Summary: Cho's point of view. There are three events that happened between Harry and Cho during that year in Hogwarts from the start of a blooming beginning to the end.

Author's Note: Okay, this my second Harry Potter fan fiction only this time it pairs with Cho. Okay, I know Cho's somewhat technically relationship with Harry didn't last too long. But hey, I'll write this anyway because I wanted to write a Harry/Cho fan fiction story for myself. Anyways, I don't own the characters or the Wizarding World. I'm just a fan fiction writer that expresses in many ways.

Closure

Chapter 1: A New Kind Of Feeling

Closure, I forgot what that used to feel like. Maybe it's because my bright feelings died along with him. Cedric, the boy I used to be with before he was murdered. Cedric was the boy who became my first crush in my fifth year. Cedric was the boy who showed me that the world is not always cold and cruel. But now that he's gone, I feel that the relationship between us was long gone. It was blown away like a relief after the storm, except it's the other way around. The storm came after the light shines upon me one last time.

Why Cedric? Why is it time for you to go? We didn't even get together for very long. Why didn't I stop you from going into your cruel fate? Why didn't I tell you how I really felt about you? Why didn't I give you at least a kiss on the cheek or that warmth embrace we used to have before going through that maze? It's the maze that leads to the end your life instead of a light at the end of the tunnel. Only screams and cries of sorrow reached within my ears instead of the cheers I've been expecting.

I sighed as I remembered that fateful day when grim reaper had taken its strike on him. From the moment I saw from the stadium below that day, I knew I felt a bad vibration when I saw him collapsed with a dead body. At first, I wasn't sure what just happened. There were so many people in the crowd, Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang students alike. They were a few seconds of cheering and students dancing out of their seats. But then when I heard an earsplitting scream from the Beauxbatons champion, it didn't sound pleasant.

That's when I believed the darkness clouded above our heads. Why did everyone stop cheering? Why is it replaced with cries of panic and fear? There should have been cheering and celebrating filling the area. So, I decided to investigate why everyone's acting about. When I got closer, I regretted ever to see what I witnessed before my dark brown eyes. I gasped as I shed tears when I get a closer look. That dead body was the boy that used to have that spark in his eyes. That boy was Cedric Diggory, now lain dead on the grass. His once cream colored skin was now replaced with a pale deadly ghost like; his eyes had a hollow and frightened look.

No, this can't be happening! Cedric, the guy one I once knew, was dead. I tried to look away, trying to believe it was all just a crazy nightmare. My stomach twisted in a knot, binding me inside with pain. It can't be real! It just can't be true! Say it isn't so! Wake up, I screamed. Wake up, please! You're only dreaming this!

I kept repeating these words over and over again, shaking my head. I shut my eyes, counting to three in a whisper. Maybe once these images disappear, I'll actually know I'm dreaming all this. Maybe then, I might find myself sleeping in my dorm and that the third task didn't happen yet. Well, when I counted to three, I opened my eyes hoping that my fact was true. Unfortunately, my wishes weren't exactly as I wanted when my eyes came into focus. Giving in, I realized there's a difference from reality and dreams. Dreams can easily go away whether they're bad or not, changing it whatever you like. Reality, on the other hand, are not repaired or mended like a wound.

I watched as everyone in the DA practiced their spells, laughter glowing in each face. I had to admit that I envy them. How could they be so cheerful when there's a war approaching? How come I can't share the same feeling everyone has?

As days go by, I was surprised that the DA has reached to its last day of meeting before Christmas break starts. I sadly entered the Room of Requirement with my friend Marietta. She tried cheering me up by pointing at the decorations that teachers placed in the school. But none it mattered to me at all without Cedric. I was still mourning over Cedric after what happened last year. I can never forget how it disturbed me. How his features no longer look confident in the eyes. How it haunted me when I saw that sickened image flashing in front of me like it's tormenting me. How it gave me the shivers when I replayed it in my dreams…

"Hey, Cho… are you all right?"

"What?" I muttered.

I shook my head, pushing the horrible image away to the back of my mind. I seem to awaken from my thoughts when I noticed the person for the first time. I was looking directly, right before me, was none other than Harry Potter. Harry… the boy who was part of the Triwizard Tournament with Cedric. Harry, who was the boy who witness Cedric's death and rumored that he faced You-Know-Who during that time. Harry, who was supposed to be savior of the Wizarding World, seems to be talking to me. He was speaking in a concerned, yet soft whisper of a voice.

My world seems to be turning, spiraling in a whirl of colors. I felt sudden warmth inside me that hasn't been blossomed in days. It feels like… when Cedric was around me… except only with a different kind of feeling… What kind of feeling is this?

