Here it is.Chapter 2!
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"Cho, wake up. You need to eat something." It was long past dinnertime; Cho had been sleeping since 11:30.
Harry had not gotten out of his chores that afternoon. He had fixed the kitchen sink, washed the bathroom, cooked dinner, and done the dishes.
After a few shakes, Cho stirred.
She looked up at him. "Harry! Oh!"
Harry was confused.hadn't she known he was here already?
"Oh, Harry, I just zoned out completely, I don't remember anything since I found them, I didn't hear anything, or see anything, just my parents lying on the floor. I had no idea it was you!"
She looked happy for a short second, Harry could see it in her eyes. But then it was gone.
"Harry, I was so scared, I walked in, and they were just dead! They lay there on the floor, their eyes were still open, and they looked terrified. Only.at least I am with a friend, not someone like Malfoy, or someone."
She started to cry. "Nothing is ever going to be the same."
Harry looked her in the eye. "That's not true. School will be the same. Your friends will still love you; you will still have homework; you can still play quiddich. But your friends are most important. They are there for you. And if they aren't, if something ever happens, I want you to know I am here, okay? I know what you've been through, I've been through it too. I'm always here to talk, or listen, even if it is about something happy. Okay?"
"Thank you, Harry."
"Anytime."
Harry actually felt good. He'd given an entire speech to Cho Chang without stuttering, he'd made friends with her, and she'd thanked him.
He was just wondering where he was going to sleep when he heard a knock on the door.
Before he could answer it, Dudley walked in. Or, as it wasn't really walking, Harry would say he waddled in.
"Father says I am allowed to check her out, see if she's going to be trouble."
He had a horrible smirk on his face.
Harry sighed. "Fine. Dudley, Cho. Cho, Dudley."
Cho looked quite scared, and Harry knew it was for Dudley was probably the largest human being she had ever seen. She finally mustered a weak hello.
Dudley completely mistook the look on her face. "That's right. You'd better be scared, because if you get in my way.well, Harry will tell you how I treat him. That will give you a little taste of it!"
Harry was shocked. "Dudley, you'd hit a girl?"
"Anything for you, dear cousin." He smiled again and walked out the door.
Harry closed the door and sat down beside Cho. He didn't want to have this conversation, but he knew he needed to, as Cho would have a horrible summer if he didn't.
"Cho, I think there is some stuff you really need to know. I don't think the Dursley's will be that hard on you, I mean, compared to me, but I think this is important anyway.
"Never mention magic, no matter what. They will probably kick us both out of the house if you do. If they tell you to do something, do it. If you don't know how, just ask me, I've probably done it before. Never, ever ask the Dursleys. Oh, and don't ever try to stand up for me."
Harry was pacing around the room now. "Mr. Weasley tried that once, luckily, we were just leaving. You got that?"
Cho nodded, but looked rather frightened. "It's not really that bad, I promise. My friends send me food, because Dudley's on a diet, which means I'm on a diet too. I get a lot of exercise, and loads of time to myself. Oh yeah, stay away from Dudley and his gang. They'll probably leave you alone violence wise, but they don't know how to act around a pretty face."
Harry blushed. He hadn't meant to say that.
Cho just smiled.
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The rest of the month was not bad; Cho was given easy jobs by Aunt Petunia, like vacuuming, tidying, and doing dishes. The only problem was, this left Harry with the really hard jobs like painting the house, fixing things, and gardening.
But Cho was nice about it. She always helped him when she finished her chores, which was nice.
Harry and Cho were allowed outside more often, as Aunt Petunia often couldn't think of enough chores for them to do.
Having two people also made avoiding Dudley and his gang much easier, as strategy was much better with two people.
Nights were hard, especially since Harry insisted that Cho sleep on his bed, even when she tried to get him to take turns with her. Obviously, they had to share a room. Neither of them really minded, they just knocked before entering to make sure the other was decent.
So really, only one thing was still bothering Harry: Voldemort. Voldemort had now torn apart another family, and Harry hoped with all his heart that he did not do it again.
Something had to be done, and Harry knew that the one who had to do it was him, Harry Potter. The prophecy had said so.
Harry spent all of his time thinking about it, and he even owled Ron and Hermione to ask them to look up on it, as they had more resources. He still hadn't told them about Cho.
He had hoped his relationship with Cho would grow over the summer, and it did. Just not in the way Harry had hoped. They became best friends; they told each other everything.
But they never got near a romantic relationship.
Harry assumed either Cho wanted more time, or she just wasn't interested in him any more.
Harry told her everything about his parents, Hogwarts, even Sirius. By the end, she knew more about him then Hermione and Ron, because she knew about his summer as well. She really seemed shocked at what he'd been through.
