Disclaimer: The following characters in this fanfic is not owned by me.
The copyright belongs to J.K. Rowling. This is a strictly made-up story.
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The night was a serene one. Cho sat on the swing tied to the oak tree and hummed to herself softly. But the girl was disturbed by a loud thump on the ground coming from the yard of the Malfoy manor. Cho hesitated to go towards the direction of the source, but her curiosity has pushed her on.
She found a secret passage through the bushes and swiftly, but stealthily, found her way towards a figure lying on the floor. Before Cho walked towards the creature, she saw a green light coming from the windows of the notorious mansion of the block. Cho figured she shouldn't meddle into more of the Malfoy business than she already did.
The body of the mysterious person stirred a bit to reveal a bright gleam of blond hair under the moon. Cho walked closer towards the drunken fellow to make sure he/she was alright. When she realized that the person was none other than Draco Malfoy, she turned back to go home. Out of nowhere, Draco reached out his arm and grabbed onto Cho's leg.
Cho tripped from the great force exerted on her. "What in heaven's name! What have I done to ever deserve this?" Cho grunted and shook her leg violently to make Draco get off. "Let go, you git!"
Draco loosened his grip and turned around. Cho, who has always been soft- hearted, kneeled down beside Draco to see what's wrong. "Er. is everything alright?" Cho asked, concerned.
"It's none of your bloody business, go back to your perfect life!" Cho could tell Draco was snickering when he said that. Knowing better than to back down at an argument picked up by Draco, Cho said offensively, "I wasn't the dern guy who pulled on my leg and wouldn't let go, you dimwit!"
Draco turned around to reveal his shimmering gray eyes, half sad and half angry. "Then why don't you go now?! Go, go! No one in this bloody world bloody cares about me anyways! Like anyone has ever loved me. For heaven's sake, I don't even have true friends."
Cho didn't quite get what Draco was saying, but she said sympathetically, "You know, if you were nicer, you would have lots of friends."
"You think I've never tried? You think I can?!" Draco shouted, now getting up from the grass.
"You don't have to yell at me! Besides, anyone can be nice, if you've tried harder, maybe, just maybe, you'll have some friends!" Cho screamed back.
"You don't know how my life is like." Draco said dryly.
"No, I don't, and I don't think I will ever do because you don't share you bloody life with anyone. You isolate yourself from good people by mocking them! So until you tell me about you darn life, I wouldn't know!" Cho almost screamed.
Draco stared at the half-angry Cho for a while and then started. "You want to know about my life, Chang? Well, I'll tell you, it's nothing like your perfect little Ravenclaw life. Being a Malfoy, I should not associate with anyone. All my friends should be from the Slytherin house, and they must be mean, nasty ones. People who are related to my father's friends! I can't even choose my own friends. You think I like hanging around those two pea brains, Crappy Crabe and Ugly Goyle?!"
Cho was speechless, she could only stare. Crickets' chirpings were the only sounds in the night for a long time until Cho broke the silence. "I don't have a perfect life. I just learnt to deal with it. Optimism is really the key point to achieving a happy life. My parents aren't richer than the Weasleys very much, but I'm proud to say I've got one heck of a family. My friends only hang around me because they think I would bring them to cute boys, but I learnt that if I see them as friends, everything will be alright."
"You think it's so easy, Chang, don't you? I'm not like you, I can't live a day without luxurious food and housing. If friends betray me, I would take revenge."
"You'll learn, you will." Cho answered, not with sympathy nor anger. "You'll still have loved-ones around."
"What loved-ones? My father who busies himself at his own affairs everyday and doesn't take me into account. Or my over-hyperactive mother who is too busy with her social life to care for me? Or my fiancée who's out there screwing another man? Not that it's happening anymore, she's not around." Draco snickered at that.
"Did you. Monica. I mean." Cho could only say.
"It serves her right, it's bad enough our marriage will be a fraud, but she has to bring shame to his future-family." Draco said in a matter-of-factly tone
Cho stared at the standing Draco, realizing how handsome and fit he is. "Have you ever loved anyone though?"
"What?" Draco seemed surprised.
"You know what I mean, have you ever fallen in love?" Cho said, more curious than ever.
"Why would you care?"
"Believe me, I don't care about you, I just want to know. If you don't want to talk about it, I'll just go." Cho was about to get up and leave.
