I really want part of this story to be deep and parts of it to be fluffy. I
think those are the two main parts of a romance..I know some of you guys
don't like Cho, and that's okay..I don't like Luna..(please don't throw
rocks)
Anyways..I want to thank all you guys who have given my story a chance..sniffles..it means a lot to me...
Read and review.nothing is my own. **************************************************
Chapter fourteen: The New Beginning
Cho's tears raced down her face as her legs tripped in an unbalanced run. She felt herself heave onto the cold floor but quickly made it to her feet again, urging her body to continue a bit further. The most wonderful sight she had ever beheld found her eyes.
"Professor Flitwick!" she screamed as she quickly approached him.
"Miss Chang is everything okay?" he asked concerned trying to see what was chasing her.
"I need to see Professor Dumbledore immediately," she cried breathless.
He held out his arm to offer balance as her legs wobbled beneath her, "what seems to be the issue?"
She swallowed hard in desperate attempt to catch her breath, "death eaters, in the school."
"Miss Chang I assure you, there are no death eaters in these halls, you're perfectly safe," Professor Flitwick said with a smile.
Cho shook her head, "you don't understand, the students are the death eaters. I was just attacked."
"Now Cho, there is no need bothering the head master with this, I can take care of the situation."
Cho felt her anger rising in her chest, "NO! I need to see Professor Dumbledore."
The short man seemed a bit taken back by her force, "twenty points Miss Chang, now go to the common room."
She narrowed her eyes as she stared at her head of house, "I'm sorry professor." Before he had an opportunity to respond to respond she pulled out her wand and said a sleeping incantation.
"I'm probably going to be expelled for that," she said bitterly to herself as she ran to the statue that Harry had marked as the entrance to the head master's office.
"Damn it," she said hatefully as she let her hands wander over the smooth marble, hoping to find some kind of emergency switch or something. She would have tried knocking but there wasn't a door to knock on.
"PROFESSOR!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, but no response came.
She finally gave the statue a violent kick in frustration.
"Cho, what are you doing?" asked a familiar voice behind her.
"Oh Harry," she cried as ran towards him with tears in her eyes.
He tried to calm her by rubbing small circles on her back, "it's okay, what's wrong."
"Malfoy just attacked me, he's taking the dark mark tomorrow. I have to tell Professor Dumbledore," she buried her head into his shoulder and continued to sob, "I attacked Professor Flitwick, he's asleep in the hallways."
Harry continued to rub her back, "it's okay, I promise everything is going to be fine."
She finally pulled back, "what are you doing here anyways."
He lowered his eyes to the floor, searching for a lie that she would believe.
"He's been taking lesson from me on an advance subject not offered at this school," said an old voice from behind him.
"Professor, I have to tell you something," Cho said turning quickly.
Dumbledore nodded his head, "I already know, I just pray our young Mr. Malfoy doesn't choose the path of his father."
Cho bit her lip and widened her eyes, "he already has, he's taking the dark mark tomorrow. I heard him say it."
"Ah, yes Miss Chang, you did hear him say it, but saying something and doing something are completely different things," he said with a twinkle in his eye. "I should go escort Mr. Malfoy and his companions to the hospital wing, I imagine they won't be hearing to well for the next few days at least." He stared to walk away, "I suppose I should wake Professor Flitwick also, I might need some help escorting those certain students to the Madame Pomfrey. Harry take Miss Chang back to her common room, I think she's been though quite enough tonight."
Cho watched in astonishment as Dumbledore disappeared down the dark corridor. She felt a gentle nudge on her arm.
"I'm sorry about tonight, I should have walked back with you," Harry said looking slightly guilty.
She quickly disagreed with him, "oh no Harry, it isn't your fault."
He forced a smile as she clinched on tightly to his arm as they walked, "so what subject is Dumbledore tutoring you in?"
"Defense," Harry said, nobody was supposed to know about his Occlumency lessons.
Cho looked at him skeptically, "why, you're the best in your year at that subject?"
