Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this fic, and yeah, me being
the total Harry-maniac that I am I know that Percy and Cho are way more
than a year apart. But the total purpose of a fic is to make things like
you want them, all right? At least I think it is.
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Cho was being held by Percy. She didn't mind. She was content as it was to be so secure and safe in his muscular arms. She sighed and cuddled closer. They were in the Gryffindor common room. He was sitting in a huge red, squashy easy chair, and she was in his lap. It felt more like he was being a big brother rather than her boyfriend, but she really didn't care. She was still giving off an occasional tear and teensy sob. She couldn't shake the feeling of how very close that had been. If Percy hadn't stood up for her, or if he hadn't been there, or if he had agreed with Oliver, she could be dead or worse by now. Her stomach felt like it was filled with cold lead. She needed comfort.
Percy could sense her need. He pulled her closer. Of course, if anyone happened to look at them right now, they might think more was going on than comforting, but he wouldn't think about that right now. He felt so awful that he had let Oliver go even that far. Cho was still crying. If he had just stopped Oliver and taken that punch he threw at Cho, then she would definitely NOT have been crying now. "Cho, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let him go that far-"
"What? Oh Percy, it's not your fault AT ALL."
"No, I could have prevented all your bruises and-"
"And Oliver would have just come at me a different time, when you weren't there. Believe me. This way, he is NOT going to come after me. You DID severely whip his ass. Just him being petrified for the whole night will be enough."
"But-"
"No buts, Percy."
"Let me finish. I could have taken that punch of his, and you wouldn't be all bruised up, and-"
"And then you and I wouldn't be able to do this." Cho leaned up and softly pressed her mouth onto his lips. He responded gratefully. They both needed to calm down and relax.
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Cho was right about Oliver. He was exceedingly freaked out. The Bloody Baron had been around twice. He was freezing, even with the warm draft of air that was coming through the prefect's bathroom. His bruises had started to really hurt. He definitely needed medical attention, with his face all purple and his knee all black. But there was no way he could get it. Even if he had managed to get de-petrified, he would have to explain to Pomfrey why he was hurt. And what could he say? Percy Weasley beat me up? They would never believe that. And even if they did, they would bring Weasley in to question him, and Weasley would tell them about his attempt to rape Cho. He would have growled in frustration, but he couldn't move his vocal cords. He was resigned to never mess with Cho ever again and to seriously reconsider dating Penelope.
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Penelope was shocked. Oliver Wood had almost raped Cho. She had no idea he could be that vicious. Sure, he had said it was to revenge Penelope, but what kind of revenge was rape? There was no way she could gloat about that. And if he wanted to be all sexual about someone, it should be her, not Cho. After all, she WAS his girlfriend. Was Oliver all he was cracked up to be? After all, she wasn't so sure she wanted to date a guy who would rape a girl, no matter who the girl was. And no matter what the girl had done to her. Penelope sighed. All this for Percy Weasley? Was he really worth all this drama and all these tears? And an attempted rape? She had probably destroyed enough lives by now. She resolved to drop the whole matter and not destroy anyone's life anymore anymore. Life was too precious. This moment was too precious. And the past was worth something, but it was not worth forsaking the future. Even the futures of others. She had at least learned that much from her little vengeful escapade. And she vowed to never do that again. For her sake, if not for others. After all, her shrink had said that being too clingy was her downfall. After the aforesaid shrink had peeled Penelope off him.
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AN: sorry, I just had to put the life-lesson in. I think it shows something. And I may not have learned that lesson very well, but I at least can help others learn it. And sorry again to all the Oliver lovers. It seems that nobody can think of Oliver like that. OK. That's fine with me. I can. I know loads of people can't. But that's all right. And sorry this chapter was really short. Like I said, I had to fit the life- lesson in. And review me please. I need more. I think I'm starting to get addicted to reviews. Even if I only get a few a day. Seriously. You know the plant in the musical Little Shop of Horrors? Well, if you do, I have two words: feed me. Except I mean reviews, not human blood. Which should explain the whole plant thing to people who have no idea what I'm talking about. I think that section of the population is getting bigger everyday .
