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A/N:� Besides repetition, BIG WARNING!� I don�t want to say what, but I worry about
triggering, so just be prepared.�
Warning, warning, warning.� Then
again, it might not be a big deal at all!LOL

Chapter 27 �
Paying For His Pedestal

Monday morning came, and Cho watched Terry pack up for an
over week�s worth of freedom.� They
skipped breakfast, mostly because Cho couldn�t bear to see everyone leaving,
and Terry couldn�t bear to leave her alone.�
The Ravenclaw girl was numb when she hugged her male housemate good bye
for nearly ten minutes.

�You�ll�be alright, Cho.�
You can get through this.� And
make sure to write me everyday so I�ll know how you�re doing�� were the last
words he said to her before being the last to leave the common room.

Cho wished she could cry; she hadn�t the entire
morning.� It would be such a relief if
she could, she thought.� The pressure
building inside her head would subside, and maybe she would actually be able to
feel something, anything.� But she
couldn�t.� Not even as she watched from
her Tower window the ant-size students rushing into the carriages to be taken
home.� No, not one tear.� Her world was out of control.� Her mind was no longer in her control.� And her body was controlled solely by
another.

As the pretty motionless girl watched the last student rush
into the Thestral guided carriage, it didn�t surprise Cho to hear the click of
her House door.� Numbly, she stood still
in the window watching the carriages being pulled away as a fresh woodsy smell
she had grown to love filled her nostrils.�
Soon, a familiar body pressed up against hers from behind.� Her long raven ponytail was flipped over her
other shoulder, exposing her neck to her handler as another arm snaked around
her waist.�

There was no reason to fight him.� He had her under his control for eleven
days.� She was trapped.

�This is going to be a brilliant holiday,� Harry said, his
voice heavy with lust, before tasting the pale column before him.

Speak for yourself�
Cho thought as she allowed herself to be tasted and touched.

�Mmmm, Beautiful,� Harry said between nips of her neck, and
squeezes of her breasts, �I missed you so much.�

It would have been fine for the seventh year if her body
could just turn off like it did with Cormac when he groped and molested her.� She wished she could feel like throwing up at
Harry�s touches and kisses on her body.�
But as it always did, her body betrayed her.� It recognized Harry�s heat, Harry�s hands,
Harry�s lips.� And all it wanted was
Harry�s dick.� Cho�s mind, on the other hand,
had shut down on so many levels being tired of trying to make sense of her life
and of her emotions.� It was her only
sanctuary as she tried to ignore what was happening to her body and her body�s
internal reaction to it.� She thought
that perhaps the fact that her internal reaction didn�t match her numb external
reaction, that her brain was working for her on some level.

Cho hoped at least.

�I know�you�re angry at me, Love, for making you stay,�
Harry said, unbuttoning her shirt with no help from her limp arms.� �But I�ll�make it up to you.� I promise�� he said, before he made a meal of
her neck once more, and cupping and kneading her breasts with both hands.

Cho�s eyes were on the clouds outside as Harry�s hands and
mind were on her body.� She wondered how
it would be to be in them.� The Ravenclaw
had flown high on days when the clouds were low.� And she even felt herself floating in them on
many of the occasions she and Harry were intimate.� But Cho wouldn�t feel that today.� She couldn�t feel anything but her body�s
reaction to Harry.

But she did hear something.�
That something sounded like footsteps coming down a set of stairs.� Harry must have heard them too because he
released the Ravenclaw and quickly disappeared behind a chair as she turned around.

�Oh, there you are�Cho,� said Eden Rashid, an olive-skinned
Mid-Eastern boy, carrying a bag.

�Hi, Eden,�
Cho greeted him, trying to smile but unable to control her facial muscle�s
either.

The first year looked nervously at the seventh year as he
walked slowly toward her.� �Uh�Cho, your
shirt�s�unbuttoned,� he said blushing and looking away.

Cho hadn�t even noticed or cared.� �Oh,� she said for his sake more than hers,
and held her shirt closed, �sorry.�

�No worries,� Eden
said.� �I don�t�care. �Um, Cho, may I ask you something?�

�Sure,� she said numbly.

The young Ravenclaw seemed to blush even more.� �Well�you see my friend�he�s a first year too
in Slytherin.� And well�since we were
both�staying and he�s�my friend,� the boy repeated nervously, ��I was�wondering
if you�thought it would be alright if�I stayed in the dungeons�with him�my
friend?� His Head of House won�t be here
the entire holiday break.� So I was
hoping��

Cho sighed.� There
wouldn�t even be anyone in her own House to keep Harry at bay.� �I don�t see anything wrong with that at all,
Eden.� Go on then.�
Have a�good time,� she said to the waving boy who was nearly out the
door at her first words.

The door closed and Cho felt something else close in her
mind.

�Brilliant!� said Harry coming out from behind the
chair.� �Now we have the whole place to
ourselves.�� With that, Cho felt herself
turned around, pulled up against him, and her face and neck being tasted
promptly.� In his arms, under his lips,
she was walked backward toward her and Terry�s Couch of Comfort.� She was sat down on the once sanctuary, while
her heart ache sat on his knees on the floor between her legs.� Cho could see her face being caressed by him,
and his mouth moving, but she couldn�t hear what he was saying.� Out of her peripheral vision, she could see
the window and in the distance, the clouds.