Harry shrugged, "I just need the extra practice."
They walked silently for a moment, "what did Dumbledore mean they wouldn't be hearing to well for the next few days?"
"Huh?" she asked taken off guard by his question.
"Professor Dumbledore said Malfoy and his goons wouldn't be hearing well for the next few day," Harry said again.
Cho blushed slightly, "I don't really know what happened, I opened my mouth to scream for help and next thing I know Malfoy, Crabb and Goyle were on the ground clinching their ears."
"Curious," Harry muttered turning away from with an expression of deep thought.
"What's curious?" she asked.
He turned towards her and smiled, "the amazing things those lips can do."
Cho turned bright red and lowered her head, feeling awkwardly embarrassed.
"That was really corny," Harry said joining her in a blush.
She smiled, "honestly, yes, it was."
The two laughed uncomfortably, "I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry," Harry said, still flushed.
They two stopped in front of the entrance to the Ravenclaw common room, "no, I needed a good laugh, don't apologize."
"You must think I'm such a .." Harry started to say, but was cut short as Cho inched on her toes and placed a quick kiss on his lips.
"Good night Harry," she said as she lowered herself. "Flamel Strapples" she disappeared inside her common room leaving a speechless dark haired boy behind her.
Her smile was undeniable as she raced up her dormitory stairs, she could still smell his scent lingering on her cloths and her skin still felt tingly where they had touched.
Her dorm mates were long asleep as she quietly opened the door and snuck in, realistically she should haven been exhausted, but the adrenaline rushing though her veins pushed her exhaustion far away.
She took a seat at the vanity in the dormitory room and quietly began to brush her hair, trying desperately to hold back her squeals of excitement.
"I just kissed Harry," she thought playfully to herself, wondering if he was feeling the same way she was.
Cho tried to daydream about the boy she had just kissed, watching her self in the mirror. Her eyes lingered on her face, her eyes and finally down to the silver pendant that hung around her small neck. She couldn't help but stare at it, watching it change before her eyes.
The small bird seemed to glow with an emerald aura around it, its tiny neck moved forcefully until its head was staring right back at Cho though the mirror. She narrowed her eyes as she watched, and the tiny creature opened its beak and suddenly, she feel.
Darkness swarmed around her in colors of gray and black, she felt helpless as the wind tossed her hair behind her. She closed her eyes tightly, bracing for an impact. It never came. The wind wiz zing past her ears suddenly faded and the weightless feeling was gone. When she opened her eyes, she wasn't in the Ravenclaw dormitory any longer, she was in a familiar office, Dumbledore's office.
"Hello, Harry I apologize for starting our lessons so late this evening," said the old professor.
Harry nodded, "that's okay professor. Hello Fawkes," Harry greeting looking over towards her.
She tried to speak but had lost the ability to vocalize, when she opened her mouth, only a few soft notes escaped.
"I trust Miss Chang made it back safely?" Dumbledore inquired.
Harry nodded as he pulled his wand from robes, "I'm afraid I'm letting her get to close professor, I don't want to place her to get hurt."
Dumbledore smiled, "Harry, it isn't for you to decide who gets hurt in the war or not, all you can do is live."
"Yes professor," Harry nodded, but his face said he didn't agree with Dumbledore's logic.
Cho watched desperately wishing she had the ability to scream, a terrible thought crosses her mind, what if she couldn't get back. Her heart suddenly dropped as Dumbldore threw a funny sounding spell at Harry who doubled over on his knees in an obvious pain before he threw the curse off.
"Excellent Harry," you're showing great improvement.
Harry nodded and rose to his feet again, raising his wand to a defensive position.
"Legilimens!" Dumbledore said throwing the curse back at Harry.
Cho felt her wings lift her off the pedestal she had been perched upon. It was an extraordinary feeling soaring though the air, she might have enjoyed it if her destination wasn't between the curse Dumbledore had just thrown and Harry Potter.