She told him everything too. About Cedric, most of which she told him the year before, and about her parents, and her goals. But mostly about spending two years mourning.
"Everyone is going to think I'm depressed or something." She said. "Two years in a row I'll have spent like this. Harry, I didn't tell you before, because I felt bad when you gave me that speech when I got here, but."
She looked very serious. "Well, anyway, I don't have as many friends as you think. A lot of them didn't want to be around me when I wasn't fun any more. Some of them said I was silly for believing you that you-know-who had come back, and others said to be happier. But I couldn't. Suddenly, Marietta was my only friend, the only one who understood. But I think she hates me now, after what happened last year at the DA."
Harry knew exactly what she was talking about. The year before, he and his friends had started a Defense Against the Dark Arts club, and Marietta had betrayed them and told Professor Umbridge. Cho had gotten mad, and they weren't speaking any more.
'I don't have anyone to talk to." She started to cry. She hadn't cried very much all summer, she had done amazingly well.
Harry knew this wasn't good.
"Cho, you can talk to me, remember? I can always be your friend. My friends like you. Don't worry. There will always be people who like you, and there will always be people to talk to."
Cho was still crying as they sat on the bed. Harry took her in his arms and hugged her. They sat there for a little while, with just the sounds of Cho's quiet sobs.
"Harry?" "Yeah?" "Are you going to find You-Know-Who? Are you going to kill him?" "Yes Cho." "What if I lose you too? Then I'll have no one to talk to." "Don't worry, Cho. I'm not going to leave you. I'm destined to kill Voldemort, no matter what happens. But I also control some aspects of my future, and I'm not going anywhere."
He kissed her on the forehead. "Good night, Cho."
He lay on the floor facing the other direction.
Cho put a hand to her forehead where Harry had kissed it.
But Harry didn't see that.
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well, that was chapter 2. If any of you really like cliffhangers, don't read my stuff. I personally hate reading a story and finding out that the author isn't writing the rest of the story for like a month or something. It pisses me off. Oh, by the way, anyone not wanting 2 read it because of the rating, I rated it for violence that doesn't come in until around the second last chapter of part 1. Well, please review.I'm not adding the next chapter until I get, oh, say, five reviews. That should be easy!
Emma (err...unolimbo)
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"Cho, wake up. You need to eat something." It was long past dinnertime; Cho had been sleeping since 11:30.
Harry had not gotten out of his chores that afternoon. He had fixed the kitchen sink, washed the bathroom, cooked dinner, and done the dishes.
After a few shakes, Cho stirred.
She looked up at him. "Harry! Oh!"
Harry was confused.hadn't she known he was here already?
"Oh, Harry, I just zoned out completely, I don't remember anything since I found them, I didn't hear anything, or see anything, just my parents lying on the floor. I had no idea it was you!"
She looked happy for a short second, Harry could see it in her eyes. But then it was gone.
"Harry, I was so scared, I walked in, and they were just dead! They lay there on the floor, their eyes were still open, and they looked terrified. Only.at least I am with a friend, not someone like Malfoy, or someone."
She started to cry. "Nothing is ever going to be the same."
Harry looked her in the eye. "That's not true. School will be the same. Your friends will still love you; you will still have homework; you can still play quiddich. But your friends are most important. They are there for you. And if they aren't, if something ever happens, I want you to know I am here, okay? I know what you've been through, I've been through it too. I'm always here to talk, or listen, even if it is about something happy. Okay?"
"Thank you, Harry."
"Anytime."
Harry actually felt good. He'd given an entire speech to Cho Chang without stuttering, he'd made friends with her, and she'd thanked him.
He was just wondering where he was going to sleep when he heard a knock on the door.
Before he could answer it, Dudley walked in. Or, as it wasn't really walking, Harry would say he waddled in.
"Father says I am allowed to check her out, see if she's going to be trouble."
He had a horrible smirk on his face.
Harry sighed. "Fine. Dudley, Cho. Cho, Dudley."
Cho looked quite scared, and Harry knew it was for Dudley was probably the largest human being she had ever seen. She finally mustered a weak hello.
Dudley completely mistook the look on her face. "That's right. You'd better be scared, because if you get in my way.well, Harry will tell you how I treat him. That will give you a little taste of it!"
Harry was shocked. "Dudley, you'd hit a girl?"
"Anything for you, dear cousin." He smiled again and walked out the door.
Harry closed the door and sat down beside Cho. He didn't want to have this conversation, but he knew he needed to, as Cho would have a horrible summer if he didn't.
