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Paying For His Pedestal	By : twocanz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Cho Views: 82652 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 15
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Chapter 16 � Three
Plus One Equals Forgetfulness?

Wednesday was a sex-less Wednesday for Cho.� Mostly it was that way because she avoided
Harry.� She had broken two of her rules
in one day; she had kissed Harry and she allowed him to spend the night with her
at her request not because they had no choice.�
Cho was torn between why she did it, and how could she avoid it again.� And she just needed time away from him to get
her head together.� But the other reason
for her sex-less Wednesday was because Harry seemed too distraught, and heavily
guarded by his friends and girlfriend to get away to be with her.� However, Cho knew better.� She knew Harry couldn�t stay away from her
for an entire day, especially in his present state.� And the Ravenclaw knew that if he didn�t
touch her all day that day, she would find him climbing into her bed that
night.� But until that time, Cho went on
about her day, trying to focus on her actual world around her, not the world
Harry had her locked in.�

After waking up alone, Cho was pleasantly surprise that morning
when she went down to her common room and found her Comet 350 leaning against
the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw.� And her
teammates were happy that she had found her Comet 350 leaning against the
statue of Rowena Ravenclaw as well.�
After practice, Cho rushed back to the school well before her
teammates.� Fleeing the cold December air
that was seeping into her bones, Cho started having flashbacks of her
hyperthermia courtesy of Harry last Friday evening.� Finally her focus was on other things, as Cho
dreamed of a hot shower, some warm flannel pajamas, and tucking into her bed
well before Harry would surely visit her that night.

But her lack of focus on where she was walking and the sound
of her teeth chattering, cause Cho to not hear the set of feet and snickering
coming from behind her.� However, the
moment she felt herself pushed harshly down to the ground, she was well aware
of her surroundings, and most distressingly as she turned around, the people
who had entered it.

�She won�t be much of a challenge, Goyle,� Crabbe said to
his equally large partner.� �Gives it up
easy, this one.� Vaisey�s still bragging
about it, isn�t he?�

�You�re right, Crabbe.�
Vaisey said she didn�t even blink when he shoved his cock in her mouth,�
said Goyle, looking down at her, and to her dismay, rubbing a bulge in the
front of his pants.

Cho was stricken with fear.�
She had been raped before, but the idea of these two raping her, made
her want to kill herself rather then endure it.�
The memories of it alone would send her out a window.� �No�please�� she begged, crawling backward on
the floor.� �God�no��

�Begging for it now, are we?� Crabbe said with a sadistic
chuckle.� �We know when you whores say
�no� you really mean �yes�!�

�Yeah,� added Goyle, breathlessly as he was enjoying his
hand on his hardness.� �Especially
you.� We know how much you like two at a
time!�

Cho continued her crawl and stopped when she finally felt
her broom handle poking her bottom on the ground.� �I�I don�t�that�s�just a rumor�it�s not�true
- PLEASE, leave me alone!� PLEASE don�t
do this!�� She fought back the tears; she
wasn�t going to cry over this, she was going to get away�this time.

�Sorry, Love,� said Goyle, and at that last word, Cho wanted
to rip his eyes out for more reasons than just the pending rape.� �Been wanting you for a while.� Miss Pretty-Popular.� Having all the boys wank off to visions of
you sucking their hard cocks!� Well,
we�re here to make that fantasy come true for us!�

Crabbe laughed as he began rubbing his hardness as
well.� �She can suck you off, mate.� But I�m fucking her in every hole I can shove
my bloody cock in!�

Cho felt like vomiting.�
There was no way she could let this happen to her.� Not again.�
So when they advanced on her, both unzipping their pants and pulling out
their unimpressive dicks, Cho reached behind herself, grabbed the handle of her
broom, and swung it wildly from the floor at them as she screamed for help at
the top of her lungs.

In her assault, she managed to knock Goyle to the ground,
holding his eye with a bristle from her broom sticking out behind his
hand.� Crabbe was able to dodge her broom
as he made it closer, so Cho kicked her foot up in the air and stomped his
exposed penis.� Crying in pain as he hit
the floor, Cho was finally able to get to her feet.� As she tried to run, however, she felt an
invisible cord wrap around her waist.�
She turned around to see that Goyle had gotten to his feet, still
holding his eye.� With a yank of his
wand, Cho�s whole body jerked forward and toward him.� Then she felt a harsh kick to the side of her
knee.� Crabbe, still holding his manhood,
had lifted his foot to kick her even further into his partner�s arms.� Once Goyle had her in his grasp, Cho
scratched at his face and body.�� But the
Asian beauty still caught a harsh backhand to her cheek, sending her whirling
around until she hit a wall with other side of her face.� Tears of searing pain stung her eyes, but she
still fought and screamed when Goyle grabbed her once more.

�Ruddy little bitch!� he screamed through clenched teeth and
he fought to grab her swinging arms.�
�Crabbe, help me with this whore!�

Cho saw stars when Goyle landed another harsh slap to her
already bruised face.� And through the
stars, she felt her body being jerked and pulled.� As she opened her eyes, she could see Crabbe
yanking and tearing her practice robe off her, and ripping opening the button
on her riding pants as Goyle held her arms.

�GOD�PLEASE!� she screamed to the ceiling of the corridor,
knowing once her pants were off it would be over for her.� Tears were falling in streams as she felt her
pants coming down her legs.�
�Pleeaassssee�.�

�Shut the fuck up, you blasted whore!� Goyle shouted in her
face.� �Two at time, mate!� he said over
her shoulder.� �You get in her arse, and
I�ll fuck that pussy right!�

�Right!� Then we
switch!� I want that pussy too!� We may very well break this one, Goyle!� Alright then, mate, get her up so I can get
in!� Crabbe instructed.

The word �break� echoed through Cho�s mind and stabbed every
part of her body.� Briefly, she thought
of what her body would be like after they were done with her.� And just as briefly, Cho worried that Harry
wouldn�t want her anymore after they damaged her body that was owned by
him.� Then in yet another brief moment,
something internal called for Harry, almost making the Ravenclaw shout out
assailant�s name to save her from the Slytherins.

Just as Cho was nearly delirious with fear, and trying to
find some sort of place to send her mind before her body would be taken over by
the disgusting goons, Goyle suddenly flew away from her.� The sudden departure, and because he had been
holding her arms, sent Cho flying to the ground.� The Ravenclaw opened her eyes to see Goyle on
his back, and what looked like the back of Harry on top him.� Cho could see Harry�s arm lifting up and down
as he pounded the Slytherin in the face.

�Bloody hell!� shouted Crabbe from behind her, and she saw
him rush passed her then leap on the back of Harry.

�NO!� Cho shouted, then stood up and quickly pulled her
pants up that were still around her ankles.�
They wouldn�t button anymore, but she didn�t care, Harry was presently
being punched in the back and chest by the thugs on the floor.� Without thinking twice about, Cho leapt on
Goyle and began pounding on his chest with all her might.

