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Friend of the Heart
Cho looked across the lake. The sharp wind whipped her hair across her face. Silently she shed her robes, revealing a thin, silver garment underneath and stepped to the edge. And looked down. The water was a deep black. She could see swirls of ink stirring in the water. Cho looked up at the sky but all she saw was a mass of grey cloud and fog. She shivered as a chilly wind blew about her. And she took a step forward .
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"Harry! Wake up!" Ron shook his friend.
"Huh?" said Harry groggily as he shook the hair out of his eyes.
Harry was disgruntled at Ron for having woken him up. He had been having a wonderful dream. He was playing quidditch against Ravenclaw but for some reason Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw seeker was on his side. And the other players sort of faded away and -
"Harry! Are you listening to me?" Ron shook him again. "Seriously, Harry, I thought you would have found that amusing."
"Found what amusing?" Hermione was walking towards them with her arms full of parchment and quills and under her arm she was carrying a very heavy, leather-bound book. "Found what amusing, Ron? If your still going on about that incident yesterday, I'll.. I'll." said Hermione going slightly red.
"Come on, Hermione. It wasn't that bad," said Harry who had finally woken up and was trying to neaten himself up about.
"Oh yeah? Well, why don't you try having the contents of a cauldron with the makings of a Swelling Solution in it poured over you?" said Hermione furiously. "Then we'll see how bad it was. And I missed out on a whole night of study because I was up in that hospital wing. Madam Pompfry wouldn't let me bring this book in." she said holding up the book.
"Well, I can see why ," said Ron. The book was practically falling apart and didn't look like it was the most hygienic thing which could be brought into a hospital wing. "Besides, I don't see what good it would have done you anyway."
"Yeah," said Harry, "I mean, your fingers were so swollen you wouldn't have been able to do anything anyway."
"You too are so insensitive," retorted Hermione huffily and with that spread out the parchment, opened her book and began scratching noted with her quill.
Ron looked at Harry and grinned. Then he stood up and said, "Come on, Harry. I'm dying of boredom here. Why don't we go play some quidditch or something?"
"Great weather for playing quidditch," said Hermione cynically.
"The Slytherin's are all having their brooms upgraded so there'll be no one on the field," continued Ron, ignoring Hermione.
"Yeah, okay. I'll go get my Firebolt from the broom shed and I'll meet you there," replied Harry.
"You left your broom in the broom shed? I thought you didn't trust leaving it there?" Hermione looked up from her notes.
"Yeah, but I took it down this morning because we were practicing and I accidentally left it there," said Harry.
And with that he rushed out of the common room. Harry walked hastily to down the corridor and outside towards the broom shed. He had to make sure that his Firebolt was okay. He unlocked the broom shed and let out a sigh of relief. His Firebolt stood dutifully in the corner where he had left it. Harry grabbed it and headed out the door. He then made his way toward the quidditch pitch. He crossed the garden and rounded the corner when he saw a figure across the lake.
Harry looked closer. It was Cho. What the hell was she doing? She was standing at the edge of the lake in this freezing weather. What was she doing..?
Then it hit Harry. "CHO!" he yelled across the lake.
He swung onto his broom, kicked off the ground and flew towards her. "Cho! No! What are you doing!" he reached the other side of the lake and jumped off his broom. He ran to her and pulled her back away from the edge. "Cho."
She turned around and looked up at him. "Harry?" she said softly. Her eyes were faintly red and she was shivering slightly. She turned and looked back at the lake and sunk silently to the ground.
"Come on, let's get out of here," said Harry reaching down to pull her up. He grasped her ice-cold hands and pulled her up. Then he reached down and picked up her robes, slung them over his shoulder and picked up his broom. "Wait."
Well, what do you think? It kinda sux but I was like half asleep when I wrote it. Nad besides, it's my first fanfic (yeah, that's my excuse). Well, feed back would be good. Should I bother uploading chapter 2?
