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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 List
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A/N:� Okay, first thing I want to say is I love how
Jake and Salon Kitty have to different types of worries for Harry and Cho.� Salon asked if I�m trying to kill Cho, and
Jake is sure Harry will be foolish without what-they-do-whatever and get
himself killed.� I won�t say anymore
about that, but I love it.

Salon, I apologize
you�re right, PTSD does not describe Harry in this story.� Maybe on a co-morbidly level:� He is suffering from PTSD in addition too�a
psychological break down for sure.� But
the PTSD is definitely Harry in the actual stories, in my opinion.� I don�t know about borderline for Harry.� He is impulsive in canon, but only when it�s
necessary, in my opinion.� If he was
straight borderline, Draco would have been ripped a new one well before Order
on the pitch.� I think he would have been
impulsive in every aspect of his life.�
When it comes to Voldemort and the war and all that loveliness, yes,
he�s impulsive because he needs to get the job done!LOL� And then the Avoidant Personality, I don�t know
either.� I�m NO expect that�s for sure,
but he�s not the shy type in my opinion.�
He can command a situation with others in it, be it to fight or on the
pitch.� He just grabbed Ginny and kissed
her, he wasn�t worried about how she felt about him at the time, he was more
concerned about Ron killing him.� And he
asked Cho out, be it late the first time, but still did it twice in over two
books.� He likes positive attention, i.e.
HBP with his praise for using the book secretly, winning Quidditch matches, Cho,
things like that.� See, that�s why I
don�t know what the proper diagnoses for Harry would be.� I just think he needs to be left alone with
the people not only that he loves, but that LOVE him, and just relax
forever.�

To bad JKR didn�t go
into real life after the final battle, meaning was there extensive therapy
sessions or medication!LOL� But your
reading suggestions, I would love to find somewhere.� I love the idea of professionals trying to
sort through Harry�s behaviors, mind and whatnot.

Chapter 23 � The
Little Victim That Could

Cho was grateful Cormac didn�t have any other plans for
Hogsmeade but to do some shopping, so he didn�t have any problem with going
with her and meeting up with her later.�
She was also grateful that Harry looked a mess that morning staring at
her over his empty plate of breakfast.�
The Ravenclaw was still feeding off his pain, though oddly, hers never
subsided.

But Cho was steadfast in trying to rid herself of the pain
as she walked to Hogsmeade hand in hand with Cormac. �His hand was gentle and soft, but it wasn�t
the strong, lightly calloused hand of Harry.�
Stop thinking about him! she
scolded herself.� But it was
pointless.� As the Ravenclaw half
listened to Cormac talk about nothing of interest to her, she imagined the few
times she had walked hand in hand with Harry down the halls.� How he didn�t care if anyone seen them that
way, though no one ever did.� And how he
would squeeze her hand for reassurance when she worried about being caught, or
when he made her laugh as they walked, or just to do so to make her smile.� For
God�s sake, stop it, Cho!

But Cho knew what she had to do now that she allowed herself
to think about Harry for too long�

�So I�ll meet you later, then?� she asked, stopping them on
the main road of the wizarding village.�
Cho stood in front of Cormac and smiled, though she was swallowing hard
in the process and already beginning her own �Little Engine That Could�
speech.� I can do this, I can do this, I can do this� she thought as she
pulled Cormac down toward her mouth for a more intense than necessary kiss good
bye.

The seventh year boy wore a dopey smile on his red face as
he stumbled away from the now nauseated, but also smiling, seventh year
girl.� �Three�Sticky Brooms�er, um, I
mean�Three Room Bricks�I mean�� he stuttered, trying to get his bearings after
the unexpected kiss.

Cho giggled.� �Yes,
Three Broomsticks in two hours.� Bye
then.�� As Cormac nodded and waved at her
as he walked backward, Cho noticed a different version of the Golden Trio.� Ron, Hermione and Ginny were walking happily
along the streets of Hogsmeade without their star member.� The moment Cormac turned around and saw the
group, namely Ginny, he seemed to get his bearings quickly and walked just as
fast toward the group.� Cho could care
less.� She needed to hit the dress shop,
find a dress quickly, be fitted for it, meet back up with Cormac in two hours,
and forget about Harry Potter in the process.

All in a day�s work,
then! she thought to herself as she headed down the street.

�Hey, Cho, hang on!� called a female voice as Cho approached
Madam and Madam Taitlen�s Formal Wear.�
The Ravenclaw turned to see her roommate Patricia rushing toward
her.� �Hiya!� Going in to find a dress for the party next
weekend, then?� Patricia asked out of breath.

�Yeah.� You?� Cho
asked.

Patricia nodded and smiled deviously.� �I�ll be at that party as well.� Heard only Sluggy�s bringing a vampire friend
of his in!� Talk about a hickey!� It would rival even the angriest of red ones
you�ve come to acquire!� she laughed, Cho only smiled briefly.

�So uh, you�re apart of the Slug Club thing too?� Cho asked,
trying to block the memory of Harry�s many love bites.�

Marking me as his
own�� I�ve never seen a love bite on
Ginny�

Have you seen her naked?� Maybe hers are only placed in�special places�� Cho swallowed a newly developing lump in her
throat.

�No,� Patricia replied, and Cho was grateful for the
distraction.� �I�m going with Blaise
Zabini, that Slytherin sixth year.� He�ll
be good for a lay. �Beside, I haven�t had
a sixth year Slytherin yet to complete my collection.� At least he�s cute, isn�t he?�

Cho was trying hard to remember the person her friend was
talking about.� She couldn�t, so she
simply shrugged her shoulders.� �Sure.�

Patricia snorted in response.� �You haven�t a clue who he is, do you?� she
asked, and Cho smiled as her cheeks colored from embarrassment.� �Well, I suppose you wouldn�t pay attention
to a mediocre boy such as him considering you�ve had some lovelies in the past
and present.� Handsome Cedric, the
green-eyed hero Harry, and now gorgeous Cormac.�� We�ll just�ignore Michael�because well, you
should have,� she said, then laughed, causing Cho to laugh with her.

It felt good to laugh for the moment with her friend as they
walked toward the dress shop.� But her
laughter died while Patricia continued to talk as Cho realized that that list
of boys all had one thing in common.� She
liked Harry throughout each of those relationships.� Well, at least in the beginning of Cormac she
hated Harry.� Oh, how she wished for
those days once more.� When she hated
Harry�s guts, fucked his brains out, and could walk away not caring if she left
him with the ability to walk or not.� How
so much easier it was then.� Cho
remembered how it wasn�t her chest that was aching then, it was the area
between her legs aching for the next encounter with him.� After awhile she had stopped crying every
night from disbelief at how her world and body had changed, now she was back at
it again from disbelief of how her world and emotions had changed.� And worse yet, she was never jealous of Ginny
Weasley, if anything she felt sorry for the fifth year.� Now who was the pathetic, na�ve one?

