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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A/N: Vivi: Awesome!
I’m glad to see that there is another Harry/Cho shipper out there! I’m glad you’re enjoying the story so far. Thanks!
Jake: Now that you brought up the La Choy thing,
it’s all I see when I look back on those chapters!LOL That’s so funny.
Purebloodprince: Not wanting the story to end is such a
wonderful compliment! Thank you soooo
very much!
PsychoIOU: Thanks for the compliment about this story
not just being smut, and that it’s actually turned out to be a story. I was afraid when the idea for this story
came to me that it would end up being called a series of Harry/Cho one-shots
that I stringed together with a weak storyline or something. But as I wrote it, I started getting as into
the storyline as the sex, though I felt sure no one else would see it that
way. There are not enough Harry/Cho
stories out there, especially in this genre so I wanted to make one that had
all the different types of stories out there for everyone else, non-con, a love
story, a unresolved sexual tension story, a Harry cheating on Ginny story (my
most favorite bit about this story!LOL), and my second favorite, everyone going
out of their minds (that’s just fun to write).
Okay, I know I’m rambling, but thanks for the compliment. Oh, and the arse vs. ass bit, I did use arse
a fair amount, but I used ass too just as much!LOL
Salon Kitty: I know I always put you at the end in my
responses because I really try to give you a proper and well deserved
response. But I just have a tendency to
ramble instead! Here’s goes another!LOL
I just wanted to
comment on one thing you mentioned, control, the May-I’s and the healing
process. You mentioned Harry’s showing
his vulnerability, when he told Cho she had the control in their
‘relationship’. In front of Hagrid’s
hut, it was definitely noticeable because he was so distraught. But I think throughout the story he’s been
relinquishing his control (the control he had when he forced her on the train
and a few days after) to her. From as
early on as her visit to Madam Pomfrey when he was too rough with her out of
anger, and he kissed it to make it feel better, and promised to never deprive,
and then throughout the story as well here and there. But the reason I bring that up is because I
feel the healing process was starting even then, for both Harry and Cho. Cho still hated him, but she had more control
over herself and the sex being had with her.
Harry, I think by apologizing for hurting her from the rough sex and
allowing her to say yes or no (like she’d say no) to sex, was him trying to get
a little peace for himself for what he had done to her. I also think that the May-I’s further on were
a big way to show Cho that he did and could have respect for her, but at the
same time, it was to show himself that as well, that he could treat her
properly. And to prove to them both that things had definitely changed from the
fateful train ride to even pulling her off the ledge of the Dark Tower. I’m rambling again, I know, but yeah,
everything he does for, in the healing process or whatever, is for him
too. I’m glad you saw that.
Chapter 35 -
Memories
“I don’t know about this, Harry,” Cho said apprehensively as
the two stood in front of the open Great Hall doors for lunch. The Ravenclaw was nervous after trying to release
her hand from the Gryffindor, who flat out refused. “Someone will see.”
“I don’t care,” Harry said simply, and pulled the seventh
year into the Great Hall.
They were the first to arrive for lunch as far as the
students in the castle. The only faculty
member at the table was Hagrid, who promptly waved at Harry and then narrowed
his eyes in confusion at Harry’s clasped hand.
Waiting until Cho sat down first on her tender bottom, Harry only put
one foot under the table and the other sat outside the bench. Letting go of Cho’s hand finally, he pulled
the nervous seventh year over into his open legs and wrapped his arms around
her waist.
Cho was noticeable nervous, having no courage to look up at
the half-giant professor sitting at the table.
Instead, she reached a trembling hand out, as best she could being held
hostage in Harry’s arms, for the fruit and sandwiches on the table.
“Aren’t you going to…erm…eat something, Harry?” Cho asked,
turning her head slightly sideways.
Harry’s chin resting on her shoulder prohibited her from going any
further.
“As soon as we leave, Love,” he whispered lustfully,
grinning on her shoulder.
Cho felt heat in her cheeks that wasn’t caused by the sexual
innuendo, but of shyness of being spoken too in that way in the middle of the
Great Hall. “Harry, Merlin sakes…” the
seventh year scolded in a whisper. The Gryffindor snorted lightly and kissed
the skin behind her ear. Cho knew she
shouldn’t have worn a ponytail that day.
“Besides…you promised we’d go…ice skating again, and take a walk through
the forest a bit…”
“And kiss you everywhere we stop, was that it?” Harry
interjected, knowingly.
Cho blushed and tried not to smile. “Well…yes, something I can think back on and
remember as our…place…our moment…” The
Ravenclaw wanted to create new memories all over the castle with Harry if she
could. Not that they hadn’t christened
several locations in the castle well before their Christmas break, but the
seventh year wanted more, new, personal, and sweet moments with her love
anywhere she looked. Part of her
reasoning was due to how every place in the castle reminded her of Cedric the
school year after he died. Not that she
and Cedric had done nearly as much as her and Harry, but she knew how powerful
a memory could be.
“So let’s start now, then…” Harry said in a low tone, and
then held the Ravenclaw’s cheek to turn her head toward him. The soft, strong lips of the Gryffindor
kissed his victim’s lips passionately in the middle of the Great Hall. Cho lost herself in his kiss for a moment,
allowing her lips to be tasted and taken by the Chosen One. Then reality set in that they were not the
only ones in the dining area.
“Harry?” Cho whispered nervously, breaking their kiss. Her pretty eyes darted around though her back
was toward the person she was trying to see.
“Professor Hagrid is…”
Harry’s grin proved he was unconcerned with his half-giant
friend’s presence. “I’ll talk to Hagrid
later. Kiss me, Love,” he said, placing
his lips back on hers.
