This story is fixing to take a turn for the dark side, I wanted to put it a little fun before it turned completely dark. This was such a fun chapter to write, I hope you guys are ready to really hate a character.

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Chapter Thirty-One: Don't Be Jealous

The darkness of the night was unnerving as Harry Potter looked around the vacant room. He wasn't sure where he was at, or even how he got there. Again the sound of wind rattled in his exposed ear

"Harry, help me," cried a voice, a familiar voice.

"Who's there?" Harry bellowed back into the emptiness.

"Help me," the voice cried again.

He wasn't sure which direction he should attempt to run, but it didn't matter, ever direction looked exactly the same. That's is when he saw it, two dark eyes and a figure griping his robes close to the neck.

"Death," it hissed, as Harry Potter rattled awake. The Room of Requirements slowly came into focus as the sleeping Ravenclaw shifted on his chest. His dreams were getting weirder, not like the ones from last year. It was as if the darkest parts of his mind were trying to awake.

Cho muttered something understandable and clinched tighter to Harry's robe. She looked so helpless, so innocent sleeping. He carefully caressed her hair in soft stokes, trying to ease her dream. A small grin creped across her face as she nuzzled her face closer to him.

Harry chuckled to himself thinking about McGonagall's face if she ever caught them, two students of the opposite gender spending a night together unsupervised. He yawned then gently shook her awake, "Cho, wake up."

"Huh? Do I have to?" she muttered groggily.

"We need to get back before someone discovers we're missing," Harry said softly.

Cho grumbled, "I don't care."

She snuggled back up to Harry in a rebellion. Harry couldn't help but laugh, she definitely wasn't an easy riser. He lifted himself off the couch, causing Cho to fumble forward.

"Come on Harry, just a few more minuets," she pleaded.

"No, we need to get back," he repeated.

"Fine, fine, I'm up," she threw her hands up in defeat and started trying to compose herself.

"Imagine how much trouble we'd be in if we were caught?" Harry presented to her.

Cho batted her eyes, "it would be worth it."

The walk back to the Ravenclaw common room was uneventful, and Cho gave Harry a quick kiss goodnight before disappearing into the safety of her house. He was about to turn to leave when she reappeared.

"Harry," she called quietly.

He exposed his eyes, curious to what she was doing.

She approached him staring down at her feet, "take this, please don't ask me about it."

Cho handed him the Death Journal nervously, and then disappeared back into her common room. He breath a sigh of relief, he owed Ginny one. Deciding not to do anything with the book at that moment, he carried it back with him to the Gryffindor house, then secured it in his truck.

"At least she can't get to it in there," he thought to himself.

"Harry, you back mate?" he heard Ron whispering.

"Yea, bit tired though," Harry tried, noticing the I want to talk voice from Ron.

Ron's bed curtain shifted and a wide-awake red head emerged, "I just wanted to talk to you about Pavarti."

"What about her?" Harry asked, trying desperately to keep the bitterness out of his tone.

"Do you have a problem with her seeing other people?" Ron continued.

Harry felt like telling Ron not to waste his time but decided against it, "I don't have a problem with you dating Pavarti."

Ron smug expression made it obvious Harry had answered the question he was curious about, "we aren't really dating you know."

"Not according to Ginny," Harry spat, regretting it instantly.

"Let me guess, she's trying to start trouble between me and you?" Ron accused.

"Oh course not, listen can we." Harry tried, but was interrupted.

"I mean, you're my best mate, if you have a problem with me dating Pavarti then I won't see her anymore, simple as that."

"I don't have a problem with you dating Pavarti, if you want to," Harry repeated desperately searching for an end to this conversation.

"Hermione sure seemed jealous tonight when she saw me and Pavarti snuggling on the couch together," Ron boasted, mainly to himself.

Harry sighed, "Hermione not the type of girl you can win over with jealousy."

"I'm not trying to make her jealous, this hasn't anything to do with her," Ron spat.

Harry yawned again, "good because she's going to visit Victor this summer."

"SHE'S WHAT?" Ron exclaimed a little too loudly.

"Will you two shut-up for the love of Merlin!" Seamus bellowed as a pillow flew from Neville's bed.

Harry sighed again, "I thought you liked Pavarti?"

"I do," Ron said unconvincingly.

"Ron, I'm going to bed," Harry finally got out.

Ron slightly frowned, "that's fine, we'll talk tomorrow."

"Sure," Harry attempted, desperate to get to bed.