�Cho, NO!� Harry shouted as he caught another hit in his
spine by Crabbe.� �Go!� Get�out of�here!� he shouted at her as he
fought.

Cho didn�t listen as she tore at the Slytherin�s face.� But her fight didn�t last long when Goyle
punched the girl in the eye sending her flying off him and down the hall a few
feet away.� Cho could see stars, moons,
and tiny Hippogriffs flying around when her head hit the stone of the
floor.� All sound in the hall seemed to
fade away, only spurts could be heard in the far distance.� The only thing she felt was the pain in her
head from her eye and the back of her head from the ground.� She didn�t hear Crabbe�s instructions for
Goyle to get her, and that he could handle Harry until Goyle was done with
her.� She couldn�t feel her pants being
pull down once more, and off her body this time.� And she didn�t feel her legs being lifted and
spread open.� But what Cho did feel was
something hard at her entrance.� And in
her delusion brought on by pain, she thought it was Harry.

�Yes, Harry�� she barely moaned.� �I need you�put it inside me��

�Bloody, filthy, whore!�
Been fucking Potter too, have you?� Goyle growled at her.� The words, not sounding at all like Harry,
brought Cho back through the pain.� She
opened her eyes to the disgusting, pummeled, swollen face of Gregory Goyle
above her, not Harry Potter.� �Now, I�m
really going to enjoy this!� he added, looking set to push into her
opening.� But Cho quickly reached down
between then and grabbed his tiny dick with both hands and squeezed it until he
screamed out in pain.� As his hand
retracted back to slap her once more, he was flipped around by that very arm
and was soon lying next to Cho on the floor.

Cho watched Harry jump on top of him and resume his pounding
of his face.� She glanced down the hall
to see Crabbe crawling on one arm toward his wand, with his other tucked under
him, and grimaced at the sight of the bone protruding out the forearm.� Cho sat up, her head throbbing in every
direction.� But the Ravenclaw didn�t
care, she had to stop Crabbe and get back to Harry before he killed Goyle.� Standing up slowly, she abandoned the idea of
putting her pants on, and found her wand in her ripped robe.� Rushing over to the crawling Slytherin, he
smiled up at her with bloody, broken or crooked teeth.

�Still�want it�don�t you�whore?� Sit that�pretty pussy on my face.� I want to�taste all the cock�you�ve had
shoved in there!� Crabbe spat out bravely, eyeing her panty-less
mid-section.� �Potter should
be�more�willing to�share you with us�since you�re�fucking him too.� Bloody cunt!�

That was it for Cho, and the Ravenclaw lifted her foot and
kicked the Slytherin in the face, hearing the wonderful sound of a cracked nose
while knocking him out cold.� �Dumb fuck,
Harry shares me with no one!�

Cho contemplated what to do with the Slytherin for a moment
until she heard her original assailant cry out in pain after several additional
cracks were heard.� She could see Harry fall
to his side, off of Goyle, while holding his blood spurting hand with crooked
fingers.� Goyle wasn�t moving much when
Cho made it over there, but she could assess quite easily from the blood shape
fist print near the Slytherin�s head on the ground, that one of Harry�s punches
missed its target.

His face red from excruciating pain, Harry still managed to
meet the Ravenclaw�s eyes.� �Love�Love�go
on�ge-get out of here!� I�ll�take care�of
them��

Cho shook her head and drop down to her bare knees beside Harry.� She held his arm that held his bleeding
hand.� �No, Harry!� Come on�let�s get you out of here,� she said,
trying to ease him to sit up.

�No!� Harry tried to shout angrily, but it sounded more pain
induced.� �They�may get up�before we�get
out of here�I�I�can�t let them�touch you�again��

The Ravenclaw was beginning to get angry at her
assailant/hero.� �Damn it, Harry!� If I don�t mend this as soon as possible,
you�re hand is going to be a lot worse off!�
Now get up!� We�re leaving
together!�� With much pain coursing
through her own body from the blows she had suffered, Cho pulled the damaged
Chosen One to his feet.

�Leave me�� Harry ordered, holding his dripping hand in
front of him.

�Shut it!� Cho ordered, and released him.� Leaving him to stand alone for a moment, she
gathered her belongings, and soon stood in front of the moaning Goyle with her
wand pointed at his face.� He was hardly
recognizable after Harry�s beating.� To
Cho, his face looked like a shredded raw steak.�
�Obliviate!� she said as a white light shot out of her wand and entered
Goyle�s head.

�Love?� called Harry with confusion in his voice.� But Cho ignored him and walked over to Crabbe
to do the same thing.� �Cho�what��

�They�know about�us, Harry,� she explained tentatively, but impatiently.� �I�when Goyle was set to�go inside me�I
thought�I don�t know�my head�I thought it was�you.� I said your name.� I�said I�needed�you.� They�ll tell!�
I had too�do it.�

Harry looked down at the defeated figures on the floor, then
at his bleeding hand.� �Love�� he began
quietly.

�Just one more thing,� Cho said, interrupting him.� She leaned her broom up against the wall,
then reached down and grabbed Crabbe�s wand with the leg of her pants, careful
not to touch the wood of the stick with her bare hand.� With the swish of his wand, a piece of
parchment appeared in mid-air, and words began to scribble their way onto
it.� With another swish of his wand, the
parchment landed on Crabbe�s forehead and stuck in place for other reasons then
the blood drying across it.� The
Ravenclaw pointed his wand at his hands and without saying a word, she bound
them with his ankles.� Walking over to
the barely moaning Goyle, Cho perform the same routine but with his wand.� After placing his wand beside him, still holding
Crabbe�s, she flicked it in the air causing another piece of parchment to
appear.� This time the parchment
scribbled a note on its self and folded into a small dragon before flying at
top speed down the corridor.� Satisfied
with her work, Cho dropped Crabbe�s wand, grabbed her broom and her assailant,
and pulled them down the hall.

�Cho�� began Harry, his voice heavy with pain, but also
confusion.� �What�what was that?�

The seventh year continued pulling Harry down the hall with
her, ignoring his hisses of pain from her pulling, and ignoring her own body
screaming in pain from it as well.� �The
notes on their forehead said that they admit that they were raping girls about
the school, and their wands magically signed their names.� That bit of origami, well, they could very
well bleed to death on the ground there.�
Not that they don�t deserve it,� she added through clenched teeth as
they rounded another corner and started up a flight of stairs.� �So that note will find it�s way to the first
professor, or adult it encounters.� But
it won�t be traced back to me for creating it.�
Here!� Cho said, pulling Harry into their Quickie Room near her Tower.

Transfiguring a chair quickly from a bucket, Cho pushed
Harry down into it.� She pulled her pants
back on her having just realized she had walked the halls of Hogwarts bare-ass
and not invisible inside her open torn robe.�
Then she kneeled before Harry and took his bleeding hand.� Working diligently, and quickly, Cho had
Harry�s fingers straight.� However, this
was not without him screaming so loudly, that the potion bottles of
disinfectant shook.� Soon, Cho�s wand was
releasing a white, thin clothe that swirled around Harry�s knuckles and
fingers, that tightened around his hand causing the Gryffindor hero to bite his
lip enough to make it bleed if it wasn�t already.