I hate you, Harry
Potter� she thought as she entered the perfume heavy shop.� However, half of her felt the complete
opposite.

�Yes, ladies, how may I help you�� asked one of the Madam
Taitlen�s as the girls walked in.

After going through the racks, Cho had chosen three dresses
she wanted to at least try on.� Madam
Taitlen walked her into one of the dressing rooms and told her to take her
time.� Patricia was in a room a few doors
over trying on nearly seven.� �Can�t find
one that�s easy to get out of!� Don�t
know how patient that Zabini�s going to be!� she laughed loudly so that Cho
could hear her.

Cho stood in her room and closed her door.� �Merlin, Patricia, is that all you think
about?� she shouted back as she hung up her dresses.

�Yes!� We�ve been
rooming for quite sometime now, haven�t we?�
I forget to use the silencing charm sometimes just like you do when
having a go at myself!� the promiscuous seventh year girl laughed.

Cho giggled once more.�
�Patricia!� she shouted as she took off her coat and hung it up.

�I�LL wait outside in the shop if you ladies have any questions,�
said the blushing voice of one of the Taitlen sisters in the main hall of the
dressing rooms.

Patricia snorted.�
�Thanks!� But I�m pretty well
versed on the subject of the birds and the bees.� Perhaps you could give Miss Chang a few
pointers?� the laughing girl suggested.�
She didn�t receive an answer.�
�No?� Shall I teach everyone in
here, then?�

By this time, Cho was already taking off her jeans while
giggling at her friend.� �Don�t need any
pointers on the subject, thanks, Patricia!� Cho shouted.� �Besides��

�That�s for damn sure.�
You�re quite brilliant at it,� said a low voice, a male voice, in her
dressing room.� Cho gasped loudly and
stepped back, knocking into the locked door behind her as her eyes darted
around to find the owner of the voice she recognized.

�Oh, come off it, Cho.�
I�m sure the dress doesn�t look that awful on you!� shouted
Patricia.� Cho covered her mouth to
stifle her next gasp when Harry suddenly appeared in the corner of her dressing
room, having just pulled his Cloak off his head.� �I�ll be down to see in just a moment, soon as
I climb my way out of this monstrosity I�m trapped in,� said Patricia.

The green eyes of Harry Potter scanned Cho�s nearly naked
form.� She wore her bra and panties, but
she still felt exposed.� As he stepped
toward her, she grabbed one of her dresses off the hook and placed it in front
of her.� The green eyes narrowed finally
giving an expression to the blank face of her assailant.� �Covering up, for me?� I�ve seen you in less, Love,� Harry said just
as blankly as his expression once read.

�What are you doing here, Harry?� Cho whispered, leaning
against the door of the room, feeling like the dressed that covered her was just
as transparent as his Cloak.� Normally
she loved being on display for him, but things had changed.� �Please�stop�� she requested, putting her
hand up to prevent him from coming closer.�

To her surprise he stopped in his tracks.� Cho knew had this been early September, he
would not have stopped at her request.�
He would have had her bound to the door, panties torn away, her legs
around his waist, silencing charm on both of them, and taking her roughly right
there.� She knew had it been October,
November, a few weeks ago, she would have already leapt on him, no panties to
remove, and begging him to fuck her harder against the wall, no silencing charms
just for the challenge of possibly getting caught.� How things had change.� Cho�s body wanted the latter, though her
heart wished for the prior, and her mind was caught between the brutal
tug-o-war of needs.

Harry took her hand while watching her eyes, and kissed it
lightly.� Cho closed her eyes at the feel
of his lips on her skin, and held her breath.�
Stay strong� her mind begged
her.� The pain in her chest was always
strongest when he was near by or the mere sight of him.� Now, it was practically restricting her
breathing.

�I�ve come to get you, Cho,� he finally said, his tone
matching his now blank expression.� �I�ll
wait for you to get your dress, which I thought you said you already picked
out, then, I�m taking you back up to the school and making love to you for the
remainder of the day.� So you may want to
hurry up, because I don�t know how much longer I can last,� he explained in the
same manner as before.

Cho yanked her hand away from his.� �I don�t have to hurry up, because I�m not
going anywhere with you, Harry!� she whispered loudly.� �I�ve told you already, after I get my dress
I�m to meet up with Cormac for a coffee at�Madam Puddiefoot�s,� she lied,
having no intentions of ever stepping foot in that relationship death
trap.� Not that her and Cormac were in a
real relationship, but he had to last until the end of her school year if she
had a chance to survive her heart ache.

�Ditch him,� Harry said simply, and still blankly.

The pretty Ravenclaw narrowed her eyes at the Boy Hero.� �I will do no such thing!� she whispered
loudly, affronted.� �How dare you even
suggest that!� I couldn�t very well tell
you to leave G��

�You rather be with me then him, admit it, Cho!� Harry
whispered the truth loudly, finally showing some emotion on his face.� Cho reveled in the fact that there was slight
apprehension tainting the green of his eyes though his expression was
demanding.� It was time for her to take
some power from his tiny bit of pain.

Cho stood up straight from leaning on the door.� No longer caring to reveal herself in front
of Harry, she opened the dressed and stepped inside it, ignoring his stares
completely.� Walking past him, she looked
at herself in the mirror.� Well, her eyes
were aimed at her body, but her peripheral was peeking at Harry.� The apprehension had grown in his eyes.�

�You�re sure about that, are you, Harry?� she asked,
smoothing her dress down in the front.�
It was hideous on her, but she continued to eye it with fake interest as
if it were the most beautiful piece of fabric she�d ever seen.� �Cormac would just love me in this dress,�
she said out loud.

�Going good, then?� Patricia asked.�� Don�t need to come down there?�

Cho blatantly looked at Harry in her mirror.� �No, I�ve got this completely under control,�
she replied to her friend, though looking at her assailant.� She didn�t know if she felt that entirely,
but it was worth the effort of saying it in front of Harry.� After several moments of silence from the
Boy-Who-Watched-Her, Cho whispered, �You haven�t answered my question,� she told
the mirror.

Harry narrowed his eyes at her in the mirror.� �About you wanting to be with me more
than�McLaggen?� he asked.� Cho
nodded.� She wanted to him say he was
sure.� There was more power to be
had.� �I�m quite sure you�d rather be
with me�then him, Cho.�

The Ravenclaw couldn�t help but smile.� �Really, Harry?� You know, I felt sure of something once.� But then I received a rather rude wake-up
call unexpectedly,� she explained as she slid the dress off, turned around and
leaned her half naked body past him to get another dress off the hook.� Sliding into the unzipped dress, Cho watched
her assailant in the mirror.� �I suggest
you take a good listen before making such a statement.� Or perhaps your wake-up call is sounding
right n��

Cho�s words halted when she felt a lightly calloused hand
slid into the back of her dress so quickly, she startled.� Just as quickly, the arm of that hand had
skirted around her waist inside the open dress and another arm was across the
front of her shoulders.� He held her
tightly against him, and Cho exhaled hoping to retain some of the strength she
had just acquired.�

�You do want to be with me,� Harry said desperately into her
neck.� The seventh year wished she hadn�t
worn a ponytail that day, giving him full access to her neck.� Then again, had she had her hair down, he
would have had no problem with burying his face in it, and the Ravenclaw would
not have the strength to pull away.�
�Admit it, Love,� he continued to whisper desperately, �you want to be
with me locked away somewhere in the castle.�
Say it, Cho, tell me you want me to make love to you�� His lips were on her neck, tasting the
exposed skin.� Cho�s tiny bit of newly
acquired strength was waning fast.� Her
body missed him but her heart still hurt.�
�Say it, Love�� he whispered once more desperately, painfully.

