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A/N: A Valentine special, because all the fluff nearly made me sick. I like some romance in my story, but fluff.... ugh. I'm allergic to the stuff, so I always get itchy when Valentines Day approaches and here's the result.

Alright, the last chapter was weird, let's try something else shall we. Let's do the opposite of Valentine.

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WARNING: I hate Cho, I really, really do. The last chapter might have already hinted towards this, but I thought I'd just tell you again. Or rather, I'll show you again.

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At Death's Door

Part 14: Gruesome Valentine

Rated: R

Warning: Gore, Torture, Sexual scenes and mentions of rape. (not necessarily in that order.)

Valentines day.

He used to hate this particular holiday, with all the fluffiness surrounding it, but not anymore. Not now he finally had another date with Cho.

The gorgeous girl, with her oriental looks and black long hair and beautiful dark eyes and.... He sighed.

She had said yes when he had asked her out on another date for Valentines Day in Hogsmead and he felt like he was the luckiest man on earth.

He was standing in the front hall, waiting for her arrival, and when he finally saw her his stomach flip-flopped and the familiar butterflies were fluttering through his belly.

He smiled at her and as she smiled back shyly, he took her arm and guided her outside.

On their way to the wizarding village they talked about little things, like school and quidditch or what they were planning to do after they had finished at Hogwarts. It was a very pleasant walk and when she took his hand in hers, he squeezed it back softly.

He felt at ease with her, not at all nervous. Maybe it was because he knew what was expected of him this time.

They spend some time looking around shops, buying candy and some other supplies, and then made their way to Madam Puddifoot's, the same little cafe that they had gone to the year before. It still had a lot of frills and bows, and even the golden cherubs hovering over the small circular tables were the same, but Cho liked it and it was kinda cute, so Harry would stand it.

They chose one of the tables by the windows and after ordering their coffees, they talked some more about their future, or more about her future actually, since he didn't really have much of a choice regarding what he was going to do when his schooling was finished, but it was nice enough to hear her talk.

There were some other couples sitting at little tables, he even spotted Ginny with some blond boy all the way in the back, but he didn't recognize him. Other than that there wasn't anyone he knew and he turned back to his own date, who was smiling at him.

This time when she put her hand on the table he didn't hesitate and covered it with his own, gently caressing her skin with his thumb. He felt her shiver at the sensation and continued the motion as they drank their coffee.

After about an hour of talking and two more cups of coffee, the conversation fell silent. They just looked each other in the eyes and Harry felt like nothing on earth could be more beautiful that Cho blushing as she was doing now.

Almost without him noticing it, he leaned forward, as did she, and he lifted his hand, caressing her face softly. His whole body seemed to be on autopilot and he was tingling all over. They leaned in more and then their lips touched.

Their kiss wasn't anything like the one they had shared that Christmas more than a year ago. No, besides that it wasn't as wet, it was less awkward and hurried.

At first their lips just pressed together, sending sparks up his spine, but then he started to give little kisses all over her sweet lips, making her eyes fall closed.

He had to remember to thank Lavender for giving him those lessons during the Christmas holidays.

His own eyelids shut by themselves when he felt her return the sensations by nibbling on his lower lip. Automatically his tongue came out to wet his lips, but when they came into contact with hers too, she opened them slightly, allowing him to lick the inside of her lips.

Before he knew it her own tongue was slicked against his, licking his lips, teeth and then the inside of his mouth, making him shiver in delight. As she pulled back slightly he followed her and explored the small ridges under her tongue and the smoothness of her palate, tasting the sweet coffee they had been drinking..

And then Cho moaned softly in his mouth. Oh god, that had to be the most arousing thing he had ever heard.

When they both pulled back, slightly out of breath, he looked at the gorgeous sight before him. Cho's cheeks were a rosy colour, her eyes were glazed over and her swollen lips were still slightly open.

She raised her hand to her lips and smiled widely, her cheeks flushing even darker.

"That was... nice." He managed to get out in a husky voice. He just got another smile in return.

Having drunk their coffee and noticing that it was almost lunchtime, Harry paid the bill and led his date once again into the February cold.

Looking at her face for a reaction, he put his arm around her shoulders. She seemed a little startled, but didn't pull away, instead she put her arm around his waist in return.

Suddenly she pulled him into a small alley off to the side of the main road. Once out of sight she guided his head down with her hands and kissed him again.

The surprise didn't last long and as he felt her fingers caressing his hair, he put his arms around her waist, pulling her against him more tightly.

As the fierceness of the kiss increased, he pushed her against the wall behind her, claiming her mouth with vigour. She moaned his name and clenched his hair almost painfully.

He had never felt anything like this, never had he known such a need for someone and ohhh, she was rubbing against him in such a way that just made him loose it. He moaned loudly against her neck as she sucked on his own, giving him the most wonderful hickey.

Suddenly there was a loud crash and he immediately tore away from her. There was a deafening thunder that seemed to surround them and he sprinted out of the alley, wand in hand, to search for the source of the racket.

The first thought in his mind was deatheater attack.

And when he reached the main Hogsmead road, with Cho running close behind him, he saw that he had been right.