�Oh, I suppose I should have used a numbing spell on you
first.� Sorry, Harry.� I didn�t think about that straightaway.� I just wanted the blood to stop and to get
your fingers straighten as soon as possible,� Cho apologized, then tapped her
wand on his wrist and the tip of each finger.�
When she began to pull the broken fingers again, and Harry didn�t so
much as flinch, she knew the spell had work.�

She continued her work on his bruises, cuts and gashes in
quiet, concentrating hard as a good future Healer should.� But the seventh year could feel the boring of
the sixth year�s eyes on her as she repaired him.� Cho�s brown eyes met green, sad, and confused
ones.� Ignoring the questions in her mind
as to why he was watching her so fixedly, Cho continued to exam the sore
patches on his chest, stomach, and tender ribcage.

�Why, Love?� she barely heard Harry say out loud as she
closed a cut on his side.

The raven-haired girl looked into his eyes and narrowed hers
in confusion.� �Why what, Harry?�

Harry didn�t respond verbally, but with his bandage and his
good hand, he pulled hers away from his body gently.� He leaned forward and winced in pain, but
didn�t stop his movement.� Cho watched
him as he held her wrists and came closer.�
Then, with his good hand, he softly touched her aching cheek.� Now it was Cho�s turned to wince in pain.

�Look what they�ve done to your�beautiful face, Cho,� he
said just above a whisper.

Cho�s eyes widened in shock a little at his statement.� She had to find her voice to speak.� �So I�m�beautiful now�am I?� she tried to
joke, but Harry�s blank expression indicated that humor was wasted on him at
the moment.

His hand gingerly glided across her cheek once more.� �You�ve always been beautiful, Cho.� Since the very first day I saw you,� he said,
still just above a whisper, his face as expressionless as his tone.

The Ravenclaw could no longer stay trapped in the emerald
gaze watching her.� She looked down
hoping to find his pants ripped so that she may heal something on his leg.� She couldn�t find anything.� �I�thought I was�gorgeous.� Now I�m beautiful and gorgeous?� How ever do I manage it?� she said with
forced humor.

Cho received no verbal response from the Boy Hero right
away.� His thumb just continued gently
sweeping across her swollen cheek.�
Finally, just when she couldn�t bare the silence any longer, he
spoke.� �Look what I�ve done to you,� he
said with pain in his voice.

Cho instantly lifted her head still in Harry�s hand.� �You?�
Harry, Crabbe and Goyle attacked me, not you!� she explained, narrowing
her eyes in confusion.

�I�ve never attacked you, Love?� he asked blankly.

�I�� began Cho, but then understood what he meant.� �Harry��

Harry�s head lowered for a moment as he held her cheek.� �This is�all my fault��

�Harry�� said Cho, exasperatedly.

�No, Love,� Harry started, �if I�hadn�t�hurt you the way I
did�then you wouldn�t have�needed it�so much that you allowed�Michael and
Vaisey,� he added through clenched teeth, �to touch you.� Then, the whole bloody school finding out
about�the wrong thing��

�Harry!� Cho exclaimed out of irritation.� �Crabbe and Goyle attacked me because they�ve
attacked several girls in this school for the past two years, and every one has
been too afraid to step forward and tell.�
They attacked me�because I was an easy target tonight.� Not because��

�Because I�hurt you, Love! Because I took out my
frustrations with the world on you!�
Because I made you into a sexual�fiend, as you�ve said!�� Harry explained.� �That�s why they did it.� You wouldn�t have been such a good target if
the rumors weren�t true!� I�ve fucked you
over in so many ways, Cho�I��

Cho exhaled angrily.�
�Harry, stop it!� I�� But Cho�s words stopped when Harry lowered
his head suddenly and released her cheek.�
They were both quiet for a moment, Cho�s mind whirling with his words,
their past, and their present.�

�Why didn�t you just leave me in the corridor on the floor
with the oth�� he started in such a low tone, she could barely hear while
sitting directly in front of him.� �I
belong with those�� he whispered, stopping again.

The Ravenclaw did not know how to respond to the hurting
hero.� She mended his wounds as best she
could, but he was in a pain that she couldn�t get too with a spell.� Well, there was always one way Cho made Harry
feel better when he hurt inside, but neither one seemed up for it.�

Watching his bandaged hand trembling in front of him, Cho
touched it gently.� Harry seemed to lower
his head even more as he wanted his chin to make contact with his blood stained
t-shirt.

�I tried�� he began suddenly, barely audible but startling
her in the quiet storage room.� �I
was�watching you�on the map�I saw them�standing in the corridor you were set to
turn down.� But all I did was sit up in
my bed.� Thought perhaps�your dot�would
just�walk through theirs.� But�no,� Harry
said, pain evident in his voice.� Then I
saw your dot bouncing between them�I ran as fast as I could out the Tower�I
tried, Love!� he exclaimed, emphasizing his point by jerking his hands
down.� �I�tried to get to you�to stop
them�to KILL them for�whatever they maybe doing to you!� But I was�to late�� he added quietly.

�No, Harry,� Cho said, sitting up on her aching knees to be
as close to his face as possible.� �They
didn�t get a chance to�hurt me�� You��

�They did hurt you!� he interrupted her.� �They�hit you, bruised your beautiful face,
tormented you�all the things I�ve don��

�Then help me, Harry,� she interrupted him this time.

Harry lowered his head again.� �Had you left me in the corridor with them, I
would have��

�No, I mean, I can�t very well heal my face without seeing
what I look like,� she stated matter-of-factly.�
�And I�can�t very well go into my House with my face battered without raising
suspicion.� Help me, Harry.� Please?� she pleaded, touching his chin to
lift his eyes to hers.

Harry watched her for a moment in silence, and Cho could see
the red around the green; something she newly hated.� His eyes spoke of numerous things Cho couldn�t
decipher at the moment.� Or maybe she
didn�t want too.� A sick feeling in her
stomach confirmed that it was the latter.

�My�� Harry began just above a whisper, swallowing hard at
the same time, �wand hand is done in, Love.�

Cho sighed rubbing his bruised cheek, feeling something
inside that contributed to the sickening feeling in her stomach.� �Try, won�t you, Harry?� she pleaded softly.

His emerald gazed penetrated her even more deeply than he
ever had during sex.� Cho felt as though he
was trying to read her mind, like his eyes were searching inside of her skull.� He watched her so intensely in the moment of
silence, that it made her own eyes hurt to watch him.� But Cho�s brown eyes never left Harry�s
green.

�Yes, Love,� he finally said, and pulled his wand out for
the first time since he ran into Cho�s attack.

