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Professor Flitwick stopped in front of a great door and spoke the password, loud enough for only himself to hear. Nevertheless, the door opened and Cho walked into the infirmary. Bewildered at how interesting everything is like in the office, Cho couldn¡¦t help but touch one of the globes, which started turning by itself.
Out of nowhere, Dumbledore appeared.
¡§Hello, Cho,¡¨ Dumbledore greeted Cho with a friedly smile.
¡§Good afternoon, Professor,¡¨ Cho replied respectively.
From the back office appeared two silvery blondes and Cho¡¦s parents.
¡§Mama, Baba!¡¨ Cho ran towards her parents with open arms. Together, she and her parents had a warm hug.
¡§A bit fanatical if you ask me,¡¨ the female blonde commented.
¡§Now now, Narcissa, don¡¦t be rude. You know how witches and wizards like them behave like,¡¨ Lucius said grinning nastily.
¡§What do you mean by that?¡¨ Mr. Chang stared daggers into the cold eyes of Lucius.
¡§I¡¦m afraid the meaning is up to the interpreter,¡¨ Lucius said.
¡§Please, I think we should settle down to business now that Miss Chang is here,¡¨ Dumbledore stare from the Malfoys to the Changs and stopped at Cho.
¡§Yes, I am curious to know why we are summoned here,¡¨ Mrs. Chang said holding onto Cho¡¦s arm softly. ¡§I hope there¡¦s nothing wrong with Cho.¡¨
¡§May, we¡¦ll know soon enough, just be patient.¡¨ Mr. Chang then caressed Mrs. Chang¡¦s arm.
The wise old wizard glanced over to the Malfoys while saying, ¡§I believe Mr. Malfoy and his wife have some business to present to you today. Would you care to take on?¡¨
¡§If you put it that way, I shalln¡¦t delay this any longer. You know about my son¡¦s condition, I presume,¡¨ Lucius gazed coldly into Cho¡¦s milky brown eyes. She gulped and nodded.
¡§Narcissa and I have decided over this matter for a long time. Since the day you trespassed into our manor and took in the form of Monica, Draco¡¦s ex-fiancee,¡¨ Lucius uttered the name of Monica angrily, ¡§you have learned much secrets of us, the Malfoys. Enough to get you in trouble.¡¨ The word trouble was especially emphasized.
Cho grabbed onto her father¡¦s cloak tightly and retreated behind his form.
¡§What Lucius is trying to say,¡¨ Narcissa clarified for her husband, ¡§is that it is right that Cho should take care of Draco.¡¨
Cho¡¦s eyes widened at Narcissa¡¦s statements.
¡§You must be out of your minds! My daughter has no obligations to serve you Malfoys, never in this lifetime!¡¨ Mr. Chang shouted raged.
¡§Mr. Chang, please calm down. I¡¦m sure Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy will explain it. Please carry on, Mr. Malfoy,¡¨ Dumbledore said without emotions.
¡§Narcissa and I have decided that Cho should marry to our son to serve him permanently.¡¨
Cho couldn¡¦t believe what she was hearing. ¡§Me? Marrying that cold-blooded animal, poor excuse-for-a-boy of yours?! No way in this world would I marry him! You are insane to even propose this idea!¡¨ Cho got out behind her father and got closer to the Malfoys, getting angrier with each step.
¡§Silence, you girl! I presume you know that transfiguring into someone else, especially for an underage wizard, for no particular reason is a serious crime. With my reputation, I believe I could get you into Azkaban for pretending to be Monica,¡¨ the heart-of-a-stone Malfoy said.
Cho shivered at the thought of Azkaban. She was so afraid of being prisoned, yet so unwilling to listen to Lucius¡¦s command. What is she to do? Cho decided to fight back her fear and shouted, ¡§I rather be in... Azkaban then be with your son!¡¨
Mrs. Chang added supporting Cho, ¡§No daughter of mine will get involved with a Malfoy.¡¨
For hours, the Malfoys and the Changs screamed at each other while Dumbledore tried to calm each side.
¡§Fine then, I¡¦ll give you one day to decide what you would do and let you clear your mind and figure out that it is an honour to be married to a Malfoy,¡¨ Narcissa said heading to the door.
¡§We¡¦ll be back tomorrow. By then it is either prison or marriage,¡¨ Lucius turned around on his way out.
¡§Oh and by the way, I¡¦ve heard that your parents are in lots of debt. I know the wizards that they owe money are not the friendliest beings. They would do anything,¡¨ Lucius sneered, ¡§I hope you know that if you marry to our son, you will certainly be granted a wish. A little hint to you.¡¨ With that, Lucius left.
Cho shivered, then looked at her parents. ¡§Is it true? About what he said?¡¨
Mr. and Mrs. Chang kept silent.
¡§Is it true that you are in debts and that they would do unthinkable things to you?!¡¨ Cho said, raising her voice a bit, not in anger, but in disappointment.
¡§Oh, what am I saying? They¡¦ll be jailed if they think of touching your hair,¡¨ Cho tried to laugh off her silly idea, but Mr. and Mrs. Chang only sank lower in sorrow and showed their gloomy faces.
¡§It can¡¦t be. Professor Dumbledore, tell me it isn¡¦t so. That wizards hurting others will be jailed. Assure me that these wizards, that my parents are debt to won¡¦t do anything horrible to them!¡¨ Cho turned to Professor Dumbledore for reassurance.
¡§I¡¦m afraid I can¡¦t answer that Miss Chang. Why don¡¦t I leave you lot alone for a while to talk things over.¡¨ The door closed behind Dumbledore and he left that Changs there.
Cho collapsed onto the floor. A tear dropped from her almond-shaped eyes. No one could understand her feeling at this moment. She is caught up with deciding whether to marry Draco or not. If she doesn¡¦t marry Draco, she won¡¦t have to money to pay for her parents¡¦ debts. If she marries Draco, she¡¦ll be miserable.
¡§Cho dear...¡¨ Mrs. Chang¡¦s voice shook.
Cho got up and ran out of the infirmary and didn¡¦t stop until she reached outside of Hogwarts into the pouring rain. She tripped over a rock and landed in a big puddle of mud. To weak to shout or do anything but cry, Cho felt very vulnerable.
Why was the only thought that was running inside Cho¡¦s head. Why must heaven be so cruel to her as to give her such a fate. Will she be enslaved to the Malfoys? Or does she have a choice?
¡§I won¡¦t let my parents suffer,¡¨ Cho sniffed and whispered to herself. She got up and looking miserable, walked to the Malfoys, who are in a guest chamber in Hogwarts.
She hesitated to knock on the door. She was seconds from making a decision that she thinks she will regret forever. Before she knew it, Narcissa opened the door to meet the wrecked Chinese girl.
¡§I thought I heard someone at the door. So you¡¦ve decided,¡¨ Narcissa sneered, much like Draco.
¡§When will the marriage be held?¡¨ Cho could only say.
¡§That¡¦s the smart girl that you should be. Come in as there are much to discuss,¡¨ Narcissa tried to invite Cho into her room.
Cho slapped off Narcissa¡¦s hands and said dryly, ¡§You guarantee that you¡¦ll pay for my parents¡¦ debts?¡¨
¡§Yes, of course.¡¨
¡§Then owl me when the wedding is ready,¡¨ Cho walked away trying to conceal her tears. What have I gotten myself into?