While between her legs, Harry kissed her chest as he slowly
took off her shirt.� Cho�s arms stayed
limped only reacting when Harry pulled her forward as he got lost in devouring
her hard nipple through her bra.� Her
body was reacting to him internally, hot, wet, screaming for more, even though
she didn�t so much as grunt out loud.� It
was the complete opposite of what being with Cormac lately had been like for
the Ravenclaw.� With him, she felt nausea
at every touch, every kiss, though her limbs would go through the motions.� Now with Harry, her insides were a willing
party, receiving what it only wanted, though her limbs, her mouth, her mind
couldn�t participate.� Oh, how she wished
for nausea, at least then she wouldn�t feel so stupid for her body�s need.�

As her stomach was being kissed and gnawed, she felt her
jeans unbuttoning and strong, lightly calloused hands easing down the skin of
her hips.� �Knickers?� Cho heard him say
in joyful surprise.� �Back to these, are
we?�� She just looked at him blankly,
unable to respond.� �Well, we�ll change
that this holiday, won�t we?� he smiled devilishly, kissing her chin.� �Lay down, Beautiful,� he whispered
lustfully.

With no fight left in her, Cho did as she was told, and her
pants and underwear were pulled down and off in the process.� Now lying on her once favorite couch in
nothing but her bra, she watched Harry stand up and watch her as he took off
his shirt and pants.� His erection seemed
larger than normal when she glanced at it.�
And as her mouth began to water outside of her own control, Cho shut her
eyes briefly to look away.� When she
opened them, she saw the window once more with its carefree clouds outside of
it.� Her heart ache was climbing on top
of her, and the cheers from the inside of her body were almost deafening.� As her bra was lifted and her nipples were
being sucked, gnawed, pinched, loved, she still couldn�t make an external sound
though normally that did it for her.� She
barely heard the words �beautiful�, �missed� and �you� as he lifted her
legs.� Finally, Cho made her first
sound.� It was a quiet whimper the moment
Harry entered her wet orifice.

But soon she heard another sound.� This time internal and should be
unwelcomed.� Should be.

You love it, don�t
you? said the tiny voice Cho feared in her mind.� You
give it up easy and you like it rough!� Bloody
fucking whore.� Look at you!� Lying there, taking it, wanting it, loving
him��

Cho sniffed toward the cloudy window as the voice spoke to
her in her mind with no other to combat it.�
But there were no tears in the Ravenclaw�s eyes.� She was unable to produce them.� How could she while she was being made love
too by the person she loved?� Her body
gently moved up and down the cushions as Harry continued to slowly ride her
insides, and she continued to look toward the window.� Cho found herself highly envious of the
clouds� freedom.

Freedom.� That�s a bloody joke, isn�t it?� You will never be free of him, you let him
into your heart.� You�ll never be free of
him because he won�t let his faithful concubine go.� You�ll never be free of him�he owns you
for�life�

Harry tenderly feasted on her neck, whispering all the names
he had for her and telling her how wonderful she felt.� She hadn�t heard a single word.� The couch squeaked from the lovemaking, but
she didn�t hear it either.� Her body
screaming for more, and the tiny voice was all Cho could register.� That, and her blessed clouds.

They look lovely,
don�t they?� Absolutely beautiful.� That�s how he feels about Ginny, you know?� And he has the right too, her being his
girlfriend and all.� It doesn�t matter
that he says it too you, she�s the one he wants no matter what.� Just yesterday it was revealed that she
kissed another boy, while with Harry.�
Yet, he still has her, loves her.�
You are only worth what�s being done to you right now.� And though you know it, you still love him
with all your heart.� Fucking idiot.

The degrading voice, without a defensive counter part,
brought back all the pain the Ravenclaw had experienced for the moment Harry
told Ginny he loved her.� The pain shot
through her body as if she was suddenly put under the Cruciatus curse.� But externally, she didn�t react.� The sensation of the sex that Cho�s body had
been craving and was presently receiving was still ever present and just as
strong as the pain.� The seventh year
thought for sure she would burst at the seams from the torture.

At least you would not
feel anything ever again if you did.� It
would feel like those clouds.� Soft,
free, careless and void of the hate you have for yourself when it should be
directed toward someone else.� But you
can�t hate him, can you?� He�s too much
inside you.� He�s inside your body,
inside your heart, and now�

He�s inside your mind�

The tiny voice that was once a sinister version of Cho�s own
voice, now turned into a sinister version of Harry�s.� The Ravenclaw was so shock to hear the voice,
she snapped her head forward to the Gryffindor hovering above her.

Yes, look at me, Whore!
said the voice of Harry, though Harry himself had his head back, his eyes
closed, and smiled of ecstasy and relief on his face that she hadn�t seen since
the night he left the hospital wing.� Watch me fuck you!� Watch you let me fuck you!� Your pussy is always so wet for me.� That�s why you�re my fucking whore.� You love me, but there�s no love for you!� How could I love you?� Why should I love you?� I love that you�re easy to bend over, to lie
on your back, and to drop down on your knees to suck me off!� But my heart belongs to Ginny.� She owns it!�
She earned it!� She deserves
it!� Not a bloody fucking cunt like you!

Cho closed her eyes tightly, unable to cry, breathe, defend
herself.� The evil Harry voice was
tearing her to shreds and his body was sending her to Heaven.

Heaven?� All good whores go to hell! he
continued.� And you�re a stellar whore,
Cho!� So tight, so wet, so eager, so
fucking stupid!� Open your eyes,
Whore.� OPEN THEM!

Cho�s eyes shot open as she watched Harry opened his briefly
and smile at her as he continued his ride that was picking up the pace.

