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Paying For His Pedestal	By : twocanz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Cho Views: 82668 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 2 �
Regretful Climax

Cho woke up the next morning after having a horrible
nightmare about Harry fucking her with the handle of her broomstick, on her
House table, in the middle of dinner.�
And the worse part had been that she was begging him for more in her
dream.� She gasped as she woke up in a
cold sweat, horrified by the images in her dream.� But when Cho went to the toilet that morning,
she found something worse.� Her body had
reacted to the dream as well, and her blue panties were soaked through the
seat.� In addition to that, the soreness
between her legs felt as though she actually had had the broomstick inside
her.� Cho knew that if Harry were to take
her again that day, it would hurt more than it did the first two times.� And she prayed for a peaceful day.

Hardening inside as a defense against the tears, Cho pushed
the images of the nightmare and her wet panties out of her mind.� She had to concentrate on her classes and her
studies.� But most importantly, she had
to figure out what group of people she would hang around with that evening to
avoid being alone and vulnerable just in case Harry hadn�t had his fill of
her.� She didn�t want to hang out with Marietta much because of
the hungry look in her friend�s eyes for her.�
She couldn�t hang out with the other two Ravenclaw seventh year girls,
because they hung out with Marietta.� The thought of Cormac had crossed her mind
knowing that he was interested in her, but the thought of anyone touching her,
even her hand, made her skin crawl.�
Besides, she wasn�t ready for Cormac yet, and had successfully avoided
that Gryffindor for the past day and a half.�
But tonight she needed someone, anyone, or she would be forced to study
in her dormitory with all her other housemates and unable to concentrate the
way she needed too.� That thought did not
appeal to her in the slightest.

Neither does another force
sex-capade with the Greatly Disturbed Harry Potter, does it, Cho? she
thought to herself as she headed toward lunch alone, limping slightly on the
way.� Either
you find a friend or the common room it is.

But for one brief moment, and the first time since Harry had
raped her on the Hogwarts Express, Cho felt safe.� She may not be able to tell anyone what had
happened to her, but she may have figured out a way to keep herself safe by not
walking around alone at night, and even the fact that she had chosen to wear
pants that day instead of the often-hiked-around-her-waist-lately skirt she
would have chosen if her life was different.�

Cho almost wanted to smile at her brilliance as she turned
the last corridor heading toward the Great Hall.� But that smile was soon covered by an
invisible hand as she was snatched out of the hall, and into an abandon
classroom.

The side of her perfect face was pressed against the stone
wall, and her hands were held above her head.�
Cho was not fearful in the slightest at her kidnapping.� Instead, the pretty Ravenclaw was seething
with anger at her invisible assailant.�
And when the transparent hand released her mouth, she spit out her
attacker�s name.� �HARRY!�

Harry�s free hand pulled away his cloak.� She could feel his chin rest on her shoulder
as his lips stood close to her ear.� �Who
else would it be, Love?� Or are you the
perfect imperfection of many blokes?� he whispered in her ear, and she could
hear heavy lust behind it.� The
noticeable hardness on her backside, pressing purposely up against her, was
undeniable as well.

Cho felt his free hand snake around her waist, and to the
button of her pants.� When the metal was
pulled out of the material, he licked the shell of her ear.� �Harry�please�I�m still�sore from
yesterday!� Have�some mercy on me, won�t
you?� she begged in just above a whisper, sniffing back the angry tears that
were developing in her eyes.

�I reckon you would be sore, Cho,� Harry replied, his breath
tickling her ear and neck, �the way you were bucking underneath me.� Couldn�t sleep last night, I was thinking
about it so much.� But you know the part
I love the most?� he asked and tugged at her ear with his teeth.� Cho closed her eyes, willing the tears not to
fall as he unzipped her pants, and eased his hand inside her blue panties.� �The part when you came,� he whispered.� Cho felt instant shame and she was sure her
face had reddened considerably.� However,
the moment his callous fingers slid inside her feminine folds, her shame was
replaced by the anger she felt moments before.�

But Cho was not only angry at Harry, she was now angry at
herself as her body reacted to the gentle stroking of her clit.� Her knees felt faintly weak and she felt a
stirring in her pelvis as his fingers glided up and down in her unexpected
wetness.� �I have no intentions of
fucking you right now, Cho,� he whispered again, and she could barely hear him
as she fought with her body through her mind.�
�But you will be cumming for me.�

Cho�s eyes were closed for other reasons then holding back
the angry tears, as his fingers strokes could be felt throughout her body.� �You�can�t�I�won�t�� she tried to say with
conviction, but she hissed in undeniable pleasure between each word.� Then beyond her control, she thought at
least, her head lolled to the side and back on his shoulder, when his fingers
slipped lowered and entered her wet entrance, before lifting up again to play
with her clit.� Her now exposed neck was
promptly licked, bit, and sucked, as her ass was being grinded into with his
covered, hard, and throbbing penis.�
�Please�Harry�stop this�� she tried again to sound forceful, but was
sure she was closed to begging for more.�
So to detour her urge to speak, Cho bit her lip and asked God for it to
be over soon.� Well, she at least thought
the name God, she wasn�t sure if she had asked Him for anything.

In fact, Cho was deeply lost in the sensation her assailant
was giving her.� As she felt his
masculine hand covering her femininity, his thick fingers spreading open her
wet lips, as another finger slid repeatedly, slowly, tauntingly over her nub of
pleasure, then as an extra torture, ventured lower to enter one, then two
fingers inside her, Cho wasn�t sure she was on earth anymore.� But she was sure of one thing, and it was
that she wanted, needed, prayed, and begged inside for release.� Her private area felt so small in his hand,
but the explosion that was mere seconds away would be immense.� And as she finally yelped freely and openly
in pure ecstasy, Cho felt that explosion drenching Harry�s hand.

