I normally write longer chapter in my fanfics, but I actually am trying to
keep it under 1500 words per chapter..Anyways...thanks for all the
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Here is another chapter...
Nothing is my own.
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Chapter Fifteen: The Hufflepuff Match
The room was swirling as the fallen dark haired girl tried to focus. Her whole body ached, and for a brief moment a relieved sensation ran though her. She was back in her dormitory, in her own body. The spell she had flown into, the funny sounding one, rung in her ear, "legilimens."
What were they doing in the Head Master's Office? What was Dumbledore teaching Harry? So many questions, sometimes she wished she didn't remember her dreams or experiences or what ever the hell they were. The small silver pendent suddenly dimmed and it reaction caught Cho's eye in the mirror she was facing.
"Funny," she muttered watching it, motionless against her reflection.
The days that followed were uneventful, except the fact Harry was avoiding her. Well, so it appeared to her. He had found an excuse to miss their last four study dates. Which left her feeling empty at night as she sat, researching alone. To make thing worse, the upcoming Ravenclaw/ Hufflepuff Quidditch match was quickly approaching.
Quidditch practices had been a nightmare. The Ravenclaw Quidditch captain, her wonderful former boyfriend, Michael Corner, had given her an extremely hard way to go. He had made her so nervous she had missed the snitch on several occasions, after trying to catch it the entire practice. It amazed her that a sport she had once loved so much, now brought her such grief.
That dreaded Saturday arrived mush faster than Cho had thought possible. As her nervous feet carried her down towards the Ravenclaw team locker room, she felt an overwhelming sensation to run. If she deserted the team now, they would certainly lose, but her lacking skills at the moment didn't given them much better odds.
"It's about time, your late!" snap Loritta Fint, a third year on the house team.
"Sorry, I lost track of time," Cho confessed as she started changing into her bright blue robes.
The team had already received their gamely lecture from Corner before she had arrived, and the only words of wisdom her captain could offer her were, "don't screw up, or your off the team."
"Inspiring," Cho though bitterly to herself as he walked away.
Why she felt so nervous was beyond her, she had been on the house team since her fourth year. This was just like every other game. No, it was easier than every other game. The Hufflepuff's had the weakest seeker on their house team. The Slytherin's had Malfoy, and he usually could fair well against her. The Gryffindor's had Harry, and he was almost undefeated. The only person who ever beat Harry was Cedric on Hufflepuff.
Oh why did she have to think of Cedric now, her mind was doomed the entire game. She fought to fight back the tears forming on her eyes as she entered the cheering stadium. She mounted her broom and took her position on the field. She couldn't even make out what the commentator was saying.
"Now I want a good clean match," Madame Hooch said before blowing her whistle, starting the game.
Cho watched as her fellow teammates completely over dominate the Hufflepuff team.
"Better start looking for it now," Cho muttered to herself scanning the field for the tiny golden ball.
Her mind just wasn't into the game, the more she tried to search, the more she seemed to get distracted. When she searched the upper end of the Quidditch field she found herself staring into the Forbidden Forrest, "Cho snap out of it," she lectured herself.
Searching down the other side her eyes drifted upon the castle, but she stopped herself before she started daydreaming. She scanned the sides of the pitch. Looking though the crowd to see who had turned up for the game.
"Marietta seems into the game today," she thought to herself watching her cheer as Michael smashed a bludger into a Hufflepuff chaser.
She followed the bench down and stared at Padma for a minuet, she seemed excited too. Her eyes wandered onto every house, searching the hardest on the Gryffindor benches. She almost lost her balances when she saw those green eyes she had been searching for staring straight at her. Harry looked at her in confusion, almost asking, "What are you doing?"
Cho tried not to blush as she broke her eye contact with him, although she told herself not to, she looked back. He lifted his arm and pointed downward towards the opposite side of the pitch she was on, as she followed his finger, she saw it.
