loads of fun, really.
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