Disclaimer: Everything you see here belongs to J.K. Rowling except my fingers which are so tired from typing and now my brain which is so tired of thinking.

For those readers that are starting Chapter 3 and wondering where the hell I am at, I posted the real Chapter 2, so if you dont understand where you are go back to chapter 2. I am also planning to make this a novel-type fic, so if your wondering about the pairing, don't worry we have a long way to go. I might even make this the first part of a trilogy, it all depends on how everyone likes my story. Well thanks again of the reviews, keep them coming...if you have a question or something to point out, just post them on the review board. Also, my title for this fic is something i just came up with, so if this story does not have any spiritual force...or something like it...sorry...but i will try to incorporate it.

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Chapter 3

A Hidden Talent

"Cho!" yelled Mrs. Chang. "Your Grandpa is dying to see you."

How long has it been since I've seen my grandfather? Since they moved here from China last year, I haven't had the chance to see him or even my uncle John. With school and the death of Cedric, who was someone I deeply cared for, I haven't been myself. I couldn't face grandfather because he was always able to see right through me.

Cho knew exactly what he would say. "Child, you must let go of the past, it will only hinder your sight of your future."

But I can't let go, I won't let go yet. I am not sure I'm ready to let go. I want to remember each and every single detail of him. His blue eyes that I could drown in and his embrace that would send shivers down my spine. I won't let any of them, even my grandfather, make me forget Him.

Cho laid down were pen and closed her journal. The same journal that she has been writing since her arrival at Hogwarts. It contained her deepest secrets and desires. It contained the joys of learning magic and making new friends. Her happiness on making the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Even her ten O.W.L.S that she received, but her happiness was short lived. She would turn back to the pages of her fifth year. She notice all the pages filled with "Cedric this" and "Cedric that." She was never a person that was "too into" themselves, but she knew that she was popular and some guys liked her. But Cedric was different, he saw pass my appearance and liked me for me.

Cho sat down in front of her Dresser which held pictures of her fellow Ravenclaw friends, waving at her smiling. Then there was one picture of Cedric, the only one she had of him. She planned to have more before the start of her sixth year at Hogwarts because she decided she was going to spend the whole summer with Cedric. They would have had many opportunities to take as many pictures as they wanted.

As she looked into the mirror, she could imagine her friends not recognizing her. She had changed her appearance by cutting her long silky black hair which before reached her waist and now its slightly hovered above her shoulders. The hair that she cut she kept it in a golden box, under her bed. It used to contain a teddy bear that Cedric gave her for Christmas. It was magically enhanced by Cedric, to hug her whenever he was thinking of her. It now just sits in her room, very silent and still.

She kept her hair because it was one of the things that Cedric loved to play with. He would run his fingers through my hair, telling me how much he loved how soft it was. She also dyed her hair, only the tips, and colored them blue to match her house color. She tried desperately to get away from the image which Cedric fell in love with, but she couldn't, whatever she did, however much she changed. Once she looked into the mirror, she saw him.

Knowing full well that her grandfather would be waiting for her, she turned away from the mirror and went down stairs.

"Here take this to you Grandfather," Mrs. Chang handed her daughter a package containing sushi made from the fish of their market, Ahi and Ebi rolls, my grandfathers favorite. "You do know where it is?" Cho nodded. "Do you want me to drop you off?"

Reluctantly Cho said "No I'll walk, I think the sun and the air would do me some good."

As Cho turned to leave, "and Mom, thank you."

"I know dear, I know." she gave her daughter a warm embrace. I love my mom. She would always tell me school first and you can find a boyfriend after you graduate. But she knew that this was different. She know I needed time and space after what happened.

As Cho walked through the crowded streets many thoughts traveled in and out of her mind. As she headed down towards her grandfathers gym, she felt time fly by and then, before she knew it, she was at the door. Cho's heart filled with joy at the sight of her Grandfather. The pillar of strength in our family she thought. All thoughts of sorrow left he mind, a burden lifted from her shoulders as she saw a scrawny old man who was so strong but was so gentle. You can hug him like a stuff animal. Which she did and then she turned around to apologize to the student for her rudeness.