It looked like a miniature sun glimmering across the field. She didn't have time to think about it, gripping her broom tightly in her hands she made a sudden dive straight in that direction.
Inching closer and closer, the wind hitting her face, causing her eyes to water. She was almost there, just a few more meters.
"NO!!!" she screamed as she saw the Hufflepuff seeker come from her right just inches in front her. His hand was now proudly holding up the caught golden prize.
Cho hit the ground hard in her landing; steam must have been rolling off her head. Why had she wasted so much time up there, that snitch should have been hers.
"CHANG, what the bloody hell happened? Were you daydreaming up there or playing Quidditch?" Michael Corner snapped behind her, flaring his broom in the air.
Cho spun around, her Asian temper shinning though, "Shut-up Corner, I almost had it!"
"Almost? That isn't good enough, if you can't seek, we'll have to find someone who can," he warned.
Cho approached him yelling inches from his face, "IF YOU THINK YOU CAN FIND SOMEONE BETTER THAN DO IT. YOU'VE WANTED TO KICK ME OFF THE TEAM SINCE WE BROKE UP."
Michael stared down at her, clinching his fist at his side, "WAS THIS PART OF YOU AND POTTER'S PLAN, FOIL OUR EASIEST GAME OF THE YEAR?"
"Me and Potter's plan? HOW DARE YOU!" Cho shrilled.
"Take those robes off, your not part of this team anymore," he replied coldly, turning shapely away from her.
She watched him walk away in disbelief, was she really off the team? Could he do that? The cheering crowds were too much, like a constant jeering in her ear. She swore she could hear them laughing at her. She closed her eyes wishing they would stop. Suddenly her hands cupped her ears and she rocked back and forth, the smiling laughing faces spinning in front of her.
"Please stop it," she cried, as the tears streamed down her face.
She screamed, and noise in the stadium suddenly stopped silent. If they weren't looking at her before, they were now. The piercing noise that was so loud and shrill, it would have stopped a Banshee's train of thoughts.
Cho looked up and stared at the shocked faces looking at her, many of them clinching their ears still. Her pendant was burning against her chest, hotter than she had ever felt grow it before. She swallowed hard and ran, wishing she could disappear. She didn't even realizes she was running straight into the Forbidden Forest.
The sunlight grew faint as she pushed deeper though the trees, her tears blurring her path. She had never felt so embarrassed in all her life. Not only had she lost the game and kicked off her house team, she had made that piercing noise again. This time she had done it in front of the whole school.
She wondered if anybody would chase after her, if anybody would even care she had run into the Forbidden Forest. Once she had thought maybe Harry Potter would, but after the way he had been avoiding her, what a joke. One kiss, (technically three kisses) and he acted like she was a plague. No, the only one who would care was dead.
Cho hadn't thought about Cedric a lot in the recent past. It had taken awhile but her heart had healed; now it felt like the wound had been slashed open again. Only this time it hurt worse, she longed him for so badly at that moment.
Finally after several minuets of running she collapsed to her knees and sobbed. Her fallen tears drenched the ground.
"HAGGARD," she heard a gruff voice call.
Cho's head shot up as she stared wide-eyed in the direction of the sound.
"HAGGARD," she heard again.
She wasn't sure how far she had run, she wasn't even sure which direction she had come from. She tried to breath, but the air wouldn't go into her lungs.
"HAGGARD," it was getting louder.
Her tears of sorrow suddenly turned to tears of fear. She was completely out of her element. She reached for her wand, but realized quickly, that she was in her Quidditch robes, her wand was back in her school robes.
"Defenseless," she said quietly to herself.
"HAGGARD!" it was just on the other side of the trees now.
She curled down into a ball on the ground her shaking was growing uncontrollable. "I can't just give up like this," she urged herself.
Wobbling as she stood she suddenly found the courage, or fear, to run. It didn't matter the direction, it was away from that terrifying voice. The limbs cut into her pamper skin as she pushed pass them, praying for an end.