It took a moment for Cho to realized that her wrists had
been release and that Harry was no longer pressed up against her.� Her arms had only moved down to the sides of
her head on the wall as the aftershocks of her orgasm shook their way out of
her.� Cho finally opened her eyes to see
Harry stuffing his invisibility cloak in his bag with one hand, while licking
the glistening fingers that had possessed her so wholly on the other.�

He left the room without saying a word to her, and Cho slid
down to the cold stone floor.� She didn�t
know how long they had been in there, though it seemed like forever.� But it was Cho�s stomach that finally
reminded her that it was lunch time, and she didn�t know how much longer she
had.� However, when she wanted to get up
and go, she couldn�t move.� When she
wanted to simply lift her wrist to check the time on her watch, she could not
do that either.� Cho sighed as she
realized that she was going to miss lunch that day, because Harry had made her
cum so hard, she was to exhausted (and shocked that he had only used his hand)
to move.

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

Cho had been lucky enough to snatch a few rolls off her
House table before the elves had made the food disappear after lunch.� Her hungry stomach was one less thing the
pretty Ravenclaw would have to have on her mind while she sat in classes that afternoon,
not hearing a word her professors were saying.�
But Cho couldn�t be expected to concentrate when her world was as dark
and confusing as it was at the moment.

She had been raped by Harry, twice, and molested once; her
body had betrayed her, giving her orgasms from her assailant�s attacks; and
Harry had only finger-fucked her, with no move to satisfy himself with her
body.� However, one thing was certain for
the Ravenclaw, Harry�s not done with me
yet, she thought.� And also, if he
only used his hand on her that day, then someday soon, he was going to seek out
what he really wanted from her.� Cho
feared it would be even worse then vaginal penetration.� Maybe
toys, she thought fearfully and with disgust.� Maybe
anal, she thought with solitary fear.�
God forbid!� The possibilities seemed endless, and Cho was
terrified of each one, but she was angry that there seemed to be no end to his
torture.

As she walked to dinner that evening, Cho stayed close to a
crowd of sixth year Ravenclaw girls she was not conversing with.� But she thought it was pointless.� Her theory of staying close to others at
night because Harry wouldn�t attack her in the daytime was proving wrong before
lunch.� In fact, the Ravenclaw wouldn�t
be surprise if her dream from the night before would come true, and at
breakfast the next day Harry would be waiting by her House table with her Comet
350, knowing the world would do nothing to stop the hero from taking her.

Tomorrow morning,
Cho sighed to herself.� At least it�s only been once a day.� He�s had me today.� I just need to be on guard for tomorrow.� Blimey, I don�t know how much more of this I
can take!� But, I can go to the library
tonight, she told herself happily.� No need to worry about him tonight.

Cho sat at her table for dinner.� Her opened text book with her plate of food
sitting in front of her as her friends talked about nothing to her and around
her.� Though she fought hard against
herself to do it, Cho chanced a glance at the Gryffindor table.� Harry had his back to her, and was eyeing,
quite hatefully, Dean Thomas talking to Ginny Weasley at the end of the
table.� By the look on Harry�s face, he
wasn�t happy about it, and Cho was again concerned for the littlest
Weasley.� But then again, Cho was concern
for herself.� Harry seemed angry when he
attacked her the first time, and maybe if Ginny makes him unhappy, Cho will be
the one to suffer the consequences the next day.

�Brilliant!� she didn�t mean to say out loud, but had.

�Of course you would say that�s brilliant, Cho, it has to do
with Harry Potter after all!� Cho heard Marietta
say.

Cho shook her head a moment and narrowed her eyes at
reddish-blonde beside her.� �What�s
that?�

The signature sucking of teeth could be heard next from the
girl.� �Snape�s limping�� Marietta said, nodding her
head as if Cho would latch on to understanding with the head gesture.

Cho didn�t get it.�
�Professor Snape�s limping?� Why,
did he trip over�what does Harry have to do with it?�

Marietta
sighed.� �My God, you know of his
unnatural love for chickens, but you haven�t heard that he and Snape dueled
today in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potter hexed him good?�

Cho hadn�t been paying attention in Defense that day, as she
could almost still feel Harry�s hand in her pan�� No, I didn�t notice at all.� Harry had�done that, had he?� she asked,
remembering how talented he was last year when he had Dumbledore�s Army.� �Makes sense,� she nearly sneered.

�It�s the only thing admirable about the git,� spat Marietta as she
unconsciously glided her fingers across the lingering pimples on her face.� Cho actually smirked for a moment, before
returning back to her food and book.

Lost in her book, Cho barely noticed that she was being
addressed.� She looked up to see Marietta and the rest of
the girls standing up to leave.� �Are you
coming?� Patricia asked.� Cho glanced up
and down the Ravenclaw table and saw no one else worth walking with.� Knowing that to be on the safe side, she
should walk with someone anyway.

As she got up and walked with her housemates, she chanced a
glance at the Gryffindor table.� Harry
was still in conversation with his best friends and hadn�t noticed her.� Cho made sure to laugh loudly with her group
of girls she was in, hoping to get his attention and show that she wasn�t
foolish enough to be alone and vulnerable.�
But Harry hadn�t even so much as turned his head in Cho�s direction as
she made it out the door, and wiped away the fake smile, ending the fake
laughter as well.

�Tonight, I think we should do each other�s hair,� suggested
one of the girls, Constance, as she picked through Marietta�s curl with her fingers.

�Yeah, that sounds like fun!� Patricia agreed.�

Cho hadn�t been paying much attention to their conversation
as she listened for odd sounds in the corridor.�
But when she suddenly felt fingers in her hair, she nearly jump a foot
off the ground.� �NO!� she shouted
quickly, startling the girls around her.�
Cho turned around expecting to see Harry boldly snatching her by her
hair in front of her friends, but all she found was a confused Marietta.

�Bloody hell, Cho.�
I�m sorry.� I just�thought maybe I
could do you�re hair tonight,� Marietta
replied.

Cho flushed with embarrassment at her actions.� �I�I�m sorry�Mari�I�wasn�t paying attention.�

Marietta
smiled at Cho and stepped closer.� She
slowly ran her fingers though the side of the thick raven locks of the Asian
beauty in front of her.� �It�s alright,
Cho.� I just�want to do your hair.� Wash it, brush it, massage your scalp�� she
said her fingers continued to comb through Cho�s hair.