She saw him. The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again who was responsible for the The-Boyfriend-That-Died.

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"Granddaughter meet Grasshopper. His name is...."

"Harry!" screamed Cho and quickly covered her gapping mouth.

"That's right Harry...um...you know him?" ask the confused Grandfather.

"Cho?" He had to look twice before recognizing her because she looked completely different than the last time he saw her, which was the last day of school. Her hair was shorter and the ends were blue. But he noticed something with her eyes. They contained the same shadow of death that loomed over him not to long ago. All his feeling of remorse that were pushed aside to the back of his head, came back with a sudden rush. He hoped to have the whole summer to think and practice what he was going to say, but now he had no time.

"He goes to my school grandfather..." Harry could see tears starting to form on her face. "Grandfather, if you'll excuse me." as she started to run off.

"No, no my dear, you know that I have taught you to confront your problems. If you run away it will only make matters worse." said Sifu Chow.

"But Grandfather you just don't understand..." cried Cho.

"I may not know what the problem is, but I know a solution!" A wide grin developed on the face on Sifu Chow. "The best way to let go of pent up emotions is to spar, ask your Uncle, he know all about releasing anger."

Harry looked shocked at the conversation between Sifu Chow and Cho. Don't I get a say in this.

"Yes Grandfather" Cho said as she turned to give Harry a glare. The tears that were there before were completely gone.

"But Sifu, I can't fight her, she a..."

Harry's comment only enraged her even more. "A WHAT? A GIRL? You better go and get ready MISTER HARRY POTTER!" With that, she turned and ran towards the dressing room.

Harry turned to Sifu Chow, "But Sifu, I can't fight her!" Harry tried to explain.

"What going on here?" John asked as he joined the conversation.

"It seems that our young Harry here is going to have his first sparring lesson!" Sifu clasped his hands with excitement.

"With WHO?" John asked.

"Cho" Harry muttered staring at the ground.

"How do you know my niece?"

"We go to the same school."

"I thought you go to..." He looked at Harry with a confused expression. "Oh...That School, no wonder you were hesitant when I asked you."

"You know about HOG..." Harry stopped and realized some of the other students watching. "I mean you know about THE school?" he whispered.

"Well, yeah..."

"GRANDFATHER!" yelled Cho "Do you have a shirt I could wear?!"

"Top drawer dear." he yelled back at her and turned to John.

"John, you can sit on Harry's corner, alright?"

"Yes Father." He grabbed Harry by the shoulders and took him towards the ring.

"John, I am sorry for misleading..." he tried to explain.

"Don't worry about it, I understand. I know that you have to keep that school a secret, but we need to talk about the fight."

"I know, how can Sifu match me up with a girl!"

"Ha, Ha. If that's what your worried about than you gonna have a long day ahead of you."

"Why?" Harry looked at John, confused.

"You don't believe that just because she's a girl that my father spoiled her with gifts and girly things?!"

"Well, I thought..."

"You thought wrong. My father didn't want his precious little granddaughter walking down the streets defenseless. When my brother and his family

lived with us, my father taught all of us Kung-Fu, the whole family. He taught Cho for three years straight before they moved here"

"WHAT, but I have been only in class for seven days!"

"Well you got to learn sometime." He stuffed the head gear on Harry's head.

"Put these pads on." John threw Harry a pair of white shin pads and went back to look for some other equipment. What am I getting myself into? Harry thought as he slipped on the shin pads. I should feel sorry for Cho, but I feel sorry for myself. Here I am getting ready to get my arse kicked by someone I once had a crush on. John returned with wrist wraps.

"I don't think I can do this!" said Harry as John continued to wrap his wrists.

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

"Yeah, right. Like your gonna help me beat up your little niece?" Harry asked in a sarcastic tone.

"Well, if your gonna put it that way..." John stopped what he was doing.

"Wait...I'm sorry, it's just...i''m just so nervous. I'm here, waiting for some veteran in the ring, who wants to kick my arse."

"Why is that?"