The sound of the Great Hall doors opening broke the two
apart again. Cho tried desperately to
scoot out of Harry’s legs and vice grip around her waist, but to no avail. “Harry, they’ll…”
“Happy New Year, Harry, Cho!” beamed Eden, Ryan echoing his
sentiment. “How was last…oh…” Eden’s
words trailed off at the sight of the one clinging, one nervous, students
sitting together. “Uh…” Eden
shot Ryan a nervous look. “Last night
went…well I guess.” The two young boys
looked too uneasy to sit down.
“Last night was brilliant,” Harry smiled, and Cho blushed a
crimson red. “Sit down, fellows.”
“Um…alright,” said Ryan.
The more the four sat and talked, the slightly easier Cho
became being locked in Harry’s arms in front of others while they ate
lunch. Well, three of the four ate lunch
together while they talked, Harry seemed unable to lift his hands higher then
the table holding on to his perfect imperfection. And no matter how much food Cho put in front
of him, he only thanked her and continued his conversation through his vice
grip. “Harry…you haven’t eaten a thing,”
Cho whispered as Eden
and Ryan talked to each other.
“I told you later, Love!
Blimey, Miss Chang, can’t you control yourself?” he joked.
Cho elbowed him as best she could as he snickered at his own
joke. “Very funny. Please, Harry, have some food.”
Harry boldly leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Okay, I’ll have what you’re having.”
The seventh year looked at her plate. Her sandwich was gone, and she was presently
working on her pieces of fruit; her favorite strawberries. She picked one to hand to him, but Harry
didn’t take it. He smiled at the plump
red berry and looked back into the eyes of his victim. “Here,” Cho said, jutting her hand forward as
if he needed the extra hint to take the berry.
“I said, I’ll have what you’re having. Until those pretty lips touch it, I don’t
want it,” Harry explained matter-of-factly as if it weren’t necessary.
Cho exhaled in frustration.
“Spoiled little brat,” she whispered under her breath, before biting the
strawberry.
“That’s right,” Harry said proudly before eating the
remaining piece she held out for him.
“Mmm, everything taste better from you, Love,” he whispered, squeezing
her waist.
As the air was pushed out of her, Cho couldn’t help but
smile. Soon, she forgot about the two
first years sitting across the table from them as she feed her Gryffindor. As one juicy piece dribbled over Harry’s
bottom lip, the two smiled knowingly at each other. “Oops.
Care to get that for me, Beautiful?” he whispered. Cho didn’t really have a choice, or didn’t
really care, whichever one, as Harry pulled her face closer and she kissed his
lips clean.
“Whoa…” said a pre-pubescent voice from across the
table. “Uh…Harry?”
Cho and Harry turned their heads, one blushing, one smiling,
to the two gawking boys across the table.
“Yeah, Ryan?” Harry said with no hint of apprehension.
Ryan gave Eden
a nervous look and only received a nervous shrug in return. “Well, uh…you two…um…well, you
were…kissing…on the mouth. And you have
a…Ginerva…” Ryan informed them tentatively.
Harry snorted with laughter.
“Well, Ryan,” he began and turned his head back to the anxious seventh
year in his arms, “were…friends, Cho and I.”
Cho turned her head to look at Harry.
“And sometimes…friends…kiss, don’t they?” he continued in nearly a
whisper before leaning over to kiss her lips lightly. “Sometimes,” Harry whispered into her eyes,
“you just can’t help it.”
Cho watched his eyes as he leaned in for another kiss. Sometimes
you just can’t help who you fall in love with either…
“See, I told you, Ryan!” Eden suddenly said as Cho allowed herself to
be kissed by her love. “It’s okay for
friends to kiss! You can’t bloody help
it!”
“The first time, perhaps, you can’t help, Eden.
But seven times in one night?” Ryan exclaimed.
“You kissed me back!” Eden
nearly shouted in return. “It wasn’t
just…”
“It’s wrong…us doing that!” Ryan interjected.
Cho and Harry had already broken their kiss to watch the two
boys argue. Cho could see Eden’s heart breaking in
his eyes as Ryan dismissed what seemed to mean the world to him. “Boys?
Boys!” she called out in the middle of their bickering. The two stopped and looked at the older
Ravenclaw. “There’s nothing wrong with
two friends sharing a kiss…no matter how many there were. It could just be something special shared
between two people that care for each other.
You two are mates, and you’ve obviously shared something special with one
another. Don’t let it make you feel
uneasy or uncomfortable with each other.
It’s a secret only the two of you will know…”
“And…well…now you, too…” Ryan said nervously.
Cho smiled. “Don’t
worry, boys. Harry and I won’t tell…if
you don’t tell on…us.”
“Deal!” Ryan beamed.
Eden and Ryan smiled at each other as they continued to eat their food.
“Mighty clever, Gorgeous.
And you wonder why…” Harry whispered to her before kissing her ear, and
squeezing her tightly around the waist.
Cho giggled and picked up another strawberry to bite and
feed her love with. But before she could
get the berry into his smiling lips, a white snowy owl landed on the
table. “Hedwig!” Harry beamed. “Happy New Year, girl! What’s that?” he asked. It was the only moment that day that Harry
released Cho, as he reached for the letter on his owl’s leg, then gave her the
bitten berry he was about to eat.
“Thanks! Off you go then.” After eating her berry, Hedwig flew away.
Cho was already in the process of getting another piece of
fruit as Harry turned over the envelope.
“Hermione?” she asked.
Harry shook his head and placed his arm around her
waist. “No. Mr. Weasley,” he said, then placed the letter
to this side, kissed her cheek and ate the waiting piece of pineapple.
