Whenever You Call
By Venus
Disclaimer: Oof . . . get off . . . not mine . . . don't sue . . . oof . . . my . . . head . . . ouch . . .
A/N: Soo . . . how is everybody today? Me? I'm a hop, skip and a jump away from complete bliss. You?
Anyhoo . . . I hope you are all enjoying the fic, hmm? ok, maybe not . . . By the way, I know that I've put tragedy as the second genre, and I know it doesn't seem very sad yet, but trust me, it'll have a sad ending (for some reason, I love bawling my eyes out at sad stories and films, which is odd cos I'm usually a cheerful person). . . hopefully it'll be a tear-jerker, but I guess it depends on how well I write it. Ah well. I'll try my best.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed , I appreciate your comments. Please keep reviewing!
Chapter 6
"Cho! You're here! Oh, welcome home . . . did you have a good term? I heard there was a ball, how was that?"
"It was great! But . . . I have some news for you. I would have owled you, but I thought it would be better for me to tell you in person," said Cho, after she had lugged her trunk up into her room and settled herself in the living room.
"Oh yes?" replied her mother. "What's that, then?"
"I've got a boyfriend," said Cho, starting to grin.
"Oh, really?! Who is he? What's he like?"
"It's Harry. Harry Potter. He's really nice, he took me to the ball."
Her mother's smile flickered somewhat, to be replaced by a rather forced, strained one.
"Oh . . . that's nice, Cho."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing," said her mother hastily. "Why don't you go upstairs and unpack?"
Cho left the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother going into the kitchen where her father was. She heard an indistinct murmur of conversation, before she went into her room and shut the door. Why was her mother acting so strangely just because she had a boyfriend? Did she have something against Harry? She sat down on her bed, lost in thought. It could be because of what happened to Cedric . . . maybe her mother just didn't want her to get hurt again. Yes, she thought. Yes, that was it. Getting up from her bed, he slowly made her way to her trunk and began to unpack.
* * *
Cho made her way downstairs, where she went into the living room where her parents were. They were talking, but stopped abruptly when she entered the room.
"What are you talking about?"
"Nothing!"
Cho raised her eyebrows. She saw her mother and father exchange looks.
"Just business, Cho. Okay?"
Cho nodded, as she knew it would be unwise to pursue the subject. She got out a book that she had brought down with her, and started reading. (A/N: hey, she is a Ravenclaw!) Cho LOVED reading. Books took her to places where neither time nor space mattered, where she could escape the realities of life. Harry had once told her that she was nearly as bad as Hermione, to which she had just rolled her eyes. The difference between her and Hermione was that while Hermione liked textbooks and things to help with her homework, Cho preferred fiction. The truth was that books were something in which to aid her imagination to go completely wild, and she loved it. She especially liked romance stories. She had seen a lot of them turned into films, a muggle pastime, and she had regularly gone to see them at the cinema. She had often cried her eyes out at films, particularly at Titanic and A Walk To Remember. She curled herself up on the armchair, and soon was lost in a fantasy world . . .
* * *
Cho's parents continued to act strangely all through the holiday. She wondered why they were behaving like that, but told herself that if it was anything important, they would have told her. Soon enough, the day before she was due to go back to Hogwarts, she found two parents confronting her.
"What's wrong?"
Cho's father looked at her mother, before replying,
"Your mother has told me about your - relationship with Harry Potter."
"Oh . . . so?" said Cho, wondering what on earth this could possibly be about.
"Well, you see . . . we're not comfortable with it."
"What?! Why?"
Again, her parents exchanged that look, making Cho feel more and more annoyed by the second. They had liked Cedric, so what was the big idea?
"We don't want you to get hurt again," said her mother.
"Well, Harry's not Cedric! And besides, isn't it better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all?"
"Well, yes, I suppose, but that is beside the point."
"It is not! How is that beside the point?!" cried Cho. She was *really* annoyed now, and to make her temper hotter, her parents again exchanged that glance, but this time, she saw her mother nod very slightly.
"It's not just that . . . we are worried that it may ruin your chances."
"My chances? Of what? Getting a good score on my NEWTs? If it is, then don't worry, I've got that sorted."
Her father sighed.
"Not just that. The Dark Lord does not like Harry Potter."
"What?! I know he doesn't, but what's that got to do with anything?"
"Well, he may be . . . reluctant to let someone to let someone who he knows befriended Harry Potter in any sort of way join."
"Join? Join what?" said Cho, her heart starting to thump.
"Join his Death Eaters," replied her father, a manic smile beginning to spread across his features that Cho definitely didn't like.
"D-death eaters? B-but what's that g-got to do with anything?" Asked Cho wildly, positively terrified.
"Oh, that's got everything to do with it . . ." said her mother, an evil smile also spreading on her face.
"W-what are you talking about?"
What happened next made Cho completely convinced that her life ended right there and then.
Her mother and her father both rolled up their left sleeve. There on their forearm, was the most repulsive sight Cho had ever seen. The Dark Mark.
A/N: ooh, cliffy! Am I evil or what?! So, what do you think? Good, or far- fetched? Review!
