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Paying For His Pedestal	By : twocanz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Cho Views: 82652 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
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Chapter 9 � Joyful
Suffering

Though she had missed her last class of the day, and she had
fought and fucked Harry, Cho still had that sense of triumphant that she had
felt that morning.� As
the Ravenclaw walked from her Tower with Terry that evening after changing her
clothes for dinner, she couldn�t get rid of her smile.� She knew her threat outweighed Harry�s.� He was addicted to her, and he wasn�t going
to do anything that would hinder his ability to enjoy his favorite hiding
place; inside her.� And Cho would be able
to kiss Cormac.�
The Ravenclaw hoped that after her study-date with him that evening, that it would happen.� She also hoped she�d be able to contain
herself and not throw him up against a bookshelf and�

�Did you hear me, Cho?�
If so, I�m glad you�re bloody happy about it!� Terry said, shaking Cho
from her thoughts about sucking the life-force out of Cormac
through his mouth.

�Happy?� About what?� My date
tonight�er, my study engagement�NO, my date!� Cho
corrected herself, feeling happy to be able to say it properly.

�Uh�no, I mean Marietta,�
began Terry, confusion evident in his voice from her stuttering.� �She�s�uh, been rolling her eyes at me and
what not because you and I have been hanging out so much, I think.�

Cho snorted lightly.�
�Oh, is that all.� She doesn�t
want me hanging around with anyone with a penis.�

Terry snorted as well.�
�You may be right.� But why hate
those with penises, they�re a lovely folk!�

Cho laughed out loud.�
�I don�t know about that.� I think
the penises are the loveliest bits.�
Their owners are questionable!�

Terry gasped in mock indignation.� �Cho Chang, I resent that!� I also agree, but I resent it, nonetheless!�

�Oh, Terry,� Cho said, trying to contain her laughter as she
tucked her arms around Terry�s waist as they walked.� �You�re the very best penis owner I know!�

The Ravenclaw male snorted once more as he tightened his
grip around her shoulder.�
�Brilliant!� I think those are the
best words anyone has ever spoken to me!�
Well besides, �I�m gonna cum hard, baby,
you�re so bloody tight!�� he laughed.�
�Now if you only had a penis yourself, then maybe we could have
something special!�

�Reckon I should get rid of the breasts too, then?� she
joked as they walked into the Great Hall.�
�And cut my hair��

�And dye it bl�um, never mind!�
Terry started and finished.

�Dye it what?� Cho asked with an eager smile as they walked
down the aisle to find a seat.

�Nothing never mind hey look there�s a seat!� he said in one
breath, and pointed toward the middle of their table.� Terry released Cho and walked to the empty
space in the center.

Cho finally followed and sat down next to Terry, with their
backs to the Gryffindor table.� �You will
tell me, Mr. Boots!� she warned with a smile and narrowed eyes.

�Not bloody likely, Miss Chang,� he warned back in the same
manner.� And the two started in on their
dinner talking about anything else.

�I don�t like you on Mondays, Harry!� Cho heard Ron say
behind her.� �You�ve been in a foul mood
all day.�

�Ron�s right Harry, you�ve been snapping on us and everyone
else all day,� added Hermione to Cho�s surprise.� �You missed Charms today.� And why won�t you tell us what happened to
your face?�

�I�ve tried, Hermione,� said Ginny, �but he won�t tell me
either.� Why did you miss
Charms today, though, Harry?�

Because
he was being ridden by his addiction, Ginny.� Sorry! Cho thought.� Taught
him a bloody good lesson too, didn�t I? she smiled to herself.

�I�just needed time alone, is
all.� The time I didn�t get alone this
morning!� Harry growled to his friends.

�So you missed class for��

But Cho couldn�t hear the rest of Hermione�s words because
she felt a tiny hand touch her shoulder.�
The raven-haired girl turned around to see her little Head of House
looking disappointedly at her at eye level since she was sitting.� �Miss Chang?�

�Yes, Professor?� she replied nervously.

�I have been informed by Professor Firenze that you did not
attend your Divinations class this afternoon.�
What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?� the tiny professor
squeaked with indignation.

That Harry Potter
likes chickens, Professor! Cho thought, but knew that would only get her
into more trouble.

�I�um, well, I suppose I don�t have a proper excuse, sir,�
Cho answered, lowering her head.