�Brilliant,� Cho said, smiling slightly with her swollen
lip.� �Now, I�ll tell you the incantation
and you�� But Cho�s words stopped mid-sentence
when Harry flicked his wand quickly toward her face.� The Ravenclaw could feel some form of magic
enter her head, but she couldn�t tell what it was.� �Harry!�
What did��

�Sorry, Love,� Harry said evenly, solemnly, then paused
before continuing.� �And I�m sorry that
I�thought I could heal your lip, but I must not know the proper incantation,�
he explained in the same manner.

Cho narrowed her eyes at him once again, but decided not to ask
any questions.� �That�s�quite alright,
Harry.� Now the proper incantation for
healing a swollen lip would be��

After Cho had helped Harry as best she could, help her as
best he could, the Ravenclaw checked her reflection on the side of a glass
cleansing potion in the storage room.�
Harry�s bandage, broken hand, and lack of healing charms training,
insured that the pretty seventh year would be wearing make-up the following
day.� She wouldn�t have to use much, but
enough to make sure no one asked questions.�
Her head was no longer hurting, Harry having known the proper
incantation for a pain-relieving spell.�
But what Cho did worry about was Harry�s hand.� It would be very noticeable, the bandage and
the fact that he�s Harry Potter with a bandage.�
What would sure follow breakfast the next day, would be heroic stories
of Harry swinging through the air on a dragon�s tail, crashing hand first into
a plate glass window to save a group of blind Muggle orphans with ear
infections from the clutches of an evil Death Eater and a bunny with
rabies.� She was also sure that by nights
end tomorrow, she would find herself on her back as Harry fucks each ridiculous
story away with her, crying that he can�t get deep enough inside her to hide
from his pedestal.�

Cho sighed at the thought of their forthcoming Thursday, but
it was old hat for her by now.� One thing
she knew she would not be doing, and that was dispelling any of the lies with
the truth.� If she came forward, and
Crabbe and Goyle didn�t remember her attack, a simple mind read by a highly
trained wizard may reveal the truth about that night.� She could not have that.� The Ravenclaw didn�t know why, and she ignored
the growing nausea in her belly.�
Although she didn�t plan on telling the truth, she did plan to counter
ever rumor with an unfavorable retort about Harry�s abilities.� It wouldn�t make her popular with the world
on the Harry Potter Bandwagon, but she knew he would greatly appreciate it�and
show her.

�Go straight to your House, Harry,� Cho requested as they
headed toward the door of their Quickie Room.�
�I�don�t want you to wander that hall that Crabbe and Goyle may possibly
still be lying in.� I rather no one find
some way to link you to what happened.�
Please, Harry?� she pleaded, knowing she�d have too.

Harry watched her for a moment, that emerald gaze surely
seeing out the back of her head.� �I�m
walking you to your Tower, Love.�

Cho shook her head.�
�No, Harry, it�s not necessary.�
It�s just around the corner.� I
want you to get back to your Tower as soon as��

�Cho,� Harry said with much emphasis through his clenched
teeth, and the Ravenclaw fell silent instantly.�
�I�m walking you back to your Tower,� he explained slowly, but
pointedly.

The seventh year opened her mouth and then closed it.� She had never backed down to Harry since he
stopped bounding her to random things.�
But standing there under his now glare at her, she decided it best not
to say anything else at the moment.� Then
gathering her broom, she headed toward the door.

They walked in silence the few yards they covered to Ravenclaw Tower.�
Once in front of the large eagle knocker, Harry turned and stood in
front of her.� �Love��

�Yes, Harry?� Cho answered, expecting he had something more
he wanted to say.

Harry lowered his eyes toward her feet for a moment, then
exhaled and looked back into her eyes.�
�I�� he began strongly, but stopped and looked away.� Cho watched him nervously now, unsure what he
was about to say to her.� And when he
finally looked at her with a resolute hint in his eyes, she became even more
nervous.� �I�don�t want you walking alone
anymore.� I don�t care what time of day it
is, I don�t care how far you have to go, I don�t care if you don�t like the
people you�re with, I don�t want you walking around Hogwarts alone anymore,� he
explained firmly.

Cho narrowed her eyes in confusion, and for some reason felt
like her father had suddenly entered the hallway, reissuing the house rules to
her eight year old self.� �Harry, don�t
be ridicu��

�Cho, this is not up for discussion!� he said in a tone that
was reminiscent of the beginning of the school year, the beginning of
their�whatever it was.� �I don�t give a
bloody fuck if it�s McLaggen, and he feels the need to snog you breathless
every time he walks you.� I don�t care if
it�s that ruddy cunt Marietta�she
just�better keep her hands off you,� he added, then cleared his throat.� �Walk with Terry.� I don�t care who it is, Love.� And if you can�t find anyone to walk with
you, I want you to use the disillusionment charm.� And if you�re too tired, too happy, too
angry, too whatever to hold the charm on you, I want you to come and get me,
I�ll walk you myself.� I don�t care who
I�m with when you need me, I�ll walk with you.�
But you are not to walk alone.� Is
that quite understood?�

�Harry!� Cho said with much irritation, and ready to argue.

�Cho!� he said with much resolution, and not in the mood to
argue.

�I can take care of myself, you know?� she scoffed.� �I was just�distracted, is all.� Don�t you think I�d be more cautious about my
surroundings now?� I won�t let anyone get
the upper hand on me like that again��

�Yeah,� Harry began, cynically, �and how many time was I
able to leap out of nowhere and snatch you away in the beginning of the year,
Cho?� After the first, second, third
encounters, I was still able to get you, wasn�t I?�� Cho was speechless as she watched Harry�s
expression turn sinisterly angry.� �And
so help me GOD, Love, if ANYONE thinks of putting their hands on you like
Crabbe and Goyle have�like�I have�I will kill them!� he said through clenched
teeth.� �There will be no fighting, there
will be no turning them over to authorities!�
There will only be death by my wand, by my hands if I�m able to rip
their fucking hearts out!�

The immense anger in the Gryffindor�s eyes, frightened the
Ravenclaw, not for her safety but that of anyone that would be foolish enough
to touch her.� She watched him turn his
fury-heavy eyes away from her as he took several breaths as if to calm
himself.� Cho didn�t think it was
working.

�Harry, I�m not a�� began Cho, but was interrupted when
Harry turned toward the knocker and gave the answer to the riddle.

�The hands of a clock,� he said to the eagle knocker and the
door creaked opened.

Cho sighed, seeing no way to reason with her assailant while
angry at least.� �Harry�� she began
again, her voice void of annoyance.� �I
don�t think�� But her words were
interrupted again when she suddenly found herself in Harry�s arms, being held
in a tight embrace.� Locked against his
body, she instinctively put her free arm around his neck while her other held
her broom.� She didn�t know why she was
presently being hugged, held so lovingly, but it felt good to the Ravenclaw
after the night she had just had.� Ready
to close her eyes and rest her head on his chest, Cho exhaled.

�Just promise me, Love,� she barely heard him say over her
shoulder.� �Please?�

Cho was listening to his heart beating in his chest more
than his words.� �Yes, Harry,� she agreed
before she knew it.