The small town was in a panic, people were running all directions, children were screaming and in the middle of all this was a group of black robed wizards wearing white masks and firing spells at random people.

Harry couldn't tell precisely what spells were being used, but he saw the familiar bright green of the killing curse light up the road several times.

No window had been left whole in the entire street, bodies, either death or stunned, were scattered across the pavement and the Three Broomsticks was burning, he could hear screams coming from inside.

Not knowing what else to do, he began running once again and started shooting curses back towards the deatheaters along side with the few brave witches and wizards who had chosen to stay and fight.

He recognized some faces among the resistance as students from the DA, teachers and even some order of the phoenix members.

But it became clear very quickly that the small group of resistance was no obstacle at all to the dark wizards. The adults were the first to go in green flashes from enemy wands and soon after students were being targeted.

Although they had managed to stun a lot of the deatheaters, their companions would immediately enervate them. Some were truly incapacitated, but too few to matter. Especially the students did not know any curses that couldn't easily be reversed.

He saw Mundungus, Remus and all the teachers fall one by one, but he kept going. Then Neville went up in flames by a powerful élan hex, Hermione was next to be hit by an avada kedavra and both Anthony and Zacharias were victims of prolonged cruciatus.

He didn't understand, where were the aurors? Where was backup, or even Dumbledore with some help?

But nothing came and soon he and Cho were the only ones left, she had been standing partially behind him and therefore protected by his shields, and apparently they didn't want him dead, yet anyway, something that was made very clear by the fact that they hadn't sent even one killing curse his way.

They didn't ask for surrender or anything like that, but just fired multiple stunning hexes and cruciatus curses at him until he could no longer hold up his shields from the excruciating pain and one of the stunners hit him.

Everything went black.

When he woke up again, the first thing he saw was Cho.

She was lying next to him, very close by and her face was turned towards his.

He could feel that his hands were tied together behind his back with a spell and his entire body hurt from being hit by multiple cruciatus curses, the most painful curse in existence.

Ignoring the pain as much as he could he turned his attention on the girl next to him. He was about to say something to her, when he saw that her eyes were open wide, gazing into nothing. There was a trail of dried blood coming from her slack mouth, the mouth he had been kissing only a short while ago. Or at least he thought it was a short while, seeing as he was still in Hogsmead and the sun hadn't set yet.

He immediately rolled over one half turn and forced himself on his knees, before looking at his former date in shock.

She was death. The thing he had been looking at had only been her severed head, blood slowly leaking from her neck. Her body was lying a little bit further away and he could see that her dress was bunched up around her middle and her thighs were coloured brown red. With a lot of effort he kept himself from retching and turned his head away instead.

Only to come face to mask with the group of deatheaters, all of them now laughing at him.

A second later he fell forward in overwhelming pain, landing flat on his face, making his nose start bleeding rivers of red. It seemed like hours later until they released him from the crucio, only to start again when his muscles stopped twitching so badly.

At the exact point that he could actually feel his mind slipping away from him and he would gladly have let it, the curse was stopped once again.

Still lying on his stomach, he started coughing, hacking up blood and gal, but not having the power to spit it out he started choking. It wasn't until one of the deatheaters kicked him onto his side that he could get some air into his lungs.

He didn't have the time to be glad for this small reprieve as immediately a severing charm was send his way that cut through his back and side, then another across his legs and another, and another. In between torture he could feel blood flowing from his entire body, but it didn't register anymore.

Somewhere very far away someone was screaming. The thought that they must be in pain suddenly sprung up in his mind. But he couldn't help them, not anymore.

The curses had stopped somehow and even though the pain hadn't, some things started getting through to him. He could hear something now that the screaming had stopped. A popping sound.

Apparating. There were people apparating into the town. Help had come at last.

But just before the aurors reached the group of deatheaters and their only victim left alive, one of masked man fired a last severing charm.

At Harry's neck.

His head rolled right in front of Albus Dumbledore's feet and the deatheaters apparated away from the destroyed village.

Harry Potter was no more and the last thing he ever saw was the severed head of his date and crush lying in front of him, staring at him with death eyes.

Happy Valentine.

End Part 14.

It started a lot fluffier. *cough* ..I mean more romantic than I had expected, but I hope I made up for it later in the story. More than 900 words on the romance and about 1050 on the action and torture, that should about cover it.

My wonderful reviewers:

Miss-Aurelia: Thanks a lot, I hope you forced them into reviewing now, but I'm afraid that's just wishful thinking. Oh well, at least my others fics are doing great in the review business. Thanks for the tip about the mirror by the way, I forgot to mention it, but I've corrected it now. And yes, here's the valentine chapter. It's more angsty, violent and dark than my last chapters, so I hope you like it.

Who wants to know?: Who gave a small review in the review for Reality, thanks for both.

Sinilu Silverspell: Yep, you definitely earned your lollipop. As for how I came up with this idea, I'm just weird that way. :p I love Harry very much, he's my favourite character and that's why he's the main focus for these stories, but I just needed to vent some aggression I think. :)

 

You people better review or I'll send Aurelia after you and she's dangerous, I should know. :) After all, she forced me into updating more than once. ^_^