Harry potter & the Daughter of Darkness (.. .. A/n, when something is in
*'s, it means that Harry is thinking it, im lazy ( (Might make it bold,
dunno if'll work on fanfic)
Cho Chang
Harry lay alone in bed, and faked sleeping when Ron peered in on him; no doubt an attempt to comfort Harry, since it had not been possible, as Harry had run from Hagrid's cabin, and all the way back to his room. No one had bothered to ask what was wrong, probably assuming Ron or Hermione would sort him out.
*What the hell had made those stupid, insensitive trolls!!!! Sorry, goblins go and give Voldermort all of that power? God, it was infuriating. Why couldn't someone have stopped them? Someone should stop them! Though I don't know that I could do that, goblins, well, they seem pretty powerful, and the ones who control the trial, they were probably just as strong, if not more so, than Gimellworth. Who could look forward to that?
Anyway, this is certainly getting me nowhere. It's late, and I don't think that my teachers will be too pleased if I fall asleep in their lessons tomorrow.I'm still upset though, how come there is so much I don't know about Voldermort, and my parents.and, myself.*
Harry drifted off to sleep, eventually, but his night was not filled with pleasant dreams.
"Harry, I just don't think we can be together, not after this." Cho Chang looked Harry in the eyes, tears streaming down her face. "I don't even know if I can be your friend."
"Is, is it because of Cedric?" Harry questioned the girl that he loved.
"No Harry, you know why." She was calming down, but failed to hold, to trap her weakness as he looked at her, forlorn, in utter shock. "I mean, we can be friends, just, not yet." She tried, hating how she was hurting the only man she had ever, truly, loved. "You know it's not Cedric."
"No, I don't know anything. Please, tell me. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! But, I.I can't remember anything, except, except that I, love you." Harry looked down to his feet, recognising them, so.he did know some stuff? Wait, yeah. He was called Harry, and, and, his parents were dead, they had been killed, by a wizard. It all came rushing back, the kiss, the secret, the.
"Huh?" Harry looked around himself, to see, and, more to the point, hear, the alarm. "Ron?"
"Yeah." Ron offered, trying to slip off back to sleep without anyone noticing.
"Come on Ron, we gotta' get up."
Harry had forgotten the previous nights events, and was actually feeling quite happy, though his face felt sticky. Harry reached a hand up, and felt his face; it was wet, with tears.
Trying to recall his dreams, which turned out to be futile, Harry wiped his face, and then emerged from the depths of his bed, and into their shared dormitory.
"Double potions." Ron stated glumly. "No wonder I'm so keen to get out of bed, hmm?"
In double potions, Snape seemed to be in something that resembled a good mood, for him. Though the fact that they had Malfoy and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, sharing the class, made it somewhat less fun-filled than they found most other classes. Obviously, Neville managed to cock up his potion, and ended up with a green face, resulting in his having to stay in the medical room for the remainder of the day, nothing unusual; apart from Snape's none-taking-of house points. Harry and Ron were suspicious of this, but Hermione told them to try and resist thinking about it, didn't want to remind the tyrant and have him punish them any way.
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Later that day, Harry was on his way to the library, when he bumped into someone, dropping both of their books.
"I'm sorry!" They spoke simultaneously. Harry would have recognised that voice anywhere.
"Hey, Cho." He spoke as if this shortened version of her name was what everyone called her.
"Cho," She paused for thought. "Yeah, it's sweet." She smiled at Harry, not up or down though, because their heads were at the same level, both in crouching positions, retrieving the other's books. "Here"
"Oh, thanks." Harry swallowed, he felt nervous. "Here is yours." He gave her a little grin. "So, have a good summer?"
"I guess, but I always miss Hogwarts, don't know how I'll be when I leave."
"I don't know, maybe you could become a Hogwarts teacher?" They smiled at each other, both genuine in their happiness yo see the other.
"Have you met the new DADA teacher?" Cho asked as they stood up.
"Yeah, I think he's really good." Harry suppressed thoughts of 'evilness' and so on.