He released her slowly before she realized it, and kissed
her forehead with his own newly mended lips.�
�Thank you, Love,� he said, then pushed opened her house door, and
nearly pushed her through it.

�Har�� she began to the closing door, but stopped when she
realized she was in her common room.�
Luckily, when Cho turned around, there weren�t very many people inside,
and the few that were, barely acknowledged her existence.� Cho exhaled heavily, and decided to go up for
a nice long shower.

********************************************************************

The very next day was somewhat as the Ravenclaw had
predicted.� Sitting at her table for
breakfast, Cho read Terry�s copy of the Daily Prophet.� According to the magical newspaper, two sons
of known and imprisoned Death Eaters had been raping unsuspecting girls at
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.�
The two boys were apparently found beating half to death in the hallway
of the school with confessions created by their own wands attached to their
foreheads.�

�Imagine that?� said Cho to the moving picture of Crabbe and
Goyle not moving as they were being hauled away from the school gates the night
before.

�Yeah, can you believe it?� asked Terry.

�Yes,� Cho said, simply reading further on in the article,
then cursed out loud.� �Oh, holy fuck!�
she exclaimed in a loud whisper.

�My goodness, Cho!� said Terry, turning to her quickly.� �Your mouth!�

Cho took a deep breath to compose herself.� �Sorry, Terry.� It�s just��
Oh, never mind,� she said, rereading the words that caused the reaction.

�and it�s shocking to think these sorts of acts could take place in a
school that housed the Great Harry Potter.�
But seeing as no one has come forward to claim the victory of thwarting
these sick young men that will be spending a very long time in Azkaban with
their fathers, we, at the Prophet, believe that our Chosen One is being modest
once again on his achievement.� Saving
our world, even in secret, one twisted individual at a time.� Cheers, Mr. Potter!

�Think Harry had something to do with it?� Terry asked.� �I mean, I heard his hand is all bandaged
up.� And�oh look�� the Ravenclaw boy
suddenly whispered and tilted his head toward the door.

Cho turned slightly to see Harry walking in with his
bandaged hand hidden in his robes, and Ginny smiling while hanging off the very
arm.� Damn
it, Ginny! thought Cho, I just fixed
his bloody arm and hand, don�t break it, you twit!� Cho suddenly gasped.� She never insulted Ginny outside of calling
her na�ve before.� Something in Cho�s
stomach twitched.

Harry, on the opposite end of Ginny�s Happy Rainbow, did not
look happy at all.� His best friends wore
his same expression as they always did when one, namely him, was upset.� Ginny was the only one who didn�t match the
Golden Trio, and apparently didn�t care too.�
As the group sat down, Harry glanced at her and Cho glanced at his
hidden hand.� Harry gave a brief nod as
if able to read her concern over how it was doing.

Cho was set to turn around, receiving her answer, and
knowing momentarily, Harry would be cursing and throwing the morning paper
across the hall.� She wanted to get a bit
more toast in before she went chasing after him that morning.� However, before the Ravenclaw turned back to
her table and before Harry could read the Daily Prophet that Hermione�s head
was hiding behind, three girls came running toward him.� It was so odd, Cho blatantly stared as did a
few others around the Hall.� The three
girls, each with tears in their eyes, hugged him and kissed, before spewing
sobbing words of thanks.

They all beamed down at Cho�s confused rapist for what he may have done to theirs.� �Thank you, Harry!� Thank you so much for stopping them!� You�re positively precious!� one girl with
caramel color skin beamed, wiping tears from her round cheek.

�Yes, thank you so much, Harry!� beamed a blonde third
year.� �You�re so�brave!� How did you�know they�they were�� but the
girl couldn�t finished as she dissolved into tears of joy and sadness on the
caramel girl standing next to her who seemed to understand completely.� The third girl just hugged Harry so tightly
around the neck again, Cho wasn�t sure he was able to breathe anymore.� Silently, the tall girl stood back up, wiping
a tear from her face, before turning to help the other girl walk the crying third
year out the Great Hall.

�Did you�Harry?� Hermione nearly squeaked, and Cho
understood why she was so apprehensive in asking.

Harry looked at the girls leaving, then Ginny, then quickly
Cho before turning back to Hermione.�
�I�didn�t do�anything.� I don�t
even know what they�re on about.�

�Crabbe and Goyle, Harry.�
They�ve been�raping girls about the school for some time now,
apparently,� Hermione explained.

�Yeah, and you stopped them, didn�t you, Love?� beamed
Ginny.� Both Harry and Cho cringed.

�I�didn�t do anything,� Harry lied, lowering his head.� Cho sighed and looked back at her table.

�How did you hurt your hand then, mate?� asked Ron, sounding
as though his mouth was full.� It was.

Harry was silent for a moment, and Cho held her breath
listening.� �I�was�angry last night,
wasn�t I?� he began evenly.� �I�was
so�upset that I�punched a wall, is all.� Believe
me.� Punching a face couldn�t do this to
a hand.� It was stone.�

�So modest, this one,� Ginny said, and Cho could hear the
smile in her voice.� The Ravenclaw just
shook her head at her bowl of cereal.

�Well done, mate!� she could hear some male voice
congratulate Harry.

�Yeah, nice work!� she heard another.

�I�didn�t do anything!� Harry replied, the irritation
evident in his voice.

�Come now, mate, we all know you beat those ruddy bastards,�
said another voice.

Cho listened to a few more verbal pats on the back, and she
was becoming just as angry as his sneers were beginning to sound.� �My God, he beat two big hoodlums up at the
same time, Cho,� began a fifth year boy at her table.� �I didn�t think he had it in him.� How could you let him get away?� He�s brilliant!�

Cho felt as though she was going to be sick.� Words rose to the top of her throat like hot
bile, and soon, they expelled themselves.�
�How do you know he did it?� It�s
only bloody speculation in this rag of a newspaper that Harry had saved the
ruddy day again!� Have they asked him if
he did?� Do they bloody know the
truth?� Do you?� Have you asked him?� I hear people TELLING him what he�s
done!� I hear people PRAISING him for
what SOMEONE ELSE says he�s done!� But
did anyone bother to listen to him when he said he DIDN�T do anything?� Do you people even SEE him?� Are you LOOKING at him?� Does he really EXISTS to you?� He�s a bloody fucking human being!� But no, you don�t see that, do you?� You see your savior!� You see the perfect hero!� Well let me tell you, he�s NOT perfect!� He�s just as human as the rest of us!� So take him off his ruddy pedestal, because I
doubt he asked for it!� she shouted.�

Not seeing the reaction of the stunned fifth year or any
year of any House that surely heard her, Cho gathered her things and stormed
from the Great Hall.� Once outside in the
hall, she realized she was alone and knowing there would be repercussions for
that, she yanked the doors opened again to the silent Hall.� �Terry!� she shouted toward her table angrily.� Obediently, her friend grabbed his things and
ran toward Great Hall doors.