********
“You were brilliant in there, Beautiful,” Harry said after
they left the Great Hall.
Cho smiled coyly.
“Well, I had to act fast. I
thought perhaps I’d have to use a memory charm on them or something. But they were easy to manipulate without
it! They are young.”
Harry snickered as he squeezed her hand. “You’re going to make a great mum someday.”
The Ravenclaw giggled.
“Hope so.”
Harry raised their clasped hands in the air, and put his arm
around the front of her waist to hold her from behind as they walked. With his free hand, he rubbed her belly as he
kissed her hair. “And beautiful children
they would be.” Cho’s smiled from deep
within. Harry’s compliment about her
future children, while being held by her love, made the Ravenclaw’s sore heart
soar. “Beautiful raven hair…” he
whispered, kissing her ear. Cho could
see two little kids with black hair running around her as she closed her eyes
and let him walk her through the halls.
“Highly intelligent. Beautiful
eyes…”
“Beautiful green eyes…” she whispered, smiling at the visual
of the children with unruly black hair and green almond shaped eyes. Then suddenly hers shot open, realizing what
she had said. She opened her mouth to
change her words but felt the air pushed out of her lungs from being suddenly
squeezed around the waist.
“Proper Gryffindors as well…” Harry said, nuzzling her
temple.
Cho squeezed his hand and allowed her smile to return. “Proper Ravenclaws, you mean,” she corrected
what she was sure to be his joke.
“Oh, no. Proper
Gryffindors for sure. I’ll see to that…”
Harry warned playfully. “Besides, Love,
you’re…much braver than you realize.
Much braver than me. After all
you’ve been through…”
Cho’s soaring heart recognized that Harry was about to
change the blissful mood he had just put her in. She didn’t want anything to ruin the high. “Harry…” she interjected, turning around in
his arms to face him. “I believe you
promised we’d spend the day together…making new memories. The Great Hall…will forever be altered for
me. Now, let’s find some other places….”
she suggested, before giving him a light kiss that made him smile, then
grabbing his hand and dragging him down the corridors.
Their day was filled with memories and promises. After ice skating that afternoon, the
assailant and his victim stood to the side holding each other while looking
over the frozen lake and the winter wonderland around it. They promised each other that in the spring,
they would make love on the shore.
Later, they walked through the Forbidden Forest
in the areas Harry felt were safe. Fang
walked protectively at Cho’s side, although Harry warned her he was not much
for it. As they stopped to kiss in the
snow laden forest, they promised to make love there as soon as the weather
broke. The two sat up in the Quidditch
stands, on the Gryffindor side at Cho’s request, and held each other as they
looked out over the pitch. Visions of
their time making love in the middle of the pitch, in the middle of the rain
storm, flashed repeatedly in their minds as they remained silent. Then the sixth and seventh year promptly
threatened each other that they better do that again, sans the flu.
And after walking near the front gates of the school ground,
and watching the Aurors, to Cho’s surprise not Harry’s, walking around the
front, Harry promised he’d make Hogsmeade up to her on the next trip. The Ravenclaw wondered how he would manage
that, considering the next Hogsmeade visit would be on Valentine’s Day while a
Ginny Weasley exists. Sensing her
skepticism, Harry reminded her that the Imperius Curse doesn’t just work on
raven-haired beauties.
There had been only one moment that the two hadn’t smile,
well, hadn’t smiled together. After
tickling each other in a hallway, Cho knocked Mr. Weasley’s unread letter out
of Harry’s pocket. After fighting her
off, Harry sat on a window ledge with his victim between his legs and her arms
wrapped around his waist. When she
wasn’t resting on his shoulder, she was placing light, smiling kisses on his
neck and cheek as he read the letter over her should. Harry’s arm around her waist loosened the
more he read. When he was done, he
folded his letter with one hand and didn’t tighten his arm back around the
Ravenclaw.
“Harry,” Cho whispered, not liking that she wasn’t receiving
anymore attention. She trailed slow
kisses up his jaw line, his cheek, then lightly on his lowered lips. “What’s wrong?” she asked quietly as she slid
her ringed hand down his arm toward the letter.
Harry didn’t respond, but kept his eyes lowered to the letter. Cho became worried. “Or what’s happened? Is…everyone okay?” she asked.
Harry finally raised his eyes to hers and Cho could see that
strange look he wore that morning. She
watched the emerald orbs go from the letter to her eyes several times before he
answered. “N-nothings…wro… Everyone is
fine,” he said after it seemed he thought better of what he originally wanted
to say.
The Ravenclaw lifted her hand from around his waist and
placed it on his cheek. “Then…why…do you
look that way?” she asked with concern.
“You…promised you wouldn’t lie to me, Harry…”
Harry lifted her ringed hand, and kissed her thumb. “I wouldn’t lie to you, Cho. I promised you that, and I…meant it.” He lowered his eyes once more. “Everything I…say…to you, I mean, Love. You…must know that,” he said with a hint of
sadness in his voice.
Cho was even more worried.
“Harry…what’s the matter? Please
tell me.”
He shook his head at the hand that he held in front of
them. “I…nothing…it’s well…I’m just mad
and…a complete idiot! That’s all,
Love. That’s…all.”
He hadn’t lied to her, but Cho knew she wouldn’t get any
more information from her love. “I’m…mad
too, Harry. Complete idiot, as
well. We can be…mad and
idiotic…together,” she said, smiling as she lifted his chin. Cho felt relief when she saw her assailant
smile lightly at her words.
“We’re…perfect together,” he whispered earnestly, before
kissing her.