Cho�s stomach turned, and she gently pulled her friend�s
hand out of her hair.� �That�s�quite
alright, Marietta,
I think�I�ll go to the library instead,� Cho explained as she backed away.� The girls moaned in disappointment, but Marietta just wore hers
on her face.� �I�ll see you lot later,�
said Cho before turning around and heading toward the stairs leading to the
library.

Cho couldn�t wait for the school year to be over.� Boys and girls were beginning to drive her
crazy.� And although she could careless
about Marietta�s
secret (to others) sexual preference, her unrequited love for Cho was beginning
to affect their friendship.� Then there
was the issue of boys, well one in particular.�
But Cho didn�t have to worry about him until tomorrow.� Which was why she felt it safe to walk the
halls that night other than to get away from Marietta; Harry hadn�t paid any attention to
her that evening.� She was sure it would
be a once day assault.

Then again, Cho had been wrong about him before.� And when she turned the corner and saw a red
light heading her way, she was sure she had been sorted into the wrong House
before the light entered her chest.

Cho woke up with a start.�
Everything her eyes landed on was upside down.� All the desks in what she recognized to be an
abandon classroom, seemed to be hanging from the ceiling.� But that would mean she was also hanging from
the ceiling because she felt something hard under her back.� Cho lifted her head to see that she was bound
to a desk, and head had been hanging over the side.� When she lifted her head some more, she could
see Harry standing in front of her with black slacks in his hands.� The pants looked familiar, and when a cool
breeze blew gently across Cho, she realized they were her pants, and she was
bottomless.� She looked to the side and
saw her torn blue panties on the floor.

�Bloody hell, Harry, couldn�t you just have taken them off
like my pants?� she asked exasperatedly, bypassing the fear she should be
having at the moment.

Harry smirked.� �I
like tearing them off.� It�s
entertaining,� he answered plainly, still watching her.

Now the fear, mixed in with anger, decided to come out.� �So this is what you were building up to
today?� I knew you were planning
something worse for me that�s why you only used your hand earlier,� she
explained.� �So what is it, then?� What are you going to do to me?� Use toys or��
But Cho�s words stopped when Harry tossed her pants on another desk,
grabbed the back of a chair, and walked closer to her.� Merlin�s
beard, he�s going to shove the leg of the chair inside me! she thought,
fearfully.� That�s worse than the bloody broomstick, isn�t it?� �Harry, please, not the chair!� You�ll�you�ll break something inside me!� Cho
pleaded.

Harry paused his walking for a moment, watching her with utter
confusion in his green eyes.� He shook
his messy head of hair for a moment before placing the chair in front of her
legs.� �No, Cho.� I�m not going to shove the chair leg inside
of you.� I have quite enough to shove
inside of you, I�m sure you know.�� She
felt an odd little twitch in her pelvis from his words.

�Then�what are you going to do?� Cho asked, her neck muscles
hurting from keeping her head raised for so long, but to fearful to let it hang
without knowing what she was in for.�
�I�m still�quite sore from�yesterday,� she lied, hoping it would work
like earlier that day.� �In fact��

�Ssshhh,� said Harry putting his finger on his lips as he
sat down in the chair by her knees.�
�Just closed your mouth, and open wide,� he instructed.

Cho�s head fell back from the strain, but also from
confusion at his words.� �Close my mouth
and open wid�� but her question was soon answered as she felt Harry pulling her
legs up, and spreading them wide in front of him.� Cho lifted her aching neck as she watched the
Golden Boy of wizarding world peer hungrily at what was displayed in front of
him.� Harry took off his glasses and
licked his lips.� Cho was sure of what
was about to happen, and before she knew it, Harry�s face was buried in her
feminine folds.

�OH MY�� the words escaped her before she realized it at the
first swipe of his tongue across her clit.�
Cho�s head fell back over the edge of the desk, and her arms pulled at
the bounds as she struggled against herself.�
Then, Harry took a long, languid lick with the flat of his thick tongue
from her opening to her bud of pleasure, and Cho�s toes curled.� As he began to administer the torturous lick
repeatedly, Cho felt her body contributing to the wetness his tongue was providing.�

Her mouth was opened but she was unable to make a sound as
his lavish licks were accompanied by his tongue plunging inside her vaginal
opening.� Cho�s back arched on the desk
as she felt his tongue fucking her, and his nose tickling her clit accidently.� She was gasping for air as though someone was
choking her as his tongue took her body some place it had never been.� Every sensation he offered, she felt through
her entire body.� Every swipe of his
tongue, every moan that escaped him as he tasted her, every suck on her clit,
every plunge of his tongue inside her hot hole, and even his hands on her
thighs with his fingers holding her plump lips open as he ate her, radiated
through every fiber of the Ravenclaw�s body.

Blinded by pure ecstasy, Cho lifted her head as if to see
but sure she couldn�t at the moment.� But
when she opened her eyes, she could see and she regretted it instantly.� She could feel the owner of the messy raven
hair between her legs pushing his tongue in and out her cunt making her want to
scream, but when he caught sight of her watching him eat her, he smiled with
his mouth full, winked at her, then pulled his tongue out and lowered it.

�NO�NO�� OH GOD�YES!�
Cho finally screamed as the thick tongue of Harry Potter licked her anus and
slid inside the hole.� The Ravenclaw
cried out in further pleasure as he fucked her second hole with his tongue,
causing a sensation in her body she definitely never experienced before.� Cho had never had oral sex of any form, in
fact, Harry was the first to play with her pussy with his hand outside of
herself on very rare occasions.� When she
slept with Michael the one time, it was out of desperation to get Harry off her
mind.� Yet, she ended up calling for
Harry during the short attempt of sex, imagining it being him inside her.� But now she hated Harry Potter, but he was
still inside of her, and she was still calling out his name.

