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~Chapter Three: Meeting an Old Friend~

Cho got home, all wet, she knew she needed to take a shower, or else she would definitely be sick, and that would not be great. After that, she went down again, saw the red light on the answer machine was flashing, she went over and pressed "PLAY"

Cho, it's Mom, I have to go back to China, I'm sorry about it. I won't be back until October, you'll have to spend the rest the summer by yourself, and I will leave £500 for you in your bank account. I think it would be enough, it not, just phone me when you need it. Don't forget to do your works. See you at Christmas Break then. Beep!

Normally, she would be happy, freedom, but now, she didn't have any intentions to cheer. She walked back to her room, did her homework, played her piano, clean the very tidy house, and sat down on the coach again. She had done all she can, she used to forget her misery by doing things, but this time, it didn't work.

Still, being alone isn't that bad, at least for Cho. She finally opened the letter and read it:

To my dearest Cho:

If you are reading this letter, which means I'm not here anymore, Professor Trelawney had said that I would be killed or something when I first took Divination, I didn't care about it. But tonight, the night before the third task of the Triwizard Tournament, I felt that the death is coming, so I write this letter, I felt kind of stupid but I wrote it anyway. Well here it goes. I should be dead, I just don't want you to be sad, it's alright, I'm not completely gone, I'm just somewhere else. Get over me and go on, I'll be there watching you, you'll be safe, I'll protect you up there. See you.

Love,
Cedric

Cho cried, the hot salted water ran down her cheeks and splat on the letter. She put the letter back in the envelope carefully and place it on her bedside table.

Cho hadn't eaten lunch, she wasn't hungry, but she certainly needed to buy something for tomorrow's breakfast, so she walked out and headed to Safeway.

Another part of the town…

"DON'T YOU DEAR SAY THAT TO ME, BOY!" roared Uncle Vernon.

"I DON'T CARE." Harry took out his wand, pointing to his uncle.

"YOU CAN'T USE MAGIC OUTSIDE OF THE SCHOOL!"

"DO YOU THINK I STILL CARE?" Harry yelled.

Suddenly, the colour on Uncle Vernon's face changed. "What do you want?"

Harry didn't say anything, he took his trunk and walked out #4, Private Drive. He had enough trouble bugging him, Voldemort was back, and Cedric was dead… He didn't need and wouldn't tolerant the Durselys this summer, he had enough.

He walked into the street, nothing alive in sight, he hoped that the Knight Bus would come, but he knew he won't be that luck today. He started walk to the main streets, where he might find a friend, but he knew it was nearly impossible either.

He had no money, no friend that he could possibly reach, nothing. Just as he about to find a place to sleep, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a familiar figure. He turned at stared at the girl, it was Cho.

"Cho?" He called after the girl, privately wondering if he was daydreaming.

The girl turned, "Harry?"

"It's really you?" Harry asked, not reassured by his eyesight and ears.

"Yeah, Harry, what are you doing here?" Cho asked.

"I got kicked out."

"They kicked you out?"

"Actually, I left, I had enough of them bossing me around, and treat me like a serf." Harry gave a bitter smile.

"I see, you have any place to go?"

"Nope." Harry's heart leaped.

Cho paused but started again, "You wanna go to my house?" Cho asked quietly.

"You're parents…"

"They are over seas." She replied.

"Would you mother want a boy go to your house when you are alone?" Harry knew exactly what a Chinese parent could be like.

"Perhaps not, but she won't know, and if you don't come with me, where will you go then? You can't use magic or anything, and I don't think any bus would lead you to the Burrow." Cho smiled.

"I don't have bus fares either." Harry grinned.

"Come with me then." Harry followed Cho to her house and walked in. Cho set the groceries on the table and turned.

"Harry, you can put your stuff upstairs, second door to the left." Cho smiled.

"Thank you." Harry replied and walked upstairs. It was much, much better than his cupboard. He unpacked his trunk and walked downstairs.

"Have you eaten?" Cho asked as she saw Harry came down.

"Nope, but I'm not really hungry, if you don't want to eat, you don't have to make anything for me." Harry said.

"How do you know I don't want to eat?" Cho asked.

"Well, today, today is Cedric's funeral, isn't it? I thought, I, you, huh." Harry paused. "I wanted to go, but the Durselys won't let me, so…"

"It's alright, I believe Cedric would understand." Her voice was now a tiny whisper.

"Cho, I'm sorry for what had happened." Harry started.

"Harry, it's not your fault, Voldemort killed Cedric, not you." Cho didn't let Harry continue, tears were in her eyes, but she didn't want them out, not in front of Harry.

Harry was shocked by her words. She said his name, only Professor Dumbledore, Sirius, and me had ever said his name. "Thank you for understanding," He paused and started again. "Let them out, it's okay, I know how you feel."

And so Cho let the tears fall, she walked over to Harry, Harry wrapped his arms around her and so did she. Cho knew she could rely on Harry, Harry would understand her, even better than her own mother.

A/N: Okay, just assume that Cho lived near to the Durselys, and just saying, I'm not getting anywhere now, not too fast. Cho's just treating Harry like a good friend or maybe a little brother or something, please don't misunderstand. And of course, please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!