�Blimey, Cho, what on God�s earth was that about?� Terry
asked, trying to keep up with her fast paced.

Cho gritted her teeth, then relaxed, knowing it wasn�t Terry�s
fault she was angry.� �Nothing, I
just�well, it�s just annoying, is all.�

�I�thought you hated Harry for�some reason,� Terry said.

Cho shook her head.�
�No, I don�t hate him�I MEAN, I DO�I�DO hate him.� But,� she added quickly, �doesn�t mean he should
be praised for brushing his teeth every morning, or saving oil-ridden baby
seals from the beach when he wasn�t even there with a toothbrush!�

Terry stopped in his tracks.�
�What�the�hell?� he said, snorting with laughter.� �Brushing his teeth�then�baby seals on the
beach with his�oily toothbrush�saving�their teeth or his or�each others?� WHAT?� he laughed harder.� Cho stopped too and started laughing as well.

�I�m sorry,� Cho laughed so hard she was up against a wall
for a support.� �I�know, I�something was
in my cereal this morning,� she confessed through giggles.

�I see!� Terry snorted.�
�Well, I�ll make sure to have double of that tomorrow!�

**********

For the rest of the day, Cho found herself, again,
unsexed.� Everyone steered clear of her
except Terry who would occasionally bring up the oily teeth of baby seals as
they past each other in the hallways, and laugh.� Harry hadn�t looked at her once since he gave
her the nod that morning signifying that his hand was alright.� However, Cho knew he was watching her, he was
always watching her.� Be it on his map,
or lurking in the shadows, Harry would always have his eyes on her.� It irritated her before, but now,
particularly after what happened the night before, she didn�t mind.� However, his watching her was all he was
doing to Cho that day.�

She went to practice that evening, making sure to walk with
her team back to their House.� She went
to bed that night, and didn�t wake up to a hurting, sad Gryffindor needing
shelter in her body or in her arms.� But
the Ravenclaw was fine with that.� Maybe
he just needed a day to heal, or was concern she wasn�t up for it considering
what had happened.� Cho just wished he
would have asked her before making that assumption.

But a lonely Thursday began to wear on Cho.� Harry hadn�t acknowledged her once at
breakfast.� She hadn�t seen him in the
halls during classes that morning, though she was sure he knew where she was.� The lack of attention from her assailant was
unnerving for the Ravenclaw.� She
contemplated walking from one of her classes alone, just to see if he�d pop out
of nowhere, at which point, Cho would either tackle him or drag him off
somewhere.� However, she knew, judging by
his stubbornness concerning her safety, that it would only start an argument,
and she would get nothing physical from him but a sore throat�and not the good
kind, just from shouting back at him.

By the time lunch rolled around, and Cho walked into the
Great Hall with, because she didn�t have a choice, Marietta and friends, she was finding her
breathing to be a bit labored.� Cho
needed Harry.� Well, she needed sex,
which meant she needed Harry because no one else was allowed to touch her
still�she thought.� But Cho didn�t know
anymore.� She was playing by Harry�s
rules of not walking alone, and of staying off any other boys, but Harry wasn�t
paying any attention to her.� Even in
those consecutive days when they didn�t, or couldn�t, have sex, be it they were
fighting or she had her period, they still acknowledged each other.�

Cho began to wonder if he found her repulsive because she
allowed herself to get caught in that situation with Crabbe and Goyle, and
before with Harry himself.� He had
pointed out how vulnerable she was when he had started regularly raping
her.� But Harry wouldn�t find her
repulsive, couldn�t find her repulsive, would he?� She was beautiful to him.� He still wanted her, he was still addicted to
her, he still�needed her, Cho thought and ignored a nagging feeling of hope.

Bloody hell, Cho, it�s
only been a day and a half since you two had sex.� Why are you jumping to such conclusions?
she asked herself as she sat down to lunch.

Well, things have
changed�I MEAN, haven�t changed just�things have happened, haven�t they?

Yeah, you broke two of
the bloody rules; you kissed him and you allowed him to sleep with you
overnight.� Think that would drive him
AWAY?

It could have.� Maybe I�gave in and he�has no challenge with
me anymore.� But not just that, I was
nearly raped again!� Maybe he finds me�disgusting.� Goyle nearly�entered me!� Entered something that�doesn�t belong to him�

That belongs to Harry,
perhaps?� Cho suddenly felt a sick
feeling in her stomach.

Something�that belongs
too�NEVERMIND THAT!

Well stop thinking
about it, and go ask him!� Then fuck him
silly!� You have every right to ask for
it when you want it.� He�s not to deprive
you, remember?

That�s right!� I�ll ask him after lunch, after I�ve sucked
the skin off his��

But Cho�s thoughts were interrupted when Harry and his crew
came into the Great Hall.� She sat at
lunch ignoring the random bits of mindless conversation spewing from her
friends.� Terry was missing from lunch
and when she glanced at the Slytherin table, she was sure Terry would have
either passion-swollen lips by next period, or something else swollen.� But Cho was a mixture of happy and sad for
Terry considering the emotional problems he was having with his secret
affair.� She was also relieved that Terry
was somewhere with Draco taking it up the backside, because she�d actually have
to pay attention to what he was saying, and it would distract her from figuring
out her own secret�situation.

Watching Harry without shame or sly tactics considering
he�ll never notice, Cho�s mind wandered.�
Was he done with her?� Has he even
thought about her more than just watching her dot on his map?� Did he even miss holding her, touching her,
making�having sex with her?� Did he even
want to so much as smell her hair once more?�
Didn�t he�need her anymore?

Cho�s thoughts were interrupted once again when she saw something
she never had in her seven years at Hogwarts.�
The headmaster, Professor Dumbledore was walking down the aisle between
the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors.� Judging
by the solemn looks on the Golden Trio�s and their fourth�s faces, he was
heading right toward them.� When he
stopped and placed his hand on Harry�s shoulder, Cho realized it was only Harry
he wanted.� Harry nodded in an
understanding fashion, and stood up.�
Hermione and Ron patted him on the arms and back, while Ginny decided it
best to jump up and kiss her boyfriend.�
And just as quickly as Harry got up, he and the old headmaster were out
the door, leaving Harry�s crew speechless by choice.

The Ravenclaw knew that was odd.� Normally if issues of a personal nature
needed to be discussed with a student, their Head of House would approach
them.� But the Head of the school
summoned Harry with a shoulder pat and a thoughtful nod.� When Harry didn�t return to lunch, Cho was
worried.� Maybe Crabbe and Goyle had kept
their memories due to Cho�s lack of skill, and told about her and Harry�s
sexual�relationship.� Then, her breath
caught in her throat as she imagined Harry confessing everything just to show
he wasn�t the Perfect Poster Boy of Perfection he was so tired of everyone
thinking.�

But where would that leave his Perfect Imperfection?� Cho could barely concentrate the rest of the
day as that thought played on a continuous loop in her mind.� That, and her restricted breathing was also
distracting her from her classes, her assignments, her walking down the halls
without nearly running into pillars.�
When Cho found that Harry was not at dinner either that evening, she
wondered how well she was going to get through practice with her worry about
him, her, and them.� Not that she cared
that he was gone.