The cruse caught her dead in the chest and she felt the beauty of flight fail as she crashed into the cold stone floor, everything went black.
Anyways..I want to thank all you guys who have given my story a chance..sniffles..it means a lot to me...
Read and review.nothing is my own. **************************************************
Chapter fourteen: The New Beginning
Cho's tears raced down her face as her legs tripped in an unbalanced run. She felt herself heave onto the cold floor but quickly made it to her feet again, urging her body to continue a bit further. The most wonderful sight she had ever beheld found her eyes.
"Professor Flitwick!" she screamed as she quickly approached him.
"Miss Chang is everything okay?" he asked concerned trying to see what was chasing her.
"I need to see Professor Dumbledore immediately," she cried breathless.
He held out his arm to offer balance as her legs wobbled beneath her, "what seems to be the issue?"
She swallowed hard in desperate attempt to catch her breath, "death eaters, in the school."
"Miss Chang I assure you, there are no death eaters in these halls, you're perfectly safe," Professor Flitwick said with a smile.
Cho shook her head, "you don't understand, the students are the death eaters. I was just attacked."
"Now Cho, there is no need bothering the head master with this, I can take care of the situation."
Cho felt her anger rising in her chest, "NO! I need to see Professor Dumbledore."
The short man seemed a bit taken back by her force, "twenty points Miss Chang, now go to the common room."
She narrowed her eyes as she stared at her head of house, "I'm sorry professor." Before he had an opportunity to respond to respond she pulled out her wand and said a sleeping incantation.
"I'm probably going to be expelled for that," she said bitterly to herself as she ran to the statue that Harry had marked as the entrance to the head master's office.
"Damn it," she said hatefully as she let her hands wander over the smooth marble, hoping to find some kind of emergency switch or something. She would have tried knocking but there wasn't a door to knock on.
"PROFESSOR!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, but no response came.
She finally gave the statue a violent kick in frustration.
"Cho, what are you doing?" asked a familiar voice behind her.
"Oh Harry," she cried as ran towards him with tears in her eyes.
He tried to calm her by rubbing small circles on her back, "it's okay, what's wrong."
"Malfoy just attacked me, he's taking the dark mark tomorrow. I have to tell Professor Dumbledore," she buried her head into his shoulder and continued to sob, "I attacked Professor Flitwick, he's asleep in the hallways."
Harry continued to rub her back, "it's okay, I promise everything is going to be fine."
She finally pulled back, "what are you doing here anyways."
He lowered his eyes to the floor, searching for a lie that she would believe.
"He's been taking lesson from me on an advance subject not offered at this school," said an old voice from behind him.
"Professor, I have to tell you something," Cho said turning quickly.
Dumbledore nodded his head, "I already know, I just pray our young Mr. Malfoy doesn't choose the path of his father."
Cho bit her lip and widened her eyes, "he already has, he's taking the dark mark tomorrow. I heard him say it."
"Ah, yes Miss Chang, you did hear him say it, but saying something and doing something are completely different things," he said with a twinkle in his eye. "I should go escort Mr. Malfoy and his companions to the hospital wing, I imagine they won't be hearing to well for the next few days at least." He stared to walk away, "I suppose I should wake Professor Flitwick also, I might need some help escorting those certain students to the Madame Pomfrey. Harry take Miss Chang back to her common room, I think she's been though quite enough tonight."
Cho watched in astonishment as Dumbledore disappeared down the dark corridor. She felt a gentle nudge on her arm.
"I'm sorry about tonight, I should have walked back with you," Harry said looking slightly guilty.
She quickly disagreed with him, "oh no Harry, it isn't your fault."
He forced a smile as she clinched on tightly to his arm as they walked, "so what subject is Dumbledore tutoring you in?"
"Defense," Harry said, nobody was supposed to know about his Occlumency lessons.
Cho looked at him skeptically, "why, you're the best in your year at that subject?"
Harry shrugged, "I just need the extra practice."