Cho, snap out of it!
she yelled at herself as her eyes were beginning to close.� Cho?� Cho!

�Make�make�love�to me�� she whispered, trying hard to keep
herself together.� �How��

�Right here,� Harry whispered, pulling his arm out of her
dress, and using both hands to lower her straps, while placing light kisses on
her slowly exposed shoulders.

Cho opened her eyes and closed her arms tightly around
herself to keep the dress and her tiny bit of strength from falling.� ��can you say �make love� to me, Harry?� she
asked, looking over her bare shoulder at him.�
�We don�t make love, nor have we ever.�
At best we�ve had�slow sex.� But
you can�t very well call that making love, can you?� Cho huffed, stepping
forward and out of his grasp.� �We�ve
fucked, you�ve raped me, we�ve had sex before, but making love�that�s something
you do with someone you�love, I reckon.�
Ginny would be the one for that, I suppose.� Maybe I�ll find someone for that
someday.� Maybe�� she whispered even
lower, but sure she wanted Harry to hear, �I already have��

Emerald orbs narrowed to near slits behind glass.� �What�s that suppose to mean?� he asked
angrily.

�Blimey, Cho, your voice sounds a bit rough down there.� Have you swallowed one of the straps or
something?� Patricia laughed.� �Maybe a
stray bit of lace, perhaps?�

Cho forced a laugh as she looked at the angry expression of
Harry in the mirror.� �No, I�m fine,� she
called out to her friend.

�Now you haven�t answered my question, Cho!� Harry whispered
loudly.�

The Ravenclaw slid her bra straps back up before sliding her
second dress off.� Laying it to the side,
she reached past his angry form and grabbed the third and final dress off the
hook.� She lowered the dress over her
head, and then flattened the material around her waist.� It was stunning.� For a moment, Cho allowed herself to get lost
in the fantasy she had since Cormac asked her to the party.� She imagined wearing such a fabulous dress,
Harry wouldn�t know if he wanted to take it off of her or just look at her for
awhile.� However, the Harry standing
behind her at the moment seemed only focused on her face in the mirror.

�Answer me, Cho!� he demanded in a whisper.

Cho sucked her teeth loudly.�
�Marietta,
is that you?� asked Patricia in her dressing room.

Cho�s eyes rested on the slated emerald gaze staring back at
her.� The strength was building.� �Look, Harry,� she began, �it�s obvious you
need to get off��

Harry rolled his eyes.�
�Bloody hell, this again�� he seemed to mumble to himself.

The seventh year turned around to face her assailant.� �Well, it is obvious, isn�t it?�� She pointed toward the slight bulge in his pants.� �Why don�t you just wait patiently for Ginny
and��

�Why is it,� Harry interrupted her, �every time I want to
make love to you lately, you bring up Ginny?�

Cho snorted coolly and shook her head.� �How silly of me to bring up your girlfriend, when you want sex?�
Not befitting of a proper whore, is it?�

�You are not my whore, Cho!�
How many times must I tell you that?� Harry yelled just above a whisper.

Cho stared at him for a moment in silence.� �I�m not your girlfriend either,� she said
blankly.� �They�re the ones privy to
being made love too, to being kissed, and hugged, and told they look
pretty.� Not the whore.� Not me.�

The two teenagers watched each other in a tense
silence.� Cho didn�t know how much more
she could dish out to the Boy Hero to irritate him enough to leave.� As he walked toward her once more, Cho felt
sure if he so much as touched her, she melt right in his arms.� Closing her eyes as he got closer, the pretty
girl felt the Gryffindor reach past her.�
She opened her eyes to see him pulling his Invisibility Cloak from out
of the pile of dresses near by.� When he
stood up straight, their eyes locked.�
Cho swallowed hard, hoping he�d just leave, hoping that if he didn�t
she�d have something else to say that could make him, hoping that he didn�t
touch her because if she didn�t give into his needs, she�d burst into tears.

Suddenly, Cho sniffed hard in preparation when Harry gently
placed his hand on her cheek.� He lifted
her chin, and lowered his lips to hers.�
Before Cho could think to slap him, bite him, or verbally protest he
pulled away looking into her eyes.� �You
look beautiful in that dress,� he said just above a whisper, before backing
away, throwing on his Cloak, and walking out of her door.

The tears fell before the tiny bell of the shop door dinged
to let everyone know an invisible person had just walked out.� Cho leaned against the wall of her changing
room, and slid down in her pretty dress as she cried.� She hadn�t even noticed the door opening once
more.

�It looks lovely, Cho,� comforted Patricia, standing in the
doorway.� �There�s no need to cry about
it.�

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Late that Saturday night, Cho sat in her semi dark common
room, balled up on a navy blue couch.�
She had been looking for Terry all evening after Cormac walked her to
her Tower and she became nauseated while kissing him.� But Terry wasn�t in his bed.� She wondered if her friend would mind a girl
in his bed to wait for him.� Cho was
tired of crying in her own bed.� Crying
in the common room all alone had been fine so far, but she�d rather have a
shoulder to cry on.� Especially someone
who won�t ask any questions though they may have an idea like Terry.

The sound of the Tower door opening startled the Ravenclaw
girl, and she quickly wiped away a fresh tear from her cheek.� She sniffed hard to compose herself, but hers
wasn�t the only one.� Cho sat up straight
on the couch and could see in the dying embers of the fireplace that Terry was
walking into the common room.

�Terry?� Cho called and the Ravenclaw boy jumped nearly a
foot in the air.

�Shit, Cho!� You
scared the hell out of me!� he said, holding his chest and trying to catch his
breath.� �What on earth are you doing
down here at this hour?� Oh, wait�never
mind.�

Cho stood up and rushed over to her friend who quickly
lowered his head as she approached.� �No,
no, I just�I was looking for you at dinner, after dinner.� I knew�what you were�up too.� I just�needed someone to�not talk to�I
guess,� she joked, but noticed no laughter from her friend.� �Terry, what�s the matter?� Cho asked as she
noticed wetness on the boy�s cheek.� �Oh,
no, what happened?�

Terry shook his head toward the floor between them.� �N-nothing�I�m just�I�m just�a dumb shit, is
all!� he nearly shouted.