I searched underneath his glasses into his bright green attractive eyes, trying to find the answer to this puzzled question that I wanted to explore. Wait a minute… Did I just mention that he has attractive eyes? Where did that thought come from? I shook my head again. What is wrong with me today? Why am I acting like this when I'm supposed to be mourning over Cedric?

And yet, I can't help but stare at Harry. The way his eyes kept staring at me, pulling me in a trace like. I can only describe that I just feel so lost in them… There's something different about him, but I just don't know what. I gently placed my hand where my heart was located. My eyes widened with amazement and shock. It was beating like mad, pumping faster and faster.

"Cho, are you okay?" he whispered. I bit my lip as I watched his lips move with each word he spoke. "You don't look so good. Are you feeling ill?"

Oh, no! What should I say? I feel so stupid standing in front of Harry like this. No, please… This can't be what I think this feeling is! As Harry stepped closer to me, my heart gave a quick jolt. No, I won't let my heart take over me, not this time. I have a boyfriend… Well, I had a boyfriend and he's long gone… This means… Oh god… I'm wide open and I can't stop him. My eyes flickered left and right, trying to find a way to escape this mess. I tried to attempt to move my body, but my feet were rooted to the spot.

"I… um…"

I'm stuttering. I can't believe I'm stuttering! This never happened before when I was with Cedric. What's wrong with me? Why am I acting shy around Harry? Maybe…

Just as I wanted to explore further into his features, his friends appear along with the other DA members. I sighed in relief as Harry walked away from me and turned quickly to greet them. Well, it was close… Too close, in fact.

"Okay, I thought that today's meeting we're going to review the spells we've done since the beginning," I heard Harry announced to us. "Well, because since holidays are coming, I'm planning on starting to teach the new spells for next year."

"What? We're not doing anything new?" a boy named Zacharias grunted with a snort. "Well, if I'd known that, I wouldn't have come…"

"Oh, we're all really sorry Harry didn't tell you, then," snapped Fred at him.

I heard some DA sniggered at this and I laughed along with them. When I saw Harry looking at my direction, I stopped to control my giggles. I immediately turned away, feeling myself blush a hint of pink in my cheeks. He must have done the same thing because I took a quick glance at his face when he walked away. Wow, from the looks of things, his cheeks were turning red. Gee, he looks so adorable acting sweet and quiet like. Then, I noticed a snap of fingers in my face.

"Hey, Cho quit spacing out like that! We're supposed to be practicing, remember?"

"Oh, right… Sorry, Marietta," I mumbled as I pulled out my wand from my robes.

I pretended to positioned myself to our usual spot in the Room of Requirement. When I turned to face her, I gripped my wand tightly. Okay, I got to stop doing that! Okay, I must promise not to think about Harry… I mustn't think of him… I mustn't think of him…

Oh, no! Harry's coming this way! What should I do? Okay, stay cool. Don't panic.

Harry came to our side of the room, watching us practice the Protego spell. I narrowed my eyes, concentrating on the spell that Marietta was going to perform at me. Wait for it… Wait for it…

"Impedimenta!"

"Protego," I cried as the successful spell surrounded me in sphere, rebounding Marietta's.

Marietta squeaked and duck down to dodge the stunning spell. I beamed with pride. It was the first time in days that I finally improved on at least one spell. Harry then nodded in approval, making me give him a smile in return. He blushed and then headed to find what the other members is progressing on.

Marietta raised her eyebrows at me as she rose herself from the floor. She brushed her skirt, looking at me impressed. "Wow, Cho, you're really getting better at this! Is it because of Harry, I wonder?"

I gave my friend a playful swat on the shoulder. "Marietta, you're embarrassing me! I'm not having a crush on Harry, alright?"

Marietta rolled her eyes at me. "Sure, whatever you say, Cho."

"Okay, that's enough for today! You're getting really good! I promise, when we come back, we'll start learning the advanced stuff."

The room was ringed with clapping and cheering for him, making Harry smile warmly at us. Wow, I wish Cedric was here to see this. Cedric…

I melt a tug on the sleeve of my sweater. "Hey, Cho, let's go!"

"No, you go on," I whispered softly, trying to avoid her. "I'll see you later, Marietta." I forcefully wiped the tears clinging to my eyes. "I just wanted to be alone for awhile."

"Are you okay, Cho? Is there something on your mind?"

I turned to look at her so she can see me weeping. "Marietta, please…"

She softens her features and released me, nodding in understanding. She grabbed her sack and slung it over her shoulder.

"I'll see you later then," she muttered as she gave a comforting smile at me.

"Thanks, Marietta."

She waved in return as she walked away with the others, heading towards the double doors. When the doors closed with soft thud, I started sniffling as I pulled out a picture. It was a moving picture of Cedric and me when we were together in the Yule Ball. It shows Cedric was kissing me on the cheek. I was back then laughing and blushing, placing my arms around his neck. Oh, how happy that day was… But now all that is in the past and now he's gone. I wept silently as I caressed the photo in my hands. I then placed it away as I heard footsteps approaching to my direction.