Right! Cho thought
walking with her teammates back to their House after Thursday�s practice.� I just
need it, is all.� And�I don�t want him�to
say anything�incriminating until I�ve�had a chance to talk him out of it�I
MEAN, talk to him about it!� Bloody hell,
what is wrong with me? she asked herself; a question she hadn�t asked
herself since the beginning of the school year.

*****

Friday morning came too soon for the Ravenclaw.� She had been lost in a dream about her and
Harry on the Quidditch pitch, having brilliant sex on his broom in
mid-air.� Waking up, she was disappointed
to find she was again alone, again horny, and again having trouble
breathing.� But the seventh year could at
least take care of one of her issues, and maybe ease another.� Sliding her hand down in her panties, into
her folds, into herself, Cho was only able to take care of the �again horny�
part.� Harry had starred in her fantasy
as she played with herself, and his name was on her lips as she came, but it
wouldn�t be enough to last her the day.�
She needed the real thing.

Walking to breakfast with Terry that morning, Cho secretly
prayed Harry would be in the Great Hall with the growth of Ginny coming out of
his side if need be.� At least she�d know
he was alright and hadn�t spoke of their sexual escapades.� And that would mean that she would still have
a chance to have her way with him at some point during that day.� He was bound to be in desperate need of her
now, it was going on three days.� She
knew her assailant well, and was sure that he would probably seek her out that
day before she got a chance to get to him.�
Cho smiled the rest of the way to Great Hall.

Sitting at breakfast, laughing with Terry, Cho saw Harry and
his growth, no, girlfriend, walk into the Great Hall.� Smiling even brighter that he hadn�t told on
them, the Ravenclaw watched them sit.�
She knew any moment Harry would look at her and either give her the look
to meet him outside the dining hall for a quickie, or just to see her that
morning.� But the raven-haired beauty�s
smile faded when neither took place.�
Instead, and because of the lack of Ron and Hermione flanking them when
they came in, Ginny grabbed her boyfriend�s chin and decided his mouth was all
the breakfast she needed.� Harry
responded to his girlfriend, and well.�
Cho noticed Cormac sitting right next to them, looking completely
disgusted by their choice of breakfast, and Cho�s stomach felt just as sick as
he looked.

But she had watched Harry and Ginny kiss numerous
times.� She had even witnessed their
pathetic bout of lovemaking.� And neither
had ever sickened her before.� Something
had changed within the Ravenclaw.� She
knew it was that something that she had been ignoring since the Crabbe and
Goyle incident.� But whatever it was, Cho
thought it best to keep ignoring it.�
Maybe Harry�s idea of leaving her alone was for the best.� She just wondered how long either of them
could stand it.� But she hoped it was
long enough that that �something� faded away.

******

Untouched the rest of the day Friday, which was appreciated
considering the confusion she was dealing with, Cho�s Saturday mind was the
furthest from sex it could get.� Well,
she knew riding on her broom would get her hot as it always did, as it did all
week, but it would be the broom�s fault and nothing else.� Today was her first game of the year, and
against Hufflepuff.� Cho was slightly
relieved that it wasn�t against Slytherin or Gryffindor, both would proved to
be difficult, and difficult was not what she could handle at the moment.� Nothing with Harry or Draco was easy, and she
was sure Terry could attest to that as much as she could.

But finding herself in the game, Cho realized early on that
the new Hufflepuff Seeker wasn�t one to be taken lightly.� The olive-skinned fifth year was very pretty,
but her Seeker style would rival Draco Malfoy�s.� She played dirty, sneaky, and tried to trick
Cho on several occasions in manners that would get her injured.� The Ravenclaw was chasing the Hufflepuff when
it seemed as though she had the Snitch in sight.� However, the Hufflepuff�s speeding toward the
stands, suddenly veered to the left, leaving Cho heading straight for her own
House�s navy blue bleachers.� Cho had
just pulled away in time to avoid an accident but she knew that marking the
Hufflepuff would not work in her best interest.

Then, out of the blue, Cho thought of Harry.� What he would do up there.� How he had played Draco in their game.� How he looked flying low on his broom and�

�SHIT!� Cho cursed in the air at herself as she let her mind
wander to him and not just his Seeker abilities.� �Concentrate!� she scolded herself out
loud.� �Play his own game, that�s what he
would do!� That�s what you need to
do!� You�ve watched him play since his
first year, you�ve rode with him on his broom, and you�ve bound to have picked
up something!��

Cho didn�t know if she had, but she�d try.� Keeping an eye on the Hufflepuff, but flying
in a different direction altogether, Cho searched for that ball that was a
Seeker�s life in the game of Quidditch.�
Flying for what seemed like forever, she listened to the scores and
heard that her team was down by fifty points.�
The Ravenclaw searched and ignored the Hufflepuff�s attempts to get her to
fly in her direction when she took off suddenly and Cho saw no golden ball in
that direction.

But finally, she saw something. Something low to the
ground.� Something hovering just above
the patch of grass that her and Harry had��
Something hovering just above the ground.� Cho glanced at her opponent briefly.� The olive-skinned girl was farther away from
the golden ball then Cho, and had not spotted it yet.� The seventh year flew casually for a moment
until the Hufflepuff lifted further up into the air, then she took off toward
the ball.� The Ravenclaw could hear
Luna�s commentary on the game suggest that maybe her housemate had spotted
something.� Cho knew that in moments the
Hufflepuff would be on her tail, waiting to use whatever dirty tactic that
would probably make Draco proud.� She was
more than right.� Cho found the fifth
year at her side in no time.� Then above
her; then on the other side of her; then underneath her.� It didn�t take Cho long to realize that the fifth
year was circling around her body like Harry had, trying to lock her in a flying
pattern before jumping in front of her.�
Again, the Ravenclaw was correct, and soon she saw the back of the
Hufflepuff heading straight for her and Harry�s patch of christened grass.�

Taking from Harry as well, however, the Ravenclaw leaned
down low on her Comet 350 for more wind resistance and began circling around
the Hufflepuff.� From the back, to the
side, to the front and so on, Cho pushed her broom to go so fast around the fifth
year that she stopped flying in mid-air, sure she�d crash into the blur of Cho
Chang.� And when Cho saw her concede just
like she had to Harry, she stopped her circular motion, reached her hand toward
the ground and sped quickly toward the golden ball.� The Hufflepuff had been so shock by the
sudden change that she hadn�t realized that Cho was gone.� Cho�s hand swept across the ground and
ironically, she not only scooped up the Snitch, but one of her lost buttons as
well.�

Ravenclaw had beat Hufflepuff 200 � 80.