"It's a long story. Any advise?" Harry looked at John, waiting for him to say "STOP the fight, Harry ain't ready." But he waited with no avail.

"Okay, Cho likes all that flashy and fancy stuff. You know the second forms that you learning right now?" Harry nodded.

"The crescent kicks and the circular hand movements?"

"Yeah, I remember them." Harry's legs started to tremble.

"She likes to incorporate those moves when she fights. The best offense is a good defense. Stick to your straight punches and your low sweeps, all your first form moves that you learned already. Let her make the first mistake, she always leaves her self open when she tries those high risk moves, but if you get hit, you'll know." He reached for Harry's glasses.

"No, leave them on, I can't see without them."

"But..."

"How can I fight her, if I can't see?" Harry tried to explain.

"Okay, but don't tell me later that I didn't warn you!"

Cho stepped out of the dressing room, Dress to kill, literally. She walked into the ring and gave Harry a serious glare. Oh Boy! I'm in trouble.

As many of the advance students gathered around the ring to watch. "This match will be three rounds, two minutes each. No elbow allowed. Everything else is legal. I will referee the match." stated Sifu Chow. He walked to the middle of the ring. "Fight!"

Harry was surprised, What! It already started. He turned to John, "What about gloves?!" he yelled at him in panic.

"What do you think those things on your wrist are for?" John said with a grin on his face.

"But they have no padding!"

"Harry, turn around!"

"What?" As Harry turned, he barely had enough time to dodge Cho's right hand, but not enough to miss her left hand that followed. "POW" Bells started to ring in his head. He quickly shook it off and backed away. "Cho, I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

"Shut up" she muttered and went for a high left spin kick, which he ducked under. Man, she is going for the kill. Remember what John said, defense. She followed it with a right sweep. Harry's mind was racing, he was too worried of getting hit, he didn't even bother to attack. Left, Right, Left, Right she continued her assault. Harry was lucky enough to dodge all them. She backed away and changed stances. The Tiger Stance. Know for it's lightning quick speed up close but its weak long range attacks, so I keep my distance, I should be fine.

He notices the rage in her eyes at the begging of the match was gone and pure concentration was left. He could feel her aura that surrounded her expand and before Harry realized she pounced. She quickly closed the gap between them and her fury of attacks, were widely thrown punches and he had no problem dodging them. She spent three years to fight like this, wait. He thought and then he notices something. oh boy. Before Harry could realized that he was being set up, she landed a double palm strike into his chest. It felt like a truck had just slammed him right in the chest which flew him across the ring. His back hit the ropes and then he fell on one knee. I can't breath. No one has ever hit me that hard. He tried to gasp for air but his body would let him.

"One, Two, Three..." He could barely make out the numbers Sifu Chow was saying. "Ding" Damn, I was saved by the bell.

He finally managed to take a deep breath and mustered enough energy to walk to his corner.

"She's good isn't she?"

"Too good" Harry said exhausted.

"Well it's your fault!"

"My fault"

"Yeah, what are you doing in there? All you did was dodged. You never threw a single punch, she left herself open so many times, she doesn't even know she's doing it."

"But I can't"

"Don't worry she's a big girl and knowing her she'll respect you even more." Harry looked across the ring and saw her starring at him, her eyes were out for blood and wanting death.

"She'll switch to crane stance this round knowing that she's got you on the ropes, this will give you a good chance to counter, remember Harry, sidestep and counter."

DING

Damn that bell. Now I got to go in the ring again,

Still having a hard time breathing correctly, Harry got up and prepared himself for another onslaught. He looked across the ring and saw her switch her stances. Just like John said. I've got to watch for an opening. The crane stance weakness is in its lack of low attack defense. If I constantly attack her legs, she won't be able to block.

Harry tried a low roundhouse, which she easily hopped over. Well throw that idea out the window. I've got to try and keep her off balance Harry thought. Just then, Cho tried a high roundhouse which he ducked under and then. There, there's the opening I was waiting for, once he saw her back turn to come around, he did a reverse leg sweep that thrown her to the matt. "YEAH" yelled John in Harry's corner. He continued his attack with an axe kick but she managed to roll away. With one fluid motion, she flipped to her feet and threw a right hand palm strike towards his mid-section. With basic arm block, he was able to force away her hand but he never saw what was coming next. She was able to use the momentum of his block, and she did a reverse-spin heel kick that connected to the back of his head. "POW" and then every thing suddenly faded to black.