�Harry�Harry�OH OH�GOD�HARRY!� Cho yelled.� She wanted to say, �Oh God, Harry, stop
that!� Don�t lick me like that,
Harry!� Don�t put your tongue inside me,
Harry!� Don�t taste my insides,
Harry!� Stop driving me crazy,
Harry!�� But it all came out wrong.� �Oh�Harry�Don�t�Stop�.Harry�Crazy�Inside
me�Don�t�Stop�.Harry��

Cho was getting dizzy from his ministrations, from her head
lying over the side of the desk, and from being unable to breathe from
screaming out in ecstasy.� At the moment
she didn�t feel any anger, sadness, confusion, or fear as she was lost in the
pleasure of his mouth.� And when Harry�s
tongue took another long, languid lick up her pussy, stopping at the clit to
suck the delicate nub, Cho�s back arched once more, her scream filled the room,
and as Harry lowered his mouth to her opening and sucked, her juices seeped
into his opened lips.

It took Cho forever to come down from her orgasm.� When reality set in, she opened her eyes to
the glistening lips and cheeks of Harry Potter looking over her.� He half smiled at her as he watched her try
to focus on his face.� She lifted her
hand freely to her face and wiped the sweat away from her forehead.� It took a moment for her realize that her
hand was free and he was still near by.�

�Enjoy yourself, did you?��

Cho was too exhausted to blush or be embarrassed or shamed
by his words.� So instead, she just
closed her eyes and sat up slowly on the desk.�
Normally, her bottom hurt when she sat up properly after Harry had his
way with her, but since he hadn�t entered her at all outside of his fingers and
tongue, the only pain she felt was in her arms from pulling against the binds.

�Can�t very well say you didn�t cum from what I�ve done to
you, can you?� That�s twice today you
came,� he said proudly.� Cho wanted to
retort, to tell him she didn�t mean what she was saying, to say that if she did
cum, it was a natural reaction, not because she enjoyed it.� But when she opened her mouth to speak, the
sound vibrated through her vocal chords, a pain shot through her throat and she
grabbed her neck.� Harry snorted
knowingly.� �Reckon you�re a bit hoarse
now, all the screaming you were doing.�
Glad I put a silencing charm on the door before I ate you out.� Never done that before, didn�t know how a
girl reacted to such a thing.� But I know
now,� he said smugly.

�Go to�� Cho�s voice was strain with pain, �to�Hell, Harry!�

�Oh-ho, cursing, are we, Miss Pretty Perfect Ravenclaw?� My, what a dirty mouth you have, cursing me
to damnation when moments ago you were praising me to the heavens.� How easy we change our minds,� Harry
chortled.

Cho was too tired to play mind games with him.� �So�� she said, painfully, �are you going
to�do�it�to me now?� she asked tentatively.

�Hmm,� Harry began, considering her for a moment.� �No, I�m rather tired now.� Night!� he said before picking up her torn
underwear, stuffing them in his pocket and leaving the room.

As Cho sat alone in the classroom, pants-less, exhausted,
and physically sated beyond belief, only one of her many emotions fought it�s
way through her present state, anger.�
And it was the worse kind at that as she remembered screaming his name,
because she was angry at herself.

It was a slow walk back to Ravenclaw Tower
for Cho.� She had to stop at random and
hold onto the wall to help keep her self upright.� It wasn�t because of the awkwardness of
walking without panties in pants that were now drenched in the seat from Harry�s
saliva and her feminine juices.� Cho
wasn�t in any physical pain either, other than her arms, but she was so
exhausted and so weak from her orgasm she could barely keep her knees from
buckling.

She leaned against the wall of her shower, barely able to wash
her body under the spray, as memories of the entire day flashed in her
mind.� Cho successfully ignored her
friends who were still up playing with each others hair as she got into her
four-poster, and pulled her curtains.�
Her body was relived to be resting on her soft bed.� Her mind, however, was not resting at
all.� And Cho was finding it difficult to
keep the images of Harry�s head between her legs, his lapping up of her intimate
area, his fingers inside her earlier on, and the orgasms he created in her
twice that day, out of her mind.

As the images played over and over again, Cho hoped that
that was remnants of her shower between her legs.

*******

The next morning came too quickly for Miss Cho Chang.� She had such a relaxing, dreamless sleep, it
hurt to open her chestnut eyes to a new day.�
Her body was well rested for a body that had been violated in one way or
another everyday since September 1^st.� Had it been any other world she use to know,
she would be smiling at the serene feeling her body was experiencing.� But it wasn�t another world, it was her new
world, her new hell.� Cho was sure that
waking up every day the year before was torture considering she was waking up
to a world where Cedric had been murdered.�
But there had been a few brief moments that year that she woke up with a
smile.� Those days were days she had
woken up from dreams of her long-standing crush, Harry Potter.

However, life had taking an unexpected turn, and her once
precious Harry Potter was the cause of it.�
She was still waking up with Harry on her mind, but it was from fear,
confusion, and anger.� Of the three, Cho
began wanting the anger.� She was tired
of being scared and it was pointless to be confused anymore.� The anger made her feel stronger than the
other two emotions did.� When she focused
on her anger at everyone ELSE�S Chosen One, fear and confusion went out the
window.� The shame he more than likely
wanted to bestow on her for being so vulnerable and weak was fought
against.� The humiliation of her present
situation did not affect her when she let her anger at him course through her
body.� Her anger gave her the glorious
feeling of knowing that NOTHING was her fault; that HE was to blame solely for
what he was doing; that HE was taking advantage of her, and she HADN�T asked
for any of it.

Cho went to the washroom that morning, fearing nothing and
feeling nothing but that one emotion.�
She wouldn�t be scared walking the halls anymore, she decided, because
she knew there was no point.� He was sure
to attack her again that day no matter day or night time, because he was the
sick one.� He was the sexual predator; he
was the insatiable fiend; he�

�Cho, if you going to dream about Potter all night, have the
decency to put a silencing charm on her curtains, would you?� requested Marietta with much
attitude.� �Thought he was over
there�shagging you the way you were carrying on!�

Cho went red, though her eyes narrowed in confusion.� �I�didn�t have any dreams last night!� she
said more to herself than Marietta.� She hadn�t remembered any dreams at all in
her deep and deeply needed sleep.

�Right,� said her friend, sucking her teeth, �guess you were
up to something more�solitary then?�
Yuck!� she nearly spit.

