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Chapter Ten~ The Dream ***

"What? I got only an eighty on my essay?! Who the hell does she think she is...?" Ron said a bit loudly after their Transfiguration lesson. "What did you get Harry?" Ron asked him, stuffing his essay paper into his bag. Harry looked at his paper. "Ninety" he said.

"I worked hard on it... even without Hermione's help! That kills me... what did you get?" Ron asked as Hermione made her way to them. She was wearing a wide smile on her face and this answered Ron's question.

"Oh crap, do I have to ask?" Ron asked Harry. Harry shrugged. Hermione held up her paper. "A hundred and twelve percent! I'm so happy!" she said. Ron grunted and walked faster then Harry and Hermione. Hermione eyed Harry.

"What's wrong with him?" she asked. Harry eyed her. "Oh come on, you know what Ron feels right now. Being a prefect and having grades like that?" Harry said, Hermione nodded.

"I guess... if I got that I grade I would..." "Kill yourself?" Harry asked. Hermione put her hands on her waist. "YOU are exaggerating!" she said. Harry gave her a lop-sided smile and followed Ron, Hermione going after them.

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"Incarcerous!!" Harry shouted, waving his wand. Then chair was instantly wrapped around in ropes and everyone wooed in amazement. Tonks clapped. Her hair was now a bright blue Mohawk and she had a lot of freckles.

"Wonderful! Excellent! Good job Harry! No wonder Professor Tofty said you aced your Defence Against the Dark Arts O.W.L.s last year! Excellent! Excellent!! Now, Jennifer Richwood!" Tonks called out the name of a blonde, longhaired girl with quite a dreamy look.

Harry was vaguely reminded of Luna Lovegood.

Harry returned to his seat and a shot of pain went through his scar again. He moaned, clutching his scar. No one really looked at him since he was seated at the back, in between Ron and Hermione and Jennifer just made the chair explode.

Some students gave screams and shouts because twigs of wood flew to them. Harry shouted as loud as them, still trying to calm the pain in his scar. Hermione saw him wincing and growing red in the face.

Hermione stood up and pushed Harry out of his seat, pushing him again to the floor. "Professor! I'll just bring Harry to the Hospital Wing, he's got a splinter!" she shouted.

"Okay! Go ahead!" Tonks called out, now extinguishing the fire made by the explosion. Hermione lifted Harry again and motioned Ron to help her. Ron stood up and brought the wincing Harry outside the classroom.

"Why did you push Harry to floor when he was in pain?" Ron asked, lifting Harry's arm over his shoulders. Harry was still moaning in pain, his scar was throbbing really badly.

"I don't want to alarm Tonks! Seeing him wincing in pain like this isn't the result of an ordinary splinter! I had to cover for him! Come on!" Hermione said, putting Harry's other arm over her shoulders.

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"Cho?" Harry's voice came. He was in the courtyard. It was foggy and all he saw was the faint figure of Cho in the distance, her hair, swaying with the light breeze.

Cho turned around. She was very beautiful. Her long hair was down, shiny and soft, her lips were red; she wore a black, formal dress, making her skin glow whiter amidst her black clothing and hair.

Harry gawked at her beauty. She was very beautiful. Harry saw her smile at him and she walked slowly... seductively to him. Harry found himself wearing a suit. He looked sharp and even his hair was flat, combed to one side.

The next thing he knew, Cho was right in front of him. "What took you so long?" she asked. Harry swallowed hard as he stared at her and he seemed to know the answer to her question even if he didn't know why he was there.

"Sorry, I was..." "It's okay if you're nervous, besides, it is our first night out." Cho said, taking his hand. Harry shivered and felt as if he WAS him but he still wasn't him... (Get it?)

"I am a bit nervous too, you know." Cho said, blushing a little bit as she lowered her head. Just then, a flash from a wand had hit Cho directly behind her and Harry caught her as she fell on him.

"Cho!! Cho!" Harry shouted as he tried to shake her a bit. She didn't move, as if she was dead. Harry fell to the ground, loosing strength to support her. He looked into her face. She looked like she was sleeping. "Cho... no... don't be dead..." Harry muttered as he shook her gently.

"Potter..."

Harry looked up. He squinted as he tried to look through the fog. "Who's there?" Harry shouted. He was still holding Cho in his arms. "GET OUT AND SHOW YOUR DAMN FACE TO ME!!!" Harry shouted.

The ambiance became darker... Harry was shaking, worried about Cho. Harry stared back into her pale, angelic face. "Cho... wake up... please wake up." Harry said, touching her face lightly.

"She won't wake..."

The first voice was weak, sinister and raspy... but this voice sounded very much different... it was the voice of someone very familiar to Harry... someone he knew had a very big impact on his life.

