Ferret Boy – I'm glad that the Forbidden Forest incident fit so well too. And…um…what was the happy thought by the way…hmm? 'Let It Rain', 'Let It Rain', 'Let It Rain'!!!! New logs, new logs, new logs!!!!  Maybe I'm being too subtle?

Pamela – Yes! The happy thought! I'm really happy that you like the way both Draco and Cho are being written, especially Cho. As you can tell, the story is mainly from her point of view. If I'm off, shoot me an email and let me know. I don't want to mess her up (or Draco for that matter so this goes for Ferret Boy also). And you and I are both suckers, because I LOVE the evil bastard too!

Kikyos Spirit – Thanks for the support!

Dusty Wings – Draco sexy already? LOL! I didn't even realize that I had written him that way already. Guess he's just a natural at it. ;)

The Teenage Angst Brigade – Thanks for your wonderful words! It means a lot to me that such a talented writer has given me such praise. Smiles. Evil!Draco all the way! By the way, you need to update yours soon!

nunce – I'm not sure how many soft spots Draco has…not too many I'm afraid. But, he DID sacrifice his opulent room and his humungous comfortable bed!

randomLore – You are very observant. Cho is not perfect by any means. And if you continue to read, you'll discover that she has faults just like anybody else.

Ophelia Winters – Making out? Well, you've got it! Well, sort of…read on to see what I mean.

All – As always, your comments have been great. Please keep them coming. They make me happy.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters.



Chapter 4 – Draco Malfoy's Private Quarters

Feeling the loneliest she ever felt, Cho peered through the telescope. She could see stars for miles and miles in endless sky. For one brief moment, she wished that she could be one of those stars…without a care in the world…without any problems…able to peer at other stars and take her spot in the vast universe. If she had to be alone, she wished that she could be so in her own place in the endless sky.

She half-smiled to herself. She wouldn't have to deal with school, with growing up, with responsibility, with relationships, and especially love and heartache. A lone tear slipped down her cheek as her mind eventually drifted to the one thing she had gone up to the Astronomy Tower to forget. But, she should have known better. Her mind never let her forget when it came to him.

For this was the spot that Draco had accepted her offer of friendship. It was his birthday gift to her. And it was the most wonderful gift she had received. The friendship had started out rocky and continued to remain rough for the next few months. Then, she had begun to have feelings for him. Feelings that scared her. Feelings that forced themselves up to the surface even though she had tried hard to suppress them. It took even longer for Draco to admit to his feelings for her. He wasn't perfect, but in his own way he loved her.

Or so she thought with an embittered chuckle. It had been a month now that Draco had changed his demeanor toward her. He was so cold and distant now. They hardly ever spoke anymore. The only times that she would see him were at meals. But he never once glanced in her direction.

Friends in Ravenclaw began to notice this change also. Cho didn't know how to respond to their prying questions as she did not know the answers herself. Eventually, her friends began to lose interest and let the subject drop much to Cho's relief. She had tried several times to get Draco alone to try to sort things out and understand why he was behaving so distant. But, Draco never honored these appointments. Many times, Cho would find herself waiting well past the hour in hopes that he was just running late. But he never was late. Cho knew that he was intentionally avoiding her. Eventually, Cho had to admit to herself that there was not much else for her to do but to just let go…just as her friends had.

"He knew how much power and control he had in this relationship. I just never thought that he would go through with it," Cho whispered sadly under her breath.

A few more moments passed when she heard the door to the Tower creak open. She decided to remain hidden as she was sure she looked foolish with her tear-stained cheeks, but more importantly, students were so supposed to be in bed not in the Astronomy Tower lamenting about their love lives. But as the figure began to enter the room, she realized that it was Draco…only one person at Hogwarts had those infamous white-blonde locks. She immediately reached for her wand inside her robes and faintly lit the room, "Lumos."

"Who's there?" asked Draco a bit apprehensively.

"It's only me," Cho replied softly as she drew the wand closer to her face so that he could see her.

