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Paying For His Pedestal	By : twocanz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Cho Views: 82652 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 24 � Three-Way
Split

The Ravenclaw�s mind was no longer under her control, she
was sure.� Conflicted for so many
reasons, Cho just wished there was a way to step outside of herself for
rest.� Either that, or be more diligent
about those things that conflicted her.�
Her heart ached for Harry.� She
wanted him, she wanted to hold him, she wanted to be in his arms.� But her mind was angry at him for not wanting
her the same way, outside of sex.� Then,
the Ravenclaw hated herself for wanting her assailant, her rapist, the
Boy-Who-Changed-Her-Into-A-Sex-Fiend.

And now he was gone again.�
Harry may not come back this time.�
The sick pocket in her stomach quivered once more at the thought.� The Ravenclaw was worried, terrified
actually, that their�separation would be the last thing he remembered of her,
and the last memory she�d have of him.�

But Harry had come back for her once before, he said.� Maybe this time��

Lies� Cho told
herself.� Why would he come back for me?�
I�m not Ginny?

But he said�he couldn�t
give me my freedom.� That he had come
back only for me�

Why would he come
back�for sex? she countered herself.�
He has sex with Ginny.� Maybe they�ve gotten better at it.

You know that�s
not�true.� He had her only three
times.� You�ve made love to him a million
times, and a millions he felt just as good as�

The first,
perhaps?� You do mean the first time he
RAPED you on the Hogwarts Express, don�t you?

NO!� It didn�t feel good then!� It hurt me!�
It scared me!� He�wasn�t Harry
then�he wasn�t MY Harry then�

He�s NOT your bloody
Harry now, is he?� If walks back into
this school alive, he�s Ginny�s Harry!�
HE�S YOUR RAPIST!

I�I�know but�

AND what are you on
about, �making love� to him?� He�s fucked
you!� You�ve fucked him!� Love is only reserved for�Ginny.

But I�love�

Her thoughts ended in tears on the floor of the bathroom
stall before lunch.� Aching from head to
toe with conflict, the Ravenclaw�s mind wished that Harry would come to her and
stay away from her at the same time.

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Through lunch, dinner, and breakfast that next morning,
instead of eating, Cho watched for Harry to walk inside the Great Hall.� She had to see his eyes, see him breathing,
see him smile even if it was at Ginny.�
Her heart ached for that.� Her shattered
soul wanted to kiss his eyes lids, feel his breath tickling her lips, and touch
his heart beating in his chest.� And then
that handsome to devilish smile he had would be made for and about her.� Her mind told her how ridiculous she
was.� But at the same time, Cho knew her
mind wasn�t under her control anymore.

�Will you be alright heading to class without me?� Terry
whispered to Cho as they prepared to leave the Great Hall together, trying
their best to avoid Cormac.�

Though he may have looked their way when Cho was conscious
of her surroundings, she thought it odd Cormac hadn�t said much to her since
their abrupt finish Monday.� In fact,
because her mind was locked only on Harry never coming back, loving her, never
loving her, leaving her alone, never leaving her alone, Terry pointed out how
often Cormac was walking with the distraught Ginny Weasley.�

�Flitwick�s class is clear across the castle from
Defense.� I can�t�uh�walk you or I�ll
be�late,� he continued as he watched Cormac smiling and waiting for Ginny to
get up from her seat.� �What do you
suppose that�s all about?�� Terry nodded
his head toward the Gryffindors.

But Cho didn�t care, and barely noticed the seventh and fifth
years.� All the Ravenclaw knew was that
Harry was not at lunch either, and it had been more than twenty-four hours
since she seen him.� Part of her
conflicted mind reveled in the fact that maybe he wouldn�t come back, maybe she
would finally be free of him.� That part
of her mind was miniscule and quickly overpowered by her heart that wanted him,
that missed him, that worried about him out there in HIS world.

You rather him come
back to yours?

No�ours.

NO!� No�you don�t�

�Dunno�� Cho answered her friend finally, quietly.� �I�ll�um�be fine, Terry.� Don�t wor��
But the seventh year�s words trailed off as they walked out the hall
just because she didn�t have the energy to finish her sentence.

�Uh�right, then, Cho,� said Terry, noticing it.� �I�ll�try to meet you half way heading toward
your next class.�

Cho sighed, finally taking notice of her babysitter and best
friend.� She turned to him before they
parted ways.� �Thank you, Terry,
honestly.� You�ve been such a good friend
walking with me to classes that aren�t yours and staying up with me.� I��

�Oh, stop it, Cho,� Terry said, interrupting her.� �Don�t think I�m hovering around you for only
you.� I am.� I love you, mate.� But I�can�t be anywhere near�my fellow sixth
years�after our classes�together.� It
hurts far too much,� he explained, lowering his head.� �Seeking you out�gives me a reason to�run
away.� You�re lucky you�re not a sixth
year having to sit in classes all day with�well��

�Lucky�yeah,� Cho mumbled, nodding toward the ground he was
watching.� �Well, I�ll see you later
then.�

Cho and Terry parted in front of the Great Hall going their
separate ways with their separate pains.�
Terry had been right about one thing, she was lucky not to be in the
same year as Harry.� She couldn�t imagine
having�what they had, and having to sit in classes with him all day.� Being unable to touch him, unable to sit next
to him because the two would be obvious to others, and unable to explain why
the two were late all the time or missing class altogether when off having each
other.� If nothing else, that was a
blessing.� Now if she could just have one
more�

Cho sat through her Head of House�s class in a near
catatonic state.� She heard nothing of
the squeaky voice in front of the room.�
The seventh year didn�t take any notes, she didn�t answer any questions,
and she didn�t respond to any of her friends when they spoke to her.� Unfortunately, her unresponsiveness warranted
a stay after class after she couldn�t repeat what the tiny professor had just
told her.

�I�am sorry, Professor,� Cho said, trying to sound
convincing, but honestly didn�t care.

The Charms Master shook his head.� �It is your seventh and final year here, Miss
Chang, and I have received nothing but complaints from your other
professors.� In fact, I have had my own
share of problems with your performance this year.� Most of your homework for me and your other
teachers have been fair to excellent.�
However, your attitude and responsiveness in class has fluttered between
upbeat and smiles, to vacant and distant.�
I have written your parents, Miss Chang and��

Cho�s heart nearly stopped.�
�Oh, Professor Flitwick, I�m SO sorry, sir!� I�ve�been under an enormous amount of
pressure lately��

�That is no excuse!� he squeaked.� �You are certainly not the only seventh year
attending Hogwarts, are you?� You are
also not the only future Healer here either!�
Your pressure is NOT unique to any other student in this school��

You haven�t a clue
what I�m going through!� My pressure is
unique!� At least it better be, because I
wouldn�t wish this on my worse enemy!