Cho threw her arm around her weeping friend�s shoulder.� �Ssshhh,� she comforted.� �Come on, let�s have a seat.� No good going upstairs when you�re in this
condition.�� The two walked to the couch
as Terry did all he could to compose himself.�
As they sat, Cho attempted to the wipe the tears from her friend�s face
with her hands but found it pointless.�
Silent, relentless tears fell down the boy�s face and Cho conjured up a
napkin to help dry them.� �Do you want to
talk about it?� she asked.

Terry shook his head.�
�What�s there to talk about?� I�m
a bloody idiot!� I knew the warning
signs!� I knew how others have crashed
and burned!� And yet�I still�� I don�t want to talk about it!� he said, then
sat back hard on the couch and covered his eyes.� Cho sat and watched her friend hurting over
something he probably couldn�t control.�
She felt his pain.� �But this is
not�my fault entirely�� he mumbled suddenly, looking toward the darken
ceiling.� �He�he�threw me for a
loop!� I�wasn�t prepared for this.� There was no precedence on this
with�him!� I��

�What, Terry?� Cho asked.

�I said I don�t want to talk about it!� Terry said, wiping
the tears from his temples.� Sniffing
hard and swallowing, he closed his eyes.�
�He�bottoms for�no one.� No one, he
said�� he began to mumble once more.� �No
one��

�Oh, Terry�� Cho whispered, understanding the sudden change
in his secret relationship.

�We had such a�great�day together.� Everything was�perfect, absolutely
perfect.� I�ve never�made love�so many
times in one day.� And that�s what it
was�making love, Cho�� We�made love over
and over and over�we fucked brilliantly too a few times, but we made love.� And�and�he�� Terry�s voice cracked but he
pushed on, �he�asked me�if I�d�be his first.�
Actually, he didn�t ask, he nearly demanded�and I�did it!� So�stupid�I�m so�� He felt so�I wanted it to be so perfect for
him.� And he said�he�never felt that
way�before�and that he trusted me only to�make love to him�� That�s what he said, that I �made love� to
him!� He said it�he� Then, I�� Terry took a breath and covered his face.

�What, Terry?� Cho asked, holding his leg for comfort.

�I don�t want to talk abou�I SAID I LOVED HIM!� he suddenly
blurted out.� Cho gasped.� She didn�t know Draco�s full view on sexual
affairs, but she was sure saying �I love you� to the self-righteous,
self-proclaimed Prince of Slytherin was a no-no.� �I�didn�t mean to say it�out loud!� I thought�I was thinking it!� I thought�I was��

�And he�kicked you out�or ended�whatever it is you two have?�
Cho asked.

Terry sniffed hard once more and stared almost blankly at
the ceiling.� �He�he didn�t
say�anything.� Nothing at all.� Not one single bloody word.� He just�stared at me,� he said just as
blankly as his expression.� �I�didn�t
know what to say.� I wanted to
apologize�but�it�s true�how I feel.� Then
he just�got dressed and left.� I�M SO
FUCKING STUPID!� he nearly shouted and punched the couch cushion on the side of
him.

Cho felt a tear well in her eye for her friend and her own
mistakes in love.� She lifted his arm and
placed herself underneath it.� Leaning
her head on his shoulder, Terry took the cue and leaned his cheek on Cho�s
forehead.� The hurting Ravenclaws sat in
silence for several minutes in the common room, holding onto each other in the
dark.� �S-someone told me once that I was
possibly sorted into the wrong House for several reasons, including my fear
that he fancied his best friend.� I
argued with him.� But now I�m sitting
here, just as hurt and confused as you are for a somewhat similar reason, in a
somewhat similar relationship.� Think
perhaps he was right, then?�

Terry sniffed and took exhaled.� �Can�t argue with a bloody hero, can
you?� We�re just plain stupid.�

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�You two are absolutely pathetic looking!� No wonder your paling around so much lately!�
said Marietta
to the sadden Terry and Cho.

�Oh, sod off, Marietta!� We�re not pathetic for your information,
we�re stupid!� Get it right, thank you!�
Terry retorted.� Cho laughed.

Regardless of Marietta�s
jib at breakfast, the Dismal Duo found comfort in staying by each other�s side
all day Sunday.� They had fallen asleep
on the common room couch together much to everyone entertainment that morning.� �Misery loves company�, they joked repeatedly
through the day.� Terry would warn her
not to look at a certain table during meal times because someone looked set on
making them a trio.� And Cho told him not
to look at a certain table while someone was being obnoxiously flirtation with
every girl that walked by.

�I�ll cancel it, don�t worry,� Cho told Terry at the end of
dinner when she finally remembered she made a date with Cormac to study that
evening in the library.

Terry shook his head.�
�No, Cho.� Don�t be ridiculous.� I mean, I�m somewhat confused on what you�re
doing with him, but don�t stop.� If it�s
helping you feel less like�we do, then keep it going.� I just wish I had that kind of option.� But even though he�s�done with me, I still
worry about anyone else getting close.� I
had to beg for your safety!� he joked truthfully.� Cho understood that wholeheartedly, and she
debated on telling Terry she had to do something similar for him.

�Well, maybe afterward I�ll meet you on the couch for
another crying session. �What do you
say?� Cho joked, truthfully.

�Brilliant.� This time
you bring the tears, I�ll bring the comfort,� Terry said.

�Sounds good!� Cho smiled and kissed her friend on the
cheek.

*****

Cho sat in the library with Cormac in her favorite secluded
area.� She purposefully sat there because
Harry had nearly taken her right there once before and the more she did with
someone else what she�d done with Harry, the better to help her get over
him.� Something else was happening that
Harry had done before, that Cormac imitated once as well which caused Cho to
nearly leap in the air to get away from him; Cormac was holding her knee under
the table as they studied.

The Ravenclaw had already told herself when he placed his
hand there that it is not supposed to feel like Harry�s.� She told herself not feel violated by his
touch because it was Harry who had violated her in the past, not Cormac.� She told herself to remember how much she had
fantasized about this Gryffindor only a month ago.� She told her stomach to settle down.� She told herself feeling his hand on her
knee, on her skin, was one step closer to healing her heart, and maybe her soul.� And after she took a deep breath, prayed for
strength, swallowed hard, Cho raised Cormac�s hand from her knee to her thigh
and held it there.

Keeping her eyes on her book, she could see Cormac lift his
head in surprise, then look under the table to make sure he was feeling what he
thought he was.� Nervously, Cho lifted
her eyes to him and smiled innocently, though he hadn�t a clue she felt
sick.� Ignoring it as best she could, she
leaned over, grabbed his cheek with her free hand, and kissed him deeply.� Maybe his tongue had ventured in too deep because
Cho felt sure she�d vomit.

His kisses are sweet,
Cho!� Stop it!� Just enjoy it!� You have in the past!

But things are
different now and his lips aren�t like�

OKAY!� It�s not like you were kissing Harry on a
regular basis for goodness sakes.