Love me, don�t
you?� Love me even though I raped
you.� I took your body without
permission.� I took your dignity.� I took your sanity.� I shredded your soul.� And you willingly gave me your heart.

She could hear Harry�s malicious laughter echo in her mind
as she felt a familiar stirring in her lower region.

And what�s this?
he asked her in her mind.� You�re to cum for me�again?� But first let me give you what you love so
much�

With that, Harry�s body shook.� She watched his mouth say something to the
heavens and released what seemed like a never ending stream of semen inside
her.� As it usually did, and as the voice
inside her head had told her she would do, Cho came.� Her grunt was the only other sound of sex she
made as her back arched slightly for the natural force of it.

As Harry collapsed onto of her, breathing heavily as he
lazily kissed her shoulder, neck and cheek, Cho came down quickly for her orgasm.�

Now all she was left with was the pain.

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The clouds outside the window shifted from late morning to
mid-afternoon all under the watchful eye of the Ravenclaw.� She laid on her once Couch of Comfort,
practically naked, wrapped in a blanket that used to be Harry�s shirt, while
Harry himself was lying asleep behind her.�
Cho�s skin was numb to the feel of his arm locked around her waist.� The searing pain that was coursing through
her body earlier however, had not subsided in the couple of hours they laid
there.

Neither had the demeaning, malicious, yet sensible voice in
her mind that sounded like the boy behind her.�
It had continued to talk to her after Harry had wrapped them both up
tightly in a blanket and held her until he fell asleep.� Now the Ravenclaw had a running commentary in
her mind of the words �whore�, �stupid�, �pathetic�, �property�.� The voices were echoing so loud in her head
that Cho suddenly stuck her finger into her free ear that wasn�t lying on
Harry�s arm.� The sudden movement on the
couch caused the sleeping Boy Hero to tighten his hold around her waist, and
nuzzle his face more into her hair.� She
could barely feel the sleepy light kiss he place on her scalp.� She definitely couldn�t see the small
unconscious smile on his face.

Silly whore.� Can�t you see?� You can�t get away from me.� I own you.�
And I have owned you, not from the moment I took you on the Hogwarts
Express, but the moment you begged me to allow you to participate in our sex.� Ginny would never have done that!� No one in their right mind would have done
that.� But you aren�t in your right mind,
are you, Whore?

The seventh year�s face repeatedly contorted into pain, but
no tears welled to fall.� In fact, Cho�s
pretty eyes felt roughly dry, feeling like she had not only lost the ability to
cry but to blink as well.� All she could
do was lay there, watch the clouds and become envious of the carefree puffs,
listening to Harry degrade her, and ache from the pain coursing through her
body.

Does it hurt,
Whore?� You�ll lay there and take
it.� You love me, don�t you?� Take it forever�� Love me for life�� This will never end because you don�t want it
too�

With that, Cho suddenly eased out of Harry�s grasp and stood
up.� Quickly grabbing her discarded shirt
and throwing it on, she barely noticed Harry�s real words as the other�s
continued to talk to her.

�Where�are you going?� he asked sleepily on the couch.

Cho stopped in her tracks as she pulled up her jeans.� She looked at him, unsure if she�d be able to
speak properly with the amount of pain she was in, unsure if he could hear her
respond with his other voice screaming at her in her mind so loudly.� �The�loo�� she replied, blankly.

�Oh,� Harry said, closing his eyes and rubbing the empty
space beside him.� �Hurry back, won�t
you?� he requested sleepily.

Cho watched him fall back asleep holding onto the
nothingness beside him.� Though she
wasn�t lying there anymore, she felt that same thing inside her body.� Disconnected from her soul and body, though
she felt the pain and heard the voice.�
The Ravenclaw never experienced anything like it before.� And she couldn�t take it anymore.

The seventh year couldn�t feel, couldn�t register, and
couldn�t care less that her feet had carried her out of the Tower of the
Intelligent.� Harry�s voice rang in her
mind, calling her �whore� with a sing-song ease.� But as her love degraded her on her walk, a
tiny part of Cho�s mind, that hadn�t shut down, imagined the carefree clouds
outside her window.� The thought, and
Harry�s voice, took her toward a corridor she had never been in before.� The disconnected beauty climbed several
spiraling stairs as Harry told her how stupid she was for loving the man who
raped her.� The clouds were beautiful in
her mind�s eye.� They floated, took
shape, and dispersed before reforming again.�
Her shattered soul had done that on numerous occasions.� Cho didn�t know there was a smile on her numb
face as the clouds danced in her mind, imitating her soul.� But she did know that Harry was now telling
her how often she made him smile when she sucked him off.

Cho didn�t feel the cold December air as she walked through
the door of a tall, dark tower.� The
opened, uninviting area would have been enough to chill the Ravenclaw�s bones
if she could feel anything on the exterior of her body.� The crispy air whipped through her long raven
tresses as she continued to walk, though she didn�t notice.� Cho saw what she wanted; the clouds.� The stone ledge, only a few feet away now,
framed the blue sky and its happy clouds perfectly.� It was as she imagined them as she walked
through the castle and up the stairs of the unknown tower.� As Harry continued to talk to her, berate
her, degraded her, break her, Cho wondered how the clouds would feel if she
touched them.

Her jean covered thighs bumping into the stone ledge of the Dark Tower
was the only thing that stopped the Ravenclaw from walking straight into the
sky.� The clouds were wordlessly calling
to her as Harry�s voice raged in her mind.�
If she could only touch the clouds, she wouldn�t hear him anymore and
she wouldn�t feel the pain coursing through her anymore.