Cho shook her head in confusion and continued on to the
cubicles.� When she pulled down her
underwear, she could see how wet they had gotten over night.� Cho�s blissful anger was now directed at
herself.� SHE had screamed his name in
ecstasy the night before.� SHE had thrown
her head back on his shoulder when his fingering had taking her over the
edge.� SHE was so wet from each encounter
the day before that his fingers, lips, and cheeks glistened with HER
leavings.� And now, her panties were drenched
and she had been moaning his name in her sleep.

Cho was beginning to hate herself as much as she hated
Harry.

****

The Ravenclaw went through her day seething with anger.� Mostly at Harry, but she accepted the fact
that she was angry at herself as well.� Regardless, she thought, it�s still all his fault!

For someone as popular as Cho, she managed to avoid most
conversations around her.� The pretty
girl did not smile, nor did she wear a look of fear or shame on her face.� Her expression was of an extraordinarily
well-controlled rage that her friends and the masses hadn�t notice.� At first glance, Cho�s face seemed a bit
vacant.� But had they taken a closer
look, they would see tiny glints of anger in her almond-shaped eyes.� They would see her perfect lips pursed
slightly as her teeth were nearly grinding down inside her mouth. �Her rosy cheeks were not of a bashful school
girl but of irritated, discontented and violated young woman.

And though her anger kept her fearless, Cho knew Harry would
be lurking around the corner.� He would
snatch her away and do awful things to her body.� Awful things that would often make her cum,
it would seem.� But it�s because it was a
natural reaction to certain ministrations, something she couldn�t help;
something she couldn�t stop; something she didn�t want�

Suddenly, there he was.�
He walking with his two best friends and the silly na�ve little redhead
Weasley who�s eyes worshipped him as much as the masses did.� He and his cohorts hadn�t noticed her heading
their way.� She was walking with her
fellow roommates, ignoring their giddy conversation, but not wanting to walk
alone regardless of how fearless her anger made her.�� But when Harry only glanced her way briefly,
and went back into his conversation without pause, Cho was livid.

Bold from her hatred of him, Cho walked through her group of
friends and straight toward her green eyed assailant, as she clutched her books
to her chest.� And as the bushy-haired
girl open the doors to the Great Hall for her boys, Cho rushed passed Harry,
slamming her shoulder into the front of his arm so harshly, he spun completely
around.

Cho entered the Great Hall without looking back.� She didn�t see the look of shock on his
friends or her friends faces.� And she
didn�t see him rubbing his arm painfully, while suppressing a grin.

�What was that all about?� she did hear Ron ask Harry as
they entered the hall.

Harry shrugged his sore shoulder.� �Dunno, really,� he answered nonchalantly,
and Cho wanted to throw her fork at his head as she sat down.

�Perhaps she�s bitter,� said the littlest Weasley with
spite.� Cho looked up to see the redhead
having just looked away from her.� The
seventh year sneered at the na�ve fifth year, but then noticed the disturb
sixth year glancing between the both of them, stopping to watch the fifth year
sit down, and taking one next to her.

�Perhaps she is,� he answered her, and smiled affectionately
at the redhead who returned it without hesitation.

�That�s not a very nice thing to say, Harry,� Hermione
scolded her friend.

Harry snorted coolly before digging into his lunch.� �Reckon I�m not very nice, then.�

�That�s an understatement,� Cho mumbled under her breath
from her table.

�What�s that, Cho?� asked Michael.

Cho broke her glare at Harry.� �Oh, nothing,� she answered dismissively.

As she began to pick at her lunch, and read her Charms text
book, the Ravenclaw felt slightly proud of her actions.� She didn�t shriek away with fear from
him.� In fact, she attacked him.� Well, it was no where near as forceful as his
attacks on her, but at least she showed him she didn�t fear him.� The idea alone felt so good to Cho that she
was able to brush off his agreement of her proposed bitterness toward him.� It felt really good.� Almost as good as her orgasm the night
bef��

Cho cleared her throat suddenly, dismissing her thoughts,
and crossed her legs under the table and under the skirt she so boldly
wore.� But the Ravenclaw cleared her
throat again when she felt the heat under her skirt, and the slight squishiness
she sadly recognized.

*****

For the remainder of the day, the seventh year stay close to
a group, any group she could walk with.�
She had had her fill of Marietta,
so she walked with a couple seventh year Hufflepuffs to another class.� When she left that class and saw that most
her fellow seventh years were heading in a different direction then she needed
too, she even thought to walk with a bunch of fifth year Ravenclaws coming out
of a nearby class.�

The dirty blonde head of Luna Lovegood was very noticeable
in the crowd.� Cho hurried toward other
students, ready to endure what ever insanity Luna wanted to talk about, just so
she didn�t have to walk alone.� But
suddenly, he was there.

Cho stopped short of Luna before the fifth year even noticed
she was behind her.� Cho hadn�t noticed
the scarlet and gold on some of the robes of the students leaving the
class.� The tiniest Weasley left the room
with a look of shock on her face, same as Cho, to see Harry standing at the end
of the hall.� Cho could see the girl
Gryffindor smile as the boy Gryffindor smiled at her.� However, the seventh year Ravenclaw decided
she could still walk with her fifth year housemate, it would just be passed
Harry as his eyes watched Ginny.� But
when Cho took those few steps toward the Luna, ready to call her name, someone
else did instead.

�Luna, may I have a word with you for a second?� Harry
asked.

Luna skipped over to Harry though she looked like she�d pass
right by him.� �Of course, Harry,� she
answered in her wispy tone as she stood in front of him.

Cho could see the concern on Ginny�s face as she saw Luna
with her crush.� �Oh Ginny�I�would love
to�walk�you to your�next class, if you don�t mind?� began Harry over Luna�s
short form.� �I just need to have a word
with Luna for a moment�if you don�t mind waiting?�

Ginny smiled and the word �na�ve� sounded in Cho�s
mind.� �Oh, of course, Harry,� she said
eagerly, and waited patiently to the side as Harry talked to Luna.

Cho had had enough of the display of ignorance and
admiration.� Though her walk would now
take an extra ten minutes, Cho decided to walk in the direction her fellow
seventh years had taken anyway.