I would�I MEAN, I
wanted too�I mean�bloody hell�

Cho, the more you kiss
Cormac, the further away from needing�Harry you�ll be�

Cho sighed in the kiss, and opened her mouth even further
for her substitute Gryffindor.

How about�the more
I�do with him�?

The Ravenclaw broke the intense kiss and looked into the
eyes of the flushed Gryffindor.� His lips
were already swollen from her ministrations, and she gently brushed her thumb
across them.� Cho smiled and Cormac did
as well, as he kissed her finger.� As
they stared into each other eyes for a moment, the pretty girl tried not to
imagine the green with flecks of brown she missed so much.

I�don�t miss
him�THEM�I don�t�

�Cormac?� Cho barely said above a whisper.� He smiled in response and leaned down for
another kiss.� Cho swallowed the bile in
her throat and broke their kiss once more.�
�Um�tomorrow morning��

Cormac narrowed his eyes in confusion, looking as though
waiting for another day to do what he wanted to do was a ludicrous
request.� �Tomorrow?� You mean, Monday?�

The Ravenclaw sighed at the word Monday.� It used to be her favorite day of the
week.� �Yes.� Do you�have a first period?�

�No, I don�t.� Why?�
he asked, smiling.

Cho lowered her head and told her stomach to settle
down.� �Well, I�don�t either.� And I�usually�don�t go to�breakfast.� I was wondering�� she took a breath for strength,
�if�perhaps�.you�d like to spend the early morning�together?��

If he says yes or no,
whichever, excuse yourself so that you may vomit!

She felt her chin gently being lifted by hands that weren�t
Harry�s.� Eyes that weren�t of the Boy
Hero met hers, and lips not of the Chosen One spoke.� �That�s sounds excellent.� I�ll�meet you�at your Tower door in the
morning, then?�

Cho forced a smile, and nodded.� �Excuse me, please?� I must run to the loo,� she said through
nearly clenched teeth.

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

Harry�s Perfect Imperfection definitely brought the tears to
her and Terry�s Pity Fest that night before.�
Terry didn�t ask any questions, but gave her comforting words that only
they could understand.� By morning, Cho
was asleep on a pillow on Terry�s lap, while he sat up and snored to the
ceiling.� Wrapped in a blanket and his
comforting arm, Cho slept through the night.�
A first since her heart was broken.�
But the light click of her House door on that Monday morning, woke the
female Ravenclaw, partially.� She wasn�t
sure if she was still dreaming about her and Harry making love near the Black Lake
or not when she heard the noise and got a nose full of that fresh woodsy
scent.� Her pretty brown eyes parted to
see the light of the near by window indicating that it was morning.� She could also hear the sounds of Terry
snoring lightly above her.� Maybe it had
only been a dream, she thought as she closed her eyes eager to get back to Harry.

�Mmmm,� Cho moaned lightly when she felt a familiar hand
touching her cheek in her returning dream.�
�Harry�� she whispered in her sleep, smiling on her pillow.

�Yes, Love�� she heard his voice whisper back to her.� However, it was odd for her to hear his voice
considering in her mind, in her dream, she was sitting on his face being eating
into insanity.� The seventh year opened
her pretty brown eyes to the green she had been dreaming about.� Harry was knelt down, half smiling at her as
he caressed her cheek.� �Morning,
Beautiful�� he whispered.

Cho listened to Terry snore for a moment before replying to
her assailant.� �Harry�what are you doing
here�especially with�� and she darted her eyes sideways indicating the sleeping
sixth year.

Harry smiled.� �Well,
I didn�t expect you to be lying on some other bloke�s lap, now did I?� he
whispered, then held her hand that rested on her pillow.� �I�ve come for you, Love.� I��

�Harry�I know it�s Monday�but�no.� I�� Cho whispered, narrowing her eyes at her
heart ache.

The smile on the Boy Hero�s face disappeared.� �It�s not about that�I mean�that�s not the
only reason I�m here.� Love, come with
me�I have to talk to you about��

Cho huffed quietly, pausing for a moment to listen to Terry
snore a little louder.� �How daft to you
think I am to fall for that again, Harry?�
No.� I�m not going anywhere with
you.� I have other��

�Damn it, Cho!� Harry whispered loudly, and Terry snored
loudly as well.� �What is it?� What have I done?� Don�t you think I at least deserve an
explanation on why you don�t want me anymore?�
Please, Cho,� he begged.�
�Whatever it is, Love, I�m sorry!�
At least grant me the common courtesy to apologize, make it up to you,
allow you to beat the living piss out of me!�
I�ll do anything to make it up to you, Love!� Anything!�
Just�please�I need to talk��

Cho swallowed hard.�
Everything on her body, in her body hurt from his words.� Whenever they fought in the past, she wanted
him to suffer.� Only then would she
forgive him, allow herself back into his arms, and allow her body to be
properly apologized too.� There�s was
nothing like making up, they both felt.�
But this time Cho couldn�t give in to him.� She was suffering too.� She was suffering because of her own
stupidity.� And allowing herself to give
in to Harry�s suffering, no matter how much she wanted to take the pain out of
his eyes, would only make her even dafter than she claimed not to be.

�I�m�� Cho began, willing the tears welling in her eyes to
not fall until he was gone, �sorry, Harry.�
But�I�m�busy this morning.�� She
watched Harry�s eyes lift toward Terry, then down toward her again.� Knowing him well, Cho sucked her teeth.� �He�s�only helping me�I mean, we�re helping
each other, Harry�please.� You said it
yourself, he�s a good��

�Helping you with what, Cho?� Harry asked with concern.� �What�s wrong, Love?� Is it not me, then?� Whatever it is, you can tell me.� Did someone�hurt you�make a pass at
you�something?� I promise I�won�t overreact.� Just�tell me, Love.�

The pain and now concern in his eyes was killing the
Ravenclaw girl inside.� She was torn
between touching his cheek and telling him no one else harmed her to ease his
worry, and screaming at him for hurting her in the worse way. In addition to
that, she wanted to scream at herself for what she considered the �worse way�
of hurting her to be breaking her heart, not the events on the Hogwarts
Express.�

You don�t love me,
that�s what�s wrong!� Can you fix
that?� NO!� You can�t!�
You love�Ginny! Cho screamed at him in her mind.� Not
me!� Never�me�

�Please, Harry�just go,� she sniffed.� �Please�before�someone wakes up and sees
you.�� Terry suddenly stopped
snoring.� �Go on, Harry�please�before you
get us both into trouble!� she begged.

The two stared at each other for a moment in silence.� Cho was sure her brown eyes were noticeably
wet, while the Gryffindor�s eyes were laced with confusion, concern, and
pain.� She just wished he�d leave before
her eyes did what they had been doing for almost a week.� Leaning forward, while still keeping his eyes
locked on hers, Harry kissed her hand.�
The first tear fell from her eyes, but he didn�t see it, at least she
didn�t think he did, when he pulled the Cloak over his head and vanished in
front of her.� Before she heard her Tower
door close, her pillow was drenched in silent tears.