Think it would be so
easy, do you?� To touch the clouds would
mean to be among them�forever, Whore.� Is
that what you want?� Freedom�� Think you�ll see Cedric again, perhaps?� Think he can save you; be your hero?� Make sure to tell him that during the time
you two were together, you still fancied me.�
Make sure you tell him you considered going back on your promise to go
with him after I asked you to the Yule Ball.�
Make sure you tell him how quickly you pursued me after his death�

The clouds were a million miles away, but to Cho they seemed
so close.� They were rolling toward
her.� They wanted her to touch them.� To be among them.� As her knee scraped the stone ledge to rest
on top of it, the seventh year looked down.�
She accidentally knocked several pebbles off the ledge.� The light clinking noise of their bouncing
off the side of the structure as they made their descent caught the Ravenclaw�s
attention and she looked down.� Cho
watched the seemingly never-ending fall of the tiny stones until she couldn�t
make out their shapes anymore.� They were
her soul and her mind.�

As the cold wind rocked her on the edge, she also noticed
that something else had fallen.� A tiny
wet spot was on the knee of her jeans; and then another, and another.� Cho slowly lifted her hand to her face and
felt the familiar moisture of tears.� And
then the Ravenclaw did something only Terry was able to accomplish while she
cried, she began to laugh.� Her manic
laughter matched Harry�s in her mind note for note.

You are pathetic,
aren�t you?� It is really quite funny!
he laughed.� I mean honestly, look at you.�
I�m the one who�s mad!� I raped
you in my insanity of being placed on a pedestal and chained too it.� Yet, you�re the one on the ledge of a tower
feeling stupid enough to kill yourself!�
And for what, because you love me? he continued to laugh
manically.� Because you know I don�t want to be with you more than to fuck
you?� Because I�ll love Ginny until the
day I die?�

Cho laughed even harder.�

And what�s more,
he continued, even if you plummet to your
death, you won�t be rid of me, you silly whore!�
I�ll die in this war and�

No� a tiny scared,
female voice said somewhere in Cho�s mind.�
The seventh year�s laughter suddenly stopped.

What�s that,
Whore?� You don�t want me to die?
Harry�s voice asked her inside her mind.�
There was no tiny female voice to combat him this time.

That�s right, you�re the
bloody dolt that�s in love with her rapist!�
How silly of me to forget!� Well,
don�t worry about it, Whore, because if you die, I will too, and I�ll meet you
in Hell were all good whores go for eternity.�
Sorry to say, it won�t be as awful as the hell I�ve put you through this
year.� They have standards down there!

The white carefree clouds caught her attention once
more.� Freedom.� The Ravenclaw eased her numb knee further on
the ledge as she lifted her hand toward the distant clouds.� Though Cho had stopped her manic laughter,
Harry�s still carried on echoing the name �Whore� throughout her mind.�

But there was another voice squeaking in Cho�s mind.� A tiny, frightened, panicked voice.� No�please�� The seventh year still reached toward the sky
as the wind blew up into her loosely buttoned blouse.� She held the ledge with her other hand as
Harry�s voice raged and the tiny voice squeaked.� Harry�
the tiny voice pleaded.� Cho recognized
the voice and tone of the tiny plea.� She
had used it with his name when she was attacked by Crabbe and Goyle.� Cho had also used it when she allowed herself
to be fingered by Cormac.� It her was
internal call for help.� A call only
Harry could answer.

You�re calling for me
to help you?� Calling for your assailant
to save you?� How fucking pathetic you
are!� You don�t deserve to live on this
earth, you bloody stupid whore! he laughed evilly.

Harry�please� she
heard the voice once more in Harry�s constant barraged of the word �whore� in
her mind.� Cho�s other leg was lifted on
the ledge now as she watched the clouds.�
The wind blew so hard, it shook her.�
The pain inside her body was nearly debilitating.� Harry�s truthful words were raging.�

There would be no turning back now; Cho needed to touch her
freedom.� Please�Love�

�LOVE!� Cho thought she heard Harry say, though she knew the
Harry in her mind would never call her that.�
�Love, get down from there!� she heard before she felt strong hands
pulling her off the ledge.� Before Cho
realized it, she was locked tightly in a pair of arms. Though the pain was now
even worse, the numbness of her body externally, slowly allowed her to feel her
arms.� They instantly went around Harry�s
torso and he squeezed her.

Harry�please�love�
the tiny female voice begged loudly as the Harry in her mind disappeared.

�Cho, what are you doing out here, Sweetheart?� What�?� Harry asked her hair
desperately.� Cho didn�t answer.� Instead, she clung to her assailant needing
him to make the pain go away, needing him to save her from herself.� �God, you�re trembling all over!� You�re frozen solid!� he exclaimed, rubbing
her back and arms quickly to cause friction and warmth.� It didn�t matter to the Ravenclaw, she
couldn�t feel his effort what so ever.�
All Cho felt was Harry�s arms around her.� It was helping to ease her pain, and reduce
her fear of what she was about to do, but it wasn�t enough.� �Come on, Love.� Let�s get you inside and by the fireplace
before you catch your death�� he said ironically.

