Hi people! Here it is, chapter 2. In this installment, I took a look at Ravenclaw Seeker, Cho Chang. I thought that she always seemed so perfect in the books. But, what if, after Cedric's death, it was all revealed as just an act? In this story, Cho is very self-destructive and very confused about what to do with her feelings of sadness and despair. If this offends anyone, I'm sorry. Its just the way the story came out. Also, I know that Cho's feelings towards Harry aren't discussed. It just didn't seem to fit. Well, I hope you like, and PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! ^_~
P-A-I-N
A Cho Chang Story
Careful now….Steady….Don't let the knife slip…Just a little harder. Push…Cho thought as she stood alone in the girl's bathroom. She had told her friends that she had to pee, and that she would catch up to them later. Then, to make sure they wouldn't come looking for her, she bypassed the ladies' room near the Great Hall and walked three floors up to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. No one ever went there.
A trickle of crimson blood ran up Cho's arm as the tip of the knife penetrated the skin of her left wrist. She had stolen the knife from the kitchens about a month ago, when she was supposedly on a midnight-snack run. It wasn't that Cho wanted to kill herself. No, it was the farthest thing from that. The pain, the adrenaline, made her feel alive. It seemed to bring her mind and body together, if only for a few moments. Ever since Cedric had been murdered, and she had returned to Hogwarts in September, Cho had been hurting herself. It had started with staples; she poked herself in the stomach with them under her desk in History of Magic. It had slowly escalated, until now she was slitting her wrists, alternating right to left, every week. The cuts were never very deep, but they produced the pain and the blood she needed.
Good, good. That feels good….I better get back, the girls should be missing me by now thought Cho. She wiped the blood from her arm and wrist with a few paper towels from the dispenser, then rinsed her hands with warm water from the only sink in that bathroom that worked. She wrapped the knife in an old t-shirt, and then stuck the bundle carefully into her book-bag, cautious not to poke any holes in her textbooks.
She did all of this under the watchful eye of Moaning Myrtle, who never said a word. She just stared at this pretty girl who had been invading her bathroom every week for almost a month and cutting herself. Myrtle could understand what the girl was going through; she had done it herself when she was at Hogwarts. Of course, her goal had been suicide, she just never had the guts to see it through. Cho didn't want to die, but she wasn't that thrilled with life at the moment. She was stuck in some sort of limbo, and thought that the pain would bring her back to join the land of the living again. So far, no luck.
Cho stepped in front of the cracked, foggy mirror to inspect her reflection. Not bad, not bad at all. Lyndsay was right about those circles under my eyes, they went right away after I dropped my Muggle Studies class. Extra classes are not for me. Okay, hair in place? Check. Makeup even? Check. Blood gone? Che- Shit. Why is it bleeding again? Oh well, I'll just…Cho's thoughts trailed off as she grabbed a paper towel, wadded it into a ball, and used it to apply pressure to her wrist. It seemed to work, so she thought nothing more of it as she threw away the paper towel, grabbed her bag, and breezed out of the murky bathroom.
On the walk down to the Great Hall, Cho focused on getting herself into what she disdainfully referred to as her people-mode. She turned her thoughts away from Cedric, her wrist, and her misery and onto Quidditch, homework, and cute boys. She fixed a smile on her face and readied herself to greet her friends. Before stepping into the Hall, she smoothed her hair and applied one last layer of lip gloss. Must be glossy and glittering for my fans she thought as she sauntered leisurely through the doors. Her entrance caught the attention of many boys, from all of the houses. Cho's feminine wiles know no boundaries was one of her best friend, Lyndsay Hunter's favorite sayings. And it was true; Cho had pretty much the entire male student body wrapped around her pretty little finger. Did she care? Absolutely not. It meant nothing. They liked her for her pretty face, shiny hair, and perfectly rounded C-cup breasts. They couldn't care less if she had the personality of a woodchuck.
"Hey babes!" she said in a perky voice as she lowered herself into a seat at the Ravenclaw table right next to Lyndsay. Everyone within hearing distance returned her greeting, all with smiles plastered on their faces. Cho settled herself, pouring herself a glass of pumpkin juice and folding her hands in her lap to hide that cut from anyone who might look down.
"Why on Earth did you take so long?" asked Lyndsay as she grabbed a roll from the basket in the middle of the table.
Cho lied, she was used to it. In the past six months she'd lied to everyone, from Lyndsay to Prof. McGonnagol to her own mother. It came easily. "I just started my period," breathed Cho, so quietly that only Lyndsay could hear.
"Oh, well don't panic now, but I think you need to make another trip to the little girls' room. There's, like, blood all over your robes," Lyndsay replied, her face seemingly torn between amusement and disgust. Cho looked down to see that her friend was right. Her robes were soaked in blood. Cho knew that it had nothing to do with her time of the month, which had finished two weeks ago. Come to think of it, my wrist does feel funny. It hurts, a lot more than before. Oh God, its painful. Cho thought as the searing pain in her arm began to travel all the way up to her shoulder. She felt faint.
"Are you okay? You look…funny," said Lyndsay. Cho shrugged limply in reply, momentarily forgetting the scratch on her wrist. Lyndsay saw it, and immediately grabbed her friend's arm roughly. "Did you do this?!" she asked frantically. Cho, seeing there was no way out of this, nodded. Lyndsay was hurting her, her rough hands causing the pain in her wrist to escalate.
Busted…
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