"Who are you...? Did you do this to Cho?" Harry asked. A figure, a tall black figure was walking slowly towards Harry. Harry's scar hurt painfully but he still held on to Cho. "V-Voldemort..." Harry muttered as he winced.

"Yes... Potter..." Voldemort said murderously. Harry didn't let Cho go. He feared Voldemort would hurt her. "Y-You... did this to her..." Harry muttered, moaning a bit as his scar hurt.

The figure stopped walking, about a few feet away from Harry and the unconscious Cho. "Ah yes... you're love interest Potter... what a beautiful sight she really is..." Voldemort said.

"Shut up!! Don't ever harm her or else..." "Or else what... Potter?" Voldemort shot back sternly but he was still. "Love... I never knew this girl would like you anyway... just like your pathetic parents... they fell in love, married and had you... but they wasted their little lives..."

"Dammit!! Shut up!! Don't you ever talk about my parents like that!!" Harry shouted. "She is beautiful... like a rose..." Voldemort muttered. Harry's scar grew more painful and his hold on Cho tightened.

"Yes... a beautiful rose... pure but in pain..." Voldemort said slowly. Harry looked down at Cho and she was very pale. "Did you kill her...?" Harry asked. "Oh no... only she is capable of choosing her own death..." Voldemort replied.

"But, yes, I must free her from her pain... Avada Kedavra!!!" Voldemort said a bit loudly. "NO!!!" Harry shouted, blocking Cho hoping the spell would backfire... like when he was a baby...

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"Cho!!! NO!!!" Harry shouted, thrusting forward. "Harry!!" Cho said. Harry opened his eyes and his breathing was ragged. "Cho...?" Harry asked softly as he looked to her. Cho was beside him, Hermione beside her and Ron on his other side.

Harry found himself in the Hospital Wing. "W-What... am I doing here...?" he asked and then remembered his Defence Against the Dark Arts class. "Oh god..." Harry muttered, putting his hand on his forehead and laid back down on the bed.

Cho hushed him gently. "Easy now... rest. You need it." Cho said. Ron and Hermione looked at each other. "Why did you... shout my name?" Cho asked bashfully as she lowered her head and played with her fingers.

Harry looked at her. Did he? Oh... right. "Um... I had a... dream..." he said, blushing the same colour. "Oh? What dream was that?" Hermione asked. Harry and Cho stared at her.

"Look, can I just have some rest, I don't want to talk about it yet..." Harry muttered. Hermione looked at Ron who nodded. "Okay, we'll go now. Come on Cho..." Ron said as he and Hermione stood up.

Cho nodded and stood up also. When Ron and Hermione went ahead, Harry called Cho softly. "Cho..." Cho turned around. "Yes?" she asked. Harry sat up, making Cho go to him and help.

"Thank you." Harry said and Cho sat on the bed. Cho nodded. "Sure, I know you don't feel good so I helped you sit up..." "No, thank you for coming here... to see me..." Harry said, lifting his knees and putting his arms on it.

Cho blushed. "Oh! Right... sure." She said. Harry stared at her and felt a shot of electricity through him. "Y-You came here..." "Because I heard people talk after your Defence lesson so I knew you would be here, just like before..." Cho explained.

"You came here by will?" Harry asked, not stopping his smile from coming out. Cho hesitated and then nodded. "I was worried. Hermione was about to leave the Wing to tell me but I came in at the same time..." "She wanted to tell you?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I don't know why but she said something about you needing me more than you need them." Cho said. Harry nodded and both became quiet for a while. "Is it lunchtime?" Harry asked. Cho nodded.

"Go ahead, I'll be fine." Harry said. Cho looked at him. "Harry, what was your dream? Oh! Sorry! You didn't want to talk about it-" "Actually, it's okay. I just wanted only you to hear it before anyone else." Harry said.

"O-Okay..." Cho said.

"Voldemort... what?" Harry asked as a little smile crept upon his lips. Cho had jumped at the mention of his name. "S-Sorry... go ahead." Harry smiled and sighed. "You-Know-Who tried to kill you and I... protected you from being killed so..." "But how did we end up together in your dream?" Cho asked.

Harry sighed. He was a bit embarrassed to tell her that they were meeting for a date despite the fact that they weren't a couple yet. "We were... supposed to meet for some school project." Harry muttered, staring at his white sheets.

Cho nodded. "Well... I guess, I have to go now." She then stood up and Harry watched her. When she was gone, Harry fell on his bed. "Why... why can't I tell her...? Am I just scared? But I told her I loved her... maybe that's it... I'm scared..." Harry thought as Madam Pomfrey came in.