"Um, but maybe a little spooky, know what I mean?" She spoke 'Um' with deep thought, which was also etched into her face.
"Yeah." Harry looked down, this was difficult! Compared to this, battling against Voldermort seemed easy.
"Harry."
"Yes?"
"Well, I might be totally out of line here, but." There was a silence.
"Do you want to, meet me somewhere tomorrow?" Harry tried, hoping he was finishing it correctly.
".Yes." The two of them glowed red, but were happy to. "By the lake?"
"Sure, just after lunch?" (Tomorrow was Saturday, no lessons, just homework.)
"Great. See you then." Cho gave him a brief smile, then continued in her original direction down the corridor. Harry just stood there, amazed at what had just happened, before walking into the library, and finding his transfiguration book.
"Hey Ron, Hermione." Harry was dieing to tell them what had happened barely an hour earlier. They walked over, and the three of them sat in the corner.
"Really? She said yes?" Ron sounded astonished, but in a good way, Harry just nodded. "Well then, good on yah!" Ron was extremely pleased and disbelieving.
"Have fun." And with that, Hermione walked off, and joined Lavender reading some kind of book.
"What's wrong with Hermione?" Harry was puzzled.
"Oh! I was right!"
"Huh?"
"You know, when I said that you and Cho had been missing each other, coming out of the carriages, and up the stairs into Hogwarts." Ron looked very proud. "But you know what else I said, don't you?" Harry stared blankly, his memory failing him yet again.
"I said she was jealous!! I bet you she is!"
"Yeah right Ron, two girls like me, in one day, and anyway, it's Hermione we're talking about here, the sensible one!"
"I suppose, but she is acting weird, I think it's a possibility." Ron's grin did flicker momentarily, but before Harry had taken this in, it had reappeared.
"Well, I think I'm gonna' go and do some of our potions homework, we've got quite a lot, especially as this is the first week and all." Harry yawned and left to sit at a desk with the parchment, text book and quills he'd been carrying around since that morning.
A/n, I no that this isn't a very long chapter, but hey, that's just me 4 ya!!! Hope that you have enjoyed it, and ples r&r my stories (
Cho Chang
Harry lay alone in bed, and faked sleeping when Ron peered in on him; no doubt an attempt to comfort Harry, since it had not been possible, as Harry had run from Hagrid's cabin, and all the way back to his room. No one had bothered to ask what was wrong, probably assuming Ron or Hermione would sort him out.
*What the hell had made those stupid, insensitive trolls!!!! Sorry, goblins go and give Voldermort all of that power? God, it was infuriating. Why couldn't someone have stopped them? Someone should stop them! Though I don't know that I could do that, goblins, well, they seem pretty powerful, and the ones who control the trial, they were probably just as strong, if not more so, than Gimellworth. Who could look forward to that?
Anyway, this is certainly getting me nowhere. It's late, and I don't think that my teachers will be too pleased if I fall asleep in their lessons tomorrow.I'm still upset though, how come there is so much I don't know about Voldermort, and my parents.and, myself.*
Harry drifted off to sleep, eventually, but his night was not filled with pleasant dreams.
"Harry, I just don't think we can be together, not after this." Cho Chang looked Harry in the eyes, tears streaming down her face. "I don't even know if I can be your friend."
"Is, is it because of Cedric?" Harry questioned the girl that he loved.
"No Harry, you know why." She was calming down, but failed to hold, to trap her weakness as he looked at her, forlorn, in utter shock. "I mean, we can be friends, just, not yet." She tried, hating how she was hurting the only man she had ever, truly, loved. "You know it's not Cedric."
"No, I don't know anything. Please, tell me. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! But, I.I can't remember anything, except, except that I, love you." Harry looked down to his feet, recognising them, so.he did know some stuff? Wait, yeah. He was called Harry, and, and, his parents were dead, they had been killed, by a wizard. It all came rushing back, the kiss, the secret, the.
"Huh?" Harry looked around himself, to see, and, more to the point, hear, the alarm. "Ron?"