***

After her final class of the day, Professor Vector decided
he wanted to have a talk with Cho about her distance in class that day.� Cho looked worriedly at the emptying
classroom, realizing that she would have to walk to her Tower alone to change
for dinner.� But a quick holler of
Marietta�s name and sincere plead to wait for her after class, found Cho
walking with her giddy group of roommates to Ravenclaw Tower.

Cho was relived that she had been thinking on her feet and
had begged Marietta
to wait for her.� She was willing to hang
out with the group all through dinner and back to the dorm if she had too,
because being alone in the school was not an option.� And Cho had to admit that she had a tinge of
concern by the fact that he hadn�t attacked her all day.� She wanted to believe it was because her
shove before lunch was her way of telling him, she wasn�t scared of him, that
he didn�t have that much power over her�anymore.� Or maybe it was her wise thinking of staying
with others all day that day so he didn�t have an opportunity to snatch her
away.

No, Cho, don�t be daft
enough to think any of those things, she thought to herself.� The day
is not over yet.� And even if he gave you
a break today, he�ll take you twice as hard tomorrow, won�t he?� And don�t think he�ll just kiss it, and lick
it like he did yesterday.� He won�t just
let his fingers spread you open and play with your�self.� No.�
Not Harry.� He�ll want to be
inside of you.� He�ll stick his�all the
way in until you feel like you�re going to split in half.� And he�ll fu�have�take you slower, harder,
and longer this time, just you wait and see��

Cho felt heat again in her pelvis, and was confused as to
why it was there.� She was merely just
thinking like he was, sure of what he was going to do her when he attacked her
again.� The warmness she felt below�was
just her body preparing for�

For what, Cho?� He�s not here!� You�re just thinking dirty thoughts!

NO!� No, I�m not!�
It was just the stuff he�d�do to me!

You want him too?

I don�t!

Then why are you
wet?� You know what you�re feeling
between your legs right now.

I�I�m�not�it�s just�

�AHHH!� Cho lifted her head up toward the arched ceilings of
the corridors and suddenly screamed in frustration.

�Bloody hell, Cho!�
What�s the matter with you?� asked one of the startled girls.� �Oh!� she said suddenly, and pointed toward
Cho�s ripped book bag.� �Sorry, I didn�t
realized your bag ripped.� Blimey, I hate
when that happens��

Cho looked down to see what the girl was talking about and
sure enough, her books and papers were scattered all over the hall floor.� Doubly frustrated now with her bag torn and
Harry existing, Cho dropped to the floor to pick up her belongings.

�You need some help, Cho?� asked Marietta, crouching down to pick up a few
discarded quills.

�Thanks, Mari.� I�ll
be fine.� Go on ahead,� she said without
thinking.� �I�ll be up shortly.�

Marietta
handed the quills to Cho who had quickly stuffed them into the torn bag as the girls
walked away.� She mumbled irately to
herself as she shoved pieces of paper in her books and set them inside the bag
as well.� This was his fault too, she was
sure of it.� Her hatred for him had led
her to subconsciously destroying her book bag.�
He was the cause of all her problems, so why not this one.� In fact, Cho was sure she could find a way to
blame Global Warming on Harry Potter if she thought about it long enough.

Once she placed everything in her bag, she looked around the
floor for her wand that had fallen out as well.�
Cho saw it a few feet behind her.�
The Ravenclaw crawled toward the instrument, but a wind blew it few more
feet away.� She crawled even further and
the wand rolled slowly away from her some more.�
Then Cho stopped crawling as her eyes narrowed in comprehension.� Not so much as breathing, she stayed on all
fours for a moment watching the wand even after it stopped moving.� Ignoring the pain in her knees from sitting
on the stone floor, Cho waited.� Then
suddenly, she pounced on her wand.� Well,
near it, for it flew through the air the moment she touched the tip of it and
went around the corner.

Cho nearly swore, something she rarely did, when she stood
up.� The Ravenclaw knew why her wand had
taken flight.� Seething with anger, the
pretty seventh year stormed around the corner to where her deep brown eyes met
emerald green.� But she was also nearly
introduced to a red light heading toward her from her own wand, before she
ducked out of the way.� And then bravely,
the Ravenclaw dove toward the Boy-Who-Lived and managed to get her hands around
his throat.

�HARRY, WHY CAN�T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU SON OF A�YOU
AS�YOU WANKER!� she shouted in his face as she tried to choke him.� Harry grabbed at the hands around his neck,
but the girl�s grip was surprisingly stronger.�
It was so strong, in fact, that she had a chance to pull his head
forward and slam it against the wall behind him.� But that wall wasn�t a wall, but a door to a
spacious storage room.

Cho and Harry landed on the ground hard inside the
room.� Both wands flew from Harry�s hands
as the stone of the floor met his back.�
However much in pain, he was able to buck Cho off of him.� He jumped on top of her and struggled to get
her swinging arms down by her head.� �I
see there�s a bit of a fighter in you, Cho!�
Not just a tight, wet��

�SHUT YOUR FILTHY MOUTH!� she shouted, kicking her leg all
the way, and colliding her knee into his back.�
Harry fell over in pain, and Cho took the opportunity to stand up, grab
a bucket off the shelf and slam it into his back.� But before she knew it, Harry had grabbed her
ankle and pulled her down to the floor again.�
�AHH!� she screamed as she landed on her arm, and scratched her perfect
face with the floor.� Harry flipped her
over on her stomach, and began yanking her skirt up.� It was then that Cho saw the bristles of a
broom near her face and as he torn away her panties once more, she grabbed
it.� The handle of the broom collided
with Harry�s forehead, sending him flying to his backside from the stars he now
saw in his green eyes.� Cho stood up and
pulled down her skirt.� She was exhausted
from the fighting and was bleeding from her cheek as Harry stayed on the floor
holding his head.