�I see.� Well, Miss
Chang, Professor Firenze, and I agree with him, believe you should serve a
detention this evening for your transgression.�
I must say, Miss Chang, I am really disappointed in you.� You have had several detentions this year
already.� Most unbefitting of a
Ravenclaw, this is.� And
a seventh year with N.E.W.T.s and pre-Healer training
ahead to boot.� Let us see that
this does not happen again, shall we?�

Cho nodded her lowered head.�
�Yes, sir.�
I am sorry, Professor.� I will
apologize to Professor Firenze tonight as well.�

The tiny man nodded as well.�
�See to it that you do.� Back to
dinner, then,� he said dismissively.� Cho
felt awful as she turned back to her meal.�
She had never gotten into trouble so much before.� And now, her Head of House was disappointed
with her.� Just another thing she could
chalk up to the Greatly Disturbed Harry Potter.

�Mr. Potter,� Cho heard Flitwick say behind her.� �Merlin�s son, what�s happen to your face?�

�That�s what we would like to know, sir!� Ginny said.

�I�just�I got hurt is all, sir,� Harry mumbled.

There was a pause before Cho heard anything else.� �Well, I suppose this happened while you
missed my class today�� Cho�s heart
stopped when she heard the professor utter those words.� She hoped no one was paying to much attention
to her conversation with the tiny man as much as she was paying attention now
to Harry�s.� Not much to her surprise
though, Harry didn�t reply to Flitwick.�
�I�was going to give you detention, Harry, for missing my class, but��

No he is not about to
get off because I scratched the hell out of him?� Shall I sit on the table and open my legs to
show the world what he�s done to me, then? Cho thought angrily.

�No, it�s perfectly fine, sir.� I understand that I should have detention for
what I�ve done,� Harry said nervously to Cho�s bewilderment.

Then to further her wonderment, Cho heard her Head of House
chuckle.� �Oh Harry,
such a noble lad.� No, I think I
will spare you a detention this time.�
But I must warn you I may not be so lenient the next time,� the
professor said, and Cho couldn�t see the wink in his eye, though for some
reason she believed to be there.

I don�t believe
it!� He got off!� He got off in me today, and he got off of
detention!� Lucky bastard gets everything
he wants�� Cho�s inward rant trailed
off as her position in his life was just assured to continue by her Head of
House.� When she heard Harry swear
angrily, pound the table with his fist, then got up and left after Flitwick
walked away, she was even more positive.

After dinner, Terry and Cho got up to leave.� The girl Ravenclaw caught sight of Cormac sitting at his table talking to his friends.� �Terry, hang on a sec, won�t you?� I have to tell Cormac
about tonight,� she asked of her friend.�
Terry nodded and Cho rushed over to the Gryffindor table.

The Gryffindor boys talking to Cormac,
and Cormac himself, all smiled as Cho
approached.� �Hiya,
Cho!� he beamed.� �Can�t
wait to study with you tonight.�

Cho�s smiled faltered sadly at his words.� �I�m sorry, Cormac.� I just received detention from Professor
Firenze.� I won�t be able to make it
tonight.�

Cormac�s smiled faltered
entirely.� �Oh, I see.� Some other time, then?�

�Absolutely.� I�m sorry, Cormac,
really I am,� she said, then leaned over and kissed his cheek.� The Gryffindor flushed red when Cho walked away, not noticing his friend�s patting him on the back.

******

Detention had been mind numbing for the Ravenclaw.� Sorting books and clearing falling branches
out of his forest-like classroom was not the way she had planned her
evening.� As Cho walked back to her
Tower, she thought of her Sunday with Cormac, and how
they would have been glancing shyly at each other over the table that evening
as well.� �Oh well,� said Cho to herself
as she past the storage room in the corridor near Ravenclaw Tower.� �Guess, I�ll have to find some other time to kis�� but her word halted when she saw a Gryffindor sitting
on the floor near her House door.

The Gryffindor caught sight of her and stood up.� �Um�hi, Cho,� said Cormac
nervously, with one hand behind his back.

�Cormac?� What are you�doing here?� she asked as she
approached him.