�Cho?� Terry whispered.

Cho sniffed hard, and wiped pointlessly at the tears.� She sat up on the couch.� Terry pulled at her shoulder and Cho scooted
closer and rested on his as she let out her first sobs.� �Please, Terry�don�t tell on him for being in
here,� Cho begged through tears.

�Of course not, Cho,� he whispered, squeezing his crying
friend tightly.� �All that trouble
though�� Terry said after a moment of her crying.� �Must�care about you�at least.�

The seventh year cried a little harder on her friend�s
shoulder.� �He�doesn�t�not me.�

Terry was silent as he nodded on Cho�s forehead.� �I suppose you�re right, Cho.� But�he said he do anything�to make it up to
you.� I know�Draco would never�do that
for me�� he mumbled, sadly.� �Sounds like
someone who cares about��

Cho shook her head harder as she wiped her face.� �You don�t understand!� He�doesn�t care about�me exactly�it�s�it�s
more complicated than I can explain��

How do you tell
someone you�re property to another person, and they�ll do all they can to keep
you under their control?

Well, you could at
least tell Terry what�s happened?� He�d
save you, believe you�

But�Harry would�get in
trouble, then.

That�s the point,
isn�t it?

The Ravenclaw heart�s ached even more at the thought of
Harry being carted away for sexual assault.�
She felt as though she was being torn in three different emotional
directions again.

I�just can�t do it�
she finally thought, as the triangular torment ripped her insides apart.

�Oh�well, all right, Cho,� Terry said, unsurely.� And the pretty Ravenclaw girl cried until
they heard the first patter of feet coming down for breakfast.

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

After crying in the shower, and leaving a warm towel on her
face, Cho still couldn�t reduce the puffiness around her eyes.� Harry�s morning visit had been the worse
thing to happen to her eyes.� She was
already meant to have puffy and red eyes by morning from crying all night with
Terry at their Pity Fest, but a morning cry only exaggerated the problem.� After several healing spells, Cho only
managed to reduce her redness to pink.

�It�ll have to do,� Terry told her as they walked toward the
House door.� �Maybe he won�t�notice.�

And by the look on Cormac�s face outside of Ravenclaw Tower, he didn�t notice.� All he saw was Cho.� Harry used to see just Cho.� Then again, Harry would have noticed any tiny
bit of sadness in her eyes and done all he could find out what was wrong or
make her smile just to see her nose�� Stop thinking about him! Cho had to
scold herself.�

�So, where are we off too, then?� Cormac asked, eagerly.

The stomach of the Ravenclaw was queasy at best.� She managed to only throw up once that
morning for what she was planning.� �I
know a place,� she smiled, forcefully.

Cho took Cormac�s hand and lead him down a few corridors she
and Harry had walked hand in hand, arms and waist, mouth to neck, and a
corridor they never made it down having only hid in it for a quickie.� After scolding herself again for thinking
about her assailant, they arrived to a place she had been before.� Make
new memories here, and it won�t remind you of him� Cho thought about the
old teachers lounge.

�Been here before?� Cho asked slyly, ignoring her nausea as
they walked inside.

Cormac�s smile waned to almost non-existent.� Almost.�
�Yes�recently, actually,� he mumbled.�
�I mean�a friend�told about this place.�
I came�to check it out.�

�Into a bit of voyeurism, are we?� Cho asked, giggling.

Cormac snorted lightly at the Ravenclaw.� �I reckon so.�

It wasn�t long before the two were sitting on the couch her
and Harry had done unspeakable things on, kissing.� Cho was nearly buried in the back cushions of
the old sofa as Cormac leaned against her with his arms locked around her
waist.� The Ravenclaw had her arms locked
around his neck as her chant for strength began once more.� I can
do this, I can do this, I can do this��
His kisses were sweet just as they had been before�when she wanted
them.� His hands were gentle on her body
like she knew they would be�when she wanted him.� He was the type of person she could and
should fall in love with�if she hadn�t already fallen in�

Cho�s thoughts stopped as she felt Cormac�s hand ease up her
blouse.� She held her breath when his large
hand touched the skin of her belly.� They
weren�t Harry�s, and she wondered if he could feel the bubbling in her
stomach.� Then she grunted the moment his
large hand found her silk covered breast.�
She wondered if he could feel her heart beating a mile a minute, and not
for him.� But it didn�t seem to phase
Cormac as he kneaded the meat and kissed her deeper.� Cho swallowed his saliva and her bile down
her throat as she willed herself to continue.�
Trying all she could to push the images of Harry out of her mind, she
slowly released one hand from around Cormac�s neck and placed it on the outside
of her blouse.� The seventh year girl
pressed his hand down on her breast and moaned as if she liked it.� She didn�t.

Cormac smiled on her lips.�
�I�ve been waiting a long time to do that,� he whispered on her lips,
and plunged his tongue back inside.�
Cho�s leg was shaking, not from desire, but from the feel of hands on
her body that she didn�t want, and with no foreseeable way out of it.� She couldn�t escape herself, and this is what
herself needed to get over Harry.� When
Cormac�s hand slid her bra strap down and eased into the cup to feel her soft
nipple, her hand clenched around his blouse covered one.� The wrong Gryffindor only snorted on her
lips, obviously assuming her gesture insinuated that she liked it.�

Does he even care that
I don�t want this? Cho asked herself.

How�s he to know you
don�t?� Have you told him?� You brought him here.

Right.� I can�do this�I can let him�do whatever.� I�ll�like it�eventually.� I liked it with Harry after awhile.

You came the second
time he took you�RAPE YOU�right on this very sofa!

And the next day�he
just touched me� Cho thought, getting hot over the memory of Harry
fingering her the third day of school.� He�stroked my clit�and kissed my neck�I
didn�t�want it�but it�felt so good.� Then
he�licked me�down there. God!� I never
felt anything so wonderful in all my life.�
He just�wanted to make me�cum.

�Mmmm,� Cho moaned as she felt wetness between her legs
imagining Harry�s head between them.� As
Cormac eased his kisses to her neck, the Ravenclaw�s legs parted just a
little.� She could see in her mind Harry
licking her wet pussy, sucking her clit, and sticking his tongue inside
her.� Instantly, as if it were just a
mere fantasy and she wasn�t with anyone else, Cho�s hand lowered to the hem of
her skirt set to raise it and touch her own self.�

�Ssss, Ha�� she began, but a hand not her own or the person
she was fantasizing about was suddenly up her skirt.� Cho pretty brown eyes shot open.� Cormac�s hand had released her breast and was
up her thigh so quickly as he devoured her neck, she barely realized it
happened.� But as she reached to stop his
hand, she stopped herself.

Let him�do it, Cho,
she told herself.� It�s for your own good.

But�I don�t�want him
too.