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho was being held by Percy. She didn't mind. She was content as it was to be so secure and safe in his muscular arms. She sighed and cuddled closer. They were in the Gryffindor common room. He was sitting in a huge red, squashy easy chair, and she was in his lap. It felt more like he was being a big brother rather than her boyfriend, but she really didn't care. She was still giving off an occasional tear and teensy sob. She couldn't shake the feeling of how very close that had been. If Percy hadn't stood up for her, or if he hadn't been there, or if he had agreed with Oliver, she could be dead or worse by now. Her stomach felt like it was filled with cold lead. She needed comfort.
Percy could sense her need. He pulled her closer. Of course, if anyone happened to look at them right now, they might think more was going on than comforting, but he wouldn't think about that right now. He felt so awful that he had let Oliver go even that far. Cho was still crying. If he had just stopped Oliver and taken that punch he threw at Cho, then she would definitely NOT have been crying now. "Cho, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let him go that far-"
"What? Oh Percy, it's not your fault AT ALL."
"No, I could have prevented all your bruises and-"
"And Oliver would have just come at me a different time, when you weren't there. Believe me. This way, he is NOT going to come after me. You DID severely whip his ass. Just him being petrified for the whole night will be enough."
"But-"
"No buts, Percy."
"Let me finish. I could have taken that punch of his, and you wouldn't be all bruised up, and-"
"And then you and I wouldn't be able to do this." Cho leaned up and softly pressed her mouth onto his lips. He responded gratefully. They both needed to calm down and relax.
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Cho was right about Oliver. He was exceedingly freaked out. The Bloody Baron had been around twice. He was freezing, even with the warm draft of air that was coming through the prefect's bathroom. His bruises had started to really hurt. He definitely needed medical attention, with his face all purple and his knee all black. But there was no way he could get it. Even if he had managed to get de-petrified, he would have to explain to Pomfrey why he was hurt. And what could he say? Percy Weasley beat me up? They would never believe that. And even if they did, they would bring Weasley in to question him, and Weasley would tell them about his attempt to rape Cho. He would have growled in frustration, but he couldn't move his vocal cords. He was resigned to never mess with Cho ever again and to seriously reconsider dating Penelope.
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Penelope was shocked. Oliver Wood had almost raped Cho. She had no idea he could be that vicious. Sure, he had said it was to revenge Penelope, but what kind of revenge was rape? There was no way she could gloat about that. And if he wanted to be all sexual about someone, it should be her, not Cho. After all, she WAS his girlfriend. Was Oliver all he was cracked up to be? After all, she wasn't so sure she wanted to date a guy who would rape a girl, no matter who the girl was. And no matter what the girl had done to her. Penelope sighed. All this for Percy Weasley? Was he really worth all this drama and all these tears? And an attempted rape? She had probably destroyed enough lives by now. She resolved to drop the whole matter and not destroy anyone's life anymore anymore. Life was too precious. This moment was too precious. And the past was worth something, but it was not worth forsaking the future. Even the futures of others. She had at least learned that much from her little vengeful escapade. And she vowed to never do that again. For her sake, if not for others. After all, her shrink had said that being too clingy was her downfall. After the aforesaid shrink had peeled Penelope off him.
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AN: sorry, I just had to put the life-lesson in. I think it shows something. And I may not have learned that lesson very well, but I at least can help others learn it. And sorry again to all the Oliver lovers. It seems that nobody can think of Oliver like that. OK. That's fine with me. I can. I know loads of people can't. But that's all right. And sorry this chapter was really short. Like I said, I had to fit the life- lesson in. And review me please. I need more. I think I'm starting to get addicted to reviews. Even if I only get a few a day. Seriously. You know the plant in the musical Little Shop of Horrors? Well, if you do, I have two words: feed me. Except I mean reviews, not human blood. Which should explain the whole plant thing to people who have no idea what I'm talking about. I think that section of the population is getting bigger everyday .