A/N: Wow, it has been a while since I¡¦ve written. When I got better from being sick, I was kind of idle. Even if I wanted to take a long vacation, I just can¡¦t leave this fanfic hanging. Yeah, I¡¦ve got loads of homework assignments, exams, and projects to do over the past month. Nevertheless, I will keep on writing because I¡¦ve got some supporters out there and I want to thank you all.
Gosh darn it, I can¡¦t login to my screen name at my own computer. So I¡¦m at my friend¡¦s house to post this. I decided that I cannot delay this any longer because I feel extremely bad for not posting for about a month. I¡¦m so sorry people. There were lots to do and I was sick for quite a while. It¡¦s probably going to be a while before I post again, or at least until I figure out why I can¡¦t login to any of my accounts on my computer. But if it does take too long, I¡¦m going to go to my friend¡¦s house again to post. -____-¡¨
I want to give a big ¡§thankee¡¨ to all the readers and reviewers, Here are some cookies for each of you. ^__^
NyteChild89: Yeah I know, Draco¡¦s retarded now. . . -___-¡¨ But, you¡¦ll find out what will happen to him. Hint hint, death! Haha, just kidding. But I¡¦m not saying anything.
DragonSweetie13: You¡¦re a curious one, my young grasshopper. Hehe :P Yes, the only way to answer all your questions is to read on. ^__^
Barriss: Now I¡¦ve updated. Hehe Thanks for showing me you¡¦re reading.
Aya Natsume: I know, what would become of Draco without his sneers and evil remarks? Haha
writer007: once again, I want to thank you for telling me how to do the italic things.
sakura-08: I¡¦m glad you like this story. I¡¦m sorry I haven¡¦t updated sooner, but better now than never. :P Yeah, now I¡¦m updated. Thanks for reviewing.
FelSong: Yeah, I¡¦ll take your advice. Sorry, I haven¡¦t been on for a while so I wasn¡¦t able to read your fanfic since you¡¦ve posted. But I¡¦ll read it now.
chang: aww... you¡¦re so sweet. You¡¦re the only one who wished me well. Thank you for saying that and thanks a whole lot for reviewing.
Yue Ann: Hmm. . . Maybe I just wrote something I didn¡¦t quite mean (about the Chinese part). Don¡¦t get me wrong, but I¡¦m not stereotypical about Chinese. Hm... if you read on a bit, maybe you¡¦ll see me describe Cho a bit more, yeah. . . Yes, Harry Potter is a typical boy, and I didn¡¦t state that he isn¡¦t. I simply said he was famous, which is really the fact. Since you¡¦ve corrected me sentence by sentence, it¡¦s only natural that I would do it too. You said, ¡§And another thing, Harry Potter isn't *that* different from the other boys. He wants to be like everyone else.¡¨ Just because he wants to be ¡§like everyone else¡¨ doesn¡¦t mean he ¡§isn¡¦t *that* different from the other boys.¡¨ Judging from how you put your words together, you seemed to think all boys are alike. O___o Just because a person wants to ace a test doesn¡¦t mean he/she WILL ace it. It may be that you think it¡¦s not special if Mr. Harry Potter likes you, but it certainly is to Cho, at least I am making her to feel special. I¡¦m sorry, I¡¦ve just got to defend myself sometimes. Besides, it just seems like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning and got your pants all rolled up in a bunch, so you decided to find a fanfic that you would like to pick on. It¡¦s weird to find someone to exert a passage and started picking out every single little mistake she could find, err. . . I don¡¦t know about you, but it doesn¡¦t seem to me like a constructive criticism. Your simply disapproving everything I have written. You need to ease up a bit. . . However, I will be careful of what I write in the future due to your warning about how I get stereotypical, which I certainly am not.
CHO: Hehe, I¡¦ve finally updated. Thanks for reviewing.
cho: Thanks for encouraging me to continue writing. ^__^ Well, I¡¦ve finally updated.
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It was certainly very hard for Cho to forget about the incident with Draco at the hospital wing since last week. Evil whispers concerning the youngest member of the Malfoy had not stopped since the day a strange man had stormed into the Great Hall. Cho could still smell the presence of the nasty head of that man and still have chills down her spine.
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A flash on silvery blonde and black rushed through the hall after the door to the Great Hall was kicked open by someone or something, but Cho wasn¡¦t sure. She remembers smelling a nasty aroma of damp dirt, the ones she remembers smelling when she so often visit Cedric¡¦s grave in the summer. Cho didn¡¦t fancy the smell much as it carries with it death and all sorts of evil things according to Cho.
In a glimpse of second, a six feet tall man with shoulder length blonde hair stood in front of Dumbledore panting angrily like a mad dog. Everyone including the usually loud twins, Fred and George, stopped doing whatever they were doing to stare in the direction of where the strange man now stood.
Dumbledore¡¦s wise, glowing eyes had certainly noticed the awkward stares that are looking in his direction and ordered nicely for everyone to get back to their dinner. Ignoring what the old headmaster was trying to do, the strange man wrapped his cloak around him much like how Snape does to show that he was not approved of Dumbledore¡¦s behavior. Indeed the man was right about what Dumbledore was trying to do. The tall headmaster was trying to shift the strange man¡¦s attention to something else as if wanting to avoid something.