�And I expect you to excel just as they have and will!� he
said firmly.� Cho felt near tears that,
for once in a long while, were not about Harry.�
She felt the tiny hand of her Head of House touch her elbow.� �Now, do not go getting so upset�yet.� I haven�t sent the letter out just yet.�� Cho�s hopes suddenly shot up as she sniffed.� �I am hoping you can improve and make amends
with your other professors before Holiday
break.� Or this letter will be with your
parents before you get off the Hogwarts Express at Kings Cross on Monday.�

The Ravenclaw sniffed hard and sucked back her tears.� �Yes, sir.�
I will�do all I can, Professor Flitwick.�
I�promise,� she said, grabbing her book bag and turning toward the door.

Still wish him to come
back now? �It�s because of him that you
can�t concentrate in class!� Remember
what you use to say before you were daft enough to allow him into your
heart:� Harry Potter is cause of all my problems!

�Oh, Cho,� called the Charms teacher as she reached for the
door.

�Yes, sir?� she answered turning to face him.

The tiny teacher�s head bobbed up and down the aisle as he
headed toward his student.�
�Incidentally, my dear, what is going on with you?� Is there an additional pressure I should be
made aware of?� he asked quietly, sympathetically.

Cho watched her Head of House for a moment.� She had the power to tell him anything.� Harry
Potter raped me, sir.� And since, he�s
made me feel like I was the only person in the world he wanted.� My heart hurts for him but he loves someone
else.� I want to hate him, I want to stay
away from him, but I can�t.� And I hate
myself for that.� So that�s what�s wrong,
sir.� I�m�in love with someone I can�t
have, who I shouldn�t want, and who won�t leave me alone.�

But�now, he has.� He�s out there, I don�t know where, doing I
don�t know what, and I�m terrified�for the boy who�s hurt me�� And I can�t tell you any of this because I
don�t want him to get into any trouble, though I want him away from me, though
I want him in my arms.� So I�m out of my
mind, sir, can you help me with that?

�Cho?� called the professor once more when she fell
silent.� �Are you alright, dear?�

The Ravenclaw was shaken out of her reverie.� �Y-yes, sir.�
I�m�fine�sir.� No�there�s nothing
I can sa�THERE�S nothing, sir,� she explained, hoping it would be enough to
convince the professor to dismiss her without further questioning.

It apparently was.�
�All right, Cho.� Off you go,
then.� I don�t want you to be late for
Professor Firenze�s class.�

�Yes, sir, thank you!� Cho said, rushing out of the door and
toward the nearest staircase to run down to the first floor.

You had the bleeding
opportunity to tell on him and you didn�t!�
Flitwick is set to tell your parents you�ve either gone around the bend,
or you�re unmotivated enough to accomplish anything in school!� Mum and dad will be so furious with you if
can�t manage decent N.E.W.T.s, and get into Healer training!� And all because of Harry!� All because you can�t stop thinking about
him, and hurting over him!� Well this is
as good a reason as any too get over him, isn�t it?� It�s wonderful that he may never come back
for�

Cho�s words stopped when she reached the final landing
toward the Main Hall of the school.� The
doors were closing in the empty hall as two people conversing quietly walked
slowly inside.� The frilly old robes of
the Headmaster were easily recognized, but it was his downtrodden partner that
caught her attention, kept her attention, made her stop breathing.�

�H-Harry�� she whispered.�
Green eyes lifted toward the stairs and met hers.� And before Cho could stop herself, she
dropped her bag and ran down the last flight of stairs.�

The distraught look on the Gryffindor�s face changed as he
watched the Ravenclaw rush toward him.�
Leaving the Headmaster in mid-sentence, Harry rushed the rest of the way
to the seventh year.� The Boy Hero caught
his teary-eyed victim in his arms and held tight.� �Love!� he said loudly into her neck as she
clung to his.� Cho couldn�t speak she
just held on tightly as tears drenched his shoulder and neck.

�Um, Harry?� I�do want
you�to make sure you�see Madam Pomfrey straightaway, just to make�sure�� Harry?�
Harry?� Did you hear me?� asked
the kindly old professor.

Cho couldn�t allow him so much as an inch to turn his head
toward the professor.� And when she heard
the name Madam Pomfrey, and saw the three long gashes on his neck, she held on
tighter to the sixth year.�

�Cho, I�m alright,� he whispered to her at the feel her arms
clenching around his neck.� �Yes�yes,
sir�� Harry answered the Headmaster in Cho�s raven hair.� �I�I will�� he added, before lifting the
silently crying girl in his arms just a little as he squeezed the air out of
her.� �I�m okay, Beautiful.� Honestly.�
More than okay now, holding you,� he whispered to her neck and placed a
kiss on it to ensure her.� It only made
her hold him tighter and drench his shoulder.�
Harry snorted into her neck and raised his head as best he could to kiss
her cheek.�

Dumbledore cleared his throat as he began walking away.� �Right then�I see you�did have�another
reason�to come back.� Er, I�ll�be in
my�office should you need too�talk about�anything�everything�Harry��

�Yes, sir,� Cho heard Harry say, the first words she heard after
the matron�s name.

The Ravenclaw felt nothing but joy holding Harry in her arms
even though she was crying.� He was
alive.� He was there.� And he was holding her back so tightly, she
almost believed he didn�t want to let go of her.� �Harry�� was the only other sound she could
utter as she felt nothing, knew nothing, wanted nothing but him.

Harry sniffed her hair and kissed it.� �I know I�ve been going mad lately�completely
mad without you�� he told her neck.� �But
I�knew if I�came back for you, Love�� he whispered loudly, urgently as he
squeezed her.� �I knew�you�d�forgive me,
and want me again.�� Harry was able to
lift his head from her neck as her grip loosened only a little.� He pressed his scar against her
forehead.� �I missed you so much�� he
whispered, wiping the tears from her cheek.

His words of �came
back for you� and �completely mad
without you� echoed in her mind.� Cho
opened her eyes to the green with flecks of brown behind slightly cracked
glasses.� It was Harry.� She could see the joy and pain in his eyes,
and as they seeped into her, she knew he could see the joy and pain in her
too.� The Ravenclaw released one half of
her vice grip around his neck and gently touched his cheek.� It was his, it was slightly rough, and
slightly bruise, but it was him.� She
could feel his breath pouring over her lips and her own tingled.� Then she felt his lips on her cheek, kissing
the stream of tears away.� Cho locked her
arms around him once more when she watched him tuck his lips into his mouth
slowly tasting her sadness and joy.�

It would be so easy��
No one would know�

But Harry must have been thinking the same thing because the
Ravenclaw was shaken out of her thoughts when she felt his lips on hers.� Briefly she tasted her own tears, his warm
breath, and the vibration from his small moan from kissing her.� All were brief because Cho pulled her lips
away.� Deep inside, the tiny bit of
intimacy was needed and appreciated.�
However, it was that tiny bit of intimacy that brought the seventh year
back to where she was when she stepped foot on the landing.

�I�m�sorry, Love,� Harry whispered insincerely, smiling as
they watched each other�s eyes.

Part of the Ravenclaw wanted to wrap herself back around
him, finish their kiss, and pull them back into their private world.� Another part of her, however, wanted her to
push him away, run from him, hide from him, hide from herself.� As Cho slid further out of her mind and out
of his struggling grasp, the latter won out.