-Emmy
Friend of the Heart
Cho looked across the lake. The sharp wind whipped her hair across her face. Silently she shed her robes, revealing a thin, silver garment underneath and stepped to the edge. And looked down. The water was a deep black. She could see swirls of ink stirring in the water. Cho looked up at the sky but all she saw was a mass of grey cloud and fog. She shivered as a chilly wind blew about her. And she took a step forward .
*******
"Harry! Wake up!" Ron shook his friend.
"Huh?" said Harry groggily as he shook the hair out of his eyes.
Harry was disgruntled at Ron for having woken him up. He had been having a wonderful dream. He was playing quidditch against Ravenclaw but for some reason Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw seeker was on his side. And the other players sort of faded away and -
"Harry! Are you listening to me?" Ron shook him again. "Seriously, Harry, I thought you would have found that amusing."
"Found what amusing?" Hermione was walking towards them with her arms full of parchment and quills and under her arm she was carrying a very heavy, leather-bound book. "Found what amusing, Ron? If your still going on about that incident yesterday, I'll.. I'll." said Hermione going slightly red.
"Come on, Hermione. It wasn't that bad," said Harry who had finally woken up and was trying to neaten himself up about.
"Oh yeah? Well, why don't you try having the contents of a cauldron with the makings of a Swelling Solution in it poured over you?" said Hermione furiously. "Then we'll see how bad it was. And I missed out on a whole night of study because I was up in that hospital wing. Madam Pompfry wouldn't let me bring this book in." she said holding up the book.
"Well, I can see why ," said Ron. The book was practically falling apart and didn't look like it was the most hygienic thing which could be brought into a hospital wing. "Besides, I don't see what good it would have done you anyway."
"Yeah," said Harry, "I mean, your fingers were so swollen you wouldn't have been able to do anything anyway."
"You too are so insensitive," retorted Hermione huffily and with that spread out the parchment, opened her book and began scratching noted with her quill.
Ron looked at Harry and grinned. Then he stood up and said, "Come on, Harry. I'm dying of boredom here. Why don't we go play some quidditch or something?"
"Great weather for playing quidditch," said Hermione cynically.
"The Slytherin's are all having their brooms upgraded so there'll be no one on the field," continued Ron, ignoring Hermione.
"Yeah, okay. I'll go get my Firebolt from the broom shed and I'll meet you there," replied Harry.
"You left your broom in the broom shed? I thought you didn't trust leaving it there?" Hermione looked up from her notes.
"Yeah, but I took it down this morning because we were practicing and I accidentally left it there," said Harry.
And with that he rushed out of the common room. Harry walked hastily to down the corridor and outside towards the broom shed. He had to make sure that his Firebolt was okay. He unlocked the broom shed and let out a sigh of relief. His Firebolt stood dutifully in the corner where he had left it. Harry grabbed it and headed out the door. He then made his way toward the quidditch pitch. He crossed the garden and rounded the corner when he saw a figure across the lake.
Harry looked closer. It was Cho. What the hell was she doing? She was standing at the edge of the lake in this freezing weather. What was she doing..?
Then it hit Harry. "CHO!" he yelled across the lake.
He swung onto his broom, kicked off the ground and flew towards her. "Cho! No! What are you doing!" he reached the other side of the lake and jumped off his broom. He ran to her and pulled her back away from the edge. "Cho."
She turned around and looked up at him. "Harry?" she said softly. Her eyes were faintly red and she was shivering slightly. She turned and looked back at the lake and sunk silently to the ground.
"Come on, let's get out of here," said Harry reaching down to pull her up. He grasped her ice-cold hands and pulled her up. Then he reached down and picked up her robes, slung them over his shoulder and picked up his broom. "Wait."
Well, what do you think? It kinda sux but I was like half asleep when I wrote it. Nad besides, it's my first fanfic (yeah, that's my excuse). Well, feed back would be good. Should I bother uploading chapter 2?
-Emmy