I'm going to introduce quite a few characters into this chapter. Sorry if it gets confusing, but I needed to add them somehow and this was the logical place to do it. Please review this story because I need feedback- I really appreciate the few of you that have reviewed it so far- you've been really encouraging! *Big hugs*
"Alright, you are all free to go now. Someone please escort Miss Chang to her common room." Lestrange shouted above the cheering.
Seamus and Draco appeared on either side of her. "This way please," bowed Seamus, and opened the door for her.
As they walked down the long damp corridors of Voldemort's palace, Cho suddenly asked, "So, Seamus, what made you join?"
"What made you join?" he asked her.
"You know that already."
"Ditto, then." She stared at him.
"Potter's just getting above himself. Everyone adores him for being the one who 'killed' the 'Dark lord', but have things really got any better since then? We have a corrupted Ministry of Magic, which is really no better than Voldemort." Seamus stopped suddenly and faced Cho, his face screwed up in anger, "Do you have any idea what it's like living in a family where one of your parents supports the Ministry, and the other supports Voldemort? Do you? Do you have any idea what it is like having to betray one of your parents? To make a choice like that? Well...I made my choice."
And so have I, thought Cho, but my reasons were selfish. This guy was forced to. Well I suppose we're all fools for love, one way or another.
They reached their common room, and stepped inside. Draco looked back at her, "We don't have passwords to our common rooms. We have nothing to hide from each other. We're all on the same side, after all."
Cho followed him into the room. This wasn't like the others. It was smaller, more homely. It had clearly been decorated by the inhabitants. There were many different tastes there, but they all seemed to mix perfectly with each other. They all had the same feeling- of people who have nowhere else to go.
Several people stood up to greet Cho. Most of them she recognised from Hogwarts, but some were unfamiliar.
One of them approached her and smiled warmly. She had short blonde hair which looked as though it had been dyed far too many times to be good for it, she was tall and slim, and had the air about her of being one who got what she wanted. "Isabel Sirius, from Durmstrang. You can call me Diz- the others do."
"Sirius? You're not a relative of..."
"No, not Sirius Black!" She laughed harshly, "He's a good guy- I wouldn't be related to a good guy."
Cho looked bewildered, "Sirius Black...good...but..."
Draco raised his eyes to the high ceiling, then led her to one side, "I'll explain," he said over his shoulders to the others.
As they walked away Diz approached Seamus, both of them watching Cho shrewdly.
"She's not a stayer is she?" Asked Diz.
"Oh no, but she's an excellent witch. We'll have our use out of her before she returns to the Muggle lovers. She owes Potter a heartache. That'll be when we get to him."
Isabel looked sideways at Seamus, then laughed again. "You scheme too much Finnigan," she said.
"You laugh too much Sirius," he retorted.
When Draco and Cho re-joined them they led her round the Common room, introducing her to everyone. Only two others stuck in Cho's mind though- she knew she would never remember all those names. One dark haired girl- Luisa Favariego (from Venice in Italy, naturally)- looked up suspiciously when Draco said Cho's name. "You are from Hogwarts, ya?"
"Yes" replied Cho, surprised.
"I am from Beauxbatons. I saw you at the Triwizard Tournament. You were with the boy who died."
"Yes," said Cho coldly. She felt tears welling up behind her eyes. She desperately tried to stop herself from crying- she couldn't- not in front of all these people. She looked up desperately at Seamus.
"You're going to have to get used to locking away that heart of yours Chang," he smirked at her, "Don't come running to us for pity, or we might think you have a little too much love in you."
"Yes," interjected Luisa, her accent lingering on the 's', "Too much love for people and Muggles like that fool Dumbledore."
Cho felt their menace, "No," she said, "I'm fine. It's just all a little strange to me at the moment. I'll be better, honestly." Christ if she couldn't make a good impression here where did she have to go?
"It's OK. We understand really" Came a voice from the crowd. She spun round to see a brown haired boy, medium height, with ice blue eyes, pushing his way through his friends, who all obviously had immense respect for him. "Hi," he said, shaking her hand enthusiastically, "I'm Gwynn. I'm from Caerphilly." There was a pause after this statement, during which Cho felt obliged to say something. Breifly she remembered something Cedric had told her about his one trip to Wales, "All a load of sheep shaggers," he had said. Maybe she shouldn't repeat that. "Nice to meet you" she managed, "Wales is very...nice...I've heard."
Gwynn beamed at her. There was another awkward silence. Gwynn smiled hopefully round the group of onlookers.
"We didn't mean to scare you," interjected Diz, "We're all from the same backgrounds you see. And we're a tight knit group of friends. It's hard for us to accept new comers. We have to be certain you're not a spy- come to break up our friendships."
Cho smiled, vaguely hoping that she wasn't smiling in a spy-like manner. Luisa got up and shook hands with her, and immediately the crowd of young Death Eaters was closing in on her, all smiling encouragingly. At last she felt accepted into this strange group. She looked up at Gwynn. He was no longer there.
I apologise for the lack of action in this chapter. If you have any suggestions for the next few chapters then tell me. I would also like to apologise to any Welsh readers. That quote was taken from a particularly offensive friend of mine and was purely there for humour- he didn't mean it and neither do I so please don't flame me!!!