YES, you do!� Look how ridiculous you are fantasizing over
Harry about a time he FORCED himself on you!�
You want this, Cho!� You want
Cormac to touch you�there.

�at least�pretend you
do�until you like it�

�What do we have here?� Cormac whispered in her ear as his
hand covered the seat of her panties.�
Rubbing her gently through the silk seat, he moaned in her ear.� �Warm little pussy�shall I make it purr,
then?�� Cho felt her tear ducts filling
and a lump in her throat rising.� Cormac
was practically chewing on her neck causing that lump to rise even higher just
to get away from his hungry mouth.� Cho
clawed the cushions she sat on to keep herself in place and not scratch his
eyes out.� She had to get through this,
for her own sake.

Pull it together,
Cho!� Just let him� �Oh, God�� she whimpered
from surprise not pleasure when his hand slid into her panties.

�Wet for me, I see,� Cormac whispered and then covered and
filled her mouth.� Cho�s hand released
the cushions and grabbed Cormac�s shoulder.�
Her nails dug into his sweater, and he winced.� Little did he know his sweater was taking
what she wanted to deliver to his face.

Rubbing his thick finger over her clit slow and fast in
turn, Cho toes curled in her shoes.� I can do this, I can do this, I can�� Suddenly, she felt Cormac�s index and middle
fingers cross inside her folds and ease their way down toward her
entrance.� I can do this, I can do this, I can do�� �HMPH!� she grunted on his lips when his
thick, crossed fingers entered her.�

As Cormac�s fingers began to thrust inside her, Cho realized
something:� I can�t do this!

You�re so stupid,
Cho!� You can�t let a boy you like
finger-fuck you?

I don�t like him!� I don�t LIKE anyone!

So you rather your
rapist tie you down to this couch and take you again like he did before?

Cormac grunted on her mouth as he fingers picked up the
speed inside her.

YES!� YES!� I
WANT HARRY!� PLEASE� she screamed in
her head desperately.� Harry� Cho thought once more.� Conflicted, she felt as though she was
screaming his name as if she wanted her assailant to help her from a boy she
was voluntarily seeing.� The
ridiculousness of it made the Ravenclaw�s stomach sicker, her head ache and
heart rip even further in half.� Still,
she wanted her Gryffindor, the right Gryffindor to save her from�herself.

And as if on cue, Cho heard a loud slam from across the
room.� Cormac yanking his fingers out of
her from being startled hurt like hell, but nothing was worse then seeing the look
on the intruder�s face.� Harry stood in
the open doorway seething.� His face was
as red as the two boys� House color.� Cho
was absolutely terrified of what he may do.

�Damn it, Potter!� shouted Cormac from beside Cho, as her
and Harry glared at each other.� �What the
fuck is the matter with you barging in like that?� It�s occupied as you can see!� I suppose you�ll have to paw Ginny like some
animal back in the common room!�

Harry was puffing so hard, Cho thought for sure he�d pass
out.� She quickly stood up and fixed her
clothing, hoping to leave without incident.�
�Come on, Cormac,� the Ravenclaw suggested.� �Let�s�go to breakfast.�

�No,� Cormac said, standing up.� His erection was evident but Cho didn�t dare
take a full glance at it; she was just glad she could avoid it for another
day.� �We�re staying right here!� Potter will be LEAVING, won�t you?� he
sneered toward the possessive and deadly Boy Hero.

Cho watched Harry�s green and red eyes glance toward
Cormac.� His wand hand eased toward his
robe pocket.� The Ravenclaw girl was
terrified now, and instinctively, she stepped in front of Cormac.� �Harry�no�� she whispered.

But to her surprise, Harry pulled out a piece of paper.� �Professor Flitwick is looking for you, Cho,�
he said through clenched teeth.� �He has
sent me and�two others about the school to find you.�

�Oh,� said Cormac, calmer than a moment ago.� �Oh, I didn�t realize.� Damn, you�re good, Potter.� You can find just about anyone, can�t you?�
Cormac joked.

Cho didn�t believe it as easy as her make-out partner.� But she wasn�t going to argue.

�Why don�t I walk you, then, Jiao?� Cormac requested sweetly
as he put his arm around her waist and kissed her temple.

�No,� Harry spoke again, still through clenched jaw.� �Flitwick said whomever was to find her
FIRST, is to bring her back.� Apparently,
she�s in LOADS of trouble.�

Cormac nodded in understanding as Cho and Harry glared at
each other.� �Must be for missing class
last week, Beautiful.�

�That�s it!� Harry growled, shaking his head and reaching into
his robe.

�RIGHT!� Cho said suddenly, stopping him with her words
before Cormac suddenly found himself blown to bits in the room.� �Right, last week.� Oh, bloody hell, I knew this would come.� No, Cormac, go on ahead.� I�ll see you later,� she said quickly,
pleadingly.

Cormac turned Cho toward him by her waist.� He smiled as his lowered his mouth to hers
and pressed his lips to her tightly closed ones.� �We�ll�pick up where we left off later, then?�
he whispered with a sly smile on his face.�
Cho only smiled briefly at him, and nodded just as.� �Alright.�
See you in class.�� Cormac
released the Ravenclaw and walked toward the door past an angry Harry.� �You are good, Potter.� To think to come here to search for her�� he
said, laughing as he walked out the door.

The room was silent as Cho and Harry stared at each
other.� Cho was grateful that Cormac had
made it out alive, but she was now a little worried for her own safety.� As they stood there for over a minute, she
thought perhaps she should go for the door.�
Breaking eye contact to look at the parted door, the seventh year took a
step toward it.� Before she realized it,
Harry had his wand out and swished it toward the door, locking it instantly.

�I don�t think so,� he sneered.

Cho swallowed hard.�
But she knew Harry wouldn�t hurt her.�
Stupid!� Of course he would hurt you!� That�s why you�re in this bloody situation to
begin with!� He hurt you by raping you!� He hurt you by breaking your heart!� He�s very well capable of hurting you!

Maybe�that�s a good
thing right now.� The more hurt he causes
now, the more my heart can let him go.�
Maybe�

�I�m walking out of here, Harry, so back off,� Cho sneered
right back.

The Gryffindor smiled the evilest of smiles.� It wasn�t want, it wasn�t need, it wasn�t happy
to see her smile; it was anger, it was revenge, it was Harry from
September.� �No, if you walk out of here,
it will be with a severe limp,� he said evenly as he stepped toward her.� �It�s obvious you�re in the mood for it�for
ME now!�

Cho exhaled.� This is
what she needed.� But she had to make
sure.� �I�m not doing anything with you,
Harry!�� He only flashed the smile at her
once more before yanking up her skirt.�
Cho didn�t make a move to fight him, she only glared into his eyes.

�You let that son of a bitch touch what�s mine, and you
still have the nerve to deny me?� he growled in her face, placing his hands on
her hips.