The roar of the crowd was lost on the Ravenclaw�s ears.� All Cho cared about at that moment was the
golden ball vibrating in her hand.� She
had won her first game of the year, and she had used a Harry tactic to do
it.� Finally, the cheers of the stadium
made their way into the pretty girl�s conscious mind.� And soon, robes or scarves of navy blue and
black came bounding toward her.� Her and
her teammates hugged and congratulated each other first before their housemates
grabbed them all individually.� Cho was
happy with the win and seeing the joy on her teammates� faces, and the congratulations
from her fellow Ravenclaws, but something felt as though it was missing.� Soon, Cho saw a scarlet and gold scarf around
boy�s neck heading straight toward her.

�JIAO, YOU WERE BLOODY BRILLIANT OUT THERE!� shouted Cormac,
locking Cho in a bear hug that would rival a woman�s named Molly Weasley that
they didn�t know.� The Ravenclaw hugged
the tall, strong seventh year back, happy to receive the congratulatory
hug.� But as he put her back down on the
ground, she realized that wasn�t what was missing.� Nevertheless, she smiled up at him.� �Where did you learn that little nasty
trick?� he asked, narrowing his eyes and smiling.

�Well�� Cho smiled coyly.�
�I��

But soon, they both got the answers they were looking
for.� Cho didn�t know what hit her right
away, until she realized she was being swung around in the air by the owner of
unruly black hair.� �You were BRILLIANT,
Love!� she heard Harry shout over her shoulder as everyone around them became a
blur in his spin.

But it didn�t matter, because the corners of Cho�s mouth
seemed fit to go over her ears she was smiling so brightly.� She tightened her arms around Harry�s neck as
he squeezed the life out her.� Cho was
happy with that.� �Thank you!� she said,
internally for more reasons then one.�
When her feet touched the ground, the Ravenclaw had to remind herself to
let him go.� The inability to pull away
easily indicated that her assailant had to tell himself that too.� Now the two stood smiling ear to ear at each
other as if they weren�t on a crowded pitch.

��just my advice,� a voice said, shaking them both from
their watching of each other.� Cho
narrowed her eyes at Harry and finally realized it was Cormac who was speaking.

�What advice�I�m sorry?� she asked the seventh year
Gryffindor, though she noticed Harry hadn�t taken his eyes off her.

Cormac shook his head and smiled.� �I was just telling Potter here, not to call
you Love.� You hate that.�

�Oh,� Harry said nodding a little still toward her, with a
knowing smile on his face that Cho couldn�t help but imitate.� �Right, mate.�
Thanks for the advice.� You were
wicked out there, Love.� Wonder where you
learned that move at the end?� he asked, narrowing his eyes in mock
confusion.� Cho narrowed her eyes as
well, still smiling just the same.

�Yes, it was a rather sneaky move,� Cho heard Ginny say with
much less enthusiasm then her male housemates, having just appeared out of the
crowd.� �Been watching Draco Malfoy
pretty closely, haven�t you?� she asked, sounding as though she was trying to
keep her sneer at bay.

Cho�s smile faltered a little as she glanced at the
redhead.� �Well�� she began, ready to lie
about where she had learned it, and try to keep her tone respectful to Harry�s
girlfriend.

�There�s nothing she could learned from Draco Malfoy worth
doing or repeating, Gin,� Harry had answered for her, his head only slightly
turned to his girlfriend behind him.� It
sounded as though Harry was also trying to keep a respectful tone with her as
well.� �People do evolve as players,
don�t they?� No one can tell you how to
be a better Chaser, you have to learn to do it on your own, don�t you, Gin?�
Harry added, and Cho became slightly nervous about the interaction.� She didn�t want them to argue, or leave Ginny
wondering why he was becoming defensive for Cho with his girlfriend.

But there was soon a thankful distraction.� �And a bloody brilliant Chaser you are,
Ginny!� beamed Cormac.� �Glad that you
and Cho aren�t in the same position is all I have to say.� But Potter, I do believe my girl here will
definitely give you a run for your money come May.�

�Your girl, �eh?� Harry said toward Cho, his smile faltering
slightly.� Now Cho was worried about
Cormac�s and Harry�s interaction.

�Congratulations, Cho!� came a female voice and wrapped Cho
in a huge, long hug.� Judging by the
reddish-blonde curls in her face, Cho realized that Marietta was hugging her.� �That was a brilliant play at the end!� she
said, still over Cho�s shoulder.� The
Ravenclaw Seeker could see the Gryffindors around her watching her being
hugged.� Ginny�s sneered at the two
Ravenclaws, Cormac smiled even brighter as the two girls hugged, and
Harry�� Cho was now worried about Marietta�s interaction
with her.

�Th-thanks, Mari!� Cho said, pulling her best friend�s arms
from around her neck, watching Harry the entire time.� Cho stepped away from Marietta as best she could, then nodded at
her friend and smiled as if to dismiss her.�
Marietta
narrowed her eyes at Cho, then looked toward Cormac before sucking her teeth in
her customary fashion and walking away.

�Quite loving, that one,� smiled Cormac watching Marietta disappear into
the crowd.

�Yeah, she is, isn�t she?� Harry answered quickly for Cho.

Cho nodded quickly and nervously to Harry�s eyes.� �Well, I should�be getting back with my team
and House, I reckon.� Thanks for the
congratulations and��

�Yes, that�s a brilliant idea,� said Ginny interrupting
her.� �Come along, Harry, we should��

�Hang on,� Harry began suddenly, and the smile on his face
made Cho even more nervous.� �I never did
say �congratulations�, did I?�

�You told her she was brilliant,� Cormac said, annoyance
hinted in his voice.� �Isn�t that
enough?�

Cho looked from the seventh year Gryffindor, to the smiling sixth
year, then glanced at the sneering fifth year, before going back to the sixth
year.� �As a Seeker, McLaggen, being
complimented as brilliant is not enough.�
It�s an achievement that deserves the proper cheers.�

The Ravenclaw swallowed hard.� She had no idea what Harry was up too, but
when found herself wrapped in his arms again, she didn�t care anymore.� �Congratulations, Love!� he said loudly over
her shoulder.

�Thank you, Harry,� Cho said, loudly over his.

Then she felt his breath blow over her ear.� �May I congratulate you properly later?� he
whispered.

Her arms tighten around his neck for a brief moment.� �Yesplease!� she whispered quickly and
desperately in one breathe.� Then Cho
heard a hard sniff, more than likely of her hair, before she was released from
the Gryffindor�s arms.� His original
large smile was plastered unashamedly across his face, and again, Cho couldn�t
help to imitate it, before turning around and walking away.��

Cho�s lungs had felt tight for the past few days from her
lack of sexual activity.� Today was no
different.� But the Ravenclaw didn�t mind
the strain knowing later that night, she�d get what she wanted.� The seventh year didn�t want to think about
all the nausea and confusion she had felt and gone through for the past few
days, she just wanted that release that only Harry could provide�well, that
only Harry had allowed her to have.�
Whatever, she wanted it, and Harry was going to give it to her.� And no doubt, well.

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