"Alright, you are all free to go now. Someone please escort Miss Chang to her common room." Lestrange shouted above the cheering.
Seamus and Draco appeared on either side of her. "This way please," bowed Seamus, and opened the door for her.
As they walked down the long damp corridors of Voldemort's palace, Cho suddenly asked, "So, Seamus, what made you join?"
"What made you join?" he asked her.
"You know that already."
"Ditto, then." She stared at him.
"Potter's just getting above himself. Everyone adores him for being the one who 'killed' the 'Dark lord', but have things really got any better since then? We have a corrupted Ministry of Magic, which is really no better than Voldemort." Seamus stopped suddenly and faced Cho, his face screwed up in anger, "Do you have any idea what it's like living in a family where one of your parents supports the Ministry, and the other supports Voldemort? Do you? Do you have any idea what it is like having to betray one of your parents? To make a choice like that? Well...I made my choice."
And so have I, thought Cho, but my reasons were selfish. This guy was forced to. Well I suppose we're all fools for love, one way or another.
They reached their common room, and stepped inside. Draco looked back at her, "We don't have passwords to our common rooms. We have nothing to hide from each other. We're all on the same side, after all."
Cho followed him into the room. This wasn't like the others. It was smaller, more homely. It had clearly been decorated by the inhabitants. There were many different tastes there, but they all seemed to mix perfectly with each other. They all had the same feeling- of people who have nowhere else to go.
Several people stood up to greet Cho. Most of them she recognised from Hogwarts, but some were unfamiliar.
One of them approached her and smiled warmly. She had short blonde hair which looked as though it had been dyed far too many times to be good for it, she was tall and slim, and had the air about her of being one who got what she wanted. "Isabel Sirius, from Durmstrang. You can call me Diz- the others do."
"Sirius? You're not a relative of..."
"No, not Sirius Black!" She laughed harshly, "He's a good guy- I wouldn't be related to a good guy."
Cho looked bewildered, "Sirius Black...good...but..."
Draco raised his eyes to the high ceiling, then led her to one side, "I'll explain," he said over his shoulders to the others.
As they walked away Diz approached Seamus, both of them watching Cho shrewdly.
"She's not a stayer is she?" Asked Diz.
"Oh no, but she's an excellent witch. We'll have our use out of her before she returns to the Muggle lovers. She owes Potter a heartache. That'll be when we get to him."
Isabel looked sideways at Seamus, then laughed again. "You scheme too much Finnigan," she said.
"You laugh too much Sirius," he retorted.
When Draco and Cho re-joined them they led her round the Common room, introducing her to everyone. Only two others stuck in Cho's mind though- she knew she would never remember all those names. One dark haired girl- Luisa Favariego (from Venice in Italy, naturally)- looked up suspiciously when Draco said Cho's name. "You are from Hogwarts, ya?"
"Yes" replied Cho, surprised.
"I am from Beauxbatons. I saw you at the Triwizard Tournament. You were with the boy who died."
"Yes," said Cho coldly. She felt tears welling up behind her eyes. She desperately tried to stop herself from crying- she couldn't- not in front of all these people. She looked up desperately at Seamus.
"You're going to have to get used to locking away that heart of yours Chang," he smirked at her, "Don't come running to us for pity, or we might think you have a little too much love in you."
"Yes," interjected Luisa, her accent lingering on the 's', "Too much love for people and Muggles like that fool Dumbledore."
Cho felt their menace, "No," she said, "I'm fine. It's just all a little strange to me at the moment. I'll be better, honestly." Christ if she couldn't make a good impression here where did she have to go?
"It's OK. We understand really" Came a voice from the crowd. She spun round to see a brown haired boy, medium height, with ice blue eyes, pushing his way through his friends, who all obviously had immense respect for him. "Hi," he said, shaking her hand enthusiastically, "I'm Gwynn. I'm from Caerphilly." There was a pause after this statement, during which Cho felt obliged to say something. Breifly she remembered something Cedric had told her about his one trip to Wales, "All a load of sheep shaggers," he had said. Maybe she shouldn't repeat that. "Nice to meet you" she managed, "Wales is very...nice...I've heard."
Gwynn beamed at her. There was another awkward silence. Gwynn smiled hopefully round the group of onlookers.
"We didn't mean to scare you," interjected Diz, "We're all from the same backgrounds you see. And we're a tight knit group of friends. It's hard for us to accept new comers. We have to be certain you're not a spy- come to break up our friendships."
Cho smiled, vaguely hoping that she wasn't smiling in a spy-like manner. Luisa got up and shook hands with her, and immediately the crowd of young Death Eaters was closing in on her, all smiling encouragingly. At last she felt accepted into this strange group. She looked up at Gwynn. He was no longer there.
I apologise for the lack of action in this chapter. If you have any suggestions for the next few chapters then tell me. I would also like to apologise to any Welsh readers. That quote was taken from a particularly offensive friend of mine and was purely there for humour- he didn't mean it and neither do I so please don't flame me!!!