�Love�Love, I�m sorry!� Harry apologized, his eyes narrowing
in sadness as he clutched at her departing arms.� �Just�slap me, bite me, call me a wanker, but
please, Cho�� he begged as the Ravenclaw backed up with teary eyes, �don�t��

The more he begged, the more it hurt.� The more it hurt her, the more she hated
herself for allowing it too.� Cho
couldn�t pull any strength from the pain he felt because hers was far too
strong.� The ever-conflicted girl wiped a
new stream of tears from one cheek as she walked backward out of Harry�s arms.� She shook her head as his desperate look
called for her more then his voice.�
�No�� she whimpered.�
�No�Harry�� Cho turned from her
heart ache and began to run up the stairs toward her book bag.

�Cho, wait!� No!�
Harry protested as he ran after her.�

Grabbing her shoulder on the steps, Cho smack his hand away.� �Please, Harry�leave me alone!� I�beg you�� she cried as she continued her
run up the stairs.

The Ravenclaw heard Harry breathing heavily as he ran up the
stairs behind her.� �NO, god damn it!� he
growled maliciously behind her.� �I will
not!� You have no fucking say in it
either!�

Cho had heard Harry angry at the world, and had heard Harry
angry at her, but never had she heard him so livid that he sounded nearly
insane.� The crying, now fearful
Ravenclaw ran faster up the stairs.� She
was nearly at the landing, and she wondered if she would need to swing at him
with her book bag to get away.� But as
Cho�s foot touched the top step and she reached out for her bag, everything
suddenly went black.

*******

Almond-shaped eyes opened to a familiar ceiling.� Soft cotton caressed the back of her arms and
legs.� And a feather stuffed, feathery
soft pillow held raven-tresses.� Cho sat
up in the Room of Requirement on a large comfortable bed she had been made love
and thoroughly fucked on several times in the past.� She couldn�t remember how she got there, but
it was obvious to her from her experiences in the past.� And unlike those times before when she�d wake
up without falling asleep, the Ravenclaw was fully dressed, sans her shoes,
unbounded, and there was no Gryffindor hero lying next to or on top of her.

But he was there.� Cho
noticed a familiar sofa as well, with the profile of a familiar boy sitting on
the end.� A slight chill went down her
spine not because the fireplace wasn�t lit, but the way her kidnapper glared
into the dark ember-less location.� The
look in the emerald gaze that turned toward her slowly was nearly
unrecognizable with the level of fury and insanity on Harry�s face.

�Brilliant.� You�re
awake,� Harry said coolly.� He stood up
and began walking toward her, pulling off his sweater then getting to work on his
shirt.� Cho looked down at her body to
verify that her clothing was indeed intact.

�What did�you do to me?� she asked, trying hard not to sound
fearful as she stared into his eyes defiantly.

Harry shook his head as a menacing smile tugged at the
corner of his lips.� �Well, I�ve stunned
you, haven�t I?� You really didn�t leave
me with much choice, running off like that,� he said, then pulled off his
shirt.� She could see him scratched and
bruised even further down his torso.

Cho swallowed hard, but didn�t move.� �Stunned me, have you?� Then how did I just wake up?� she asked
sarcastically.

�Well, you were stiff from being stunned, so I changed it to
a sleeping spell to get you up the stairs and up here.� I also needed your body to be�loose so I
may�� he trailed off as he pulled down his pants and underwear.

Cho took another breath and told herself not to look at his
body�that she missed.� �So why did you
allow me to wake if you planned on raping me?� she asked, still trying to
maintain spitefulness and bravery.

Harry began crawling on the bed toward her, then stopped at
her words.� �I�� he paused, and the
deranged look on his face faltered slightly, �want - DECIDED that I rather you be
awake for this.� And I didn�t PLAN to ra
� force you, Cho, but you�ve given me absolutely no choice in the matter!�

Now Cho stared at him with no fear hidden inside.� �You have a choice, Harry.� You just want all the options,� she said
coolly.

Harry narrowed his eyes at her.� �What�s that supposed to mean?� he asked
unsurely, though it seemed to her that he knew exactly what she meant.� Cho didn�t answer him, but kept eye contact.� �Answer me!� he demanded when she fell
silent.� �Hang on, what am I doing asking
you to tell me anything?� You�ve stopped
all communication with me outside of telling me to get away from you�� Cho could see the mixture of fury and anger
rising, taking over his handsome features once more.� Suddenly, Harry began pulling off her
sweater.� �Only thing you tell me is that
you haven�t time to be with me�� He
pulled off her tie, and yanked open her blouse.�
Cho didn�t flinch as her buttons flew across the room.� �You tell me to go find Ginny and�have it off
with her when clearly�� Her skirt was
unbuttoned and pulled down her legs.� ��I
want you.� But I�m not allowed that, am
I?� he asked, reaching behind her and ripping open her bra.� �I can�t touch you,� he said, pushing her
back on her the bed, as Cho stared defiantly at him.� �I can�t have you.� Because YOU�VE decided I can�t!�� The final bit of clothing, outside of her
socks, was ripped off her mid-section.�
�And you won�t tell me why!� he sneered, then took what was meant to be
a calming breath, she guessed.� He pulled
open her legs and put them around his waist.�
�Well, you don�t get that option to end�us.� I need you, so I�will have you if I please��

�Us?� Cho repeated, fearlessly, as he looked set to plunge
himself inside her.

Harry lowered his body closer to hers, and the Ravenclaw
didn�t move.� �Yes, us!� Not us-what-we-do-whatever!� US!�

Cho sucked her teeth as she rolled her eyes at the boy
hovering above her.� �There is no �us�,
Harry!� There�s what-you-do-to-me!� �Us� does not exist!� You can say that with Ginny perhaps, but
not��

Harry exhaled heavily.�
�THERE BLOODY WELL IS AN �US�!� he yelled.� �And it�s not what-I-do-to-you�anymore at
least, it�s what-we-do-to-each-other!�

The Ravenclaw huffed.�
�Oh, right, I must have forgotten that I bound myself to the window on
the Hogwarts Express and took me from behind WITHOUT my own consent!� How silly of me!� she retorted.

�WHY�do you keep�bringing that up?� he asked, angrily.

To remind myself�why I
shouldn�t feel�

Cho narrowed her eyes at her assailant.� �What do you mean WHY, Harry?� It�s what you did, isn�t it?� You�RAPED me!�
I didn�t ASK for it!� I didn�t
DESERVE it!� You CHOSE to torture me, to
bring me into your hell!� It wasn�t MY
CHOICE!�

Harry fell silent as he watched her.� Cho could see the anger and the need in his
eyes.� She could see the slight
dislodgement of sanity in them as well.�
But what she also saw behind the green was sadness.� Was it for her?

Of course not!� Something�must have happened whilst he was
away�

I�m sure�that�s it�

�Well, you don�t have a bloody choice now either, do you?�
Harry growled into her eyes.

