Once again, thanks for the reviews. As always, Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Italics = dreams, thoughts, and flashbacks. I wish I can write longer chapters, but it will take a while for me to do so.
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Ch. 3 Flashback
"Tricky girl…"
He continued to sit near the tree and smoked until the afternoon faded into the evening.
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"Thank you, sir," Cho said, handing her trunks to one of the helpers. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and looked around. The witches and wizards in front of her were scrambling around like lost ants, trying to board the train to Hogwarts. Many were also hugging and kissing families, friends, and relatives. Nostalgia filled her heart; she missed her friends dearly. Cho let out a sigh and headed towards the middle of the train. A few students nodded to her, and she replied with a weak smile.
"Hey there, Chang! How's it going?" Cho turned around just as Roger Davies' arms came crashing down around her. "Seventh year! We're almost there! After this, no more studying, no more books, no more detentions!"
"Hahaha, I can't wait!" Cho returned the hug and said a quick good-bye to her fellow Quidditch player as he ran off to greet his other classmates. She boarded the train and began to find a place to sit. Each cabin was already filled with students, and her friends were no where to be seen. With her mind preoccupied, Cho didn't see the person in front of her until…
"Oomph… Oh! Hey, Cho, sorry about that." A pair of green eyes looked into hers, and Harry Potter quickly grabbed her arms before she fell backwards. "I didn't see you there."
"It's ok, Harry. I wasn't looking where I was going. How are-"
"POTTER! Care to move your ass out of the way? Some people would like to sit down, you know." Harry looked up past Cho and opened his mouth to reply. Cho recognized that snotty voice.
"Shut your face, Malfoy. Nobody gives a shit about what you think," yelled Harry.
Suddenly a flash of red came from behind Harry, and Ron Weasley threw a punch right into Draco's right jaw. The boys struggled near Cho's feet, and Harry jumped in, trying to release Draco's grip from Ron's red face.
"Harry, Ron, stop it this instant!" screamed Hermione Granger. "Ron, prefects are not supposed to engage in acts of violence! Harry, don't do this!"
"Taking orders from a Mudblood? How pathetic," Draco sneered while throwing Ron towards Harry. Cho quickly bolted out there and tried once more to find a place to sit. She didn't want to be around during the fight.
After looking into about fifteen cabins, Cho's eyes spotted an empty one, and she slipped in, shutting the door very quietly.
"Looks like I'm riding alone today…" Cho sat near the window and rummaged through her bag for a book to read. "I could have sworn I grabbed it before I left."
Cho jumped in her seat as she heard the door slam open. Draco stood before her with a bruised jaw and a book in one hand.
"Here! You dropped this when you ran off." Draco threw it at her and sat directly in front of her. He pulled out his wand and held it in front of his face for a few seconds. "Damn it! I forgot the spell," he muttered. His mind raced with different incantations, trying to find the one that will sooth the bruise, but he came up empty. Draco shoved his wand back into his cloak and sat there, slouched and defeated.
Cho opened her book and stared at the first page. What is he doing here? How dare he throw that book right into my face! Her eyes narrowed with disgust, and she became determined to ignore Draco throughout the ride. He released a noisy yawn and leaned his head against the window. Her eyes would wander every now and then to see what he was doing. Thirty minutes passed by, and Draco began to snore lightly. Cho closed her book, and she couldn't help but stare at him. His white-blonde hair was tousled slightly; it seems like he decided to skip the heavy gel today. She laughed silently at the thought, remembering how stiff his hair looked like during a Quidditch match. Even if a bludger were to smack him in the head, his hair would still remain the same. Her eyes trailed to his closed eyelids. Deep inside her she wished that she could look into his blue eyes once more. During their first encounter, she felt a sense of comfort whenever he looked into her eyes. Her body felt as if it was drowning in a soft sea of blue, and the tension in her mind would desist. She continued to look – his soft lips, his long neck, his strong shoulders. Her conscience screamed at her to stop, but she couldn't. Each feature mesmerized her even more.
"Like what you see?" he asked slyly, still keeping his eyes shut.
Cho gasped and tried to remain calm. She didn't expect him to be aware of her checking out his body. Her hands fumbled around her until she found her book, and Cho quickly opened it to some random page. Draco opened his eyes after hearing her moving around and noticed that she was holding her book upside-down. The quick adrenaline rush turned Cho's mind into one massive blob, and it took a minute for her to turn her book right-side up.
Oh, I'm making a fool of myself. I should've looked away. Damn it, damn it, damn it…
Draco chuckled lightly and decided to do a little analysis himself. Instead of starting from the top, he chose to begin at her legs. He loved the fact that all the girls had to wear skirts for their uniforms, and this was easy access to every beautiful girl's legs. Cho's was long and slim, very toned due to Quidditch. His hands long to touch them, to see how smooth they were. Out of all the girls at school, Cho's legs were definitely one of the best.
Cho looked up from her book and noticed where Draco was staring. She tugged at her skirt unconsciously, and he gave a small smirk at her reaction.
"Stop it, Draco!"
"Why should I? You were checking me out so I have the right to check you out. Haven't you heard the saying, 'An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth'?" He leaned in and gave another smirk.
Cho blushed and wanted to melt away into the cushion beneath her. Suddenly, Draco grabbed her book and tossed it across the cabin. He threw himself beside her and leaned towards her body. His right hand rubbed his bruised jaw, and his lips pouted.
"Cho… my jaw hurts. Will you kiss it for me?" Draco looked into Cho's eyes and pouted once more.
"Well, you deserved it for your rude remark."
"How was that rude? Potter was in the way! I was only trying to find a place to sit, but Boy Wonder was blocking my path."
"You could've asked him to move…"
"No, I'm not going to ask him anything. Owww…" Draco shut his eyes and rubbed his jaw again. "Come on, Cho! Just one kiss… It'll make the pain go away!"
His face was a few millimeters away from Cho's, and before she could stop herself, Cho kissed his bruise carefully. She quickly pulled away, shocked by her actions. Draco smiled and pulled her into another kiss. His arms snaked their way around her waist, and he held onto her tightly. Cho couldn't comprehend her thoughts; they were all telling her different things. (Kiss him! No, don't kiss him! Put your arms around his neck, TOUCH HIM! Pull away, pull away!! End it now, Cho!) Her arms slowly wrapped around his neck, and she deepened the kiss. Her heart soared inside her, aching with pleasure. The feeling was pure bliss, and a moan escaped her lips. Draco was slightly aroused by her reaction and kissed her fiercely. He has never been turned on by a simple kiss, but there was something different about her. His body longed for hers, and his mind became dizzy. Her kiss is tearing me apart! Draco could feel her hands running through his hair; each touch was waking up each nerve in his body. Neither one of them wanted to let go, and the kiss grew deeper as the time drifted past them.
A sudden loud knock broke the couple's embrace, and they both stared at each other, shocked by what they both felt. Draco slowly looked away and opened the door. Cho straightened herself up and blushed once more. A witch with a trolley full of food stood outside.
"Would you like anything from the cart? Some iced pumpkin juice? Sweets?"
"No thanks," mumbled Draco. He quickly slipped out the cabin and left Cho alone. The witch asked Cho the same question, and Cho fell back into reality. She bought herself a glass of pumpkin juice and stared out the window throughout the trip.
What happened just then? Cho grabbed her book and continued to read. She hoped that Draco wouldn't return; she was already embarrassed and couldn't handle what would have happened if he returned. Her wish was granted; Draco never came back.