The morning arrived to quickly, and thankfully Harry felt he was getting better at Occlemency, because he didn't dream. He was the last one in his dormitory out of bed that morning, but it didn't matter to him. He would have preferred to skip class and sleep the entire day. It seemed it had been such a long time since he had really slept.

"Harry, get up!" Ron badgered, looking like he wanted to continue the conversation from the previous evening.

"Tell Professor Flitwick I have a stomach bug or something," Harry begged throwing the covers back over his head.

"It's a beautiful morning, you can't be serious?" Ron retorted.

With some effort Ron finally got Harry out of bed, and ready for class. After all, Harry couldn't afford to get detention with Quidditch practice upcoming that evening. Harry yawned as he followed Ron down the dormitory stairs.

"Hello Ronald," called a sweet voice, Harry would recognize anywhere.

"Pavarti, I didn't know you'd be waiting for me," Ron replied awkwardly.

"Aren't you going to offer to walk me to class?" she asked sweetly.

Ron bit his lip and laughed nervously, "of course, you don't mind do you Harry?"

"Not a bit," Harry said almost bitterly, and Pavarti flashed him one of her seductive smiles.

It wasn't bad walking to Charms alone, he'd catch up with Ron sooner or later. Just before he rounded the corner to his class Hermione appeared, with a fuming face.

"Can you believe him?" she said hatefully.

"Who?" Harry said dumbfounded.

"Ron, he's being so silly," Hermione continued.

Harry shrugged, "I really don't care if he's dating Pavarti or not."

"Oh Harry, don't be such a pushover. Whether you and Pavarti dated or not isn't the point. The point is she's only dating him to make you jealous," she said sternly.

Harry shrugged again, "I'm not interested in Pavarti, and she's not doing it to make me jealous."

"Than explain why she's going after your best mate? So you have to pay attention to her. Plus, Ron's only dating her to make me jealous, how naïve does he think I am?" Hermione ranted.

"Hermione, calm down. You look like Ginny," Harry tried to joke.

"Oh, you weren't in the common room with them last night. They were calling each other by pet names and snogging right in front of everyone."

"He kissed her?" Harry suddenly said, surprised by how much it struck him.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "that's in a understatement. They were all over each other, and when I told them that their behavior was inappropriate, he accused me of being jealous."

"I bet Pavarti ate that up," Harry remarked curtly, envisioning Ron and Pavarti in a lip lock.

"He's such a pig, a stupid conceded worm who deserves what's coming to him," she finished flatly, taking the books out of her satchel.

Harry tried to keep the thoughts of Ron and Pavarti out of his mind. He had Cho now, he didn't need Pavarti. He could have had her all year, he chose someone else. He wasn't sure why he was now trying to convince himself that he had made the right decision.

Lunch just brought along more woes. He should have been worried about more important things like Quidditch or staying alive, instead his attention was turned towards his best mate and the girl who was hanging all over him.

"Sickening isn't it?" Ginny asked annoyed as she watched the same scene Harry was.

Ron and Pavarti were now feeding each other and giggling happily about it. Harry swallowed hard, knowing he didn't want to answer Ginny question, not that he needed to.

"Oh Ronnie, why do you have to be so cute," Pavarti giggled pinching his cheek lightly.

"Oh Ronnie," Hermione mocked under her breath while rolling her eyes.

Harry willed his eyes shut, knowing what was probably going to happen next, but they wouldn't shut. Then it happened, Pavarti grabbed Ron's face and planted a huge smooch right on his lips.

"I think I'm going to be sick," Harry muttered, causing Ginny to smirk.

After the two new lovebird broke apart, Pavarti glanced towards Harry and winked, causing him to look away quickly. Hermione was right, she was only dating Ron to make him jealous. Her logic sometimes seemed completely pointless.

"Ronnie, aren't you going to carry my books to my next class?" Pavarti asked with an innocent expression on her face.

Hermione bit her lip and closed her eyes, "what an idiot."

"Hermione, did you say something?" Ron suddenly asked.

Hermione eyes flared, "I said you we're an idiot."

Ron smirked and grabbed Pavarti's bag as he walked her towards the Great Hall doors. Pavarti flashed Hermione a cold glare before the two disappeared.

"I am so glad you never went out with her," Hermione confessed rearing on Harry.