The seventh year kept her defiant glare.� �I wouldn�t have expected anything less then
you doing this again!� Will you bound me
to bed as well because you can�t possibly expect me to�participate?� she
retorted in return, and cursed herself inside for the small cheer at the
prospect of sex with Harry.

�No, I�m not going to tie you down,� he said brusquely as he
grinded his hardness in her thigh.� �I
could�care less�if you�participate.�

The pretty girl took a breath at the feel of what she missed
rubbing against her leg.� But she would
never let him know.� �You know, I do
believe you could have all the sex you need, if you asked for it��

Harry�s ominous expression relaxed instantly.� �Really?� he barely whispered, interrupting
her.� The Boy Hero swallowed hard; his
eyes wide with hope and sadness.� �Love,
please, may I make��

�I mean, Ginny has been without her boyfriend for nearly two
days and�� But the Ravenclaw�s words
were interrupted again, this time with the revisited angry face of Harry�s
slamming his mouth on hers.� Cho felt the
lips she wanted on her, and wanted nothing more then to kiss them back and claw
his eyes out, before turning her nails on herself.� But instead, the palm of her hand landed
harshly on Harry�s cheek, echoing the contacts of skin and force in the
room.�

Harry�s head lifted from hers and shook a little at the
stinging her delicate hand caused.� His
angry glare was penetrating her skull.�
�Do not say another thing about Ginny!� he warned his victim.� �Or I�ll�kiss you again!�

Cho smiled just as evilly as he had done to her
earlier.� �Really?� she asked.� �Sounds like a bloody excuse for you to take
what you want!� You wouldn�t have to do
that with GINNY!� she shouted in his face, and quickly caught a mouth full of
his tongue.� The raven-haired beauty
swung her arms at the boy as he did something that was supposed to be called a
kiss.� Finally, frustrated with her hits
and slaps, Harry grabbed the swinging arms and held them down on the bed beside
her head as his tongue swirled around aimlessly in the mouth.

But that aimless swirling would prove to be detrimental to
the Boy Hero, when Cho clamped her teeth down on his invading muscle.� Yanking his head back from the bite of his
pretty victim, Harry glowered at her momentarily as she did the same to
him.� Then, with the release of her one
of her arms, he pushed her head to side and buried his face into her exposed
neck.

Cho hissed at first contact of his teeth and tongue to her
sensitive pale column.� Harry gnawed on
her quickly, but in a way that would normally send a hurricane of heat through
the Asian girl�s body.� Unsurprisingly,
he still managed it.� The Ravenclaw bit
her lip to keep herself from expelling anymore sounds of ecstasy from his
ministrations.� And she noticed that,
although Harry seemed to be savoring every lick and bite of her skin, he didn�t
moan his appreciation for tasting her either.�
Even after devouring and marking the left side of her neck, pushing her
head to the other side, and making a meal on the right, he still hadn�t done
more then grind his penis into her leg.

Licking up the outside of her esophagus, the Gryffindor bit
her chin lightly while glaring into her eyes.�
Giving her a taste of her own medicine, Harry kept eye contact with her
as he suddenly bit her bottom lip.� Cho
hissed from the stinging of pain and pleasure.�
But the biting was only brief as Harry broke eye contact with her and
lowered his head to her chest, kissing and chewing at her collarbone.� The Ravenclaw was sure he was leaving marks
on her, and her insides didn�t care knowing she was his.� But the girl fought the urge to encourage him.�

However, the real challenge to keep her composure came when
Harry�s talented tongue lowered to the center of her breasts.� If his touch wasn�t her weakness, it was
definitely his manipulations of the creamy orbs.� His teeth were harsh between the mounds but
with every bite, he licked.� And with
every bite and lick, she prayed for strength.�
Moments later, Cho imitated Harry�s work of her lip and bit herself, as
Harry�s mouth covered her nipple.� The seventh
year thought she�d have to bite herself until she bled because she was sure her
composure would be lost from the act.� And
it seemed to the Ravenclaw that Harry knew her weakness because his licks and
sucks were merciless.� Cho knew she was
white knuckling the sheet of the bed, trying all she could to keep from
grabbing his shoulders, his hair, or reaching for sky and begging for
more.� Her head tilted back against her
will when lightly calloused fingers pinched, pulled and kneaded one nipple
while he chewed and sucked the other.�
And unfortunately for the Ravenclaw, instead of Harry feeling the need
to stop, he decided it best to switch his torture to the other breast.� Her heels dug into the bed as she listened to
his slurping of her pert tips, as he issued pain and pleasure to each of them.� Cho�s body was on fire, and she was sure
whenever he blessed her with entry, she would be drenched and ready for him to
slide right in.�

BASTARD! she
shouted in her mind, her only means of defense.�
She knew if she opened her mouth to protest it would come out more like
�More, you bastard!�� The sensible
Ravenclaw thought it best not to say anything out loud.� But Cho knew that if Harry didn�t stop his
torture of her breasts soon, she would scream out, flip him over on his back,
ride him until he snapped in half.

Luckily for Harry, he did stop.� Well, at least he stopped using his hot mouth
on her nipples.� Cho only partially
sighed in relief because Harry decided that as his lips descended her body, his
hands should stay on her breasts.� Her
nipples stayed pinched and pulled as his tongue tasted her torso and her
belly.� He pulled at them the lower he
went and Cho was sure she�d scratched the skin off his hands if stopped or
didn�t stop.� Conflicted with the
pleasure of pain and the pain of the pleasure, Cho released the sheets and
lifted her hands toward her breasts, unsure what she wanted to do.� Should she keep his hands there or pull them
away?� The seventh year knew what she
wanted to do, but knew what she shouldn�t do.�
Quickly, she put them down.� Down
meaning over her mound of sparse black hairs that Harry�s tongue had just trailed
across.

�No!� Cho commanded, lifting her head and looking down at
him glaring up at her.� �You�ll have to
bind me down if you don�t want me to fight you!�
But you�re not doing that to me�ever again!�

�Ever again, is it?� he asked through clenched jaw.� �We�ll see about that�� he mumbled as he
pushed her legs opened even more, and yanked her hands away from herself.� The air of the room blew over her wetness
causing a chill, but Harry�s warm breath over her vagina countered it.

�Harry, don�t you dare!� Cho protested, though she didn�t
fight him like she threatened.� You want it!�
You know you do!� Weak little
whore! she berated herself.� Part of
her disagreed with those statements, part of her, of course, did not.� The conflicted girl knew she protested in
vain, however, because he�d do it anyway, she was sure.

But not right away.

Harry�s face hovered inches of way from her exposed
femininity.� Cho usually enjoyed being on
display for him.� It usually made her
hot.� She hated herself because that
hadn�t changed.� But the Gryffindor was
quiet as she watched him take off his glasses and stare at her opening.� Her breath hitched in her throat when she
watched and felt one of Harry�s fingers slowly run through her wets folds.� He wore no expression on his face as he
inserted the finger into mouth.� It
wasn�t as though she had never seen him lick his fingers clean of her, but he
didn�t smile or grunt his enjoyment of tasting her.� Instead, he looked distant.� It was unnerving for the Ravenclaw.