They walked silently for a moment, "what did Dumbledore mean they wouldn't be hearing to well for the next few days?"
"Huh?" she asked taken off guard by his question.
"Professor Dumbledore said Malfoy and his goons wouldn't be hearing well for the next few day," Harry said again.
Cho blushed slightly, "I don't really know what happened, I opened my mouth to scream for help and next thing I know Malfoy, Crabb and Goyle were on the ground clinching their ears."
"Curious," Harry muttered turning away from with an expression of deep thought.
"What's curious?" she asked.
He turned towards her and smiled, "the amazing things those lips can do."
Cho turned bright red and lowered her head, feeling awkwardly embarrassed.
"That was really corny," Harry said joining her in a blush.
She smiled, "honestly, yes, it was."
The two laughed uncomfortably, "I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry," Harry said, still flushed.
They two stopped in front of the entrance to the Ravenclaw common room, "no, I needed a good laugh, don't apologize."
"You must think I'm such a .." Harry started to say, but was cut short as Cho inched on her toes and placed a quick kiss on his lips.
"Good night Harry," she said as she lowered herself. "Flamel Strapples" she disappeared inside her common room leaving a speechless dark haired boy behind her.
Her smile was undeniable as she raced up her dormitory stairs, she could still smell his scent lingering on her cloths and her skin still felt tingly where they had touched.
Her dorm mates were long asleep as she quietly opened the door and snuck in, realistically she should haven been exhausted, but the adrenaline rushing though her veins pushed her exhaustion far away.
She took a seat at the vanity in the dormitory room and quietly began to brush her hair, trying desperately to hold back her squeals of excitement.
"I just kissed Harry," she thought playfully to herself, wondering if he was feeling the same way she was.
Cho tried to daydream about the boy she had just kissed, watching her self in the mirror. Her eyes lingered on her face, her eyes and finally down to the silver pendant that hung around her small neck. She couldn't help but stare at it, watching it change before her eyes.
The small bird seemed to glow with an emerald aura around it, its tiny neck moved forcefully until its head was staring right back at Cho though the mirror. She narrowed her eyes as she watched, and the tiny creature opened its beak and suddenly, she feel.
Darkness swarmed around her in colors of gray and black, she felt helpless as the wind tossed her hair behind her. She closed her eyes tightly, bracing for an impact. It never came. The wind wiz zing past her ears suddenly faded and the weightless feeling was gone. When she opened her eyes, she wasn't in the Ravenclaw dormitory any longer, she was in a familiar office, Dumbledore's office.
"Hello, Harry I apologize for starting our lessons so late this evening," said the old professor.
Harry nodded, "that's okay professor. Hello Fawkes," Harry greeting looking over towards her.
She tried to speak but had lost the ability to vocalize, when she opened her mouth, only a few soft notes escaped.
"I trust Miss Chang made it back safely?" Dumbledore inquired.
Harry nodded as he pulled his wand from robes, "I'm afraid I'm letting her get to close professor, I don't want to place her to get hurt."
Dumbledore smiled, "Harry, it isn't for you to decide who gets hurt in the war or not, all you can do is live."
"Yes professor," Harry nodded, but his face said he didn't agree with Dumbledore's logic.
Cho watched desperately wishing she had the ability to scream, a terrible thought crosses her mind, what if she couldn't get back. Her heart suddenly dropped as Dumbldore threw a funny sounding spell at Harry who doubled over on his knees in an obvious pain before he threw the curse off.
"Excellent Harry," you're showing great improvement.
Harry nodded and rose to his feet again, raising his wand to a defensive position.
"Legilimens!" Dumbledore said throwing the curse back at Harry.
Cho felt her wings lift her off the pedestal she had been perched upon. It was an extraordinary feeling soaring though the air, she might have enjoyed it if her destination wasn't between the curse Dumbledore had just thrown and Harry Potter.
The cruse caught her dead in the chest and she felt the beauty of flight fail as she crashed into the cold stone floor, everything went black.