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Doby: Thanks for the review.

sew2100: Sorry, changed my idea, sorry.

Kelley: Real love, hey? Nah, they'll stay clean, hehe.

Princess Tigerlily: Yeah, I know, Harry was being a little too smart on the piano thing. And I am quite like Cho, too (or you) , piano, math tests, science projects… Hehe, that's life, I learned to live with it. No other choice.

I ThInK I FeLL: Yeah, it would be different if I cross the line, but… o well, didn't feel like writing that kind of things. Hehe. Sorry.

Professor Larsen: Maybe.

Cozboz: Yeah, very true, we'll see.

John Black: Thanks for the review.

A/N: Well, I decided keep the love clean, tried something inappropriate in 'Impossible Love', and I don't think that wasn't very success. So, they'll stay innocent.

~Chapter Seventeen: A Beautiful Memory~

Finally, Cho pulled away, "Thank you." She whispered.

"It was no problem." Harry whispered back and kissed her forehead. A single tear rolled down. Cho sat up and gazed into his eyes, the eyes that were no longer brilliant but gaunt. He met her gaze, she felt she was in so much agony, in so much pain. She didn't want to see Harry like this. Moisture too, filled her eyes. She tried not to cry, but the uncontrollable tears fell anyways. Harry wiped her tears away. "Cho, don't cry. It'll be alright; I will be alright; we will be alright."

Cho nodded. She wanted to believe him, she really, really wanted to believe him, but she knew, it would not be alright; he would not be alright; none of them would be alright. "Harry, please... Hold me, please." She asked softly.

Harry obeyed, he wrapped his arms around Cho and she clung onto him,

neither of them wanting to let go of each other. They both knew, once they let go, they would lose each other forever. Cho's tears stained Harry's shirt, but he didn't mind. He let her cry all she wanted.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Mean while, the professors had gathered together for an emergency meeting. Hagrid was fidgeting in his sit; Professor Dumbledore had a serious look on his face. Finally, Professor McGonagall started, "So, what should we do now?"

"We've got to find them!" Hagrid shouted.

"Hagrid, calm down, I know we have to find them, but how?"

"Professor, I don't think sending Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger was a very wise idea. We shouldn't send students in danger." Professor Snape started.

"I had no other choice at that time."

"But if you didn't send them, at least Ron and Hermione could be alive. Now god knows whether they could make it or not." Hagrid muttered.

"I don't think now, is a very good time to fight over whose fault it is. I think we should come up with a solution to save them first." Professor McGonagall said.

"Minerva, what do you have on mind?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"I think we should wait for another twenty-four hours, if they are still not back, then, we'll tell the Ministry."

"Telling the Ministry won't help, they know nothing!" Hagrid hissed.

"Hagrid! Right, but what would the Ministry do?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"They could call out the Dementors." Professor McGonagall said.

"If they can't even catch Sirius Black, how are they being able to fine He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" Professor Snape narrowed his eyes.

"I don't think the Dementors is a very good idea, either." Professor Dumbledore nodded.

After something thing like two hours, they came up with no solution. No one had any idea where could they be, and neither of them knew whether they were still alive or not…

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Voldemort had taken the Cruciatus Curse off Ron and Hermione. They felt so much better. Now they've find out why the Cruciatus Curse was an Unforgivable Curse. "Hermione?" Ron asked, weakly.

"Yeah?" Hermione whispered back.

"Are we going to die?"

"Yes, we are." Hermione answered with out a second thought. That made Ron's hope disappear in a second.

"What about Cho, she's always the luckiest one, she could be alive." Ron groaned.

"Right, and You-Know-Who will make her life a living hell. Why don't you try?" Hermione hissed.

"But, but Professor Dumbledore said, as long as you're alive, there is hope."

"Hope for the society, not for herself." Hermione answered.

Ron gave her a hopeless look, "What should we do?"

"Wait for the death." Hermione replied.

"Can't you say anything cheerful?!"

"Like what, we'll be okay? I want to be realistic."

"Hermione, you're scary."

"What, I'm just telling you to face the reality."

Ron shook his head hopelessly…

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Cho was still in Harry's arm. She was asleep, Harry held her, staring at her face. Cho slept, not peacefully, but calmly, tearstains on her face. Harry looked down to her beautiful face. She looked pale, but she was still so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, even in her misery. Gently, he kissed her forehead, again. It woke her up, she opened her eyes, "Harry."

"I'm sorry, I woke you up."

She shook her head, "It's alright." She whispered. She lowered her head and slowly fell asleep once again. He ran his fingers through her silky raven black hair. She cried again, cried innocently to her sleep. He looked at her face again, this time, other than the tears, she looked not in pain, but so naïve, so tender, so peaceful, so serene.

He knew he had been lucky, but to be with her, even if a short time. She had brought him happiness, pleasure, and love, something no one had given to him before. She was special to him, to Cedric, to anyone. She was a blessing to anyone who knew her. She would go on, for him, for Cedric, for everyone else she cared.

He knew, he would be up in the sky, watching over her, keeping her safe, keeping her happy. He would be her lucky star, he would be in her heart, he would be a beautiful memory she had when she was young, a memory she would always remember.