As Harry began to release her, Cho grabbed hold of his
coat�s lapels.� She could feel herself
shaking her head in protest to the movement.�
Harry stopped trying to walk out of her grasp, but he did ease back to
look down into her face.� Worriedly, he
placed a hand on her wet cheek and raised it to look into her equally wet
eyes.� �Why, Cho?� he asked,
tentatively.� Cho just watched his eyes
look nervously back at her.� �Love�what
were you doing�up there?� Harry barely asked out loud as if afraid of the
answer.� The pretty girl just stared back
at him, tears falling down her face though she didn�t sob.� The Boy Hero brushed the tears off her cheek
which were quickly replaced by another stream.�
Leaning down, he kissed her other cheek drenched in tears in an effort
to stop their flow.� It hadn�t worked.� Harry rested his scar on Cho�s forehead and
closed his eyes.� �Love�please�let me
take you inside.� Please, Cho!� his
whisper begged slowly, fearfully.

Although Harry�s evil voice had died away in her mind, the
tiny voice that belong to Cho began to reiterate his truthful words.� You
can�t get away from him, Cho, the voice said sadly.� He�ll
always find you.� He�ll always want
you.� You�ll always love him.� He�ll always be inside of you.� Don�t fight it anymore. Don�t fight yourself
anymore�

But he doesn�t love
me� an equally miserable voice said inside her mind.

But he�s the only
one�that can ease the pain�that he�s caused�

�No,� Cho whimpered quietly, causing Harry to lift his head
from hers and open his eyes in surprise.�
The Ravenclaw looked into her Gryffindor�s eyes.� The deranged look he wore for nearly two
weeks without her was gone without a trace.�
She was sure the look had seeped into her eyes more than a week ago, and
possibly still present.� Both her and her
love had gone mad without each other, mad with each other, and mad because of
each other.� But for whatever the reasons
the two stood there together, one thing they had in common, they needed the
other to feel better.� And at the moment,
Cho needed to feel every part of her body, and less of the internal pain.

Harry startled a little when his teary-eyed victim opened
his coat even further and began kissing on his neck.� �Love�� he squeaked out in surprise, but Cho
hadn�t noticed.� She grabbed a hand full
of his unruly hair in the back and held him in place as she devoured his
neck.� The Ravenclaw couldn�t feel any
part of her body expect her lips and the palms of her hands.� The internal pain was still coursing heavily,
however.

�Cho�for�goodness sakes, Love�� Harry said, trying to maintain
the strength to speak.� And it was truly
tested when Cho�s slender hand eased down between them and cupped his soft
bulge.� �Wait�wait!� Harry said, holding
her by the shoulders and pulling her slightly away.� The Boy-Who-Lived took a breath for a moment
as he gathered himself and watched his victim.�
She didn�t wear the lustful expression she often wore when eager for sex
this time.� Instead, she wore a
desperate, needy expression.� Harry�s
response was not the same as it always was either when Cho wanted sex.� This time, the Gryffindor wore an expression
of worry.

Still holding her in silence at arms length as the cold
December wind began turning her lips blue, Harry lifted his hand to her
cheek.� �Cho, why�were you�out here?� he
asked again, tentatively.� �And why,
Love, were you�on the ledge?�� Harry
sounded as though he was feeling the pain that was still coursing through the
Ravenclaw�s body.

Cho lowered her head shamefully in front of him.� She felt just as pathetic as Harry�s voice in
mind her had told her she was earlier.�
Cho needed Harry to stop the pain that he created; she was
pathetic.� But the Ravenclaw was also so
very tired, so very trapped, and so very much in love.� �Because�� she began timidly toward the stone
ground of the Dark
Tower.� ��I�want�you,� Cho answered truthfully from
her broken soul.

Harry was silent for a moment as his grasp on her shoulder
loosened.� �But, Love�� But his words were stopped when Cho pushed
opened his arms to release his hold on her.�
Quickly, the seventh year went back to making a meal of Harry�s
neck.� �Ssss, Cho�� he hissed, trying to
get a hold of her shoulders, but couldn�t seem to manage it.� She held tightly to his hair once more as her
other hand made quick work of his belt and zipper.� He was soft, but she didn�t care to marvel at
the oddity, never having experienced that before.� Instead, the shattered girl went to work
stroking him as she licked and bit his neck, all while tears fell down her
face.� �Okay�okay, Love�but at least�let
me take you�inside and make��

�No,� Cho whimpered forcefully.� �Here�� she said, suddenly pulling him near a
stone wall.� As she had done with his
zipper moments before, Cho made quick work of her own zipper, and faster still,
her jeans.� As she bent over to push them
off one leg, the Ravenclaw glanced at the now semi-erection.� She didn�t care that more skin exposure in
the wintry elements was harmful.� All Cho
cared about was making Harry hard, and making Harry fuck her so she wouldn�t
feel the pain as strongly.� Squatting in
front of him to get her jeans off, Cho took Harry into her mouth.

�OH, Cho, wait�� Harry begged breathless as she relentlessly
sucked him

Her lips may have been working, her mind may have been
working, and excruciating pain was still coursing through her, but the
Ravenclaw couldn�t feel nor barely taste Harry�s appendage.� The silent tears, accented with loud slurping
noises, attempted to freeze in the cold air.�
But the next stream right after put a swift end to that.� However, Cho finally got her wish and Harry�s
penis was at full attention.

�Now, Harry.� Take
me,� she requested as she stood up.� Cho
reached around his neck and lifted her leg around his waist.

�Yes�please�so I may get you inside quicker,� Harry answered
truthfully, breathlessly.� Cho was
devouring his neck and stopped to leap up on him and have him catch her other
leg so she wouldn�t fall.� �Oh�no, Love,
that wall will hurt you.� Come and
let�s�� But Harry�s words were instantly
interrupted.