************
“Now what are we up too?” Harry asked as Cho dragged him
toward an empty brick wall after dinner in her common room. “I think we could have finished the rest of
our meal in your common room…” he smiled devilishly.
Cho held his hand with both of hers and narrowed her eyes
playfully as she pulled him down the corridor.
“You mean finish them off each other, don’t you? That pudding was well on your fork before it
magically appeared on my bare arm.”
“Accident, Love,” Harry lied through his suggestive
grin. “But I cleaned it up promptly,
didn’t I? I know to not waste food.”
The Ravenclaw hit her Gryffindor in the chest lightly before
pacing them back and forth in front of a stone wall. With each stride passed, the seventh year had
to remind herself that what she was about to do was a good idea. The day was about memories; and alternating
some as well. She needed this. Since Christmas, their time together had been
wonderful, something she’d always remember.
What she needed now was a better start; a different start. But Cho knew her love may not be as
understanding.
After the door appeared, Cho was thankful it didn’t give
away what was on the other side like Harry’s bedroom door for Privet Drive. She slowly eased her arms around his neck,
concern heavy in her chestnut eyes, before kissing his smiling lips
lightly. Harry narrowed his eyes behind
his smile at the pretty girl in his arms.
“What sort of kinkiness do you have in store for us behind
this door, Miss Chang? That look in your
eyes tells me I’m in for something that may leave more scars on me than
Voldemort could ever!” he quipped.
Cho, however, didn’t smile with him. “Harry, you said once…that you’d…do
anything…for me,” she said tentatively, searching his smiling eyes for the
truth.
Harry’s smile never wavered as he answered her
truthfully. “Absolutely, Love. Anything…” he said earnestly, squeezing her
waist.
The seventh year caressed his cheek in silence as she
watched her love’s green eyes. Her heart
ached even more, feeling more in love with him now then she did even three days
prior. And Cho knew, if possible, her
love for him would grow just that much more if he were willing to participate. Her soul had been officially mended that
morning, but this would seal it and she could hand it over to her love
willingly. She kissed his grinning lips
once more, wanting to tell him how much she loved him, but instead, took his
hand tightly in hers and reached for the door.
Cho opened the door to a much smaller room than they were
use too for the Room of Requirement.
First inside, the Ravenclaw pulled gently on her smiling assailant’s
hand to guide him into the room. But as
his feet entered the room, Cho felt an instant resistance from him. “No, Love…” Harry said with fear as he tried
backing out of the room.
“Please, Harry?” Cho begged, trying to pull him even more
into the room.
The room in question was small and compact. It was a compartment on the Hogwarts
Express. The Room of Requirement even
provided the gentle hum and vibrations of a moving train. Complete with a window across the room and
moving scenery.
“Please, Cho…” Harry begged, still trying to back away and
out the door.
The Ravenclaw managed to close the door behind him, and then
promptly put her arms around his neck.
“Harry…please? I just want…a
different…memory…for this place.
A…different way…you could have…handled…”
“Love…” Harry said to the floor between them with a strain
in his voice.
Cho closed her arms around his neck and held him
closer. “We’ve been…changing and
creating memories since yesterday. Give
me this one too, Harry. I…want to feel a
little better…about…how I feel right now…” she whispered.
Harry shook his head and sniffed hard. “It won’t make it better, Love! Nothing can make it better, change it,
whatever! I’ve hurt you! And in the worst way! You didn’t deserve it, Love! You didn’t!” Harry cried into her shoulder as
he held her tightly. “I’m so sorry,
Cho! If I could take it back, I
would! I’d kill anyone who would even
think of hurting you that way, but I’ve done it and I haven’t paid for it!”
Cho held Harry as he emptied what seemed to be pint up
emotions about his initial rape. “It’s…alright,
Harry. I…”
“It’s NOT alright, Love!
Look what I’ve done too you!
You’re…holding me, consoling ME, when I’m the one that hurt YOU!” Harry squeezed her tighter. His words didn’t bother the Ravenclaw, she
had already accepted that she was insane.
“You’re so wonderful! You’re
so…brave, Love! I’m such a fucking
idiot! I’m so fucking stupid for what
I’ve done! I just…”
“Harry!” Cho interrupted him, wanting him to stop berating
himself. This wasn’t the altered memory
she was going for. “Please…help change
this for me, then. Treat me as you would
now if you have a problem or whatever.
Please, Harry? Try for me. I need this, I really do,” Cho begged,
placing a light kiss on his cheek, tasting his tears.
After several attempts to wipe the tears off his cheeks and
chin by the pretty girl, Harry slowly nodded.
“It won’t change what I’ve…done.
But…I’ll…try…for you, Beautiful.”
The seventh year smiled lightly and placed a kiss on her
assailant’s lips, tasting the salt from his tears. “Thank you so much, Harry,” she said. “I’ll go…stand by the
window…like…before. It’s…going to
be…okay,” she assured him before slowly walking away from her tear-drenched
love.
Cho stood at the window, peeking over her shoulder to make
sure Harry didn’t just turn-tail and leave.
But as she watched him futilely attempt to wipe away his tears and not
run, she knew she could watch the fake scenery and not him.
As the scenery rolled past, visions her rape flashed in her
mind. Cho’s already uneasy smile
disappeared as she could see in her mind’s eye Harry bounding her arms to the
ledge, yanking up her skirt, ripping away her panties, and shoving himself
uninvited into her body. She remembered
hitting her head on the window, her legs given away when it was over, and
Harry’s uncaring words through the entire assault. Although he had raped her several times after
the Hogwarts Express, that particular one had been the worse for her. The Ravenclaw swallowed hard at the memories,
trying to keep the courage Harry was lacking to go through with it. But Cho reminded herself that if she couldn’t
handle this moment, she’d instantly will the Room into another scenario and
throw herself into her Gryffindor’s arms.