"Cho, I think there is some stuff you really need to know. I don't think the Dursley's will be that hard on you, I mean, compared to me, but I think this is important anyway.
"Never mention magic, no matter what. They will probably kick us both out of the house if you do. If they tell you to do something, do it. If you don't know how, just ask me, I've probably done it before. Never, ever ask the Dursleys. Oh, and don't ever try to stand up for me."
Harry was pacing around the room now. "Mr. Weasley tried that once, luckily, we were just leaving. You got that?"
Cho nodded, but looked rather frightened. "It's not really that bad, I promise. My friends send me food, because Dudley's on a diet, which means I'm on a diet too. I get a lot of exercise, and loads of time to myself. Oh yeah, stay away from Dudley and his gang. They'll probably leave you alone violence wise, but they don't know how to act around a pretty face."
Harry blushed. He hadn't meant to say that.
Cho just smiled.
* * * * *
The rest of the month was not bad; Cho was given easy jobs by Aunt Petunia, like vacuuming, tidying, and doing dishes. The only problem was, this left Harry with the really hard jobs like painting the house, fixing things, and gardening.
But Cho was nice about it. She always helped him when she finished her chores, which was nice.
Harry and Cho were allowed outside more often, as Aunt Petunia often couldn't think of enough chores for them to do.
Having two people also made avoiding Dudley and his gang much easier, as strategy was much better with two people.
Nights were hard, especially since Harry insisted that Cho sleep on his bed, even when she tried to get him to take turns with her. Obviously, they had to share a room. Neither of them really minded, they just knocked before entering to make sure the other was decent.
So really, only one thing was still bothering Harry: Voldemort. Voldemort had now torn apart another family, and Harry hoped with all his heart that he did not do it again.
Something had to be done, and Harry knew that the one who had to do it was him, Harry Potter. The prophecy had said so.
Harry spent all of his time thinking about it, and he even owled Ron and Hermione to ask them to look up on it, as they had more resources. He still hadn't told them about Cho.
He had hoped his relationship with Cho would grow over the summer, and it did. Just not in the way Harry had hoped. They became best friends; they told each other everything.
But they never got near a romantic relationship.
Harry assumed either Cho wanted more time, or she just wasn't interested in him any more.
Harry told her everything about his parents, Hogwarts, even Sirius. By the end, she knew more about him then Hermione and Ron, because she knew about his summer as well. She really seemed shocked at what he'd been through.
She told him everything too. About Cedric, most of which she told him the year before, and about her parents, and her goals. But mostly about spending two years mourning.
"Everyone is going to think I'm depressed or something." She said. "Two years in a row I'll have spent like this. Harry, I didn't tell you before, because I felt bad when you gave me that speech when I got here, but."
She looked very serious. "Well, anyway, I don't have as many friends as you think. A lot of them didn't want to be around me when I wasn't fun any more. Some of them said I was silly for believing you that you-know-who had come back, and others said to be happier. But I couldn't. Suddenly, Marietta was my only friend, the only one who understood. But I think she hates me now, after what happened last year at the DA."
Harry knew exactly what she was talking about. The year before, he and his friends had started a Defense Against the Dark Arts club, and Marietta had betrayed them and told Professor Umbridge. Cho had gotten mad, and they weren't speaking any more.
'I don't have anyone to talk to." She started to cry. She hadn't cried very much all summer, she had done amazingly well.
Harry knew this wasn't good.
"Cho, you can talk to me, remember? I can always be your friend. My friends like you. Don't worry. There will always be people who like you, and there will always be people to talk to."
Cho was still crying as they sat on the bed. Harry took her in his arms and hugged her. They sat there for a little while, with just the sounds of Cho's quiet sobs.
"Harry?" "Yeah?" "Are you going to find You-Know-Who? Are you going to kill him?" "Yes Cho." "What if I lose you too? Then I'll have no one to talk to." "Don't worry, Cho. I'm not going to leave you. I'm destined to kill Voldemort, no matter what happens. But I also control some aspects of my future, and I'm not going anywhere."
He kissed her on the forehead. "Good night, Cho."
He lay on the floor facing the other direction.
Cho put a hand to her forehead where Harry had kissed it.
But Harry didn't see that.
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well, that was chapter 2. If any of you really like cliffhangers, don't read my stuff. I personally hate reading a story and finding out that the author isn't writing the rest of the story for like a month or something. It pisses me off. Oh, by the way, anyone not wanting 2 read it because of the rating, I rated it for violence that doesn't come in until around the second last chapter of part 1. Well, please review.I'm not adding the next chapter until I get, oh, say, five reviews. That should be easy!
Emma (err...unolimbo)