The Gryffindor was just as red as when she kissed him in the
Great Hall.� �Well�we couldn�t�study
together because you had�detention.� But
I just�wanted to at least�say good night.�
And�� he added, then pulled a tiny white lotus
blossom from behind his back.� �I wanted
to give you this.�

Cho couldn�t help but smile as she took the tiny flower from
his hand.� �Thank you, Cormac.� This was
very sweet�you�re very sweet.�

�You�re�very sweet, Cho,� he said, then
looked as though he was holding his breath.�
Cho watched his other hand rise from his side and gently rest on her
cheek.� Like Harry�s attempts, Cho knew
what was coming, but this Gryffindor would not receive a smack across the
face.� Cormac
caressed her cheek as he leaned down to her waiting lips.

Then it happened.� His
lips covered hers and she was being kissed.�
It had been so long since she felt lips on hers�that she didn�t smack away
or bit harshly on.� It was a glorious
feeling.� And when she felt his tongue
only tap lightly at her lips for hopeful entrance, she opened up to him.� But their kiss still remained sweet, sensual,
but not sexual.� And when it was over,
Cho felt slightly disappointed.

�Cho, I know you don�t want a boyfriend right now,� Cormac said lowly, an inch from her lips as he still held
her cheek.� �But when you�re ready for
one, please allow me to be the lucky one,� he smiled.

Cho touched his cheek.�
�Just so you know, I may not want a boyfriend right now�but there isn�t
anyone I�m�willingly�seeing,� she said just above a whisper, smiling as
well.� �Well except this one fantastic
Gryffindor who�s a great snogger!� she added
flirtatiously before she could help herself.

Now both the seventh years blushed before slipping back into
another kiss.

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

For the next few days, Harry was noticeably irritated with
everyone, with everything, with every cloud that passed in the sky.� Cho, on the other hand, was smiling at
everyone, everything, and every cloud seemed formed just for her in the
sky.� She was still angry at Harry, but
she knew she had gotten her point across to him.� Her only problem was her sexual need.� Cho was horny, all day and every day.� Harry hadn�t come to her in those few days,
and she had no intentions of seeking him out for sexual release.� She knew he couldn�t last to long without
her, and was content with waiting for that while masturbating almost three
times a day.

But even her solitary sexual play was different.� Granted, on occasion she thought of Harry and
what they had done together.� But she
also let her fantasies wander to what she�d like to do to Cormac,
and even to some of the stories Terry had told her about boy sex.� However hot, pleasing, and helpful her
fantasies were, Cho knew eventually she�d need assistance, physical assistance.

Cormac, though still not her
boyfriend, had been part of the reason for her smile.� He would often offer to walk to her next
class even if it wasn�t his own.� When
they did have class together, they would sit together or at least in close
proximity.� He had been wonderful about her
not wanting a boyfriend, especially since he didn�t probe her about why.� And finally, Cho had made up her study-date
with him Thursday night.

The two sat next to each other working hard on their
homework and working hard to keep whatever body parts of theirs that had
connected to stay that way.� It became
difficult to write for Cho when her right elbow touched his left and she didn�t
want to move it away.� When their legs
touched under the table, she wished that she hadn�t worn a skirt because her
skin was sensitive due to her heighten sexual need.� Even through his jean covered leg, she still
felt a heat rush through her from the contact of another person.� But it was while he was engrossed in a book,
and his left hand allowed one of his fingers to caress the back of her right
hand, that Cho thought she�d catch fire.

She looked from her hand to the Gryffindor reading the book
as he gently touched her.� He must have
felt her staring because he looked up from his book, then to her and finally to
their hands before going back to her.� Cormac smiled briefly and so did Cho before leaning
simultaneously for their first kiss since the night in front of her Tower
door.� This kiss was just as sweet as the
first, but quickly turned sexual.� Cho
tried to contain herself but it had been far too long for her without physical
contact, and she kissed the Gryffindor wantonly.� Then, Cormac�s free
hand, the other was lost in her hair, landed on the skin of her knee and Cho
ran through the places around the castle she could take her Gryffindor and TAKE
her Gryffindor.� But, of course,
afterward, she�d have to erase his memory so that Harry�

There was a loud crash of books near the seventh years'
table and they broke apart quickly before righting themselves in their
seats.� Scared to look up to see Madam Pince standing there scowling at the display adolescent
hormones, Cho kept her eyes on her book.�
But it was Cormac who made her look up at
their visitor.

�Potter, for fuck sakes�� he said and Cho paled even
further.� �For a Seeker, you�re a might
clumsy, aren�t you?�

Cho looked up and directly into an angry emerald gaze.� Harry�s eyes locked with hers and neither
said a word.� It was when Cho felt Cormac�s hand on her shoulder and his other on her cheek
turning her head back to him, that she broke eye contact with the disturbed
hero.