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"But it wasn't his fault" said a familiar voice.

"I know Grandfather, its just when I saw him, I just got so emotional."

"I know dear, I know" Harry recognize the voice to be Sifu Chow and Cho. He tried to open his eyes, but they felt so heavy. He sat up and tried to make out the two people standing by him, but it was all a blurry mess. He touched his face and notice he didn't have his glasses on, but there was something else. Five bandages around his eyes and his face. I don't remember getting hit in the face he thought. "Where's my glasses?" he asked.

"Oh, Harry I am so sorry." Cho cried walking towards the bed and sat down on the chair beside him.

"No Cho, I'm sorry. It was my fault and I deserve this."

"No, you don't. Your one of the bravest people I know and you would have never did anything to hurt Cedric. He even told me how you helped him out for the first task."

With the mention of his name, Harry couldn't help but feel responsible. If I just took the cup, instead of being a stupid prat and offer Cedric a tie, he would still be alive. "Oh...he told you about that?" He said while staring at his feet.

"Mister Harry Potter, look at me." Harry raised his eyes and looked at the seriousness in her eyes. "I don't blame you, no one blames you and if I hear that your blaming yourself about Cedric's death, I'm gonna kick your ass again!" she said with a smile on her face.

"Oh really, I think I am entitled for a rematch."

"Your ON! Friends?" Offering her hand.

"Friends" Harry shook her had in a business-type fashion.

"Plus, I had so much fun, I never sparred for a long time" she exclaimed, showing the whiteness of her teeth.

"Well, at least on of us had fun" he said sarcastically. He looked around and notices that he was not in the gym anymore. "Where am I?"

"You're at our family eye doctor" said Sifu Chow. "When you hit the matt. Your glasses broke so we came here to fix it. Also, I ordered you some contacts."

"Contacts? I don't need contacts." said Harry.

"Yes, you are. Did you feel your bandages on your face?" Harry touched his face again. "When you fell, the glass shattered and cut your face. If I'm going to start your sparring lessons tomorrow, I'll need you to wear contacts." explained Sifu Chow.

He nodded in agreement, "I had another question, You know when I was hit with the double palm strike, it felt like another force slammed into my chest."

"Cho, It was you who threw the punch, you can explained it." He motioned Cho to talk.

"Well, you know how Hogwarts is a European Magic School as well as Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. There are also American Magic Schools..."

"So there are Chinese Magic Schools also?" Harry asked.

"Well, kind of...I don't know how to explain it, Grandfather?"

"Harry, the European and American schools, like Hogwarts, use wands to channel their magic and project them, like Hexs and Charms. In Chinese Magic School, instead of projecting them outside our body, we teach students to keep the magic inside the body and focus it on one point. For example, when I throw a punch." Harry saw Sifu Chow close his eyes and suddenly threw a punch, "HIYA." BOOM, a sonic wave filled the room, strong enough, that Harry could feel pressure on his chest.

"Imagine what it feels like up close." Cho said to him as Harry's mouth dropped. He looked at his Sifu, who was such a tiny old man, but has all that power.

"It takes along time to learn how to channel your CHI into one move. Your mind must be very focused, even I need a second to prepare." As he finished his sentence the Optometrist walked into the room.

"Well Mr. Potter, here are your glasses and a one year supply of contacts, remember now, change them every two weeks." Harry nodded.

"Come on Harry, we'll drop you off" said Cho as she followed her grandfather out of the room.

But all Harry could think of was WOW.

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Well Chapter 3 is now in the books. Hoped you liked it enough to write a Review. Keep them coming people.

Chapter 4

What happen to Ron and Hermione? Will they ever show up in this fic? And what about that stupid old guy, whats up with him?

COMEBACK AGAIN AND HOPEFULLY I CAN FIND OUT MYSELF

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