-1What had happened? Within an hours; his happy world has been turned upside down. Voldermort could kill Ginny right now if he wanted to, he could end Harry's entire world by muttering two words. But what about Cho? Harry had to choose, and it was not something Harry was looking forward to.
'Do you think staling will make it any easier? The longer you leave it, the more pain they will suffer' Voldermort ran his fingers along Ginny's arm, leaning in closer to her ear, whispering.
'The longer he takes to decide the longer the suffering will be before I finally kill you, hope you enjoy the Cruciatus curse'
The hatred in Harry's stomach was growing, he knew no matter what he said, he would have to watch as they're murdered, tortured and then it would come to him. The torture, the pain.
'Potter, you're taking your time on such an easy decision. It's simple really; what one would you like to see murdered, tortured? Your parents didn't have the choice ...' Harry cleared his throat, lowering his wand hand, but pointing the tip at Voldermort. He waited until Voldermort had shoved Ginny roughly aside.
'Sectumsempra!' A slash appeared across Voldermort's chest, but no blood. Nothing.
'Who knew Baby Potter knew such dark magic?' Voldermort drew his wand, sneering at Harry, he stepped towards him, pacing slowly then suddenly stopped then they were incredibly close. Voldermort shot his wand at Harry's neck, speaking in a quiet volume with a spiteful tone.
'Do you really think your escapades will save you, or them? You don't use your ears do you, Potter? I see that as you trying to dispose of me ... I think that we need to punish you - show you your not so godly after all' Harry felt his life slipping out of his hands.
Voldermort lashed around, pointed his wand at Ginny and yelled at the top of his voice.
'CRUCIO!' Ginny collapsed to the floor, yelling in agony, her eyes filled with tears. Screaming, and screaming, and screaming louder each time. 'CRUCIO!' The screaming didn't end. Harry couldn't bare the agony inside of burning with every scream. His tears contorted his tears. Cho tugged his sleeve, turning to look at her, she nodded at Harry. Harry understood perfectly.
'STOP! Please, stop hurting her! I've made me decision!' Voldermort stopped shouting torture curses; slowly turning to face Harry, he smiled. Lowering his wand, he walked towards Harry gradually, studying Harry.
'Well, what does Saint Potter see reasonable? Who will Saint Potter condemn to death? What about your little girlfriend? Beautiful long hair she has, do you think she deserves to die? Well?'
'No' Harry said quietly, avoiding Cho's eye, he stared at Voldermort, his hand trembling, his pulse racing.
'Who do you want to die, Potter?' Ginny gathered herself together, looking worryingly at Harry.
'I rather you die -'
'Your little girlfriend of your little friend?'
Harry hesitated, clearing his throat. Looking down at his feet, he took a deep breath.
'but ... I can't live without Ginny'
Voldermort smirked at Harry; his heart pounding.
'Does this mean, you want the girl to die?'
'Yes' Harry couldn't help but feel remorseful; he had handed Cho, an innocent, over to Voldermort. She would suffer the killing curse, she would hate him forever.
'Very well' Voldermort looked at Ginny with hatred; his smile grew wider and wider. This was all part of the plan; step one was completed.
'You owe one of your so-called 'friends' a thank you, Potter. I couldn't have tracked you down by myself' Voldermort continued to walk towards Cho. Harry could feel her heart beating twice as a fast as his. His strides towards her were almost impossible to witness. Harry turned away from her, crying silently to himself. As Voldermort passed his shoulder Harry felt a sudden cold breeze overwhelm his body. Voldermort reached Cho grabbing her shirt, he viciously shoved her to down onto the floor; Cho's whimpers cut Harry like a knife. Harry ran his hand across his forehead, to obscure his view of her.
Cho whimpered on the floor, looking at floor, sobbing. Her black curls were now a mess; her face covered in black smudges, but in spite of all of this, she still looked beautiful.
'I want you to watch this, Potter. You made this possible' Voldermort whispered into Harry's ear; Harry turned his head away instantly. His eyes firmly closed. He felt a cold hand grab his face and turn it towards her, he opened his eyes slowly. 'This is for everything you could be, everything you could do ... I'm not denying your power, you are incredibly gifted if you used your power the right way ... this is for you, Potter' He pointed the wand straight at Cho, Harry could see the tip out of corner of his eye. 'CRUCIO!' Cho's screams louder than before, her body twitching even more; the guilt in Harry's chest seemed to explode. 'CRUCIO!' Her eyes were big and bright despite the torture overwhelming her, maiming her life.
'You could be great, Potter. You and I, do you see what fun it is to kill and torture someone?' Voldermort grinned, laughing gently in Harry's ear. 'You could be great, it's all here in your head ... just imagine holding the wand Harry, saying the curse ... taking the life' Harry couldn't help but think about it; and h a surprisingly good feeling when he imagined taking the life of Lucius Malfoy. 'How does it feel, Harry?'
'It feels ... it feels wonderful' Voldermort grinned yet again, as though feeding Harry with hunger. 'You see ... you could be great ... and if all goes well, you and old Lucius may just well be best friends ...'
'Never' Harry snapped out of his trance, realising where he was and what happening his pain over whelmed him. Something sudden terrified him; his mind scattered and his heart breaking.
'Harry, you're better than this ... don't give in' Ginny pleaded, face drenched in tears, begging. Harry looked at Ginny, longing to touch her, to kiss her.
'Nonsense, look away from the girl, Potter' Harry's couldn't take his eyes off of Ginny, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Suddenly a cold hand forced him to look at Cho once more. Cho, weakened and practically begging for death. Voldermort aimed his wand at her again.
'This is a toast to Harry Potter, The Boy who Lived ... The Chosen One' Harry's heart skipped a beat. 'Here's one you should find familiar ... SECTUMSEMPRA!' Cho was slashed with an invisible sword; her red scarlet blood plastered over the walls, her final scream was ear piercing. The blood soaked in his clothes felt as cold as his heart, the blood splattered over Ginny's face was nothing compared to the sound of Ginny sobbing. Harry's heart sank in his stomach; he knew what was headed his way.