�I�can take it�� she said, half truthfully.� It did hurt a little when she took it against
a wall.� But that was exactly wanted she
wanted.� The seventh year wanted to feel
the stone of the wall scraping against her back and head.� Externally she was still numb outside of her
lips and the palms of her hands.� In her
mind, the more Harry eased the pain he caused by fucking her roughly against
the wall, the more she HOPED she�d feel other parts of her body.� Cho could care less about the scratches and
bruises it may cause, she just wanted to feel her body again before reaching
for the clouds sounded like a good idea once more.

�But, Love�� Harry protested holding her up.� But Cho didn�t wait to hear him protest
further.� Her sexual expertise from
months of being with Harry granted her to knowledge on how to get what she
wanted.� Lifting up in his arms, Cho
tightened her legs around his waist, leaned back against the wall and allowed
her body to slide down until she engulfed Harry into her body.� �Merlin!� Harry strained to say.� �Cho�let me��

Holding her slender frame up with one arm was nothing for
the Gryffindor.� He reached inside his
coat and pulled out his wand.� Placing
the tip on the wall behind her, Cho knew exactly what he was about to do.� A simple charm would cause the stone to soften
to rubber, leaving no points to scratch or hard surface to bruise her.� But that�s what Cho needed.� �No!� she nearly shouted, grabbing his wand
and tossing it to side.� Before his wand
hit the ground, Cho began moving her hips on her Gryffindor.

�Shit�Cho�� Harry said, after burying his head into her neck
from the sensation, and starting to meet her movements.

�Harder, Harry!� she demanded in a whimper.� Her assailant complied.

The long black tresses of the pretty girl continuously
caught on the stone, pulling and tugging harshly on her scalp.� Slowly, she began to feel strains pulling
away.� Her love was taking her roughly,
calling for her and a higher power in the process.� Slowly down there, she began to feel him
pumping inside.� There was suddenly the
feel of moisture on her shoulder blades.�
The Ravenclaw didn�t know if it was sweat in the cold December wind or
it was blood.� Either, she was glad to
feel it.� When she began to feel a slight
stinging on both blades, and then a repeated stinging, Cho realized that her
blouse had worn away against the stone and the stone was started to rip her
skin.� It was almost enough to put a tiny
smile on her lips.

Almost.

�Harder�Harry�please�� Cho begged, needing more of the
stinging, the bleeding, the external hurting.

Harry shook his head in her neck, already having worked up a
sweat in the winter air.�
�No�Love�not�too hard,� he was barely able to say as he continued his
thrusting.� �I�don�t want to�hurt you��

�Too late,� she whimpered quietly to the ceiling of the
balcony covering.

In an effort to drive him even more wild and get even more
motion from Harry, Cho clenched her feminine muscles around his member.� �God, Cho!� he shouted, and she was rewarded
with slightly harsher strokes.� Holding
her muscles down as best she could, the Ravenclaw could feel every vein, every
ridge, and every curve of her love�s manhood.�
Leaning her head back even further, she felt the stone relentlessly
pulling hairs out of her scalp.� Easing
her shoulders back as best she could while still holding his shoulders, she
felt her skin ripping and becoming raw.�
She may not have been able to feel every part of her body, but she was
grateful for what she could.

And soon another sensation took over.

It started as odd feeling in the pit of her stomach.� A feeling unlike the pain that had taken up
residence there and everywhere else inside of her body.� Cho�s orgasms caused by Harry, about Harry,
for Harry had never started off like this, but as the odd feeling began to
spread, the pain began to subside.� But
it wasn�t her orgasm.

�Oh, God, Love!� Harry shouted in her neck as he began to
twitch against and inside of her.

Cho could feel his body reacting against her.� The skin of her stomach felt his trembling
through his shirt.� Her breasts felt him
pressing his own against hers.� The pale
skin of her legs felt his nails digging into her thighs, as the cold wind
finally made contact with her shins and knees.�
Finally, the Ravenclaw felt her toes curl as Harry began sprinkling her
inner walls with his hot juices.�

It had been her favorite sensation since well before she
wanted to remember.� It had once only
been a happy ending to the torture she was receiving from her assailant.� Then it became a prize at the end of her game
of sex with Harry.� Lastly, it became a
desired end, a gift to provide for someone she loved.� But now, it was her savior.� The moment Harry released his spunk inside
her body, Cho came as she always did.� It
was an orgasm so strong, it generated feeling throughout her limbs and
skin.� And it graciously evicted the pain
inside her body.� The blessing was felt
all over, except for one place; her heart.

It took Cho a moment to realize that she was standing on the
ground again.� Her shoes that had gotten
kicked off in the process of expelling her jeans were far enough away to remind
the Ravenclaw that her socks were not thick enough to hold up to the cold stone
floor.� Cho�s body, however, was pressed
against Harry�s as he held her inside of his opened coat.� The seventh year, now able to feel her body,
could not feel the wall behind her, but Harry�s arms and body doing their best
to keep her warm and covered, while he himself tried to catch his breath and
keep them from falling against the wall in exhaustion.� Though all efforts to keep her warm were
made, the pretty girl still shivered as the cold December wind whipped around
her exposed legs.

�Oh, I�m sorry, Love,� Harry said breathlessly as he
released her.� Cho felt the stone of the
wall on her back again, along with her aching heart as she watched her love
grab her jeans and do all he could in his post-orgasmic and worn body state to
help her into them.� Finally getting them
up her body, and helping to block some of the wintry wind, Cho also watched
Harry yanked off his coat without a second thought and wrap it around her.� Holding his coat closed around her, Cho
watched the strong Gryffindor�s legs wobble lightly.� �May we�may�I�sit for a�moment?� he asked,
not caring that his thin t-shirt wasn�t thick enough for the December air.

