Harry stumbled out the secret Door of the DA's practice room, Cho Chang in front of him. She waved at him and ran her tongue over her teeth in a way in which made Harry blush deep crimson. Her dark eyelashes where still damp from tears but it didn't stop her from smiling seductively at Harry while flipping her long hair and turning to walk the opposite way down the corridor. He was speechless. He was completely speechless, that whore Cho Chang had waited until everyone had left the room so she could corner him. And rape him. Staring down out his untucked shirt and dishevelled tie, a feeling of emptiness flowing over him, he slowly made his back to Griffindor common room, fighting back the sobs he so dearly wanted to let out over his stolen virginity.

Harry thought he should have known what was going to happen by the way she kept smiling at him, supporting him and everything he said. Besides now with Cedric gone she must have been deprived for months. It was cheap how she had lured him away from the others by pretending to cry over poor Cedric; Harry was even starting to believe that he had died to escape her. Climbing through the portrait hole, Ron and Hermione welcomed him back immediately noticing that something was up with him. Although Ron repeatedly asked him what was wrong it was Hermione that realised what had happened. Well sort of. "Harry's been kissing hasn't he?" she said smugly, as Ron jumped up laughing. They would never understand...