Suddenly, Cho could feel a presence behind her, and flashes of
the first time she felt him behind her made her take a much needed breath. However, if she hadn’t just felt the
presence, she would have heard it. There
were random sniffs, and not of her hair, going on behind her. It made her want to turn around and hold
Harry, but she knew she needed to push through.
Then, she felt a hand gently placed on her shoulder, not on her breast
like before.
“Um, Cho?” Harry said quietly, and then sniffed.
Cho turned around to see the mess of her love. Harry’s face was red, his lovely green eyes
streaked with red as well, and his cheeks glistened with sadden wetness. “Hi, um, Harry,” she said, playing
along. “Oh my, what’s the matter?”
“I’m a…incomparable bastard,” Harry admitted to the
floor. “And…and…no one…seems to know
that…”
Cho swallowed hard at her assailant’s efforts to play
along. “I’ve known that since last
term,” she tried to joke, though her smile was just as weak as her jib. Harry didn’t seem to take it as joke as he
nodded his head at their shoes. “So…you’ve
come to…apologize then…for last year?” Cho asked, trying to urge him to talk.
Harry remained silent for several moments with his head
lowered, with drops of sadness and regret falling from his face. Cho could see he was in far too much pain to continue
the joke. “It’s…quite alright,
Harry…about last term. I…we both were
emotional wreaks with…Cedric’s death and…everything else,” she said truthfully,
lowering her head as well. “As for our
arguing over Marietta
and Hermione, we both were…just being loyal to our friends. I wasted my loyalty on an utter prat and…lost
you in the process…” she mumbled the last part.
“And as for our date…” Cho
realized that she was going too far with her words. They had all been truthful, things they had
joked about on a few occasions, but the Ravenclaw felt deep down inside like
she was a criminal defending themselves in their own trial. She needed Harry to hear those words for more
reasons than to get him to talk. “…I
like…liked you very much and when you began talking about Hermione, I
felt…guilty.”
Harry finally raised his lowered head. She could see his wet eyes narrowing at
her. “Guilty?”
Cho tried to hold back tears as well as she nodded. “Yes.
I…wanted to be with you…for so long and…then Cedric came along and… Anyway,” she sniffed, willing herself to be
strong. “After he…well…I didn’t want to
waste time to get to know you before you…were gone too.” The idea shot a different type of pain
through the Ravenclaw’s heart. “But
I…was…still grieving. I tried, I really
did, but it was all too…fresh in my mind.
I mean…he was murdered!” The
seventh year took a moment to cover her eyes and take a breath, seeing Cedric
smiling at her behind eye lids. But to
her surprise, Cho suddenly felt arms around her, pulling her close to a body
she loved more then the boy behind her eyelids.
“I know, Love,” Harry said sympathetically into her hair as
he squeezed her. “I’m so sorry! I wish…I could have…saved him! I wish…he never touched took the cup with
me! I wished I never offered…”
Cho pulled her red, but surprising dry face from Harry’s
shoulder, and looked into his red and wet one.
“No, Harry, it’s not your fault!
There was nothing…you could have done!
Just be glad you…came back to me…
I mean…came back ALIVE!”
“Alive?” Harry questioned, the slight manic look he wore
during their separate two weeks, revisiting.
“I was dead the moment Cedric hit the ground!” Cho felt suddenly empty and breathless at
Harry’s bluntness. “It was that moment
that…I knew what little bit of sanctity I had in this world was gone! He…Voldemort…was back! I watched an innocent person DIE in front of
me for no reason! I couldn’t…stop him, I
could only get away from him! And then…”
Harry exclaimed, stepping out of Cho’s arms.
“…last…year…no one believed me…”
His tone lowered, but the pain still coated every syllable. “They said…I was…mad… They said…there was no way He could have…come
back… They said I was…lying!” As Harry’s red and green eyes shut tightly,
so did Cho’s. She understood now why he
was so adamant about not lying to her.
The seventh year suddenly felt the need to apologize to her love for not
believe his words, but she didn’t want to interrupt him.
“And I lost him,” Harry began again, quietly. “I…lost the one bit of family I had…just for
me. Not just my best mate’s family,
something…someone that was just…mine.” He paused, wiping new tears from his
angry face. “He…died…trying to save
me. He died because of me! Just like Cedric…”
“Harry!” Cho said, unable to keep herself quiet. “Please…”
“He did, Cho!” Harry exclaimed, looking into her eyes. “Sirius is gone because of me! Cedric is gone because of me! People are dying out there right now because
I was unable to stop him when I faced him!
I just ran! And NOW, the whole
bloody world thinks I’m a hero! They
think I’m the bloody ‘Chosen One’ to save them from Voldemort! Things…may have been…predicted that way, but
it’s obviously not the case or that ruddy bastard would be dead! But I can do NO wrong! I’ve gone from clearly mental, to perfect,
inspirational, bloody fucking savior in their eyes!” Harry’s hands flew into his unruly hair and
balled it up in his fists out of frustration.
“But they don’t see…me at all, do they? I’m a fucking name they toss about with
adjectives they feel fit whenever they please!
I’m a body to sacrifice to save their bloody hides! I’m NOTHING to them! I’m nothing to…anyone…except…”
Me… Cho thought,
wiping the silent tears from her cheek.
Harry swallowed hard and lowered his head before he
continued. “Ron and Hermione, the
Weasleys…and…”
Cho closed her eyes, feeling her heart breaking, knowing
what, or rather who, he was struggling to say.