By Venus
Disclaimer: Oof . . . get off . . . not mine . . . don't sue . . . oof . . . my . . . head . . . ouch . . .
A/N: Soo . . . how is everybody today? Me? I'm a hop, skip and a jump away from complete bliss. You?
Anyhoo . . . I hope you are all enjoying the fic, hmm? ok, maybe not . . . By the way, I know that I've put tragedy as the second genre, and I know it doesn't seem very sad yet, but trust me, it'll have a sad ending (for some reason, I love bawling my eyes out at sad stories and films, which is odd cos I'm usually a cheerful person). . . hopefully it'll be a tear-jerker, but I guess it depends on how well I write it. Ah well. I'll try my best.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed , I appreciate your comments. Please keep reviewing!
Chapter 6
"Cho! You're here! Oh, welcome home . . . did you have a good term? I heard there was a ball, how was that?"
"It was great! But . . . I have some news for you. I would have owled you, but I thought it would be better for me to tell you in person," said Cho, after she had lugged her trunk up into her room and settled herself in the living room.
"Oh yes?" replied her mother. "What's that, then?"
"I've got a boyfriend," said Cho, starting to grin.
"Oh, really?! Who is he? What's he like?"
"It's Harry. Harry Potter. He's really nice, he took me to the ball."
Her mother's smile flickered somewhat, to be replaced by a rather forced, strained one.
"Oh . . . that's nice, Cho."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing," said her mother hastily. "Why don't you go upstairs and unpack?"
Cho left the room. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother going into the kitchen where her father was. She heard an indistinct murmur of conversation, before she went into her room and shut the door. Why was her mother acting so strangely just because she had a boyfriend? Did she have something against Harry? She sat down on her bed, lost in thought. It could be because of what happened to Cedric . . . maybe her mother just didn't want her to get hurt again. Yes, she thought. Yes, that was it. Getting up from her bed, he slowly made her way to her trunk and began to unpack.
* * *
Cho made her way downstairs, where she went into the living room where her parents were. They were talking, but stopped abruptly when she entered the room.
"What are you talking about?"
"Nothing!"
Cho raised her eyebrows. She saw her mother and father exchange looks.
"Just business, Cho. Okay?"
Cho nodded, as she knew it would be unwise to pursue the subject. She got out a book that she had brought down with her, and started reading. (A/N: hey, she is a Ravenclaw!) Cho LOVED reading. Books took her to places where neither time nor space mattered, where she could escape the realities of life. Harry had once told her that she was nearly as bad as Hermione, to which she had just rolled her eyes. The difference between her and Hermione was that while Hermione liked textbooks and things to help with her homework, Cho preferred fiction. The truth was that books were something in which to aid her imagination to go completely wild, and she loved it. She especially liked romance stories. She had seen a lot of them turned into films, a muggle pastime, and she had regularly gone to see them at the cinema. She had often cried her eyes out at films, particularly at Titanic and A Walk To Remember. She curled herself up on the armchair, and soon was lost in a fantasy world . . .
* * *
Cho's parents continued to act strangely all through the holiday. She wondered why they were behaving like that, but told herself that if it was anything important, they would have told her. Soon enough, the day before she was due to go back to Hogwarts, she found two parents confronting her.
"What's wrong?"
Cho's father looked at her mother, before replying,
"Your mother has told me about your - relationship with Harry Potter."
"Oh . . . so?" said Cho, wondering what on earth this could possibly be about.
"Well, you see . . . we're not comfortable with it."
"What?! Why?"
Again, her parents exchanged that look, making Cho feel more and more annoyed by the second. They had liked Cedric, so what was the big idea?
"We don't want you to get hurt again," said her mother.
"Well, Harry's not Cedric! And besides, isn't it better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all?"
"Well, yes, I suppose, but that is beside the point."
"It is not! How is that beside the point?!" cried Cho. She was *really* annoyed now, and to make her temper hotter, her parents again exchanged that glance, but this time, she saw her mother nod very slightly.
"It's not just that . . . we are worried that it may ruin your chances."
"My chances? Of what? Getting a good score on my NEWTs? If it is, then don't worry, I've got that sorted."
Her father sighed.
"Not just that. The Dark Lord does not like Harry Potter."
"What?! I know he doesn't, but what's that got to do with anything?"
"Well, he may be . . . reluctant to let someone to let someone who he knows befriended Harry Potter in any sort of way join."
"Join? Join what?" said Cho, her heart starting to thump.
"Join his Death Eaters," replied her father, a manic smile beginning to spread across his features that Cho definitely didn't like.
"D-death eaters? B-but what's that g-got to do with anything?" Asked Cho wildly, positively terrified.
"Oh, that's got everything to do with it . . ." said her mother, an evil smile also spreading on her face.
"W-what are you talking about?"
What happened next made Cho completely convinced that her life ended right there and then.
Her mother and her father both rolled up their left sleeve. There on their forearm, was the most repulsive sight Cho had ever seen. The Dark Mark.
A/N: ooh, cliffy! Am I evil or what?! So, what do you think? Good, or far- fetched? Review!