Harry leaned his back against the stone wall, pulled his
victim into his arms, and slid down to the floor.� Sitting Cho across his lap, he held her
tightly against him as he leaned his head back against the wall and closed his
eyes.� The victim laid her head on his
shoulder as his oversized coat that swallowed her slender body.� �Are you�� began Harry, his breathing
steadying, �are you�warm, Cho?�� His head
came forward and he looked at the pretty girl in his arms.

Cho�s eyes closed the moment he looked to her.� She couldn�t, and didn�t want to, see his
eyes just then.� She wasn�t ready
yet.� �Mmhm,� Cho barely grunted, as she
nodded on his shoulder.� The seventh year
didn�t quite know if she was warm enough.�
Granted, she could feel her body unlike earlier and some of the almost
catatonic states she drifted in and out of for the past two weeks.� But warmth at the moment was not the
Ravenclaw�s main concern.� Cho was
distracted by the light kisses that were now being placed on her forehead,
nose, and cheek.

�Are you sure?� Harry whispered to her nose before kissing
it once more, and tightening his hold.�

Cho sighed and nodded, then allowed him to continue his
affection as she contemplated her world.�
How could he kiss her so gently, so sweetly, and not love her?� How could he hold her so close, squeeze her
so tightly, and do all he could to keep her warm, yet find the need to make
love to another girl?� But the sensible
Ravenclaw knew that �how he could� was not the issue anymore.� Questioning his ability was a waste of her
time and too much of it had guided her toward the clouds.� No, questioning was pointless.� And the pretty girl began to identify a familiar
feeling she hadn�t had since earlier in the school year.

Acceptance.

After the Hogwarts Express, it became perfectly clear to the
seventh year that Harry would not leave her alone.� And after many tears, she accepted her
position in his life and that her body was not her own.� When the sex became desired, needed, fiend
for, yet she was not to touch another living soul for it, Cho accepted that she
loved sex and that Harry was the only one to provide it for her.� And now it was time for the Ravenclaw to stop
fighting, questioning, reasoning, wondering, hating herself for her feelings
toward Harry.� It was embedded into her
shattered soul that he would not let her go; he�d tried in the past and
failed.� She was never to be free of him,
at least not by his or her own accord.�
So it was time for Cho to accept the fact that she was in love with
someone who loved someone else, yet treated Cho as if she was only thing worth
while on the planet.

Cho sighed once more in the revelation as her love rested
his cheek against her forehead.� She was
warm, she was held, and she was caressed gently as she sat on his lap with her
aching heart and now slightly healing soul.�
It was the perfect Hell.

�Love,� Harry began again in the quiet of the Dark Tower
balcony, �why�were you�up here?� he asked blankly.

The pretty girl froze in the warm arms and warm coat of the
Gryffindor.� She hadn�t answered him
before when he asked, and she had no intentions of answering him now.� However, her distraction before was sex.� Now what did she have?� �Needed�to�get away�is all�� she said
truthfully but barely out loud.

Harry�s cheek was no longer resting on her forehead.� He pulled his head back and to the side to
see Cho�s recently closed eyelids.�
�Love�� he said, and she could hear the hint of disbelief in his
voice.� It would stay there, she decided,
because it was one thing to realize that she was so distraught over her
ridiculous love life that she was suicidal, but to tell that love that she was
suicidal was even less ideal.�
�I�don�t�beli��

The seventh year sat up straight on Harry�s lap
suddenly.� �I�m going inside,� she
declared.� �I�m�cold.�

�Oh�but wait, Love, I think we should�talk�� Harry struggled
to say as the pretty girl struggled to stand from her awkward position.� �No�keep the coat on,� he added, as she slid
it off her shoulders and began handing it to him.� �I�ll��
Cho, hang on�� Harry stood up too
finally as she began to walk.� �I�m
walking with you back to your Tower, then.�

The raven-haired beauty turned around and stopped him in his
tracks.� Looking into the green eyes she
loved, she spoke blankly, �Why?�

Harry narrowed his eyes in what seemed like shock for such a
question.� �W-why?� Well�I�didn�t go through all this trouble
to�mak�um�get you to stay and not be with you.�
I thought, perhaps, we could�take another nap before dinner.� Sex is clearly out of the question!� I�m spent!� he chuckled half-heartedly.� �Then again�maybe before bed we could�� he
added huskily, pulling her into his arms.

Cho snaked one of her arms out of Harry�s large coat, and
placed her hand on his chest.� �No,� she
said, pushing lightly against him.� The
Ravenclaw took a breath and lowered her head as she stepped out of his
grasp.� �Harry, you�ve�already forced me
to stay�� Cho looked up in time to see
the smile disappear from Harry�s face instantly.� �I�m at your disposal for well over a
week.� Live-in whore to use as you
wish.� Can�t I just have�one evening
to�myself?�

The green watching her read of irritation and worry.� �You are not a whore, Cho! I don�t like it
when you say that!� Harry said angrily, though trying to keep his voice
steady.� The Boy Hero took a breath and
slowly glanced toward the ledge he plucked the pretty girl from earlier.� Cho watched him eye it, then her.� �I�don�t think it�s�a good idea for you
to�be�alone.�

I�m never alone!� You�re always watching me on the map, hiding
in the shadows, fucking me senseless.�
How can I ever truly be alone, Harry?