Folding her arms around herself, she wondered if this had been a good
idea. She only seemed to be hurting
more.
She nearly jumped when she felt strong arms wrapping around
her once more. “I was so stupid…” Cho
heard Harry whisper to her hair. “…to
hurt you…because I was…hurting. I…wanted
someone to…feel as much pain as I did…as I do…
You didn’t deserve to be that person, Love. No one does…
Now I’ve…hurt you in more ways than anyone could imagine. I’ve, or will, hurt others too when I…”
“Harry…” Cho said, interrupting him unable to listen to his
words anymore. Pulling her arms out his
grasp, she snaked them around his waist.
“It’s…alr…”
“Love, please don’t tell me…it’s alright,” Harry interrupted
her in return. “It’s not…not what I’ve
done to you.” He was silent for a moment
as he tightened his arms around her and sighed. “I wonder…” he began again, his voice only
slightly easing of pain, “if…I would have just…held you…like this…if it would
have…made me feel…better that day?”
Cho squeezed him tighter.
“I would have let you, Harry…” she said honestly. I love
you… she thought honestly, her tongue twitching again with the need to say
it. “You could have…held me the entire
ride to school,” she whispered.
The Ravenclaw could hear her Gryffindor sniff hard once more
and not because he was in her hair. “But
I didn’t, did I?” he said through gritted teeth, angrily. Cho pulled her head back to look into his
furious face. “I…acted
irrationally! Disgustingly! Loathsomely!
Irreparably! Despicably! Hate…”
Harry’s words were stopped when Cho placed her lips on
his. Not knowing any other way to quiet
his rage, and unable to take his truthful words that the insane Ravenclaw could
no longer agree with, she kissed her love.
As she kissed him, she imagined that scenario she rather have had in the
compartment on the train. Harry walking
in, distraught and unable to speak other than saying her name. Cho asking him what was wrong, and not
receiving a verbal answer but his lowered face near hers. Then she’d put her arms around her long
standing crush, and hold him until the train pulled into Hogsmeade. They’d walk off hand in hand and she would be
with him through every twist and turn the world would put him through.
But now, standing in the fake train compartment, her memory
had been altered, but not as she had imagined.
She was still hurting, her love was still hurting, and now worse from
doing what he had done to her. But
regardless of their shared pain, Cho wanted to still be the one to console him,
to ease his pain. It had been her job
that term anyway.
“I’m so sorry, Cho,” Harry whispered, breaking their kiss
and resting his trademark on her forehead.
“I know those words mean nothing…but, Love, I am. I’m sorry for what I’ve done; for what I’ve
put you through. I know there’s nothing
I can do to make it up to you, but…”
Love me! her heart
begged so hard, it caused her to tremble in his arms. Leave Ginny, and love me
forever! Tell me you love me! Say those words to me! If you said it…I’d believe you, Harry! You wouldn’t lie to me, Love… Cho thought
desperately, looking into his eyes.
“Do you mean it, Harry?” Cho asked, suddenly trying to push
the memory of Harry telling Ginny he was sorry out of her mind.
“Yes, Love.
Absolutely,” he said, tears still brimming his lower eye lids behind his
glasses.
“Then show me,” she repeated Ginny’s words beyond her
control. “Take me to your room…and make
love to me. Me…only,” she emphasized out
loud before she could stop herself.
Harry sniffed and narrowed his eyes in confusion
briefly. “Cho…I only make love to
you. Sex I have had with…” his words
trailed off as he looked away briefly.
“But you… Tell me…you believe me,
Love…”
Cho quickly nodded her head, her tongue twitched madly
behind her teeth. “Yes, Harry. I believe you. Only me…” she said, kissing him once more before
adding the words ‘forever, please’ to her sentence in her mind.
***
The sixth year Gryffindor boys’ bedroom was a breath of
fresh air for the Ravenclaw girl. She
didn’t want to see the Room of Requirement ever again. Well, not for a few days when she knew for
sure she and Harry would occupy it for whatever reason. But as she stood in the room near the bed by
the window being kissed thoroughly by her love, she felt more relief then the
scenario in the other room should have provided.
Slowly, Cho undressed her assailant as they kissed and
groped at each other hungrily. The need
for each other was strong and thick in the air.
And the Ravenclaw’s heart felt like it was on fire the way it hurt. But she knew the only way to ease the pain,
even a little bit, would be to put her all her heart into making love to Harry
at that moment. After allowing him to
undress her as well, Cho broke their kiss to pull Harry’s bedcovers back,
before turning back to his kiss.
“Lay down, Beautiful,” Harry requested to her lips, his
hands roaming over her naked body.
Cho shook her head lightly on lips. “No, Harry,” she whispered, pulling away from
him, “you lie down.”
Harry smiled at his perfect imperfection, and did as he was
told inside his covers. Cho climb in and
over him, trying to keep from lying flush against him. She kissed her love as she kept herself up on
her hands, resisting Harry’s pulling at her waist to make her lie down. The raven tresses of the pretty girl fell on
Harry’s shoulder and he briefly turned his head to the side to smell them. Turning his head back with her hand to face
her, Cho kissed his smiling lips. Her
kisses to his lips became her kisses to his chin and neck, taking time to suck,
bite and mark what was hers. And slowly
the Ravenclaw eased her kisses down her love’s body, biting, nipping, licking
all the way. Her hair gently caressed
his body as her mouth gently assaulted it.
Then Cho allowed only her tongue to administer the torture, by trailing
the wet tip along the definition of his lean muscles, before dipping into his
navel. Harry was nearly trembling
underneath her, becoming hotter with desire by the moment.