�You let�him touch you�here,� Harry said so low, Cho wasn�t
sure he was talking to her or her vagina.�
�You let him�put his�fingers�� he mumbled again, then inserted his
finger inside her.� The Ravenclaw�s back
arched a little at the feeling of penetration.�
She knew he could feel how wet she was for him as his finger glided in
and out of her slowly.� �You let
him�touch what�belongs to me!�

Cho swallowed hard, trying to ease the words �more�,
�harder�, and �I want you� down before she opened her mouth to speak.� �It�ssss�it�belongs to�whomever�I decide�to
give�it too!� she tried to say defiantly as he added another finger and began
pumping them harder inside her walls.�
She fisted the sheets and let out her first moan.

How can his fingers
even feel better than Cormac�s inside me?

Because you love�

But abruptly, the glorious finger-fucking ended.� Cho took a breath before braving a peek
between her spread eagle legs.� But the Asian
beauty didn�t get a chance to look before she heard Harry and screamed his
name.� �What belongs to me, you mean!� he
sneered and buried his face inside her folds.

�Harry!� Cho screamed as he devoured her pussy with furious
licks and hefty sucks.� The Ravenclaw
couldn�t take it.� She never could when
Harry orally pleasured her.� But her body
was giving in to him.� It wanted him, and
it was going to beg him for it soon.�
�Oh�God�Harry�oh, God�� she moaned, pulling the sheets up beside
her.� However, Cho knew she couldn�t give
in to him.� Her heart was aching for him
just as much as her body was aching for sex with him.� She needed a reason not to want him.� He needed to hurt her.� His wanting to force her should have worked
with the Ravenclaw, but the reason she was so eager for sex now was because she
had gotten addicted to it from his forcing her.�
She needed something harsher.� He
needed to hit her.� But she knew Harry
would never do that.� But he needed to
her hurt more than just in her heart.

Then Cho remembered her stipulation in the Teachers� Lounge
with Cormac.� Anal.� She knew it would hurt her.� And she knew Harry didn�t want to do it to
her that way because of it.� But she
needed the pain to feel�better?�
Stronger?� The pretty Ravenclaw
already accepted the fact that she was just as out her mind as Harry had always
been, so to present the idea again would not take much sanity.� She didn�t have much left, especially if she
allowed him to continue what he was presently doing to her.

�OKAY, HARRY!� OKAY,
HARRY, PLEASE STOP!� PLEASE?� I�ll�I�ll�do it with you�willingly�� Cho
pleaded as she grabbed the sides of his head trying hard to free her private
area from his wonderful torment.�

It took her awhile to compose herself enough to look down at
his hovering head after he did stop.� She
met green anticipation and hope-filled eyes.�
�Really, Love?� he whispered with his glistening lips and cheek.

Still trying to catch her breath, Cho nodded.� In no time, the hovering head below was the
hovering head above her own.� Harry�s
smile, normally infectious for the pretty girl, didn�t cast its usual affect on
her.� She was grateful for that
considering what she had to say to him.�
�On,� Cho began breathily as Harry began caressing her cheek, already
making love to her with his eyes, �one condition��

Harry�s smile grew wider.�
�Anything, Love.� You know I�d do
absolutely anything for you�except let you go,� his smile whispered as he
rubbed the tip of his nose against hers.

Liar�you wouldn�t do
what I really want.� If you could�I
wouldn�t hurt so much�

Cho exhaled, and gathered strength from her own thought.� �You know what I want�� she said simply.

Harry narrowed his eyes behind his smile.� �I thought that�s what I was giving you,
Love, but you stopped me,� he snorted lightly.

The Ravenclaw sucked her teeth in irritation, and also to
stall for a moment before suggesting it.�
�I�only want it�up the bum.� In my
arse.�� But she needn�t say the last
sentence because Harry reacted from the first by wiping his smile away
completely.� Cho swallowed hard and hoped
he didn�t notice her fear as his eyes sank into her skull.

After an agonizing minute of silence, Harry spoke.� �Love, I�ve�already�told you�no.� It�ll�hurt you.� I�don�t want to�hurt you,� he said, pleadingly.

�Far too late for that, isn�t it?� she mumbled.� �Well, that�s the only way I�ll be with you,
Harry.�

The Boy-Who-Lived sighed painfully.� �You said�that when you wanted it before�it
was because you�allowed�McLaggen to�� He
took a breath, unable to finish the statement.�
�But you haven�t�� God, tell me
you haven�t�done anything�� he begged.

�I haven�t!� Cho answered quicker than she should.� She could have played on his suspicion and
hurt him even more.� Instinctively, due
to his jealousy, she did not.� �I
mean�anyway, it doesn�t matter because�I don�t want you�any other�way from�now
on�� she lied.

It was an odd sight to see for the Ravenclaw in that
moment.� She had never seen a human
express several emotions in a second.�
But Cho saw anger, pain, insanity, and sadness all flutter through the
eyes and muscles of the handsome Gryffindor�s face in rapid succession.� By the end of the display, Harry�s eyes were
tightly closed and his head lowered slightly as he seemed to be holding his
breath.� He looked as though pain was
shooting through his body.� He looked as
though he was breaking down internally and it was chipping away his
outsides.�

It hurt Cho to watch him in that state, but it hurt her more
that she was concern about it.� She had
to stay strong, but she couldn�t seem to siphon any strength from his current
state of pain.� It was as if she felt his
anguish internally. �The Ravenclaw feared
that her three-way split of her mind was slowing becoming quarters.� She was sure if her mind became any more
disconnected from herself, she would look like Harry had only moments before,
expressing several emotions at once.

�How can you�say�� Harry began again suddenly, lowly,
painfully.� �Why�� his voice
cracked.� The Gryffindor took a breath as
the Ravenclaw fought back the tears that were filling her tear ducts over HIS
pain.� Cho did all she could not to touch
his cheek, lift his lowered chin, and coax him into opening his beautiful but
pain-stricken eyes.� �O-okay,
Love�okay�I�ll�do it�� he whispered, then sniffed hard.�

Cho was momentarily thunderstruck.� He had agreed, and shortly, the three-way
split of her emotions rose again.� She
rejoiced in the fact that he would hurt her.�
She was hurt that he would hurt her.�
And she was terrified about the pain of him hurting her shortly.

As Cho stared fearfully, painfully, and crazily at him, he
still refused to look into her eyes.�
�On�on�one condition, Cho,� he began, issuing his own stipulation as his
voice cracked lightly and spoke to her chest.

�What?� Cho asked, wondering how much worse it could get.

Harry swallowed hard above her.� �Please�� he begged, �allow me to�make love
to you first.� PLEASE?�

The pretty girl sighed.�
She knew it was a trick.� �Harry��
she said exasperatedly.