"What's up?"

I looked up to see who it was. Once again, it was Harry. He gave me a confused and questioning stare. Those eyes… Those bright green eyes of his were reflecting me weeping. Oh, no! I'm sobbing again! This time, I'm weeping in front of Harry. God, this is embarrassing! Can this day get any worse?

I shook my head as I wiped my eyes again with my sleeve. Oh, what does it matter anymore? "I'm – sorry. I suppose… it's just… learning all this stuff… It just makes me… wonder whether… if he'd known it all… he'd still be alive…"

I watched Harry shifted uncomfortably. He looks like he knows what I hinted of whom that I wanted to talk about.

He sighed as he sat down onto the nearest cushion. "He did know this stuff. He was really good at it, or he could never have got to the middle of that maze. But if Voldemort really wants to kill you, you don't stand a chance."

I hiccupped at the sound of the name. I didn't bother to flinch or gasp because I'm still weeping miserably over Cedric. Plus, I admire his bravery for saying the name without fear.

I swallowed as I gave all my courage to speak again. My voice was above a whisper. "You survived when you were just a baby."

I saw him got up, approaching toward the doors. No, please don't leave me… "Yeah, well… I dunno why, nor does anyone else, so it's nothing to be proud of."

I noticed him placing his hand on the surface of the door, ready to leave. I didn't know what caused me to speak up nor do I understand what's got into me next. All I know is that I needed someone to comfort me and I couldn't stand being alone.

"Oh, don't go!" He turned to face me again, raising his eyebrows. "I'm really sorry to get all upset like this… I didn't mean to…"

I hiccupped again as I rubbed my sore eyes against my sleeve. I bet my eyes were puffy and red from sobbing. Yes, I can admit that I cry like a child at times, but what else can I do?

Truthfully, I've been holding the sorrows about him inside me over the summer. I even hide it from my parents so they won't question me. Even when I first came to the school, my friends were never that reliable when it comes to cheering me up. They just don't understand the burden I kept holding inside. But how is it so easy to talk to Harry, I would never know nor cared. I just wanted the burden lifted from me.

"I know it must be horrible for you. Why am I mentioning Cedric, when you saw him died?" I choked as I felt a lump hitting in my throat as I mentioned his name. "I supposed you just wanted to forget about it…"

Harry remained silent, standing now away from the doors. I let smile curl up in my lips as I continued. "You're r-really good teacher, you know. I've never been able to stun anything before."

"Thanks," was all he muttered.

I lifted my head up to see that he's no longer distance away from me. He probably must have had the courage to get closer to me. His green eyes were searching into mine. I felt a strange loving sensation filling inside me. I wasn't sure where it came from, but for once I didn't mind it was in me. It's like Harry became the ray of hope that I was so desperately longing to have. He was the one that would save me from this misery that's hurting me. Maybe… Maybe moving on without Cedric in my life wouldn't be so bad after all. Besides, Cedric wouldn't want me to weep over him for the rest of my life, right?

Somehow, a little mistletoe sprouted over our heads. We both blushed hard on our cheeks. The atmosphere in the Room of Requirement seemed to get a lot warmer than usual.

"Mistletoe," I whispered, pointing at the plant over our heads.

"Yeah," said Harry hoarsely. He licked his lips nervously. "It's probably full of nargles, though."

"What are nargles?" My eyes were starting to get hazy.

I watched I focused upon his lips. He licked his lips again as I came closer to his face. Each word seemed to give me a sudden urge…

"No idea," he mouthed, trying to back away. I gave another step closer to him. So, could he possibly like me? "You'd have to ask Loony. Luna, I mean."

I gave a little sob and a giggle as I approached him a few more inches, closing the gap that was there before. I never was this close to Harry before, especially Cedric. Cedric always gave me a kiss on a cheek when he was around. I wonder what it feels like when I…

I let my heart take over me, not even hesitating to regret what I'm saying. "I really like you, Harry."

I closed my watery eyes and made contact with his lips. There was a warm feeling in my body as I released his lips. He smiled at me sheepishly, his bright green eyes sparkling behind his glasses. I smiled back as the tears keep shedding from my eyes. They weren't the tears of sorrow, but they are tears of happiness. Is this what I've been missing? Is this what my heart's been telling me all this time? That I really need this? He wrapped his arms around my waist, bringing his lips back to mine. This time, it was more of passionate kind of kiss than a nervous one. That warmth feeling return to my lips again as he hold me in his embrace, bringing my arms around his neck.

"I really like you too," he whispered as he released the kiss.

I blinked and giggled up at him as he wiped the tears from my eyes, nuzzling my nose. This was the closure that I never had with Cedric. This was what I was missing all along.