After gnawing on the taunt muscles of his stomach and Harry
rubbing her tresses over his chest, Cho lowered to the hard head that was
poking her in the neck. The Gryffindor’s
penis was standing at full attention, not even resting on his lower belly. Cho, however, kissed his lower stomach, allowing
the hard shaft to rub against her cheek teasingly. Just to add to the teasing, the tip of the
Asian beauty’s nose glided up the flushed erection. Cho’s tongue licked the back of her teeth as
her nose slid over every vein she ever felt pulsating inside her mouth or her
pussy. The scent of the heated skin
wasn’t of a forest breeze as usual, but of need and desire. She could sense Harry’s need for her to give
his dick full attention growing even without his light moans of
frustration. But the light became heavy
when Cho finally allowed her tongue to taste the shaft.
“Mmmm, Love…” Harry moaned quietly as her tongue slid up his
erection. But a swear word soon followed
when Cho’s tongue flicked the vein below his head. Her love’s fingers gripped the ends of her
hair resting on his chest as she licked and lightly sucked his helmet. Then the Ravenclaw finally slid her assailant
into her mouth and gave him the attention he was aching for. “Yes…yes…” Harry moaned not-so-quietly as her
hot wet mouth worshipped his manhood.
Cho’s tongue swirled around his purpling head as she relished
the taste of his pre-cum. Ending her
sucking momentarily, she licked his tiny hole, eager for more of the clear
liquid. Harry’s body twisted and
trembled under her ministration while nearly grinding her hair into the skin of
his licked stomach, and Cho reveled in his reaction. Sliding him deep into her mouth until he hit
the back of her throat, the seventh year sucked him until he was incoherently
ranting to his scarlet hangings, and she felt that pulsating of those precious
thick veins through his thick shaft.
Releasing his dick from her mouth before he came, Cho
quickly mounted her love. Engulfing his
manhood with her dripping cunt, the Ravenclaw leaned forward to give Harry a
taste of himself. She kissed her love
passionately, putting her heart into the simple kiss as she did when she
worshipped his erection. The Gryffindor
tasted her mouth and himself with grunts of pleasure, vibrating them on her
lips and tongue.
Finally, Cho’s aching, wet, but full vagina begged her to
pleasure it, and she sat up on her love.
Harry and Cho both exhaled in relief at the feel of each other, as they
often did. The sixth year smiled at his
victim sitting high on him and moving her hips slowly on his dick. The seventh year smiled down at her love,
wishing with all her heart she could say what her twitching aching tongue
wanted her say. And what’s more, the
Ravenclaw wished the dreamy but penetrating look in Harry’s eyes meant more
then the joy of sex.
As Cho took Harry, their eyes stayed locked on each others. His hands that held her hips, slid down her
thighs slowly, then up her body. The
seventh year bit her lips as she felt the lightly callous hands over her soft
pale skin. The sensations his open palms
roving her body caused, made Cho rest her hands on the back of his, needing to
feel him touching her. She watched his
eyes making love to hers, deeply penetrating her mind and her soul. Cho hoped again he could see everything she
was feeling, while she held his hands presently feeling her breasts.
I love you, Harry… Cho was getting use to that thought crossing
her mind while watching his eyes, or holding his waist, or walking to the
bathroom. She knew if he were truly
hers, she’d tell him all the time. But
instead, her reality was… I wish…you loved me too…
“Oh, Love…” Harry whimpered as she picked up the pace with
her ride. His eyes closed, breaking
their connection, but his hands still knew how to move over her body. “You feel so…” he moaned and lowered his
hands to her hips to hold what was making him feel so wonderful.
I’m the only one that
can make you feel this good, Harry… Cho thought, and thought against saying
it the moment his eyes opened to her again.
The seventh year’s lip tucked into her mouth and was held tightly there
by her teeth. She knew if she opened her
mouth, while staring into that emerald paradise, her heart would take over her
vocal chords. So instead, Cho watched
her love’s eyes, held her lip and rode him just a little harder. I’d…take
care of you, she thought as he began to whimper even more. I’d
make you feel better on a bad day. Me,
Harry…I would! she nearly yelled in her mind. I…love you so much... I’d…make you so…
“…happy…” she said out loud before she could help herself.
“What’s that, Love?” Harry asked breathlessly as she took
him.
Her heart took over her vocal chords as her mind tried to
regain control. “I…make you…happy, don’t
I, Harry?” she asked in a mixture of desperation and lustful whimpers.
Harry seemed to nod in response without second thought. “You do, Cho,” he said, still trying to
breathe through her pleasuring hips.
“I’ve…haven’t been this happy…since…I found out I was a wizard!” he said
honestly, breathlessly.
“Really?” Cho asked in a whimper as well, feeling fit to cry
at his words for some reason.
Harry eyes suddenly diverted from the mounted, moving
Ravenclaw to his nightstand where Mr. Weasley’s letter now sat. Cho could see the odd look return to his
eyes, but before she could read it properly, her body was manipulated until
suddenly she was on her back with her love between her legs, taking her
instead. “You make me so happy, Cho,
please believe me when I tell you that,” Harry whispered urgently before
kissing her.
The Ravenclaw’s heart was reeling as they kissed. She wanted to tell her assailant how happy
she was being with him. She wanted to
tell the Gryffindor that she could never be this happy with anyone else. She wanted to tell her Harry that she was the
only one that could make him happy. But
Cho knew she could get that point across in three words.
“Harry, I…I…” she stuttered, not just from nerves but from
the amount of pleasure between her legs.
“I…I…”
“I want you, Love!” Harry whispered painfully to her
mouth. “I want you…I want you, Cho!” he
nearly ranted in his whisper before kissing her deeply.