Cho limped, though triumphantly, to the door.� Her anger had saved her, and now Harry laid
on the floor of the storage room to hurt to hurt her anymore.� Cho reached for the door knob, but before she
could grab the metal cylinder, she felt something blunt strike her behind her
knees, knocking her to the ground.� She
screamed out of anger more than fear even when Harry crawled over her.� Swinging her arms wildly at him, she was able
to smack his face hard before he wrestled her wrists down to the floor beside
her head.� �I hate you, Harry Potter!�
she growled in his face.

Harry didn�t smirk at her as she expected, but sneered back
at her.� �I�m not too fond of you myself,
Cho Chang!� he snapped back, and then kicked at her knees with his own until
his both were inside of hers.� �Now, I�ve
got you down, you can�t get up no matter how much you struggle!�� And she did.�
Cho did all she could to get out of Harry�s grasp short of gnawing her
own arm off.� �STOP IT!� he shouted,
tiring of her fight.� �Lift your legs,
this is going to happen��

�Go to hell!� she retorted.

Harry smirked and she wanted to head bunt him it annoyed her
so much.� �Ah, the perfect Cho Chang
curses.� What�s next, Love?� �Damn it� or perhaps �Fuck me harder�?�

�Or FU�FU�I HATE YOU!� Cho tried to curse, and failed.

Harry�s smile was condescending, angering her even
more.� �Nice try.� Maybe next time,

�eh?� But for now,
since you�re not cooperating and I haven�t a clue where my wand is�� Harry
began and pulled with much effort her arms above her head.� He clamped his larger hand over both her wrists.� The Ravenclaw struggled with all her might,
but to no avail, and Harry reminded her of such as he unzipped his pants.� �You�re not getting away from me, Cho, accept
it�� he said as he pulled out his extremely hard penis.

Cho couldn�t believe he�d be so hard after the struggle they
had gone through.� But he�s a disturbed freak, Cho, she told herself, that�s why he�s so�� And judging by the state of it, the look in
his eyes, and the fact that you can�t get out of his grasp, he�s right, this is
going to happen.� So the sooner it
happens, the sooner it�s over.� And
you�re already prepared down below so��
She gasped at her own thoughts as she realized she was wet and ready
too.� Just
get him to the edge as quickly as possible and you can get away from him.� At least for today, that is�

Cho�s deep brown eyes exuded anger and resentment to the
green eyes that were displaying the same toward her.� But as Green Eyes pushed her legs open, it
was with a lot less struggle then he anticipated she was sure.� Cho felt herself opening up to him; feeling a
gentle breeze caress her moistened femininity as he spread open her legs.� The green eyes left Cho�s eyes for a moment
as he looked down at her exposed and gaping intimate area.� But Cho didn�t look away in shame as he
looked lustfully at her body.� She was
far too livid to care anymore.� He could
look all he wants, because he could fuck her all he wants apparently.� And she was sure he considered all her more
private areas his property anyway, not hers anymore.� So as Harry watched HIS pussy, she wished
that he would just enter her, fuck her, and let her go.

In an effort to get the assault started, Cho lifted her hips
and allowed her open folds to rub against the shaft of manhood.� Harry took a breath as the wetness slid down
his penis, and he looked back into the brown eyes of his victim.� �Eager, are we?� he nearly smirked, but
seemed a bit to flush to allow it free.�
Cho didn�t answer him, just kept an intent glare into his eyes.� �No answer?� he added when he received no
response.� �Reckon, I should find a way
to make you speak then; more like holler out in ecstasy�� he said with a grin
to her silent face before pushing deeply into her.

Cho whimpered only slightly at the rough entrance, but she
bit her lip to keep words from her escaping her.� He, however, let out a guttural moan at first
feel of her enclosed around his member.�
When he opened his eyes from the intense feeling of being buried within
her, he met brown eyes watching his green intensely.� Cho�s glare was unwavering even as Harry�s
thrusts inside her were slow but purposeful, and always to the hilt.� Her moans were minimal as she kept a grip on
her bottom lip, as if daring it to open to release a sound.� In fact, the only sounds heard in the storage
room were Harry�s heavy breathing, his occasional moans, and the light sound of
him gliding through her juicy wet cunt.�
But even though he couldn�t control his sounds of appreciation for what
he was feeling, he stayed locked in her trance.

Those green eyes she had once loved so much were trying to
penetrate her broken soul.� Trying being
the operative word, for Cho knew it was her eyes that were entering him just as
deeply, purposefully, and relentlessly as his dick was entering her.� She watched her assailant taking her.� She watched his eyes flutter open and close
as the sensation of her intimate area took him over at random.� She watched him moving back and forth above
her as he rode her insides at a moderate speed, but never breaking eye contact
with him if he didn�t.� She watched him
bite his own lip for some reason as his eyes glanced down at her lips.� She watched him bite his lip harder when she
bucked her hips slightly meeting his thrusts, then clenching her muscles
briefly around dick.

�Oh�God�� Harry barely said out loud, before breaking eye
contact for a moment at the feeling.

Cho wanted to smile, but the idea of letting go of her lip
was not one she like just in case something escaped her as well.� But she knew she had a way to bring him over and
his torture over with it.� She bucked her
hips again, clenching her feminine muscles and knocking Harry off his rhythmic
pace for a moment as he briefly praised a higher power once more.� Her lip tried again to pull away from her
teeth, but Cho wouldn�t allow it.� With
her eyes locked on Harry�s, she bucked her hips again and elicited the same
reaction from her.� The lip tugged once
more, and Cho thought she�d do it once more, and then smile triumphantly in his
face.

So lip released, Cho bucked her hips up slowly this time,
and clenched even harder.� But the smile
she expected to form on her lips didn�t come, because instead she inhaled
deeply and moan.� Her body had betrayed her
once more, and was officially Harry�s now.�
The sensation of her meeting his thrusts and holding him tightly inside
her felt undeniably good.� �Mmmm, yes it
does feel good,� he whispered trying to sound triumphant over her, but
whimpered instead.