"Oh. I didn't think that anyone would be here. I'll leave." Draco immediately drawled adopting his bored tone.

"No!" Cho panicked. She realized that this was her one chance to talk to him. "Please stay. For me?"

Draco was half outside the door when he suddenly stopped at the sound of Cho's pleas. He hesitated for a few moments, but eventually turned around. Cho immediately recognized the infamous smirk and felt strangely comforted by it.

The bored drawl came again, "Well, isn't this a familiar scene?"

"Draco, you know we need to talk," Cho tried to sound brave. But her spirited front caved in before she could fight it and tears quickly found their way down her cheeks. She was crying now.

"I thought that you wanted to talk?" Draco drawled impatiently after a few moments…his eyes cold and unfeeling.

"Right…right. I'm sorry," Cho tried to quickly dry her eyes and stop the tears.

"Well? I haven't all night," Draco cut in unsympathetically.

"Draco, what's going on? Why won't you look at me or talk to me anymore? What have I done?" pleaded Cho, still trying unsuccessfully to stop the tears.

"You've done nothing, really. You needn't worry your pretty little head," Draco responded offhandedly.

"My pretty little head…?" Cho was confused. "If I've done nothing, then why are you so distant?"

"I've just realized that what happened between us has meant nothing to me. I cannot envision a future with you. Why prolong something that is hopeless? That's all," Draco continued casually as if he were explaining a potions lesson.

"That's all? But…but I don't understand. I love you, Draco. And you told me that you loved me."

"In the throws of passion, anything can be uttered. You shouldn't have taken that to be the truth."

"The truth? What is the truth, Draco? I want to hear you say it. Tell me that you don't love me or care for me, that I mean nothing to you and that you really want out. Tell me that you no longer want to be my friend. Tell me all this and I will not pursue it anymore," Cho challenged.

"I never wanted to be your friend in the first place, Cho Chang. You forced it upon me," Draco sneered.

"That's not true and you know it. I never forced anything upon you. If you didn't want my friendship, you never should have accepted my offer," Cho was growing angrier by the second, upset by the insinuation that she forced him into this relationship. Like anyone, but his father, could force him to do anything! "Don't stand there and try to put the blame on me. Typical Draco Malfoy. You try to fault anyone else but yourself."

Draco stood there speechless glaring at Cho. Cho could tell that her words had definitely struck a nerve. If she wasn't so upset, she might have been able to manage a smug expression. She was definitely entitled to one.

Draco snapped out of his apparent stupor and managed the nastiest sneer Cho ever saw him don, "You are really keen on being hurt by me aren't you? Why don't you just accept that it's over?"

"I can't. I need to hear you say it," Cho continued to dare him tell her that she meant nothing to him and what they had meant nothing to him.

"Very well…suit yourself. I was just using you, Cho Chang. It was so easy."

"You mean to get back at Harry?"

"Yes, initially it was to stick it to Potter that I, Draco Malfoy, could take away anything that he so desired. That I was better than him. That I had you and he didn't. But then, that began to get old. I mean, soon Potter had accepted that you were with me and didn't seem to care anymore and so it was no longer fun. But you were still there…in my life. I figured that if I could convince you that I cared for you as more than friends then I could use you to satisfy my own needs."

"You wouldn't do that," Cho said, crying fresh tears and shaking her head not wanting to believe the truth Draco had just told her.

"Wouldn't I?" Draco stopped momentarily to give an amused chuckle at Cho's naivete. The venom continued to lace Draco's words, "I knew that as a goody-two shoes Ravenclaw you wouldn't give yourself to me so readily if you didn't feel that there was love and caring from my end. It was fun for a while, but what can I say? You grew old. I needed someone fresh."

"You're despicable," Cho spat.

"Say what you will. That's the truth. You asked for it," Draco drawled in finality.