"Yeah." Ron offered, trying to slip off back to sleep without anyone noticing.
"Come on Ron, we gotta' get up."
Harry had forgotten the previous nights events, and was actually feeling quite happy, though his face felt sticky. Harry reached a hand up, and felt his face; it was wet, with tears.
Trying to recall his dreams, which turned out to be futile, Harry wiped his face, and then emerged from the depths of his bed, and into their shared dormitory.
"Double potions." Ron stated glumly. "No wonder I'm so keen to get out of bed, hmm?"
In double potions, Snape seemed to be in something that resembled a good mood, for him. Though the fact that they had Malfoy and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle, sharing the class, made it somewhat less fun-filled than they found most other classes. Obviously, Neville managed to cock up his potion, and ended up with a green face, resulting in his having to stay in the medical room for the remainder of the day, nothing unusual; apart from Snape's none-taking-of house points. Harry and Ron were suspicious of this, but Hermione told them to try and resist thinking about it, didn't want to remind the tyrant and have him punish them any way.
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Later that day, Harry was on his way to the library, when he bumped into someone, dropping both of their books.
"I'm sorry!" They spoke simultaneously. Harry would have recognised that voice anywhere.
"Hey, Cho." He spoke as if this shortened version of her name was what everyone called her.
"Cho," She paused for thought. "Yeah, it's sweet." She smiled at Harry, not up or down though, because their heads were at the same level, both in crouching positions, retrieving the other's books. "Here"
"Oh, thanks." Harry swallowed, he felt nervous. "Here is yours." He gave her a little grin. "So, have a good summer?"
"I guess, but I always miss Hogwarts, don't know how I'll be when I leave."
"I don't know, maybe you could become a Hogwarts teacher?" They smiled at each other, both genuine in their happiness yo see the other.
"Have you met the new DADA teacher?" Cho asked as they stood up.
"Yeah, I think he's really good." Harry suppressed thoughts of 'evilness' and so on.
"Um, but maybe a little spooky, know what I mean?" She spoke 'Um' with deep thought, which was also etched into her face.
"Yeah." Harry looked down, this was difficult! Compared to this, battling against Voldermort seemed easy.
"Harry."
"Yes?"
"Well, I might be totally out of line here, but." There was a silence.
"Do you want to, meet me somewhere tomorrow?" Harry tried, hoping he was finishing it correctly.
".Yes." The two of them glowed red, but were happy to. "By the lake?"
"Sure, just after lunch?" (Tomorrow was Saturday, no lessons, just homework.)
"Great. See you then." Cho gave him a brief smile, then continued in her original direction down the corridor. Harry just stood there, amazed at what had just happened, before walking into the library, and finding his transfiguration book.
"Hey Ron, Hermione." Harry was dieing to tell them what had happened barely an hour earlier. They walked over, and the three of them sat in the corner.
"Really? She said yes?" Ron sounded astonished, but in a good way, Harry just nodded. "Well then, good on yah!" Ron was extremely pleased and disbelieving.
"Have fun." And with that, Hermione walked off, and joined Lavender reading some kind of book.
"What's wrong with Hermione?" Harry was puzzled.
"Oh! I was right!"
"Huh?"
"You know, when I said that you and Cho had been missing each other, coming out of the carriages, and up the stairs into Hogwarts." Ron looked very proud. "But you know what else I said, don't you?" Harry stared blankly, his memory failing him yet again.
"I said she was jealous!! I bet you she is!"
"Yeah right Ron, two girls like me, in one day, and anyway, it's Hermione we're talking about here, the sensible one!"
"I suppose, but she is acting weird, I think it's a possibility." Ron's grin did flicker momentarily, but before Harry had taken this in, it had reappeared.
"Well, I think I'm gonna' go and do some of our potions homework, we've got quite a lot, especially as this is the first week and all." Harry yawned and left to sit at a desk with the parchment, text book and quills he'd been carrying around since that morning.
A/n, I no that this isn't a very long chapter, but hey, that's just me 4 ya!!! Hope that you have enjoyed it, and ples r&r my stories (
