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SPOILERS to DEATHLY HALLOWS
Prologue;;
"I saw you- how could you?" Cho Chang asked, her voice quivering from her unsteady nerves and shaking body, her slender figure accompanied by the pale complexion of her skin, she truly looked sickly, but the young death eater that stood in front of her was beyond sickly looking, nearly death seemed to hover over him. The insides of Cho's stomach lurched with every move or sound that echoed through the stilled deserted hall. Harry Potter and the other's were hiding in the run down cellar they had been hiding in, she had slipped out when Harry was quick to go into the Ravenclaw's House tower, seeing as she was objected to see him through, another excuse was to scan their surroundings of the Halls to get a quick escaped, yet Cho had other thoughts in her mind.
"Don't have time now Cho, I'm sorry, They will kill me and my family, now go before they suspect you of being a traitor!" Draco Malfoy hissed, shoving the small thin hands of the girl that held his utmost emotions and desires for away, Cho looked at Draco as if she were to cry, but it had been so long since she had shed a tear. The war had altered everyone and Cho chang was no longer the blubbering young innocent girl she once was, no instead she was stronger, wiser, and above all, she was in love with a Death Eater, and not just any. Cho Chang was in love with Draco Lucius Malfoy, the youngest Death Eater, and the largest threat to the students of Hogwarts.
"You- You filthy git, I don't understand how you can be so cold hearted towards me, care for yourself! Your mother and Father already have death upon their heads, redeem yourself, help Harry Potter! Something!" Cho grabbed a fistful of Draco's robes quickly, making Draco's eyes flash with such intense anger and resentment, until he remembered through the reign of hatred towards the war, whom he was currently setting his eyes upon.
"Cho, just go- I promise, remember what I promised, I shall keep that promise, now please, go be safe." The stifled begging of Draco's made Cho's eye gleam with a stubborn tear that she willed to keep inside. "I do not want to be a widow Draco." She stated softly letting go of Draco's robes, he glanced over her longingly before his robes turned making the sound of the wind, his footsteps scarce as his long legs carried him out into a sprint around the corner.
The slender figured Scottish Asian ethnic young lady stood in the middle of the deserted charms corridor, her hand still hung out as if reaching the faint idea of Draco Malfoy, her hand began to retreat to her side, and the silver polished ring caught the moon light, it's diamond castled a bright glow before Cho pulled her hand into her other holding both to her chest, as if clutching her heart.