Green eyes finally gazed back into brown.� �Please, Love?� he begged.� �I�need you so badly right now�I�� he added
in a whisper as his eyes began to close once more.� He fell silent for a moment, only sniffing
hard to break the quietness of the room.�

Cho lay there underneath him trying to gather her strength
to refuse his terms.� She had to try to
gather that strength because it wasn�t present, not with his being naked on top
of her naked needing body.� The seventh
year was set to force an answer out in the silence of the room, when he spoke
again.

�Last night I�I�took a�life��
Not�His�but�someone�� Harry suddenly said, sniffing hard after his
words.� The world around Cho dispersed
into tiny particles just as suddenly as he spoke.� She didn�t know how to feel, what to think,
or what to say.� �Dumbledore�said�it�s
all apart of�war.� To not�let it�get to
me.� That she was completely mad and one
of�Voldemort�s most devout followers�and that she�would have killed me�had I
not�� he paused for a breath or strength to continue, Cho wasn�t sure.� But his saying that he could have been killed
the night before compelled the Ravenclaw to lift her hands to him.� She touched his cheek and rubbed his
shoulder, as if needing to verify that he was real, and really there.

Harry sniffed once more, and she watch his eye lashes
glisten on his closed lids.� �But�I don�t
know�if that�s true,� he said just above a painful whisper.� �She had me�cornered�but I think�I think I
could have�gotten away without��

Cho was still trying to gather herself after hearing him say
he could have been killed the night before.�
She sniffed back her own pending tears as she held onto his head.� �Harry, Dumbledore said�she was mad, she
would have�killed�� her voice cracked heavily, �you had you not!� You did what�you had to do�� Cho said
earnestly and angrily that he would question his choice.

You came back to me
alive�

NO, NOT YOU, CHO!

�But I don�t know if that�s true!� Harry said forcefully,
suddenly.� He rested his forehead on the
Ravenclaw�s, keeping his eyes closed as she closed hers as well and held
him.� After an entire minute of silence
he spoke again, lowly.� �I�ve�been going
out of my mind without you, Cho.� You
haven�t a clue how it feels to be torn in several different directions in your
head!�� Cho wanted to correct him on his
statement, but she decided it best not to admit to anything.� �You�re the only thing that keeps me
sane.� And I haven�t�you won�t allow me
to�touch you�hold you�anything!� he whispered loudly.� �I KNOW I�ve gone completely nutters!� I know it!�
And�after Bellatrix�last night�I wasn�t going�to come back here!� Being here�without you�is far worse
than�being out there without�you!� I
just�wanted to�stay out there and�let them�kill m�� Harry paused to swallow,
and take a breath while squeezing the Ravenclaw in his arms.�

�She�killed my godfather.�
She�hurt other people I know in horrible ways.� I hate her�HATED her so much!� But last night�when she had me cornered and
no one else was�around to help�I�I managed to disarm her, and�knock her to the
ground.� I straddled her as she laughed
in my face, scratching and clawing at me.�
It�reminded me of you fighting me away, Love��

Cho opened her eyes to the still closed one above her.� She opened her mouth to speak but he
continued.

�Not wanting me anymore�� he exhaled heavily.� �She was calling me pathetic and I knew�she
was right, but I�� Harry sniffed hard
once more.� �I�loosened my grip around
her neck and she managed to dismount me and�grabbed her wand and�before she
turned around with it�I�I�� Harry
stopped once more and buried his face into Cho�s neck.�

The Ravenclaw closed her arms around his neck even tighter,
feeling tears flowing down her temple.�
�She would have killed you, Harry,� Cho sniffed.� �She would have�taken you away from m��

�Maybe I�could have simply�stunned her,� he reasoned
desperately in her neck.� �I�probably�overacted
like�you say I do when�someone touches you�says something inappropriate to
you.� I could have bound her!� How many times have I done that to you?� How many times�have I hurt you�without
thinking?�

The tears were rapid down Cho�s temples but she felt ones
that weren�t hers on her neck as well.�
�Harry�� she began, rubbing the back of his unruly hair.

Harry sniffed hard and kissed her cheek.� �So�please, Love,� he begged that cheek.� �Please�just so I may have a bit of peace in
my mind.� It�s not possible, but�you�re
the only thing that keeps me going, and keeps me sane, Cho.� I need you��
Please, Love��

Cho�s heart had taken over at the admission of his possible
demise the night before.� The three-way
split had taken a back seat as she gave in to what HER love wanted, to ease HER
love�s pain.� �Okay, Harry��

Harry lifted his head from her cheek and opened his
eyes.� Cho opened her eyes to his wet,
shocked, and surprised ones.� He wiped
his tears away then leaned down to her temple to kiss hers away as well.� In a second, his mouth was over hers,
hovering an inch from her lips, looking prepared to taste them.� Her heart wanted to kiss him, her lips wanted
to kiss him, her body wanted to kiss him, but the tiny bit of strength she had
in the mix kept her from doing it.� Cho
touched the corner of his mouth as she watched it lustfully.� �Don�t�Harry,� she said before he attempted
and all her willpower would have been lost.

�I�won�t, Love,� he whispered to her lips, as he rubbed his
nose against hers.�

He kissed her cheek as he gently began grinding his
semi-erection into her thigh.� The lips
she missed traveled down her cheek, to her jaw that was properly tasted and bit
before burying themselves in the skin of her neck.� Cho hissed freely at the sensation of her
neck being devoured lovingly by her Gryffindor.�
And when his hand came from under her and held her breast, she wasted no
time in holding it there.� The Ravenclaw�s
back arched a little under him as she lifted one leg around his waist, falling
back into the routine of having sex with Harry.�

Soon, she felt his lips on the tip of her nose and him
reaching down her side to her rested leg.�
His semi-erection was no longer semi, and Cho opened her eyes feeling
him looking at her.� The corner of
Harry�s mouth smiled.� �Ready, Love?� he
whispered.� Cho touched his cheek and
simply nodded.� She was ready for what
she missed, and ignored the consequences set to come.� But she and Harry kept eye contact as his
head penetrated her hole, and he sheathed himself completely within her
body.� Simultaneously, they both closed
their eyes, moaned and shook in relief of feeling each other.� �Every single time�� Harry whispered.

�you feel so good,
she completed his thought with her own.

As Harry began the familiar and appreciated ride of her
insides, she gripped his shoulders, laid her head to the side, and tried to
keep from smiling.� She missed him.� Her body was in a perpetual state of cheer
from having him.� And Cho reveled in the
fact that he needed her so badly and was enjoying her gift to him.� She knew he was enjoying her, the way he
trembled with every other gentle thrust inside her.� That was beside the breathy kisses he was
placing on her face and neck.� Then, of
course there was�

�God, Love, you feel so good�� he moaned in her temple.�

That smile she tried to suppress finally tugged away at the
corner of her mouth.� To keep it under
control, Cho turned her head into Harry�s neck.�
At first taste of his skin after such a long time of not, the pretty
girl moaned.� Her next action she
couldn�t help; she bit into her assailant�s neck.� Harry grunted in ecstasy, and so did his
victim.� The seventh year wanted more of
what she tasted.� She tangled her fingers
into the back of his unruly hair, held his neck opened for her, and devoured
the scar free side of the bronze column.�
Biting, licking, and biting some more, Harry trembled with every thrust
inside her even more.