Here is another chapter...
Nothing is my own.
Read and Review
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Chapter Fifteen: The Hufflepuff Match
The room was swirling as the fallen dark haired girl tried to focus. Her whole body ached, and for a brief moment a relieved sensation ran though her. She was back in her dormitory, in her own body. The spell she had flown into, the funny sounding one, rung in her ear, "legilimens."
What were they doing in the Head Master's Office? What was Dumbledore teaching Harry? So many questions, sometimes she wished she didn't remember her dreams or experiences or what ever the hell they were. The small silver pendent suddenly dimmed and it reaction caught Cho's eye in the mirror she was facing.
"Funny," she muttered watching it, motionless against her reflection.
The days that followed were uneventful, except the fact Harry was avoiding her. Well, so it appeared to her. He had found an excuse to miss their last four study dates. Which left her feeling empty at night as she sat, researching alone. To make thing worse, the upcoming Ravenclaw/ Hufflepuff Quidditch match was quickly approaching.
Quidditch practices had been a nightmare. The Ravenclaw Quidditch captain, her wonderful former boyfriend, Michael Corner, had given her an extremely hard way to go. He had made her so nervous she had missed the snitch on several occasions, after trying to catch it the entire practice. It amazed her that a sport she had once loved so much, now brought her such grief.
That dreaded Saturday arrived mush faster than Cho had thought possible. As her nervous feet carried her down towards the Ravenclaw team locker room, she felt an overwhelming sensation to run. If she deserted the team now, they would certainly lose, but her lacking skills at the moment didn't given them much better odds.
"It's about time, your late!" snap Loritta Fint, a third year on the house team.
"Sorry, I lost track of time," Cho confessed as she started changing into her bright blue robes.
The team had already received their gamely lecture from Corner before she had arrived, and the only words of wisdom her captain could offer her were, "don't screw up, or your off the team."
"Inspiring," Cho though bitterly to herself as he walked away.
Why she felt so nervous was beyond her, she had been on the house team since her fourth year. This was just like every other game. No, it was easier than every other game. The Hufflepuff's had the weakest seeker on their house team. The Slytherin's had Malfoy, and he usually could fair well against her. The Gryffindor's had Harry, and he was almost undefeated. The only person who ever beat Harry was Cedric on Hufflepuff.
Oh why did she have to think of Cedric now, her mind was doomed the entire game. She fought to fight back the tears forming on her eyes as she entered the cheering stadium. She mounted her broom and took her position on the field. She couldn't even make out what the commentator was saying.
"Now I want a good clean match," Madame Hooch said before blowing her whistle, starting the game.
Cho watched as her fellow teammates completely over dominate the Hufflepuff team.
"Better start looking for it now," Cho muttered to herself scanning the field for the tiny golden ball.
Her mind just wasn't into the game, the more she tried to search, the more she seemed to get distracted. When she searched the upper end of the Quidditch field she found herself staring into the Forbidden Forrest, "Cho snap out of it," she lectured herself.
Searching down the other side her eyes drifted upon the castle, but she stopped herself before she started daydreaming. She scanned the sides of the pitch. Looking though the crowd to see who had turned up for the game.
"Marietta seems into the game today," she thought to herself watching her cheer as Michael smashed a bludger into a Hufflepuff chaser.
She followed the bench down and stared at Padma for a minuet, she seemed excited too. Her eyes wandered onto every house, searching the hardest on the Gryffindor benches. She almost lost her balances when she saw those green eyes she had been searching for staring straight at her. Harry looked at her in confusion, almost asking, "What are you doing?"
Cho tried not to blush as she broke her eye contact with him, although she told herself not to, she looked back. He lifted his arm and pointed downward towards the opposite side of the pitch she was on, as she followed his finger, she saw it.