The Ravenclaw looked defiantly into his face.� �I belong to me,� she lied, knowing every
part of her belong to Harry, especially the aching muscle in her chest.� �Which means, I can do what I wish with my
body; with WHOMEVER I wish to do it with.�

Harry narrowed his eyes at her.� �Well, I suppose you WISH to give it to me
right now, because that�s what�s going to happen!� he sneered, ripping off her
panties.

�Really?� Cho questioned, not so much as batting an eye at
his actions.� �You want me that bad,
Harry?�

Harry�s narrowed eyes softened.� �I�well�I want you�yes,� he said.

Cho�s Ravenclaw mind went to work.� �Fine than, you can.�

The Gryffindor nearly gasped in surprise.� �R-really?�

Cho nodded surely and backed away.� She turned toward the couch, lifted her skirt
even more, sat on her knees and leaned over the couch.� �Take me, Harry��

�God, Love, really?� he said, rushing over to her and gently
touching her hips.

�Yes,� Cho said, and never had she heard his belt and pants
unbuckle and unzip so quickly.� �BUT one
thing you have to do��

�Anything, Love!�
Absolutely anything!� he replied desperately.

Cho swallowed hard, second guessing herself suddenly.� She knew it would hurt, but she knew it was
necessary.� �Well,� she began surely,
contradicting her insides, �Cormac�s already made me�cum in my�well�two fingers
and all, you know I can�t last very long with that,� she lied and told the
truth at the same time.� Two fingers did
make her cum when Harry did it, not Cormac.�
�So I�d�like it in the�bum.� But
use a lubricant charm.� I know he has me
all wet but, you�re not allowed inside there to retrieve any of it.�

There was dead silence.

Cho turned her head to see if Harry was still there he had
been quiet for so long.� It was a
pathetic sight to witness.� He was
semi-erect, unlike what was poking her in the stomach after he raised her skirt
up and ripped her panties off.� His face
wore a mixed expression of surprise, pain, and fear.� Their eyes met and as Cho smiled with mock
confidence, the pain in Harry�s eyes grew stronger.

�What�s the matter, Harry?� Cho asked after he was silent
for another minute.� �You still want
me�want to fuck me, don�t you?�

�Love��

�My name is Cho, and you didn�t answer my question,� she
said quickly and pointedly.

Harry�s eyes narrowed.�
�But I always call you �Love��

�Love is just a name�it doesn�t mean anything when you say
it to me!� Cho swallowed hard at the statement, willing herself not to cry and
ruin the power she was gathering from his pain.�
�Now, are you going to fuck me or not?�

Now Harry swallowed hard.�
�Not in�� You let him�� he growled
angrily, then shook his head.� �Not in
your�bum, Love,� Harry replied, hurt evident in his voice now.� �It�ll�hurt you.�

No kidding�� Cho hated him for his concern.� It didn�t help her heart from aching even
more for him.� �So what, Harry?� You�ve never cared about hurting me before!�

�OF COURSE I HAVE!� he yelled, clearly insulted.

�You�re so bloody sure, are you?� she asked.� �Hmph.�
Well, I�d think long and hard about that one, Mr. Potter.� And besides, you�ve taking it up the bum and
have enjoyed it!�

�I�� Harry began, then stopped.� Cho knew he couldn�t deny that.� She couldn�t deny that she loved watching him
take up the ass as well.� �That�s�it�s
not�it wasn�t easy the first time�or the second time�� he said.� �I�did it�because I knew you�liked watching��

�Oh, don�t give me that bullshit, Harry.� Is this that �manly whimpers� thing again?�
she jibbed.� �Look, either you take me in
the arse, or you can�t have me.� Make a
decision,� she demanded, waiting for him to plunge into her inside, tearing her
apart and slowing healing her heart in the process.� She could hate him properly again.� Only hate him, and not feel so conflicted.

After a couple of minutes of silence and not anal sex, Cho
stood up.� Harry still wore the same
hurt, confused, surprise look on his face as his flaccid penis rested outside
his pants.� �Reckon, that�s a �no�,
then?� she said, and he said nothing in return.�
The Ravenclaw pulled her skirt down and tucked in her blouse.� Suddenly she saw something twinkling on the
floor underneath the table behind Harry.�
She bent over and picked it up.�
Part of the strength she just acquired from hurting him chipped away as
she examined the shiny object realizing it was her earring she lost there
months ago when Harry took it off.� But
not willing to show any tears in front of him, or for him, she stuffed the
jewelry in her pocket and headed toward the door.�

Leaving Harry in the lounge, Cho rushed down the corridor
hoping to make it to breakfast, hoping to get away from Harry just in case he
changed his mind.� She was in the last
corridor on the way to the Great Hall when her conflicted emotions took over
the strength she gathered from hurting him.�
The seventh year refused to cry again, but felt a lump in her throat
rising as she berated herself for what she�d done.� Her words SEEMED to hurt Harry.� Her suggestion, more like stipulation for
having her, SEEMED to make him show his concerned about possibly hurting
her.�

The fact that he didn�t simply grab her in his arms, tell
her how ridiculous she was being about how she feels, he feels, and then kiss
her into submission, hurt her as well.�
When would that have ever been an option that would have worked for
her?� Cho hadn�t a clue.� The Ravenclaw�s mind seemed no longer
hers.� It was all over the place.

�Cho!� Wait!� she
heard a voice yell for her down the hall she was walking in.� Her heart heard Harry before her conflicted
mind identified him.� But as Cho�s heart
made her stop, and newly rational/irrational brain kept her feet moving.� �Wait, Love, please�� he yelled desperately once
more.� And in no time, Harry�s hand was
on her shoulder turning her around to face him.

�Let me go, Harry,� Cho whispered her demand, not wanting
him to hear her voice crack with anguish.�
Closing her eyes as well, so he wouldn�t see her pending tears.

Harry�s hands were on both her shoulders now, and she knew
his eyes were on her face.� �Love�� he
whispered back to her, and she knew it couldn�t be for the same reason as
her.� �Please, listen to me.� I�m sor��

�Oh, Harry, there you are,� said the kindly voice of the
Hogwarts Headmaster emerging from the Great Hall.

Harry release Cho quickly and stepped back from his
victim.� �Y-yes, sir.�

Cho quickly turned and rushed toward the Great Hall doors.

�Are you ready, then?� Dumbledore asked the Boy Hero.

�Yes, sir,� Cho heard Harry say as she reached for the door
knob.� Fear instantly shot through her,
and she glanced toward Harry who was looking at her.

�Very well, then.� Off
we go,� said the old professor.� And Cho
watched blatantly as Dumbledore and Harry walked toward the main doors of the
school.� Harry�s eyes turned toward her
over his shoulder as he walked.� Sadness
evident in the green orbs as his eyes looked as though they were taken a mental
picture of her.� It was pretty apparent in
his eyes and to the Ravenclaw that he was leaving once more to do God knows
what.�

When they walked out of the doors, into the gloomy Monday
morning air, Cho finally felt as sick as Cormac had made her.� She rushed to the nearest washroom and threw
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