�You�re�killing me, Cho�� he whispered as she marked what
was hers.� She had no intentions of
stopping, but Harry seemed to have other plans.�
Gripping the sheets underneath them, the Boy Hero pulled, pushing
himself even further inside her.

Cho�s head snapped back from his neck and she moaned.� �Oh, Harry��
Again, he pushed completely inside her, causing her back to arch in
reaction.� Suddenly, her nails dug into
his shoulders as Harry began a slow wind of his hips.� �Mmm!� she moaned, biting her lip.� Her lip freed itself from her teeth, but her
opened mouth could only release the rapid air flowing out.� Another pull of the sheets, pushing deeper
inside her, filling her stomach, and the Ravenclaw was lost in pleasure.� She wanted more.� Lifting her legs even more around his back,
she felt his slow winds grinding against her clit.

�Deeper�yes,� Harry moaned, �I�need you�� he added, biting
her chin.

Cho was happy to oblige.�
Under normal circumstances she knew Harry needed that when things in his
world had gone haywire.� But this time
the Ravenclaw was doing it for her own purposes.� She was greedy for closeness with her
Gryffindor.� She wanted him buried inside
her, staying inside her, holding her, needing her forever.�

And why shouldn�t he?�
Cho belonged to Harry, and Harry belonged to Cho.

�Oh God, Beautiful�� he moaned in her cheek, kissing her
skin.� Pulling on the bed, his winds
swirled harder as she could feel him getting lost inside her.� Cho held on to him, taking the strokes, not
wanting it to end either.� �Ssss�Cho, I
love��

The pretty brown eyes of the seventh year opened as she
quickly turned her head frontward.� Her
heart had surely stopped, and so had her breathing.� Harry lifted his head from her cheek and he
half smiled nervously.� ��being�with
you.� I love�making love to you,� he
whispered to her eyes.

The breath Cho finally took brought everything she had
pushed to the side, back.� Every emotion
she had been torn apart by came flooding back.�
Her heart ached.� Her mind berated
her for having given in to him.� And her
loins begged her not to stop.� The
Ravenclaw turned her conflicted head to the side, and shut her eyes tightly not
wanting him to see her sudden tears.

�Love�� Harry whispered before he kissed the only cheek
exposed to him.� Cho didn�t respond to
him as she held the tears back, wishing her inner walls weren�t latching onto
him so tightly.� �I�want you to�say it��
he whispered.�

Cho was not falling into that again, and it hurt her even
more that he would ask.� She shook her
head and hoped her didn�t see the tear trailing across the bridge of her nose.

�Please, Love�� he begged and she could hear a smile in his
tone.� �You know how much I love�making
love to you�� Say it, Cho,� he requested
adding another hard thrust.

There was only one thing she wanted to say:� Why
can�t you love me?� But Cho had no
intentions of allowing herself to say something in which she knew his reaction
would hurt her even more.� However, the
Ravenclaw needed the strength to get out of what she was presently doing.� She needed pain other then what she was
feeling.� Her plan to take it anally had
been thwarted by the clever Gryffindor.�
She knew he had no intentions of doing that too her, especially
now.� But what else did she have in her
arsenal to help her fight herself and the Boy Hero?� What would cause a reaction in him that would
make him leave her alone, hurt her, or possibly hurt him?

Cormac.� Most
importantly, sex with Cormac.

�Say it, Beautiful�� Harry whispered huskily in her ear,
�tell me��

Cho swallowed hard.�
�I�I�m�going to�be with�Cormac,� she stuttered out, interrupting him.

Harry�s wonderfully slow, sensual winds against her pelvis
stopped for only a brief moment.�
�Don�t�talk about him�right now, Love, please�� he begged in her ear,
then continued his movement.

Cho turned her head forward, hoping the tears had been
squeezed free from her eyes altogether, or at least not visible to him.� She swallowed the lump in her throat and
prayed for strength to continue her lie as his penis continued to stimulate
her.� �I�want to�be with him, Harry.�

The sixth year�s eyes were open when he lifted his head to
hover over hers.� �I know you�re going on
a date with him this weekend for Slughorn�s party.� Got that.�
Now may we please�stop talking about him?� It�s ruining��

Cho exhaled in heavy irritation.� �No, Harry, you don�t get it.� I want to�sleep with him.� I�m going to�actually�soon��

All movement stopped, and the Ravenclaw was relieved.� However, Cho would feel even better if the
glaring Gryffindor inside her, above her, would do something.� She wanted him to hit her, slap her, call her
a whore for wanting to be with another boy, pull his dick out of her pussy and
fuck her hard and uncaringly in the ass.�
React!� Hurt!� Heal her!�
Anything, because loving her didn�t seemed to be an option.

But what Harry did was nothing of what Cho expected, or
wanted.� He buried his face in her neck
and began making love to her again.� The seventh
year watched the ceiling of her Room of Requirement in shock and in silence of
his reaction and not getting what she required.�
But Harry was also silent too as the sensual winding had stopped and the
thrusting of his penis took over.� The
bed, however, did make noise, beginning to squeak at the pumping of the
Gryffindor into the Ravenclaw.

�No,� Cho barely heard Harry say into her neck as he fucked
her.

Cho wasn�t sure she heard him correctly considering the bed
was the only thing making noise in the room and her eyes were slowly beginning
to roll back in her head.� �What?� she
asked.

�No,� he said more forcefully, keeping his head in her neck.

The seventh year wasn�t sure if she was winning at all
here.� �Why?� she asked, earnestly.� Give me
a reason not too, beside I don�t really want too, and you�re unfairly nutters
and possessive.� But really, why?

�Why, indeed!� he asked her neck. ��Why, Love?�
Why�would you want to hurt m��
Harry took a breath and tried to keep his rhythm down below.� But his stamina was fading fast.� �Why�do you�need him?�� He sounded desperate and just as hurt as when
he begged her to make love.� �Do I�� his
voice cracked.� �Don�t I�make you�happy,
Cho?� You�told me once�that I did��

�No, I told you�I was�happy�that one time�because you
were�back�� she took a breath as well, trying to keep her voice from
cracking.� �Not happy WITH you,
Harry�happy that�you were�alive!� she lied, in a sense.� She was happy that he was alive when he
returned from Diagon Alley, but she had never said she was happy with him.� However, there was no doubt in any part of
her body that she was though.

�No!� No, that�s not
true!� Harry exclaimed in her neck, wrapping his arms around her and squeezing
her tightly in her arms.� �You�re lying
to me, Cho!� Say it, Love!� Say you�re only having me on!� That you meant what you said before!� You�re just�angry with me for�I don�t know
what, but�you don�t mean what you�re saying!�
You love�being with me!� You�re
happy with me!�

Cho was sure she would burst into unstoppable tears in seven
seconds if she didn�t get out of the grasp of her heart ache.� How dare he tell her she�s happy with
him?� He hadn�t a clue how much torment
she had been through for him, by him.�
How dare he say she loved being him?�
She hadn�t a choice in the matter.�
How dare he make her feel like he wanted and cared for her?� He didn�t even like her, she was only worthy
of sex with him and nothing more.� It was
just to much for her to deal with.� Cho
began to struggle out of Harry�s grasp.