�Now if you�ll excuse us, Potter, we were in the middle of
studying,� Cormac said casually, completely unaware
of the danger he was in, or that his life had actually been a topic of
discussion for the two other people in that area.

Though Cho wanted to be defiant and kiss him right in front
of Harry to show that she couldn�t and didn�t care less, she didn�t like the
look in the hero�s eyes.� So instead, she
gently pulled Cormac�s hand away from her face and
backed her head up before his soft lips touched hers again.� �Um, Cormac, I�m a
bit tired.� I think I�ll go back to my
dormitory.�� Cho watched the
disappointment spread across Cormac�s face, then
looked to see the still staring, still silent Harry.� He was scaring her just a little bit.� �Would you�mind walking me there?� she asked Cormac, and his disappointed faded instantly.

So the seventh years packed up and left the sixth year
Gryffindor standing silently near the empty table.� Cho just hoped he remained there.

***************��

The next morning, and Cho was surprise to wake up in the
morning un-fucked, she sat at breakfast joking with Terry.� �So is he a good kisser?� Terry whispered.

�I�m not telling you, you�ll go after him!� And I�d lose what little bit of him I have to
the cute gay boy!� Cho joked back, pinching Terry�s cheek.

Terry snorted.�
�You�re right, I am cute.� But for
his safety, I wouldn�t pursue him��

�What�s that suppose to mean, Terry?� Cho interrupted him.

Terry�s eyes darted around nervously.� �Nothing!� I just�HEY, WHAT�S IN THE PROPHET TODAY!� he
rambled quickly before opening up the paper.

It was then that Cho noticed the Golden trio and their
fourth walking in the Great Hall.� Harry
was not talking to the rest of them as he shuffled behind them.� He wasn�t even holding his girlfriend�s
hand.� Instead, after he sat down at the
table, he held his forehead in his hand, not bothering to put any food on his
plate.� Cho noticed he looked wretched
and tired like he hadn�t slept in days.� Serves you right, she thought before
eating the rest of her food.

�My goodness do they love Harry,� said Terry as he folded
the wizarding newspaper closed.

Cho narrowed her eyes in confusion.� �Who?� The Universe?�

Terry snickered at her comment.� �No�well, yes, but the Prophet.� Says how Harry Potter is the model teenager
and is the proper role-model for the magical adolescent community.� In addition to that, they believe that since
he was raised by Muggles, he could show the Muggle teens how to be proper young
men and women.� Bloody
hell.� He�s cute, Potter, but I
wouldn�t want to be him.� He�d have to
fight cute boys like me off him everyday!�
Hang on, that might not be so bad�� Terry joked.

Cho giggled, but looked toward the Gryffindor table.� She could see Hermione reading the article to
Harry, and wondered if maybe Hermione was not as intelligent as she always
seemed.� Then she saw Harry yank the
paper out of his best friend�s hand, ball it up and toss it to the floor before
getting up to leave without eating breakfast.�
Ginny ran after him, and Cho thought maybe the littlest Weasley will
finally serve a purpose in her boyfriend�s life.

Cho wondered if she felt sorry for Harry.� She had in the past when these articles came
out.� But at the moment, she was too
irritated with him to allow herself to care.�
Serves him right�?

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

�Now I know I have History of Magic and you have Astronomy
which is all the way outside, but I�d love to walk you there, Cho,� said Cormac as they left Defense Against
the Dark Arts.

Cho giggled.� �Sure, Cormac.� But I don�t want you to get into any trouble
with Professor Binns,� she said with mock worry.

�He won�t even notice.�
I don�t think he even knows my name!� the seventh year boy laughed.

�Alright then,� Cho agreed and the two set off down a nearby
corridor.

The seventh years talked about class and about Snape�s new
position.� Then suddenly they stopped
walking.� Well, Cormac
stopped walking, and Cho turned to see why.�
�Cormac, what�s�� But Cho didn�t get a response from him as his
eyes slid out of focus.� The pretty girl
narrowed her eyes in confusion, then waved her hand in
front of his face to get his attention.�
But again, he didn�t seem to notice.�
�Cormac?� she said worriedly.

Suddenly, Cho felt a hand on hers, and she was just as
suddenly being pulled in the opposite direction of Cormac.� She turned forward to allow her eyes to
follow the hand to its owner and she saw Harry half out his invisibility cloak
pulling her along.� �Harry!� What did you do to him?� she asked,
snappishly.