�I�m begging you, Harry,� Cho said evenly.� �Please�can�t you grant me this favor?� You told me once you�d do anything for me��

��except leave you alone.�
I still mean that,� he interjected.

She sighed.� �I�can�t
have anything then?� I�m not allowed to
have�anything I want,� she told the ground.�
The clouds in her mind were starting to look inviting once more.� And just as Cho felt a lump gathering in her
throat, she felt arms around her body.

�I�m�sorry, Love,� Harry whispered.� �Of course�of course you can.�� He kissed her forehead until she raised her
head to see his eyes.� �I�ll give you
anything you want��

Cho sniffed though her eyes were thankfully dry.� �Give me tonight, then?� she requested,
blankly.

After a moment of watching her eyes worriedly, Harry
nodded.� �Okay.� Let me walk you back to the Tower, then,� he
said, turning them toward the path to the door.

The pretty girl pulled out of his arms.� �No, Harry.�
I�ll�walk it alone.�

Harry snorted in shock of her request.� �I don�t think so, Love.� You�re not to walk alone.�

Cho huffed lightly.�
�There�s no one here that could hurt me�Harry,� she said, then paused as
she watched the eyes that made that statement untrue.� �Well�at least there�s�no one here.� Bye, Harry,� Cho said, and left her heart
ache on the Dark Tower balcony, not looking back to see
her carefree clouds floating behind him.

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The seventh year was shocked that she had spent the evening
alone in her room, even after missing dinner.�
She was sure Harry would change his mind, burst into her room, kiss her
in all the right places, and the pretty girl�s legs would be up and over his
shoulders in no time.� But the alone time
was greatly appreciated.� Cho needed it,
if for not any other reasons, to try to get a handle on what had nearly,
literally driven her over the edge.� She
never wanted to feel that again.� And she
hated her love for making her lose herself in the insanity.� Cho hated her love even more so because she
had days, with no way out, of being with the love she hated.

If the wounds she had to heal on her back were appreciated,
the evening alone was greatly appreciated.

However, a tiny popping sound broke into her solitude.� A tiny house-elf stood, one she knew well, at
the foot of her bed.� �Dobby is sorry to
be bothering Harry Potter�s Love.� But
Harry Potter asked Dobby to bring his Love dinner because his Love did not go
to dining this evening.�

Cho sighed.� The name
�Love� coming out of the loyal house-elf mouth increase the throbs in the
seventh year�s already aching heart.� �I
see, Dobby.� But I�m not very hungry, so
it�s quite alright.� You don�t have too
bring��

�Dobby is sorry, Miss, but Dobby has strict orders from
Harry Potter,� the free-elf interrupted her.�
�Dobby knows he is unable to make Harry Potter�s Love eat, but Dobby
will bring Harry Potter�s Love any food she desires.�

The pretty girl realized she was in, yet another, losing
battle over something Harry related.�
Acceptance had been her new savior.�
�Yes, alright, Dobby.� I�don�t
want anything, so bring me whatever you wish.�
Thank you.�

The house-elf bowed toward Cho.� �Thank you, Harry Potter�s Love.�� Cho naturally bowed her head toward him;
cultural force of habit.� �There is�one
more thing, Harry Potter�s Love,� said Dobby nervously, wringing his hands and
still watching the ground he had bowed toward earlier.

�Yes, Dobby?� Cho said, watching him nervously as well.

The house-elf scratched the backs of his hands harshly
before speaking.� �Well�that is�Harry
Potter has�told�Dobby�to tell�Harry Potter�s Love�that�Harry Potter is
feeling�most aggrieved for�what he has done to his Love, Miss.� Harry Potter must have been�most
distressed�to ever contemplate�.hurting�Harry Potter�s Love.� UM, Harry Potter has SAID that he was most
distressed when he considered hurting his Love!�� The house-elf was turning several shades Cho
didn�t think they possessed the capability to do.� �Dobby�well�that�s all.� Dobby will bring Harry Potter�s Love her
favorites in a moment.� Thank��

�Dobby?� Cho called quickly before he Disapparated.� The elf looked into her eyes and nodded.� �I would like to request something, if you
don�t mind.�

�Oh, yes, Miss!�
Anything for Harry Potter�s��

�-Love, yeah, got it,� she finished his words.� �I would like to request that you bring me
whatever you wish me to eat and that you do NOT punish yourself for ANY
reasons,� Cho said, knowing deep down inside that Dobby knew more of her and
Harry�s world then he let on.� And that
those were not Harry�s apologies at all.�
�No�punishment, Dobby,� she reiterated.�
�I�ll be very sad if I were to find out that you�hurt yourself�for some
reason, ANY reason.� And I�d hate to tell
Harry�that you went against his wishes and did NOT provide me with
my�request.� Am I making myself clear?�
she said, gently, but pointedly.

Dobby lowered his head once more, then nodded.� �Yes, Miss.�
Dobby will�obey Harry Potter�s Love�s wishes.� Dobby�shall be back momentarily.�� After a nearly silent pop, the house-elf
disappeared.

As Cho sat with her bowl of strawberries and cream that
evening, she wondered if Harry really felt sorry for what he had done.� He had never said it directly as she reminded
herself again.� The Ravenclaw cringed
suddenly as she realized that at one point in the last few months, she wasn�t sorry
for what he had done at all.� Acceptance
of her insanity, without suicide, was her next goal.
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