�Let me go, Harry!� she demanded, pushing his arms from
around her.� But Harry resisted and his
strong arms were wining out.� �Just
please�for the last time, LET ME GO!��
This time Cho used her feet to push Harry�s hips up, pulling him out of
her.� With his body raised, she was able
to wiggle out from under his arms and crawl quickly to the edge of the
bed.� Grabbing for her clothes quickly as
Harry began crawling off the bed as well, Cho found her wand and put the
disillusionment charm on her body.� Her
and her clothing vanished.

�Shit!� Harry shouted, unable to see her anymore.�

Seeing her book bag and shoes lying on the floor, Cho
decided it best to run pass them.� If she
picked them up, he would see her.� So
instead, the logical Ravenclaw made it to the door of the room and aimed her
wand to her book bag only.� �Accio bag!�
she shouted, and the leather satchel flew toward her.� Cho prayed it would get to her quicker than
the naked Gryffindor following behind it.�
She had not been forsaken, and plucking her bag out of the air and
yanking opening the door, the seventh year ran out into her freedom of the
hallway.� Cho hoped Harry wouldn�t be
dense enough to give chase to a flying book bag while completely naked.� Half way down the corridor, she thanked a
higher power that he wasn�t.

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�Hey, Cho?� called Constance
at the bedroom door.

Cho was lying in her closed curtains having cried her eyes
out since she escaped back to her room.�
�Yes, Connie?� she replied, trying to not allow her sadness to be heard
in her voice.

�Are�you alright in there?� Constance
asked with concern.

�Yes!� Cho said quickly, hoping her friend wouldn�t come to
open her curtains to verify that she was lying.

�Oh, all right then.�
Well, I came back up here to tell you that Terry is waiting for you
downstairs to walk with you to dinner.�
He said he�ll wait until�you�re ready?�
Not sure what that means, but I�m assuming you do.� Also, Flitwick is down there.� And he is also waiting for you.� He, uh, doesn�t care if you�re ready or not,
so I suggest you get a move on.�

Cho squeezed new tears out of her eyes at her friend�s
message.� She knew why Flitwick was
actually in the House he heads; she was in deep trouble for having missed her
last class of the day.� �Th-thank you,
Constance.� I shall be down shortly,� she
said.

The Ravenclaw didn�t make an attempt to clean up her
appearance.� Her eyes were going to stay
puffy and red no matter what she did.�
The walk down the stairs should have been terrifying, but the seventh
year was so numb, she didn�t feel a thing.�
As Cho walked into the common room, she saw Terry sitting on their couch
with Professor Flitwick�s tiny frame standing by nodding slowly.� The two males turned their attention to the
pretty broken hearted girl, concern lacing both their eyes.

�Oh, Mr. Boots, you were right, indeed,� Flitwick told his
student.

Cho narrowed her eyes at them in confusion, then decided
that she didn�t want to be reprimanded in front of Terry.� �Terry�thanks so much for�waiting for
me.� But I�m in�no mood for dinner this
evening.� Why don�t you go along�I�ll go
back upstairs after I talk to��

The tiny professor shook his head, and placed a hand on
Terry�s knee, stopping him from standing up.�
�No, I do not think that is a very good idea, Miss Chang.� See, young Mr. Boots here was explaining to
me your bouts illness.� So I rather he
stay here and look after you.� I know a first
year Ravenclaw informed me that you were throwing up profusely in one of the
lavatories just yesterday.� When I asked
Madam Pomfrey had you gone to see her, she told me you haven�t.� I am very disappointed in you, Miss Chang,
for not telling me about your bouts of illness when we spoke earlier this
afternoon.� It would have made much more
sense for your missing class then just carelessness that the other teachers and
I had concluded.�

Cho was still confused.�
�But, sir, I��

�Even still, Miss Chang, it was your responsibility to tell
your professor that you were far to ill to attend class.� Professor Firenze was very upset with you,�
Flitwick continued.� �However, I will not
inform your parents of this, but you will be serving detention tomorrow, if you
are feeling better.� I suggest you go see
Madam Pomfrey straightaway, for you may still be��

�Oh, no, sir,� Cho replied quickly, �I used a very simple
healing spell on myself to make the nausea subside.� I�m sure Madam Pomfrey would have done the
same.� Just�need rest is all she would
say, I�m sure.�

Flitwick considered the seventh year for a moment before
speaking.� �You may be right.� Well done then, Miss Chang.� You should make a fine Healer someday if you
manage to achieve the proper N.E.W.T.s.�
Right then, I should expect that Mr. Boots will stay with you this
evening as I suggested.� I shall send a
house-elf up with your dinners.�

�Thank you, sir,� the two students replied in unison.

After they watched the tiny professor leave through the
House door, Terry pulled Cho down to their couch.� �Where were you this afternoon?� I was half way there toward Charms when Marietta told me you had
to stay after with Flitwick.� Then I
waited outside of your Divination class and you never showed.� I busted my tail trying to rush to your class
before�� Cho, what�what�s happened?�
Terry asked as Cho�s eyes began to tear as he spoke.

Watching the tears fall down her face, Terry sighed.� He sat back on the couch, opened his arms and
closed them around her when she laid on his shoulder.� �He�s�back, I�m assuming?� he asked quietly,
sympathetically.� She nodded and sniffed.� �You�gave in to him some sort a way.�� Cho nodded once more, and sobbed even
harder.� �And he still��

�Doesn�t love� me�won�t ever�love me�� she sobbed, crying
harder into his shoulder.

Terry sighed in understanding.� �Well, look at this way, mate,� he began,
squeezing her shoulder, �it�s only four days before we�re off on holiday
break.� We could both use the distance
from�those that broke our hearts.� Hell,
we may even come back�new people�in those eleven days,� he joked, and she
snorted lightly in her tears.� �Ready to
love the right people, and not in secret, behind closed doors, behind statues,
and garden shrubs, and that glorious, glorious time in the dungeons over
Snape�s desk�.�

Cho snorted once more through her tears.� �Uh�Terry?�

�OH, um, yeah, sorry�went off on a tangent there.� SO, yeah, back to what I was saying, then!� Finding Mr. Right.� Not Mr. Popular for being so bad, or so
good.� Not Mr. Seeker Quidditch player,
riding their brooms like their tucking in for a session of slow, deep shagging.� Not Mr. So Bloody Hot he drives every blasted
sex insane in the school, be it he touches them or not!� Terry explained
fervently.�

Cho laughed hard on her friend and couldn�t agree with him
more.� �Yeah, let�s avoid those blokes,
shall we?� she suggested, wiping her tears away.� �Four days till freedom, then?�

�Right!� said Terry as food suddenly appeared on the coffee
table in front of them.� �Oh, and you can
keep the strawberries and cream for yourself this time.�
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