Harry didn�t respond, but opened a nearby classroom
door.� When he and his victim were just
about to enter the room, he swished his wand to the still person down the
hall.� Cho could see Cormac
shake his head, then whistle as he began to walk away.

Cho was relieved that he seemed fine, but irritated that
Harry had, again, interrupted her time with Cormac.� Then again, the Ravenclaw knew this would
happen sooner or later.� She had been
with someone before and after each class.�
She ate just about every meal with Terry and either walked or left the
Great Hall with him.� Harry couldn�t get
to her during the day at all without someone noticing, but she often wondered
why he hadn�t just come to her room in the middle of the night.� Regardless, the Gryffindor was set to get
what he wanted right now, and though Cho was angry with him, she needed a
release that only he could provide�according to him.

Harry wore a mixed expression of distress and of someone
caged.� There was no hint of lust in his
eyes, nor was there a smile of any kind on his lips.� If anything, the Gryffindor�s green orbs
looked desperate, alone, and sad to his Ravenclaw victim.�

He was watching her mouth and Cho knew what he wanted.� As he headed toward her, however, she turned
her back to him.� Harry seemed to pause
for a moment behind her, before wrapping one arm around her waist.� His other hand found her hair and he didn�t
fail at the attempt of gently moving her tresses away from the side of her neck
that he wanted.� Cho didn�t move her arms
or her body.� She allowed her head to
rest to side he moved it too, and bit her lip as he began kissing, sucking, and
biting desperately on her skin.� The
Ravenclaw could feel his intentions on her backside, but it was his arm locking
around her waist and his lips on her neck that was providing the most pressure.

But the pretty girl refused to allow any sound of
appreciation or anticipation to escape her.�
Granted, she wanted this, well Cho wanted the release, however, she had no intentions of letting the pathetic hero
know that.� She�d get it over it,
reminding her of their times earlier on when she�d do what she could to get him
over the edge.� But just like those
earlier times, she often found herself falling over the edge as well.� She knew that was inevitable, but she still
would not allow herself to react.� Even
when Harry�s hand pulled up her skirt in the front and buried itself between
her legs, Cho simply bit her lip harder to keep from moaning.

�Do you�want�me, Love?� she heard Harry ask her.� It was a question he had asked her on several
occasions, especially in their present position.� Usually it sounded lustful, tantalizing, and
irresistible.� But at the moment, it
sound just as desperate as he looked.� It
was as if he was almost begging her to want him.� �Do�you�Cho?� he whispered again worriedly,
though trying to sound as he normally would.�
And when Cho didn�t answer, he put more efforts into his handy work.� Cho could then hear him sniffing in her hair
behind her ear, his hand lost in the black locks of the beauty.� �I�need you�� Cho barely heard him whisper
painfully.

Cho knew Harry was distraught over the article and
everything else.� But she didn�t care at
the moment.� She was annoyed with the Boy
Hero but she wanted, needed release.� And
if she did not acquire it soon, Cormac would suddenly
find himself with a girlfriend, a very sexually aggressive girlfriend, or at
the least a very-pretty-girl-dry-humping-his-leg-that-he-sees-casually.� So a silent Cho, wanting to get it over with,
pulled Harry�s hand from out her wet snatch, walked over to a near by desk,
lifted her skirt revealing her garmentless mid-section, and bent over the
table.� The pretty, horny girl spread
open her legs putting her wet, waiting, wanting orifice on display for the troubled
Gryffindor.

Cho wondered if it was a sixth year boy thing that Harry
didn�t come at her right away like Michael before her threesome.� Oddly, Harry had never waited so long to
enter her, he�d often enter her before she was able to
position herself properly for their sexual play.� And when a breeze had time to caress the
creamy white mounds of her behind, she wondered if Harry was still in the
room.�

But then he gave her the answer.� It was a sudden entry, but not rough.� She could feel Harry�s hands on her hips
gripping tightly, though he quickly began to ride her at a moderate speed.� Cho clutched the edge of the desk, and bit
her tongue, willing herself not to react to him.� It was proving to be difficult because the
Ravenclaw was happy to have a dick inside her.�
After all, she was addicted to sex, not to him.� While he, on the
other hand, was addicted to her and was presently proving her theory to be
right.