Cho, nevertheless, was too curious to turn her head back to her food. She continued looking at the tall man. There was something about him that reminds her of someone. The question is Who is it?
Dumbledore stared at Cho¡¦s direction for a while, knowing that Cho should not be doing what she is now. But, he did not say anything.
¡§What happened to my son?!¡¨ the strange man roared.
Once again, everyone was silenced. Dumbledore stared sadly at the man, ¡§May we talk about this in my office please, Mr. Malfoy?¡¨
¡§That¡¦s it! It¡¦s Lucius Malfoy! How could I miss that hair and that attitude?¡¨ Cho said in her head.
¡§I demand to know what happened?! Why are you afraid they¡¦re going to know what you have done? What this good-for-nothing school has done?!¡¨ Lucius yelled accusingly while pointing at the students.
¡§Mr. Malfoy, please do not scream so loud, as it will disturb the student¡¦s moods. I do say I¡¦m very sorry for what had happened, but please, I dare say Hogwarts had not meant for this to happen. Again, I ask you to step into my office so we could discuss this.¡¨ Dumbledore added with a smile.
¡§Rubbish! When my son boarded on the train, he was fine! For some sort of odd reason, and I am positive is Hogwarts¡¦s fault, my son got off the train retarded! How does that sound to a Malfoy? I tell you it¡¦s plain ridiculous, and you are here to tell me to calm down. The Malfoy tradition will not be able to go on, I will be shamed, the family will be shamed, and I can never lift up my head again!¡¨ Lucius¡¦s face now glowed a violent red, and his hair seemed to shake at his every force put into some words.
Dumbledore seemed to have enough with the startle Lucius had caused. So he got off his great seat and walked gently to Lucius and directed him quietly out of the Great Hall.
Cho already knew about Draco. She did not quite feel as pitiful for Draco until now.
¡§How could his father be so insensitive as to think of himself only at a crisis such as this?¡¨ Cho thought angrily to herself.
After Dumbledore and Lucius had left, the students began to speak up again. Some Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and Gryffindors seemed to be cheering for Draco¡¦s retardedness. Fred and George¡¦s were the loudest cheers amongst them. Cho stared in the direction of Draco¡¦s friends and was shocked to find Crabbe and Goyle stuffing themselves with any food they found on the table. Pansy Parkinson was busy flirting with Terrence Higgs.
¡§Some friends he¡¦s got. . . I think I¡¦m beginning to understand. . .¡¨ Cho thought sadly.
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¡§Oh boy, did you see him?¡¨ Fred entered the Great Hall laughing loudly.
¡§How could I miss it?¡¨ George ran to the Gryffindor table and stood on top of it. ¡§He looked so dumb. You all should of seen, he looked like this.¡¨ George made a retarded face to his classmates.
Everyone was so interested at what George and Fred were doing that they all crowded around the red-headed twins.
¡§Are you talking about. . .¡¨ Neville stuttered.
¡§Draco Malfoy?¡¨ Seamus finished the sentence for Neville.
¡§Of course, who else could we be talking about?¡¨ Fred said with amusement.
¡§You should see how pathetic he is, he couldn¡¦t even say his name right.¡¨ George laughed and made a poor imitation of Draco. ¡§Drah-coy.¡¨
With that, everyone in the crowd thundered with laughter.
¡§What were you doing up in the hospital wing anyways?¡¨ One person shouted out.
¡§George and I surely can¡¦t miss such a thing as to see Draco in his miserable form, of course. Besides, we won¡¦t get a chance when that big Malfoy comes back and decides to finally move him away.¡¨ One of the twins said.
¡§Is he really retarded?¡¨ Ginny spoke shyly.
¡§Couldn¡¦t be more true, little sis.¡¨ Fred said nodding with amusement.
With that, the crowd ooohhhed and ahhhed. Cho walked into the crowd to face Fred and George.
¡§Don¡¦t you find it a bit sad to be teasing him?¡¨ Cho said.
Everyone looked in Cho¡¦s direction as if she was insane for what she just said.
¡§Not at all.¡¨ One of the twins said.
¡§He deserves it. Am I right, lot?¡¨ the other twin said while the crowd nodded.
¡§Enough! I think you all should just get back to your business and stop meddling into other¡¦s. It¡¦s sad enough he¡¦s got such an awful life!¡¨ Cho said furiously.
The crowd looked at Cho awkwardly once again. However, they dispersed anyway thinking Cho is a party-pooper. Whatever Cho did did not stop them from continuing their horrible whispers about Draco.
Cho couldn¡¦t stand it anymore, so she decided to walk outside to breathe some fresh air. She doesn¡¦t know why she should fret over all of these, but she is.
Before Cho reached the door, Professor Flitwick encountered Cho.
¡§I believe Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Malfoy will be needing you at this moment. I believe your parents are there too, Miss Chang.¡¨ Professor Flitwick looked up at Cho.
¡§Is something the matter, Professor Flitwick?¡¨ Cho questioned worriedly.
¡§I believe not. It is only my job to inform you that they are needing you, I know nothing more.¡¨ Professor Flitwick said with a smile and started to lead Cho up to the infirmary.
The walk to Dumbledore¡¦s office seemed to have lasted for years. There were so many questions flying inside Cho¡¦s head right now. ¡§Did she do something wrong?¡¨