"Once, I did once. But she didn't love me." Draco said with a shaky tone.
aZnGurLY02: Thank you so much for being here to read my ff! ^___^ For you, I will continue posting. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
The night was a serene one. Cho sat on the swing tied to the oak tree and hummed to herself softly. But the girl was disturbed by a loud thump on the ground coming from the yard of the Malfoy manor. Cho hesitated to go towards the direction of the source, but her curiosity has pushed her on.
She found a secret passage through the bushes and swiftly, but stealthily, found her way towards a figure lying on the floor. Before Cho walked towards the creature, she saw a green light coming from the windows of the notorious mansion of the block. Cho figured she shouldn't meddle into more of the Malfoy business than she already did.
The body of the mysterious person stirred a bit to reveal a bright gleam of blond hair under the moon. Cho walked closer towards the drunken fellow to make sure he/she was alright. When she realized that the person was none other than Draco Malfoy, she turned back to go home. Out of nowhere, Draco reached out his arm and grabbed onto Cho's leg.
Cho tripped from the great force exerted on her. "What in heaven's name! What have I done to ever deserve this?" Cho grunted and shook her leg violently to make Draco get off. "Let go, you git!"
Draco loosened his grip and turned around. Cho, who has always been soft- hearted, kneeled down beside Draco to see what's wrong. "Er. is everything alright?" Cho asked, concerned.
"It's none of your bloody business, go back to your perfect life!" Cho could tell Draco was snickering when he said that. Knowing better than to back down at an argument picked up by Draco, Cho said offensively, "I wasn't the dern guy who pulled on my leg and wouldn't let go, you dimwit!"
Draco turned around to reveal his shimmering gray eyes, half sad and half angry. "Then why don't you go now?! Go, go! No one in this bloody world bloody cares about me anyways! Like anyone has ever loved me. For heaven's sake, I don't even have true friends."
Cho didn't quite get what Draco was saying, but she said sympathetically, "You know, if you were nicer, you would have lots of friends."
"You think I've never tried? You think I can?!" Draco shouted, now getting up from the grass.
"You don't have to yell at me! Besides, anyone can be nice, if you've tried harder, maybe, just maybe, you'll have some friends!" Cho screamed back.
"You don't know how my life is like." Draco said dryly.
"No, I don't, and I don't think I will ever do because you don't share you bloody life with anyone. You isolate yourself from good people by mocking them! So until you tell me about you darn life, I wouldn't know!" Cho almost screamed.
Draco stared at the half-angry Cho for a while and then started. "You want to know about my life, Chang? Well, I'll tell you, it's nothing like your perfect little Ravenclaw life. Being a Malfoy, I should not associate with anyone. All my friends should be from the Slytherin house, and they must be mean, nasty ones. People who are related to my father's friends! I can't even choose my own friends. You think I like hanging around those two pea brains, Crappy Crabe and Ugly Goyle?!"
Cho was speechless, she could only stare. Crickets' chirpings were the only sounds in the night for a long time until Cho broke the silence. "I don't have a perfect life. I just learnt to deal with it. Optimism is really the key point to achieving a happy life. My parents aren't richer than the Weasleys very much, but I'm proud to say I've got one heck of a family. My friends only hang around me because they think I would bring them to cute boys, but I learnt that if I see them as friends, everything will be alright."
"You think it's so easy, Chang, don't you? I'm not like you, I can't live a day without luxurious food and housing. If friends betray me, I would take revenge."
"You'll learn, you will." Cho answered, not with sympathy nor anger. "You'll still have loved-ones around."
"What loved-ones? My father who busies himself at his own affairs everyday and doesn't take me into account. Or my over-hyperactive mother who is too busy with her social life to care for me? Or my fiancée who's out there screwing another man? Not that it's happening anymore, she's not around." Draco snickered at that.
"Did you. Monica. I mean." Cho could only say.
"It serves her right, it's bad enough our marriage will be a fraud, but she has to bring shame to his future-family." Draco said in a matter-of-factly tone
Cho stared at the standing Draco, realizing how handsome and fit he is. "Have you ever loved anyone though?"
"What?" Draco seemed surprised.
"You know what I mean, have you ever fallen in love?" Cho said, more curious than ever.
"Why would you care?"
"Believe me, I don't care about you, I just want to know. If you don't want to talk about it, I'll just go." Cho was about to get up and leave.
"Once, I did once. But she didn't love me." Draco said with a shaky tone.