Harry�s hard shaft was gliding in and out of her tight
entrance.� One hand was on her hip, while
the other was rubbing up and down her back.�
�Cho�oh God, Love�� he moaned as if in pain.� Cho could feel his hand desperately rubbing
up her back to touch her hair.� He tugged
her hair as he gripped a handful of the end.�
Cho hissed in pain, but she knew he didn�t do it intentionally; he was
just obsessed with her hair.� Normally,
she liked having her hair pulled gently.�
She had grown accustomed to his obsession and loved the feel of him
playing in her hair.�

But not today.� Cho�s focus was strictly on the penetration
in and out, in and out, in and out of her body.�
He was hard inside her, demanding room in her slick walls.� She could hear the sounds of her juices squeaking
with each thrust of his dick.� The
sounds, as always, had the power to bring her there, close to that edge, close
to that release.� Cho even allowed the
desperate calls of her names from his mouth to blend into her excitement.

�Cho�Love�turn around�� Harry
begged, retracting back to far for Cho�s comfort.

�No,� she answered simply, and clenched her muscles around
the remainder of his shaft inside her.

�Shit!� he moaned, gripping her hip tightly.� �Please�baby, I want to�see you�I�ve�been
good.� I haven�t�done anything to�him��

Cho was not only becoming irritated, but she was also losing
her sexual arousal.� �No, Harry!� she
snapped, turning her head slightly to see him out the corner of her eye.� It was as if the Gryffindor wasn�t having
sex, for his face still wore the earlier expression of sadness and
loneliness.� When he started to move his
hips again, Cho faced forward to finish out the ordeal as best she could.�

But suddenly, she felt completely empty.� Cho knew Harry hadn�t cum yet, because she
could feel it every time he shot off inside her.� No, he pulled out well beforehand.� �Cho, please, Love,� he said tugging on her
hips, �turn around so I can see you while I��

Cho turned her pretty face back to the offending
Gryffindor.� �NO, Harry!� I�ve already told you!� Now put it back inside me, or I�ll leave and
take care of my own self!� she threatened angrily.� Then Cho turned to face the edge of the desk
again and it took a few moments, but she received his decision.

Harry took to riding her insides again, slow then
faster.� He held tightly to both hips as
he began to pound her from behind.� But
through his pounding, Cho heard him calling painfully to her.� �Love�Love�Love�� She could hear him sniffing though he was no
where near her hair.� Cho was too lost in
the feeling that there was a dick filling her insides to care, and she knew
soon she would be over the edge, regardless if he accompanied her or not.� Regardless if it was good
or not, as long as it happened.�

And then it did.�
Cho�s orgasm flew through her drunkenly, not at all like the rocket to
Heaven she normally rode.� Her only sound
of release was a slight whimper.� She
didn�t call out his name, or that of a higher power.� Then Harry began to slick her insides even
more but his whimper of climax sounded deeply pain-stricken.

After the two teens came no where near as outstandingly as
they would normally together, Cho did all she could to compose herself
quickly.� Harry hadn�t collapsed on her, she was thankful of that, but rested on his elbow on
the desk she was bent over.� Though he
was trying to steady his breathing, Harry�s hand was still caressing locks of
her hair.� But he wouldn�t be able to for
very long if Cho could help it.� The
Ravenclaw clenched her feminine muscles tightly, it pushed Harry�s sated penis
out of her.� She then, backed up
slightly, which pushed Harry out of her way.�
As she stood upright, Cho lowered her skirt without saying a word or
looking at the Gryffindor.� And once she
was straightened out, the Ravenclaw grabbed her things and left the room and
the reluctant hero behind.

*************************��

The next two days, Cho rarely saw Harry.� He never came to breakfast, or was hardly at
lunch for very long.� And twice when she
did see him walking alone down the hallway, he looked so downtrodden she
thought maybe he�d fall to his knees at any moment and start screaming to the
world.� But even in an obvious distraught
state, which normally warranted his need for her, he would just walk right
passed her.� If he did look at her at
all, it would be briefly, then he�d turn away devastated.�

Cho told herself not to feel sorry for him.� He had been an ass to her with his behavior
in Hogsmeade, and about Cormac, and his coming to her
after he had been with Ginny.� Harry
seemed to want to keep her on a short leash, and she didn�t appreciate
that.� She had already been raped by him,
turned into a sex fiend by him, and now was a willing participant sexually with
him.� She had agreed not to sleep with
anyone else, lest they find themselves in traction without knowing why.� And Cho had given up on the dream long ago
that her body belonged to her, since now it was practically tattooed with
�Property of the Greatly Disturbed Harry Potter� all over.�

So no, feeling sorry for her assailant was not an
option.� He hadn�t cared when he hurt her
after he had gotten angry over her threesome.�
Well, he did care afterward and has been considerate of his favorite
orifice on her ever since.� He didn�t
care when that creature came out from under Hagrid�s bed and molested her.� Well, he was set to hex the thing off her
when he saw it and�� But that was out of
jealousy, of course!� Nothing�s to touch
Cho Chang except Harry Potter!� And he
hadn�t cared that he raped her, and turned her into a sexual fiend.� Well, he was taking care of her needs without
protest� BUT, he raped her nonetheless, so he didn�t care.� And why should Cho care about his feelings at
the moment?

Cho nodded to herself in agreement as she headed toward the
Great Hall for dinner.� She hadn�t been
able to find Terry since just after lunch, so the Ravenclaw had spent her
Sunday afternoon wandering around Hogwarts, untouched�well, she had touched
herself, but no one else was the point.�

But that would soon change.�
As Cho rounded a corner on the first floor, she smelled him.� Fresh forest-like scent.� She turned around assuming Harry was behind
her about to pounce.� However, when she
did turn her head around for a moment, she did see Harry, but he was not alone.� The Gryffindor hero was flanked with his two
best friends, and his girlfriend who was holding his hand.�

Cho noticed, even from her far distance, that he still
looked set to beg the stars to end his miserable existence.� The red-haired girl was holding tightly to
her boyfriend�s hand, looking worriedly at him as they walked.� His bushy-haired friend also had her eye on
him worriedly, but let the fifth year Gryffindor do the soothing.� �I�m so glad you�ve agreed to come to dinner,
Harry.� You haven�t eaten in two days.�

Cho heard him mumble something, but she couldn�t understand
or care what he�d said.� She was nearly
to the final corridor to the Great Hall.�
Cho could smell the food and her stomach ached for it.�

Her backside, however, began aching too as a hand squeezed
it tightly.

�Mmm, Miss Chang,� drawled Draco
Malfoy, still clutching her buttock, �always so lovely.� Always so horny, I�ve been told.� Care for a go with me, then?� I�m MUCH bigger than Vaisey�� Draco whispered
in her ear as he fondled her lower cheek.

�Get your filthy fucking paws off me, Malfoy!� Cho shouted,
then shoved the aristocrat hard in the chest, causing him to let go of her
body.� �Are you mad, putting your bloody
hands on me?� she shouted once more, trying to will herself not to say �Harry
will break you in half for touching me, if I don�t do it first!�

But the Ravenclaw was not as quick as the Gryffindor down
the hall, and soon the Slytherin spun out of direct vision of the girl.� Cho had to blink her pretty brown eyes for a
moment to marvel at how fast Harry had gotten down the hall, yanked Draco
around, and then slammed him into the brick wall.� He was already bending the blonde�s arm by
his hand in a very unnatural and painful way.�
Draco�s face flushed with red from the anger and pain as Harry pressed
even harder on the middle of the Slytherin�s knuckles.� Harry was not saying a word, though the
enraged insanity on his face spoke volumes.�
�You�ll�pay for this, Potter,� Draco warned in a strained voice.

�I�d love too, Malfoy,� Harry snarled, and pressed the pale
knuckle even further until Cho heard a disturbing crack.

�Harry�stop it!� Cho begged, though
the deranged expression on the Boy Hero�s face looked as if he was beyond
reasoning.� �You�ll�YOU�RE breaking
his�hand!�

�If he puts it�where it doesn�t belong�it needs to be
BROKEN!� Harry growled in the Slytherin�s face, pressing harder and eliciting
another cracking noise.� Draco could no
longer hold the pain in, he began to wail.

�Harry!� Harry!� Stop it right now!� Hermione begged, holding
Harry�s shoulders trying to pry him off their school enemy.� But Harry didn�t budge.� Ron and Ginny were cheering Harry on, and Cho
was just as worried as Hermione.

�Harry�please�I�ve�taken care of�it!� I got him�off me, didn�t I?� Please, Harry�before someone sees�� Cho
pleaded with him as he pressed harder, and she winced when she heard another
knuckle break.

