Title: His Equal
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Summary: Cho Chang finds herself alone in the world and there is only one other person in the world to whom she can relate. She discovers she is destined for greater things and is seemingly the key needed to stop the Dark Lord.
(I know it's very ambiguous, but I don't want to give anything away.) It's based on the movie plot, not the book plot.
Character: Cho centric
Pairs: Harry/Cho with a little Ron/Hermione
So here is my fanfiction. Feel free to review. If you don't like it, then don't read, and don't review it. But if you do like it and want me to continue, leave me a comment.
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Prologue
Cho sat in her large living room enjoying a game of wizard's chess with her mother, Fei. They sat on the floor opposite each other as they played on the coffee table. A heatless fire burning in the hearth lit the dim room.
Cho scrunched her brow, deciding her next move. She saw her opportunity.
"Knight to E7. Check," Cho said. The piece moved to its space and Cho beamed at her mother, challenging her to top her play.
"Oh, Cho, you don't have me yet," Fei said as she stroked her chin thoughtfully.
"We'll see," Cho said teasingly. Cho sighed and sat back knowing that her mother would take her sweet time.
While waiting, Cho thought about everything that was in store for her this new year. It was a week before she would start her final year at Hogwarts. She never thought it would come, but now that it was finally here, she couldn't believe it. As she thought about school, her mind wandered to the past. She thought about a certain boy she lost to the after life and then her thoughts turned to a certain boy she lost due to her own stupidity.
Cho sighed and thought, 'If only I hadn't been caught by Umbridge.'
Cho knew she couldn't change the past and that it was useless to linger on it, but she often wondered what could have happened between her and the Boy-Who-Lived if she had not been forced to reveal the secret of the DA.
After a minute or two, Cho's mom finally spoke up. She started, "I can't decide until I have had a cup of tea."
Cho laughed and replied, "In other words, you're delaying your loss for a cup of tea. Fine by me, because I could use a cup too."
Fei laughed and walked to the kitchen. She pushed through the swinging door into the kitchen. As her mother exited the living room, Cho's five-year-old sister, Shendi, skipped into it.
"Cho! Look at what Lily can do!" she said excitedly, indicating the toad in her hands. She put the toad on the ground and waited… and waited.
"She was just doing it a minute ago. Come on, Lily. Dance!"
Cho laughed affectionately at her sister's antics.
"She was dancing a minute ago, I swear," Shendi said as she picked up her amphibian.
"Oh I believe you," Cho assured her. At that Shendi skipped into the kitchen as her mother entered the living room with two cups of tea. Cho shook her head still chuckling.
Fei sat down and handed Cho her tea.
"So are you excited about your last year?" Fei asked Cho.
Cho took a sip of her tea and replied, "I suppose so. I am, but I'm nervous too. I mean I finally have to grow up."
Fei smiled and said wisely, "You'll do wonderful. I know you and I can see your future. It's bright and promising."
"Thanks mom," Cho said warmly.
"So will you and dad be seeing me off next week?" Cho asked. It was the tradition for both of her parents to see her off at the platform, but a week ago her father mentioned that he might not be able to. Cho didn't consider herself to be a superstitious person, but it was one of those things that gave her reassurance.
"He may be able to. We'll have to see," Fei replied. "You know as well as I that he has been very busy this summer. He still has to officiate the organization of the Asian Alliance of Wizards in the fight against the Dark Lord. There are still more deals and orders he has to fulfill, but he is so close. He has a meeting with them the day before your departure so I am not sure if he will be able to make it back on time."
Cho nodded understandingly. Her father was a huge supporter of Dumbledore ever since the incident at the Ministry of Magic last term. Voldemort had somehow bypassed Ministry security and breached the Ministry and her Father, the Minister to Asian Affairs, saw the real danger that was unfolding. He saw that Fudge was not willing to see the truth. He was now sealing a deal with several Asian wizard factions to pledge their allegiance in the fight against Voldemort.
"He's almost done with the food by the way," Fei added. Cho could smell the scent of dinner wafting through the house. "Shendi is helping him cook the meal. Let's hope it's still edible."
Cho giggled as she got to her feet and helped her mother stand.
BANG!
Cho and her mother were startled and wide-eyed as they heard an explosion in the kitchen. Shendi screamed in terror and Mr. Chang could be heard struggling.
Panic filled Cho as she clutched her mother's hand.
"He's here, Fei! Volde-" Mr. Chang's frantic words were cut off.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Everything happened so fast as Fei released Cho's hand and ran to the kitchen door. As Fei moved for the door, the doorframe exploded open, flinging the door off of its hinges and knocking her to the floor unconscious. Cho watched in horror as her baby sister ran through the destroyed doorway toward her.
