Title: A Love Like This Never Ends
Rating: PG-13
A/N: OK, I hope my story is so far meeting up to everyone's standards. I want people to enjoy my story. I hope more people read it, and like it. I know the first three chapter's were kind of boring and stuff, but I'll try to make it more interesting. Just keep in mind this is my first fanfic, and I dunno how good it will turn out.
Thanx: hippyman69- I am so glad you like my story. I don't think it's all that great, but I appreciate your support. Thanx.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
~~~Chapter Title: Full of Guilt~~~
:: When Cho arrived at home ::
As soon as she stepped out of the fire, she ran to her mother, who was in the kitchen cooking dinner. She showed her the dress robes. Her mother made a request for her to put them on, so she could see how Cho looks in them.
Cho came back downstairs feeling light. She walked into the kitchen, with her new dress robes on. She cleared her throat as to catch her mothers attention. Her mother smiled and whispered "You look like an angel, honey." Cho smiled and twirled around in the robes. They sweeped the floor gracefully.
She walked back upstairs and changed into her night clothes. It was night time by now, so she was getting ready for bed. She wasn't tired yet, so she decided to look through her photo album. She took it out of her drawer, and started looking through the pictures, smiling every once in a while, at a picture of her and her friends.
She spent about fifteen minutes looking through the album. She came to a picture of her and Harry holding their brooms wearing their Quidditch robes. They had taken that picture right after their last match against each other, since they were both seekers. She smiled at the picture of the two waving figures.
She turned the page and her huge smile turned into a frown. Tears slowly trickled down her cheeks. She sat there looking at the picture of her and Cedric, under a tree talking. Cedric was holding her hand and they were smiling. Cho was blushing like mad, in the picture. Cho suddenly dropped the photo album. She felt a ton of guilt rush over her.
"What's wrong with me?" She asked herself. "I can't believe I just forgot all about my dead ex-boyfriend. I am so selfish. He dies so I go for Harry. I forgot all about Cedric. He died and I'm acting as if I don't care." She thought.
She knelt down next to her bed. She lightly rest her head against the side of it. She brought her hands up to her face, and started crying into her palms. "Why did Cedric have to leave me? Why? I am so selfish. I can't do this to him. I can't just forget about him." She said sobbing. "I will not act as if he never happened!!!" She said out loud to herself. She tried to wipe some tears from her eye's, but they were only replaced by more.
"Do I even like Harry? Does he really like me? Was Hermione lieing or not? How could this be happening? How could I forget about Cedric?" She kept asking herself these questions. She felt so bad. She thought she really liked Harry, but now, after seeing Cedric's picture, she had to question herself. She layed down on her bed, her face sunk deep into her pillows, and she cried herself to sleep.
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:: At the Weasley's ::
Harry, Ron, and Hermione went straight to Ron's room when they got to 'The Burrow'. They spent the rest of their day (which wasn't very long.) playing 'Exploding Snap', and 'Wizard's Chess'. Harry wasn't speaking much. He still felt pretty bad about Ginny. Ron and Hermione would ask him questions and he would answer with an "uh-huh" or a "sure, no problem" sometimes even a "cool, whatever."
Harry didn't want Ginny to like him. He wanted to be with Cho. He felt so guilty about Ginny, though. He really liked Cho, but he wasn't sure how she felt about him.
Ginny, kept to herself. Many times, Hermione, or Ron would try and talk to her, but she only blew up in their faces. Harry would have gladly tried to talk it out with her, but he feared he would end up with a black eye and a bloody nose, like Ron, so he left her alone.
Ginny, wouldn't even look at Harry, much less speak to him. He really wanted to know what she saw in him. He didn't exactly think very highly of himself. He definitely didn't think he was good-looking. He had hair, that was incredibly untidy and never stayed down, and he wore glasses. There wasn't much to his looks.
He didn't think Ginny would like his personality. So what if he was 'The Boy Who Lived', who cares if he defeated 'Voldemort 5 times.' He wasn't all that great, and he hated the fact the Ginny liked him, because it made him feel very guilty, not liking her.
Ginny was like a little sister to him. He didn't see her like that, and he never will. He just wished there was a nicer way to tell Ginny that, without her attacking him. Although, he would much rather have her shout at him, then her start crying. He hated to see her cry, especially over him.
Hermione got tired so she said goo-night to the boys, and left for Ginny's room. Harry and Ron stayed up most of the night, talking about different things. Harry told Ron, how he didn't feel that way about Ginny.
"Harry, you should tell Cho you like her. You like her, so tell her." Ron suggested.
"Gee Ron, that means a lot coming from someone, who won't even tell the girl he loves, that he likes her." Harry said sarcastically.
"Hey. I do not love Hermione, I only like her. Your right though, I can't tell her. I'm to nervous about her reaction." Said Ron. Harry nodded.
"Same here. Well I'm tired, good-night Ron." Harry said and he went to sleep.
A/N: Well, there's the next Chapter, hope you liked it. I'll be posting more soon. The only problem is that, after this week, I might not have time to post that often, because I start school again. I'll try to post every two days though. It all depends on how much homework I get. Well, I hope your enjoying the story so far.