All Cho could do was hold onto him as he took her. Harry wasn’t fucking her, but each thrust was
deep and purposeful. And the Ravenclaw
was starting to become dizzy with the lack of air his penetrating, unyielding
kisses were causing. Cho felt her soul
profoundly connected, wrapped, and locked together with Harry’s as he made love
to her in a way he hadn’t before. All
the mechanics were the same, including his grabbing hold of the bed to push
himself even deeper into the pretty girl, but Cho felt that something had
change. One thing she knew for sure, she
was encased in a world of pure ecstasy and love, even if the love was only
coming from her. The seventh year was so
caught up in it, she forgot all the words she wished she could say to her love. Her body, however, was radiating it, every
wish, every word. Cho forgot to wonder
why he would tell her he wanted her even while taking her. She just echoed the sentiment in her mind and
body for her own reasons.
“Deeper…I need…deeper, Love…” Harry begged to her lips,
before taking her lips once more.
Cho merely obliged by lifting her legs even more, allowing
her love even deeper into her soul; his soul now, mended and sealed and
presently being delivered to him during their lovemaking. The seventh year was floating so high above
their Heaven, she knew nothing but Harry; his body, his lips, and his need for
her. There was no bed, no scarlet hangings,
no Gryffindor boys’ dormitory. And as
she began to cum, moaning and writhing under Harry’s body as he continued
thrusting into her through her orgasm, Cho was sure they were the only two
people left in the world.
She was perfectly fine with that.
The Ravenclaw’s orgasm was so strong, she barely had time to
revel in Harry’s before she was dozing off underneath him. The last thing she remembered was his soft
kisses, an odd apology, and his reaching over her to his nightstand.
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Harry and Cho walked hand in hand through the Forbidden Forest.
The trees were sprinkled with brilliant colors of red, yellow, and
green. The ground was equally
magnificent in it’s decoration of the same color scheme. Playfully, they ran through and kicked the
fallen leaves in the crisp autumn afternoon air. Playfully still, Cho knocked Harry to the
ground in an enormous pile of leaves.
But the Ravenclaw didn’t expect to be pull down in the process until she
found herself lying across Harry’s chest, and then properly kissed.
Soon, Harry rolled the pretty girl on her back as their
passion-swollen lips smiled at one another.
“Beautiful…” Harry whisper stated.
Cho rolled her eyes in mock irritation.
“You always say that,” she said, exasperatedly.
“I always mean it,” he said.
“My beautiful love,” he whispered before kissing her lips once more.
Cho felt her cheeks pull into a smile, though she could see
herself being kissed in the pile of leaves lit by the gentle sun above. As Harry lifted his lips to allow her air
only briefly, Cho opened her eyes to darkness fighting with an early morning
light and a dark red canopy. Closing her
eyes once more as he kissed her, the pretty girl saw Harry sliding off his
glasses and taking her lips in a deeper kiss.
“May I…make love…to you, Cho?” Harry asked her lips, combing
his fingers through her leaf laden hair.
“I’m…sorry, Love. I just…want
to…need to be inside you,” he whispered desperately.
The seventh year giggled in the leaves. “Of course, Harry…” she replied, opening her
eyes only briefly to see him over her, with the waning moonlight illuminating
his scar. Cho closed her eyes to see
Harry happily stripping her on the forest bed.
She too took the time to pull off his sweater and undo his pants. When her eyes opened slightly she saw his
head to the side, kissing her neck gently in the dark bed, caressing her arms,
side, hip, and then leg gingerly as he lifted it. When Cho closed her eyes in the pile of
leaves, she watched Harry enter her slowly.
She bit her lip in the afternoon sun feeling like she had only had sex a
couple of hours before. But it didn’t
matter to the Ravenclaw, her love wanted her, and her love was inside her,
there was nothing more she cared about.
Each kiss of her skin and lips was soft but purposeful. Each thrust she received was gentle and
slow. Every whispered word he said was
soft and solely just for her. “Love, if
I could just…stay inside you…forever…
I…don’t want…this to end… You
mean…the world to me… I want you,
Cho… All I want is you…”
Cho lay smiling underneath her assailant being taking in the
crunchy leaves that oddly sounded like a bed gently squeaking from
lovemaking. The birds flew overhead in
the sun, chirping in the dark room. Her
love kissed her deeply, burying her head in the pile of leaves that felt like a
soft pillow. Cho’s heart soared past the
trees watching protectively over their lovemaking, and ached in the dawning
light trying to seep through the window.
And then a gentle stirring occurred in her mid-section in the outdoor
autumn scene taking place in the middle of winter in a boys’ dormitory.
The orgasm took Cho just as gently as her love was taking
her. He continued to ride her insides as
her body stiffened, writher and liquefied in turn. “Oh, Harry…” she moaned lightly, smile still
lacing her lips in the sun. Then Cho
whimpered once more when she felt Harry gently release inside her, coating her
already wet walls, whispering how beautiful he felt her to be. Cho’s arms stayed locked around her love as
he administered light, breathy kisses to her neck and cheek staying buried deep
inside her. Though she came, she was
still in Heaven on the forest bed, her assailant making her feel cherish
and…loved. The blue sky peeking through
the protective trees made Cho feel like they were still the only two people in
the world. And that’s just what she
wanted.
“I love you, Harry…” she whispered in his ear, to the clouds
above…in her dream.
At least she thought she whispered it in his ear, to the
clouds above…in her dream.
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A/N part two: I know I said 35 chapters, but I still have
at least 2-3 to go. So please stick with
me! Thanks again!
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