Cho tried to get a hold back on her bottom lip as she kept
her focus on Harry, but the feeling had been so sensual and tantalizing that
her lips were parted and her breathing was heavy.� And when Harry had stop thrusting into her,
and started winding his hips while buried deep inside, brushing up against her
clit, it was almost too much for Cho to take.�
She kept her eyes intently on his even though he was officially driving
her mad with desire.� Cho arched her back
involuntarily, and it had been her down fall as he was now grinding right
against her nub of pleasure while filling her insides with his throbbing
meat.�

�Ohhhh�� she moaned, eyes closed, head back, back arched,
and cumming all over Harry�s dick.� He
only rode her insides for a few circular strokes more before he yelled what he
was about to do and did it.� Cho could
feel her femininity filling up with Harry�s hot liquid as she felt him
trembling above her.� She also shook at
the feeling of him filling her up and her hips lifted once more as if to stroke
the last drop out of him.� As she
realized what she was doing, she hated herself for it and she shook again,
mostly to ignore the fact that it was turning her on.

Cho opened her eyes to remember who she had done that too;
to remember that she had just fought against what just happened to her, but it
happened again anyway; and she came again anyway.� When she opened them, she was surprised to
find green staring back at her.� His lips
were trembling, still coming down from his orgasm, and Cho realized that her
lips were doing the same�but hers were trembling because of a breeze coming
from somewhere in the room, of course.�
Cho could feel his breath blowing over her lips as his face was half a
foot away from hers.� She watched the
green eyes leave hers, and look down at her parted lips.� Then she watched him slowly lean down to her
mouth, gently placing his lips on hers.�
Cho opened her mouth further to him and bit down heavily on his bottom
lip.

�OUCH!� Harry shouted, throwing his head back from the
sudden on set of pain.� He release one of
her arms and touched his bitten lip.� He
narrowed his eyes at his finger when he saw bits of red on the tips.� �What the hell?�

Cho raised an eyebrow to the Chosen One.� �Oh, did that hurt?� she asked sarcastically.

Harry didn�t answer as he narrowed his eyes angrily at
her.� He hastily lowered his mouth to
hers again, pressing so hard it couldn�t be called a kiss.� But Cho�s lips were stronger and she was able
to open them once more, biting him once more.�
�DAMN IT, CHO!� Harry shouted as he pulled his head back.

Cho smiled just as freely as she wanted too earlier.� �Hurt, did it?� Brilliant!��
And with that, the Ravenclaw pushed Harry back and out of her.� Then she pushed his weak, sated body off
her.� He landed on the stone ground hard,
and he moaned holding his lip and his backside.�
�YOU do not kiss me!� Ever!� she
said with conviction.� Harry just laid on
his side in pain.� Cho stood up in
extreme pain.� Not only had she been
nearly grounded into the stone floor from sex, she had fought as if she was
wrestling multiple Grindylows right before it.�
The pretty exhausted Ravenclaw pulled down her skirt, spotted her wand
sticking out a mop bucket, found her torn panties and headed toward the
door.� She didn�t know if Harry was in
just so much pain or was so tired from the sex that he didn�t make a move to
stop her from leaving, and she didn�t care.

Cho left the room without saying a word, and rushed as
quickly as her aching body would take her to Ravenclaw tower.� She threw her newly mended book bag on her
bed as everyone was getting ready to go down to the Great Hall for dinner.� But Cho had one destination in mind, the
tub.� With everyone gone, she could soak
her sore body as long as she wanted, and she would.

�What took you so long, Cho?�
We were waiting for you before we went to dinner,� said Marietta.�

Cho grabbed her towel and favorite toiletries without even
looking up at her friend.� She wanted to
say go down stairs and to the nearest storage room.� There she�d find an aching Harry Potter
freshly off raping her.� But Cho knew she
would say something about Harry preferring breast of chicken over the thighs.

Now if I could just
say �Cho� instead of chicken, that statement would be almost accurate.� Almost, because he seems to enjoy my thighs
as well� she thought.

�Took a lot longer to mend my bag than I expected, is
all.� I�uh�won�t be heading down to
dinner; not hungry,� she lied as her stomach growled and she limped into the
bathroom, ignoring any further questions.

When the tub was full, and the doors were locked, Cho sunk
herself deep inside the hot, bubbly water.�
Her body screamed in appreciation for what it was receiving, and Cho
nearly sneered at herself.� �Oh, you
bloody enjoy any sensation you receive, don�t you?� she scolded her breasts
that were to represent her whole body because they were the only things she
could see in the bubbles.�
�You�came�again!� You don�t belong
to me, you belong to him!� she berated her, no, Harry�s body.� �And don�t try to use the excuse of the
natural reaction to that kind of physical contact.� I mean, yes, we wanted him to�cum�and get it
over with.� But you came before him!� When it began to�feel good, you should have
stopped!� He would have�had an orgasm
anyway!� It wasn�t an issue of power for
you, if felt good to you!� Look at you
now!� Cho scolded her breasts as her nipples became hard in the warm
water.� �Getting all hard just thinking
about how it felt.� Stop it!�� With her order, she grab one of the perk ends
and squeezed.� Her breath caught in her
throat, but she ignored it as she continued to try and hurt herself.� �And you�� she continued and reached down
into the water and between her legs.� Cho
cupped her feminine area in her hand pressed down hard.� �You like it too, don�t you?� You get we�prepared SO easily!� And you only work for him, not for me, not
even for Michael last term.� But you
belong to me and I�m to have control over you!� she said and gave her nipple
another tug while pressing her hand down so hard on her vagina that her finger
slipped through her folds and pressed down on her clit.� Now when her breath caught in her throat, she
paid more attention.

Her eyes began to close as she rolled her nipple around in
her fingers.� She pulled and pinched it,
then eased her hand over to the other one to do the same.� Between her legs, her index and ring finger
imitated Harry�s the day before and spread open her lips, allowing her middle
finger to glide gently, then not so gently over her swollen clit.� Cho laid her head back on the edge of the tub,
and took control of her body.� She was
eliciting her own moans.� She was
making�keeping her nipples hard.� She was
making herself wet.� And now, she was
causing the stir in her loins; the biting of her lip; the sensation of ecstasy
taking over her body.� And finally the
orgasm that shook through her, and the praises to a higher power for such a
wonderful feeling.

As Cho came down from the orgasm she created in herself, she
decided to find a way to control her body from that point on.

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