"Get out! Get out!" Infuriated, Cho ran up to Draco and started pounding on his chest with her fists. "You insufferable git. I hate you…I hate you. How could you do this-"

The next thing Cho knew, Draco suddenly grabbed her wrists and impulsively kissed her roughly on the lips.  Cho refused the kiss at first and struggled to free herself from Draco's vice-like grip. However, her struggles only managed to make Draco grip her wrists harder to the point where she was sure that bruises would show the next day. His kisses were also becoming more fervent as he seized her lips and wouldn't let go.

Soon, Cho found herself struggling less against his hold and even timidly returning Draco's kisses. But as seconds passed, she began to return the kisses with a passion that could rival Draco's.

Cho knew that this was wrong. She knew that she should be trying to run away especially after he told her that she meant nothing to him. She knew that she was just being used again to satisfy whatever short-lived desire Draco had for her at the moment. But, she couldn't force herself to break away. A large part of her wanted this. To feel loved and wanted by him again if only for one last time.

As her struggles to be free from Draco were now a mere memory, Cho could feel Draco begin to free her wrists only to feel his hands wander down to take a firm hold of her hips and pull her flush against him. She didn't fight him. Instead she moved her own arms up to encircle his neck to bring him closer to her. His kisses and touch were intoxicating and the only thing her mind could grasp was how desperately she needed him.

Just then a high-pitched shriek echoed throughout the Tower and succeeded in breaking the heated embrace, "Draco! What's going on? What is she doing here? Draco?…Draco?…"

"Draco?…Draco?…Draco? Who are you?" a shrill voice rang out in the darkness.

Cho, startled in her sleep and abruptly woken from her dream, looked up to find a very scantily clad attractive brunette staring back at her with a horrified and confused expression. The brunette looked familiar, but Cho couldn't remember where she had seen the woman before.

"Who are you? And…and where is Draco Malfoy?" the woman snarled menacingly making her eerily more beautiful.

The velvet green covers had been pulled back heartlessly and Cho felt very vulnerable under the woman's penetrating stare. At the woman's questions, Cho became confused. Draco? Why would this woman be looking for Draco in this room? She didn't have time to consider the question, however, as the woman became very impatient.

"Answer me! Don't lie there and play dumb with me! What are you doing in Draco Malfoy's private quarters and his bed?!" The woman's voice had grown louder and more shrilly if at all possible.

Draco Malfoy's private quarters? This was his room. His bed. "I…I don't know," responded Cho apologetically.

Cho's answer hadn't appeased the woman. She hastily went for Cho's left wrist and dragged Cho to her feet. It had been a number of days since Draco's visit, and Cho had still stubbornly refused to put anything into her stomach, save for some tea. The lack of any real nutrition made this a relatively easy task for the woman.

"You don't know? Do you honestly expect me to believe that? Do I look like I was born last night?" her shrill screams louder and angrier.

"Please, don't scream. You'll wake – " Cho had to stop. She really didn't know where Draco's private quarters were and whether there was anyone else nearby to wake.

"You're coming with me. If I have to wake the entire bloody manor to find out why you're in Draco Malfoy's bed, believe me, I will. That lying, pompous jerk…if I find out that he's been seeing someone else…so help him…not even the Lordship will be able to save him after I'm through with him," she seethed.

When Cho saw that the woman was intending to drag her out of the room, she doubled her efforts in trying to resist the woman. But her efforts were ineffective. Cho shortly found herself standing in a grand hallway.

"Please. There must be an explanation. There must be –"

"Blaise, what in bloody hell do you think you're doing?" a cold cruel voice stopped Cho's rambling.



A/N:  Hoo boy!  That was a tough chapter to write…and I'm still not all that happy about how it turned out.  But, oh well, hope you guys like it.  A bit of a cliffhanger, yes.  But the good news is that the next chapter is partially written.  I just have to add more to it and fix it up a bit.  By the way, if it wasn't obvious, the part in italics is Cho's dream…a little history for you.  Draco is still an evil jerk, actually more of one in this chapter, in my opinion.  I still like him this way.  And, Ferret Boy, I HAD to make him a SEX GOD.  Everyone, including Draco himself, was just begging for it!  Please be kind and REVIEW!!