Tears were streaming down Shendi's nicked and bruised face as she cried, "Cho!"
Shendi was only about ten feet away from Cho's shaking arms when,
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
A green light flew through the air and hit her sister's back. Shendi's lifeless body fell to the ground in a heap right at Cho's feet. Cho stood there in utter shock. Her mind was blank and unable to process the chaos occurring around her.
As she slowly knelt down to touch her sister's body, heavy footsteps were becoming louder, indicating danger quickly approaching. A dark shadow cast over her sister's body before her. Her blood ran cold and her breathing turned shallow. Cho forced her head up and her eyes met with the evil, red eyes of Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort's snakelike face bore a smug expression. He stared at Cho, studying her expression.
"So it is you I saw in Potter's dreams," Voldemort said in his cold voice. Cho felt a chill crawl down her spine as he spoke and she shuddered.
"You really are quite the beauty," Voldemort said as her circled her like vulture to a carcass. Cho stayed frozen, not daring to move a muscle. "It's too bad I'm going to have to kill you, isn't it?"
Voldemort once again position himself in front of Cho. He smiled evilly as he raised his wand to cast the killing curse.
Cho closed her eyes and awaited the curse to hit her and take her life.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
She heard the condemning words and awaited the pain and nothingness, but all she heard was a painful wail and a heavy thud on the ground. Cho opened her eyes to see her mother's dead body before her right next to the corpse of her sister. Cho's eyes widened further in pain and disbelief.
Cho then looked up again at Voldemort, who was laughing at his deed.
"Well, she took care of that one for me, didn't she? What a stupid woman," Voldemort commented.
As Voldemort laughed, Cho remembered her wand.
It was sitting on the coffee table, which was only a few feet behind her. Cho acted quickly and threw her body backward, twisting around so that she would be able to get her hand on her wand in one swift motion. As soon as her fingers wrapped around the sleek wood of her wand she heard Voldemort viciously utter,
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Cho felt a force hit her back as her breath was knocked out of her. Cho arched her back in pain and her head fell back. Her eyes were squeezed tight and her jaw was cleched together. Cho's body shook as she was lifted in the air, a foot from the ground. Her nails dug into the palm of her hand, while her right hand was firmly clenched around her wand. The blinding pain radiated through her body and she fought to remain conscious. As Cho whimpered and writhed in pain, she heard Voldemort in the background.
She heard Voldemort's shrill cry of pain. She heard him scream and pant in agony.
Cho suddenly felt the force stop and she was dropped from the air and fell to the ground with a thud. Tears poured from her eyes as she attempted to gain composure.
Cho slowly turned her head around to see Lord Voldemort's dragging his wounded self toward the door. With all the effort she could muster, Cho raised her bloodied hand and screamed, "REDUCTO!"
Voldemort was hit by the spell and thrown several feet away. He let out a scream of pain, but managed to disapparate once he hit the ground.
Cho dropped her wand from her red sticky hands and pushed herself to her feet. Cho looked at the ruins around her. The house was blown to pieces. Cho then staggered forward toward her mother and sister. She fell to her knees before them and closed her eyes.
'This isn't real,' she thought. 'I'm going to wake up and it's going to be tomorrow and me and my mom will finish our game of wizard's chess. Shendi will get Lily to dance, and dad will be going to another meeting with the Alliance. This is all a dream. None of this is real. It's not real.'
Cho took a moment and then opened her eyes only to find the same scene. The same damage. The same death.
"Oh my god," Cho whispered as she leaned over her mother's body. She cried out as she pulled her mother's limp body into her chest. Cho clung to her mother's lifeless form as she rocked back and forth. Cho then grabbed for Shendi's body. She pulled the limb girl into her arms and rocked her back and forth. She began to hum a lullaby as tears rolled down her face. Cho was beginning to feel it all.
Cho was feeling the pain, both physical and emotional. She was lost and angry and crazed. Cho stopped humming and looked around her. She looked down at the faces of her mother and sister, both frozen in shock and pain. She looked through the broken doorway of the kitchen and could see the still form of her father lying face down on the white tile.
Cho finally cracked as sobs racked her body. She began to feel light and airy. Her vision became hazy and her body was becoming numb. Cho slipped into unconsciousness next to her mother and sister. Her hair slipped aside as she pitched forward revealing an angry, blood-covered mark on the back of her neck- a wound that would scar and mark her, too, as his equal.
So there's the first part of the story. I can't promise that I'll update quickly, but I'll try. Leave me a review and let me know what you think.