�Cho�s right, Harry!� Stop this!�
Don�t take it out on him!� It�ll
just get�� Hermione had started, but another voice interrupted her.

�What is the meaning of all this?� bellowed Professor
Slughorn, coming down the opposite hall.�
The rotund professor was on his way to the Great Hall for dinner, but
sprinted, as best he could, to the Harry vs. Draco show taking place a few feet
further on.

Draco was nearly crying like a girl as Harry still held him
tightly in place.�
�Professor...Professor, please!�
He�s gone mad, this one!� Get him
off of me!�

Hermione and Cho both had to do all they could to get Harry
to release the now green with pain Slytherin.�
But the Gryffindor kept his eyes on the blonde.� �Harry, what is the meaning of this?� asked
Slughorn.� �This is not the proper
behavior for a hero, young man.� You do
realize that I am forced to give you, AT LEAST, detention, don�t you?�

Cho and Harry both cringed at Slughorn�s remarks.� Cho knew Harry hated the way the world
praised him, and how he hated being put in the box of �Hero� and seen as
nothing more.� Even in those times when
he was being one.� �Sir, it�s not Harry�s
fault, well not entirely.� See, Malfoy
came up behind Cho and began�well, being rather rude and sexually aggressive
toward her.� Harry was simply defending
her!� There is no telling what Malfoy may
have done to her had Harry not stopped him, sir!� Hermione said, pleading his
innocence.

�Yeah!� It�s not fair!� He was only trying to bloody defend her!� He doesn�t deserve a detention,� Ginny
pleaded.

The round Professor turned to Cho.� �Is�this true, Miss Chang?� Did Mr. Malfoy attack you?�

Cho looked to Harry�s angry face, then to his friends, and
finally to the professor.� �Yes, sir�it
is true that�Malfoy grabbed me,� Cho answered him, then
looked to the stone on the floor.

�See!� Ron exclaimed.�
�It�s bloody Malfoy who deserves the detention, not Harry!�

The professor glared momentarily at Ron.� �I�ll decide who receives the detentions
around here, Rupert�Robert�.whatever�and given the evidence presented, and
because I know Harry would never act that rash without good reason, Mr. Malfoy
will serve detention, not Mr. Potter.�

Cho�s and Harry�s eyes locked as Slughorn was praised by Ron,
Ginny, and Hermione.� After a moment, and
all the while ignoring Draco�s cries of pain, Cho watched the furious, yet
pain-stricken look on Harry�s face.� And
the Ravenclaw felt pity for her assailant.

�Um, sir?� Cho called to Slughorn
while still looking into Harry�s desperate but irate expression.� The big professor turned his attention back
to the victim and she finally looked away from Harry to the teacher.� �Actually, professor, I do believe�Harry
acted a�bit�irrationally��

�WHAT?� Ron, Hermione and Ginny said all at once.� Even Draco, through his pained expression,
looked at the pretty girl in shock.

�You can�t be bloody serious, Cho?� Ron asked in
disbelief.� �No, Professor Slughorn,
please don�t listen to her, obviously she�s having you on!� We�re all witnesses!� Cho tell him you�re only joking�Cho��

�Cho�� called Hermione quietly, looking at the Ravenclaw in
shock.� �But you��

�No, I�I know Malfoy attacked me, and he deserves to be
punished for it.� But I had�already
stopped�Malfoy�when Harry came along and�slammed Malfoy up against the wall,
then began breaking his hand,� Cho explained to the professor and Harry�s
eyes.� Oddly, the green ones were looking
as though some of the tension was lifting.�
But not quite.

�How dare you, you ingrate!� shouted Ginny to Cho.

Slughorn turned to Harry once more, this time sadly.� �Is it�true then, Harry?� Did you attack Mr. Malfoy AFTER Miss Chang
had gotten him off of her?�

Harry was staring intently into Cho�s eyes as he
answered.� �Yes�sir��

�HARRY! �What are you
doing?� Ginny wailed.

He�s saving himself,
Ginny, Cho thought.� Love for you to help in the cause!� Loving him is not enough!

Slughorn sighed sadly, and wiped his bald head.� �I suppose�that means�you�ll be serving
detention tonight too, Mr. Potter,� said Slughorn.

And as Harry�s friends protested, Harry and Cho�s eyes
locked and she could see that only a fraction of the pain had lifted from his
eyes.� It would take a lot more to ease
the hurting Gryffindor.

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