Rating: PG-13
A/N: OK, I hope my story is so far meeting up to everyone's standards. I want people to enjoy my story. I hope more people read it, and like it. I know the first three chapter's were kind of boring and stuff, but I'll try to make it more interesting. Just keep in mind this is my first fanfic, and I dunno how good it will turn out.
Thanx: hippyman69- I am so glad you like my story. I don't think it's all that great, but I appreciate your support. Thanx.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
~~~Chapter Title: Full of Guilt~~~
:: When Cho arrived at home ::
As soon as she stepped out of the fire, she ran to her mother, who was in the kitchen cooking dinner. She showed her the dress robes. Her mother made a request for her to put them on, so she could see how Cho looks in them.
Cho came back downstairs feeling light. She walked into the kitchen, with her new dress robes on. She cleared her throat as to catch her mothers attention. Her mother smiled and whispered "You look like an angel, honey." Cho smiled and twirled around in the robes. They sweeped the floor gracefully.
She walked back upstairs and changed into her night clothes. It was night time by now, so she was getting ready for bed. She wasn't tired yet, so she decided to look through her photo album. She took it out of her drawer, and started looking through the pictures, smiling every once in a while, at a picture of her and her friends.
She spent about fifteen minutes looking through the album. She came to a picture of her and Harry holding their brooms wearing their Quidditch robes. They had taken that picture right after their last match against each other, since they were both seekers. She smiled at the picture of the two waving figures.
She turned the page and her huge smile turned into a frown. Tears slowly trickled down her cheeks. She sat there looking at the picture of her and Cedric, under a tree talking. Cedric was holding her hand and they were smiling. Cho was blushing like mad, in the picture. Cho suddenly dropped the photo album. She felt a ton of guilt rush over her.
"What's wrong with me?" She asked herself. "I can't believe I just forgot all about my dead ex-boyfriend. I am so selfish. He dies so I go for Harry. I forgot all about Cedric. He died and I'm acting as if I don't care." She thought.
She knelt down next to her bed. She lightly rest her head against the side of it. She brought her hands up to her face, and started crying into her palms. "Why did Cedric have to leave me? Why? I am so selfish. I can't do this to him. I can't just forget about him." She said sobbing. "I will not act as if he never happened!!!" She said out loud to herself. She tried to wipe some tears from her eye's, but they were only replaced by more.
"Do I even like Harry? Does he really like me? Was Hermione lieing or not? How could this be happening? How could I forget about Cedric?" She kept asking herself these questions. She felt so bad. She thought she really liked Harry, but now, after seeing Cedric's picture, she had to question herself. She layed down on her bed, her face sunk deep into her pillows, and she cried herself to sleep.
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:: At the Weasley's ::
Harry, Ron, and Hermione went straight to Ron's room when they got to 'The Burrow'. They spent the rest of their day (which wasn't very long.) playing 'Exploding Snap', and 'Wizard's Chess'. Harry wasn't speaking much. He still felt pretty bad about Ginny. Ron and Hermione would ask him questions and he would answer with an "uh-huh" or a "sure, no problem" sometimes even a "cool, whatever."
Harry didn't want Ginny to like him. He wanted to be with Cho. He felt so guilty about Ginny, though. He really liked Cho, but he wasn't sure how she felt about him.
Ginny, kept to herself. Many times, Hermione, or Ron would try and talk to her, but she only blew up in their faces. Harry would have gladly tried to talk it out with her, but he feared he would end up with a black eye and a bloody nose, like Ron, so he left her alone.
Ginny, wouldn't even look at Harry, much less speak to him. He really wanted to know what she saw in him. He didn't exactly think very highly of himself. He definitely didn't think he was good-looking. He had hair, that was incredibly untidy and never stayed down, and he wore glasses. There wasn't much to his looks.
He didn't think Ginny would like his personality. So what if he was 'The Boy Who Lived', who cares if he defeated 'Voldemort 5 times.' He wasn't all that great, and he hated the fact the Ginny liked him, because it made him feel very guilty, not liking her.
Ginny was like a little sister to him. He didn't see her like that, and he never will. He just wished there was a nicer way to tell Ginny that, without her attacking him. Although, he would much rather have her shout at him, then her start crying. He hated to see her cry, especially over him.
Hermione got tired so she said goo-night to the boys, and left for Ginny's room. Harry and Ron stayed up most of the night, talking about different things. Harry told Ron, how he didn't feel that way about Ginny.
"Harry, you should tell Cho you like her. You like her, so tell her." Ron suggested.
"Gee Ron, that means a lot coming from someone, who won't even tell the girl he loves, that he likes her." Harry said sarcastically.
"Hey. I do not love Hermione, I only like her. Your right though, I can't tell her. I'm to nervous about her reaction." Said Ron. Harry nodded.
"Same here. Well I'm tired, good-night Ron." Harry said and he went to sleep.
A/N: Well, there's the next Chapter, hope you liked it. I'll be posting more soon. The only problem is that, after this week, I might not have time to post that often, because I start school again. I'll try to post every two days though. It all depends on how much homework I get. Well, I hope your enjoying the story so far.