The anger now building in his stomach was leaving a sour taste in his mouth. He had felt this nasty feeling before, when he had seen Cedric Diggory and Cho Chang, hands interlocked, walking through the corridors. The only problem he couldn't figure out why he was feeling so jealous. He had the girl he had fancied for nearly four years confessing her love to him, and he was angry because his best mate finally had a girl.

Maybe it was the logic that Pavarti Patil was only showing an interest in Ron because she was desperately trying to make him jealous. That wink at lunch was the only proof he needed.

Lunch came and went as well as the rest of the classed. Before he realized it, he found himself out on the Quidditch pitch, instructing his team.

"Ron, pay attention. Watching Pavarti isn't one of your positions duties," Harry spat hatefully at his best friend, causing Ginny to laugh loudly.

Ron started to protest but Harry wasn't paying attention anymore. It was making him sick to watch the goggling eyes between the two of them during this practice. It had become the worst practice Harry could ever remember.

"What in the hell is your problem?" Ron yelled finally catching Harry's attention.

Harry suddenly lost control of his temper, "YOU!"

Ron looked completely taken back, "what the bloody hell did I do?"

Pavarti looked at Harry dangerous and he turned his eyes to avoid her glare.

"Grow-up Potter," she hissed as she flew dangerously close to him.

Ron eyed Harry closely as Pavarti passed, "are you pissed because I'm with Pavarti and you're not."

"RON!" Ginny shrilled, but it was to late, Harry had finally lost control his anger and was barreling towards Ron.

The two impacted hard causing both boys to fall from their broom a good fifteen feet before hitting the ground.

"HOLY MERLIN!" Dennis Creevy exclaimed as he and the rest of the team watched in shock.

Ron pulled himself off the ground and charged towards Harry, "what in the world are you thinking!"

"You know damn well what I'm thinking," Harry snapped back, pulling himself off the ground as well.

"Stop it, both of you!" Pavarti ordered landing on the ground between them.

"It isn't right Pavarti, and you know it!" Harry snapped at her.

Ron narrowed his eyes, "don't snap at her!"

"What isn't right Harry?" Pavarti asked sternly, not taking her eyes off him.

Harry nostrils flared in anger, "dating Ron to make me jealous!"

Pavarti almost smiled, but didn't, "so, is that what you think?"

"Like it isn't obvious, you've been throwing yourself at him all year," Ginny added as she landed with the rest of the team.

Pavarti rounded on Ginny, "like everyone on this team doesn't know why you kiss up to Potter's ass."

"Pathetic," Ginny snarled not breaking her glare with Pavarti.

"I can't believe you're being like this," Ron snapped at Harry, "I can't believe you're this jealous."

"I'm not jealous," Harry said instantly.

"I told you if you have a problem with me dating Pavarti, than I wouldn't," Ron defended.

"You have no right telling someone not to date me Harry," Pavarti interjected, "after everything that happened between us."

"Pavarti this is getting ridiculous," Harry protested.

"What exactly is getting ridiculous? That you can't admit you even like your girlfriend, or that fact we use to snog every night while she was a St. Mungo," Pavarti said loudly and bitterly.

Harry stared at her dumbfounded, not believing what he just heard.

"Times up Gryffindor, hit the shower," Madame Hooch called as the Ravenclaw team followed her.

Harry felt the lump of all lumps developing in his throat. He turned around to see a pale Cho Chang staring at him in disbelief.

"Cho, wait," he tried but she turned her head, ignoring him.

"Back off Potter," Paul Keebler spat, rising in the air with the rest of the Ravenclaw team.

Harry contemplated jumping on his broom and going after her, but the look in Madame Hooche's eyes told him that wasn't a good idea.

"CHO!" Harry called again.

"Save the dramatics for off the field," Madame Hooch lectured, motioning them to go.

Pavarti grabbed Ron's hand as the two disappeared towards the locker room.

"I'm so sorry Harry," Ginny said with sincerity as she disappeared into the locker room.

Harry sat there watching the Ravenclaw team practicing in the distant, he wasn't going in the locker room until he had talk to her. He had to fix things before they really got out of hand, it was just a misunderstanding after all, depending on how much she had heard.

The practice carried on for an eternity, and the sweet words of Madame Hooch announcing the Slytherins had the field seemed like sweet music to Harry. The Ravenclaw team looked exhausted. Cho was walking with Michael Corner describing a play strategy with her hands.

"Cho can we talk?" Harry asked desperately as she passed, but she didn't even acknowledge him.

She disappeared into the locker room with the rest of her team, leaving Harry Potter outside feeling very much alone.