It looked like a miniature sun glimmering across the field. She didn't have time to think about it, gripping her broom tightly in her hands she made a sudden dive straight in that direction.
Inching closer and closer, the wind hitting her face, causing her eyes to water. She was almost there, just a few more meters.
"NO!!!" she screamed as she saw the Hufflepuff seeker come from her right just inches in front her. His hand was now proudly holding up the caught golden prize.
Cho hit the ground hard in her landing; steam must have been rolling off her head. Why had she wasted so much time up there, that snitch should have been hers.
"CHANG, what the bloody hell happened? Were you daydreaming up there or playing Quidditch?" Michael Corner snapped behind her, flaring his broom in the air.
Cho spun around, her Asian temper shinning though, "Shut-up Corner, I almost had it!"
"Almost? That isn't good enough, if you can't seek, we'll have to find someone who can," he warned.
Cho approached him yelling inches from his face, "IF YOU THINK YOU CAN FIND SOMEONE BETTER THAN DO IT. YOU'VE WANTED TO KICK ME OFF THE TEAM SINCE WE BROKE UP."
Michael stared down at her, clinching his fist at his side, "WAS THIS PART OF YOU AND POTTER'S PLAN, FOIL OUR EASIEST GAME OF THE YEAR?"
"Me and Potter's plan? HOW DARE YOU!" Cho shrilled.
"Take those robes off, your not part of this team anymore," he replied coldly, turning shapely away from her.
She watched him walk away in disbelief, was she really off the team? Could he do that? The cheering crowds were too much, like a constant jeering in her ear. She swore she could hear them laughing at her. She closed her eyes wishing they would stop. Suddenly her hands cupped her ears and she rocked back and forth, the smiling laughing faces spinning in front of her.
"Please stop it," she cried, as the tears streamed down her face.
She screamed, and noise in the stadium suddenly stopped silent. If they weren't looking at her before, they were now. The piercing noise that was so loud and shrill, it would have stopped a Banshee's train of thoughts.
Cho looked up and stared at the shocked faces looking at her, many of them clinching their ears still. Her pendant was burning against her chest, hotter than she had ever felt grow it before. She swallowed hard and ran, wishing she could disappear. She didn't even realizes she was running straight into the Forbidden Forest.
The sunlight grew faint as she pushed deeper though the trees, her tears blurring her path. She had never felt so embarrassed in all her life. Not only had she lost the game and kicked off her house team, she had made that piercing noise again. This time she had done it in front of the whole school.
She wondered if anybody would chase after her, if anybody would even care she had run into the Forbidden Forest. Once she had thought maybe Harry Potter would, but after the way he had been avoiding her, what a joke. One kiss, (technically three kisses) and he acted like she was a plague. No, the only one who would care was dead.
Cho hadn't thought about Cedric a lot in the recent past. It had taken awhile but her heart had healed; now it felt like the wound had been slashed open again. Only this time it hurt worse, she longed him for so badly at that moment.
Finally after several minuets of running she collapsed to her knees and sobbed. Her fallen tears drenched the ground.
"HAGGARD," she heard a gruff voice call.
Cho's head shot up as she stared wide-eyed in the direction of the sound.
"HAGGARD," she heard again.
She wasn't sure how far she had run, she wasn't even sure which direction she had come from. She tried to breath, but the air wouldn't go into her lungs.
"HAGGARD," it was getting louder.
Her tears of sorrow suddenly turned to tears of fear. She was completely out of her element. She reached for her wand, but realized quickly, that she was in her Quidditch robes, her wand was back in her school robes.
"Defenseless," she said quietly to herself.
"HAGGARD!" it was just on the other side of the trees now.
She curled down into a ball on the ground her shaking was growing uncontrollable. "I can't just give up like this," she urged herself.
Wobbling as she stood she suddenly found the courage, or fear, to run. It didn't matter the direction, it was away from that terrifying voice. The limbs cut into her pamper skin as she pushed pass them, praying for an end.