Author's Notes: Okay, for some reason that I don't exactly know, I HATED
this chapter with a vengeance. It simply did not seem to flow with me, and
I really was not very happy with it. My characters were just not
cooperating. ::sighs:: Bad characters! Anyways, here it is, I've had it
written for almost a month now, but I was debating uploading it or not. I
only did it because you all asked me to.
Gwendolyn James- I'm not saying...::mysterious look on face:: You'll have to find out....
Audrey: Merci beaucoup! And you, being a France-obsessed freak, should know what that means. ;)
LilyLoverNS- Aww, thank you. And considering that H/C is my favorite ship...well, what do you think?
FSI- Thank you for your very enthusiastic review!
Apricot- Chan- Couldn't have agreed with you more. Harry is stupid, Cho is stupid, they're all stupid.
Dancing-by-moonlight- Thank you! YAY for H/C!
HoshiHikari4ever – Yup. Really big.
Enigma- Two reviews! Wow! Thanks, and see, I finally updated. :D
Kirjava Deamon- Thank you! Glad to be of assistance. ;)
Maria clara- Why thank you very much. I'll get in contact with you about the rest of the H/C fics.
Mashpotatoebunny- The poetic-ness might be lost forever, I'm afraid. I'm trying to show the actual story and it's hard! I miss the easier poetic- ness. :)
Luminara Windu- Thanks. Here, I updated, but I don't love it...
Anonymous- Thank you! How nice of you.
HLane- Updated, and here! :D Thanks for the review!
Karri- Granger- Thank you, thank you, thank you! Can't say it enough!
Cambria- Thank you very much! See, I updated....
Alrighty then, here it is. Keep in mind I agonized over this chapter, but it wouldn't work like I wanted it to. ::hangs head sadly:: Read, and review, please!
I lie here, in bed, in the middle of the night. I'm trying to sleep, but I can't, simply because there's just too much on my mind, and I can't sleep. I toss, and I turn...but to no avail. Sleep escapes me, evades my grasping fingertips.
Everything seems to remind me of you right now. The moonlight, falling onto my bed, reminds me of those nights where we would sit, and laugh on the balcony, dancing in the pale ambience. The book, sitting on my nightstand, reminds me how you would tease me about reading at night, calling me a true Ravenclaw. And that picture, the photo that's in the second drawer of my nightstand, it's haunting me, even though I can't see it. I can't escape you.
It's exactly how I felt the days, and months after that night. No matter what, it was like you were always on my mind.
And it didn't help that just days after, I was approached by the last remaining, not arrested, Death Eaters.
It had been only a year after he was defeated. Most of the Death Eaters had been killed in the war, or at least in the last battle. Some fled, overseas, and some killed themselves before the Ministry could find them. But some were still in England, either protesting their innocence, or quietly gathering together to talk of re-forming again.
I remember; I was at a hotel in London, where I was living, until I bought my new house. It was late in the evening, and a knock sounded at the door. Thinking it was room service, with the food I ordered, I opened it.
To my surprise, and dismay, it was a tall man in a dark hooded cloak.
"Can I help you?" I asked, searching for my wand in my robe.
He took a step forward. "As a matter of fact, yes you can, Cho." In a swift motion, he pulled back his hood, and I found that I was looking into the face of Draco Malfoy.
I let out something in between a sharp gasp and a little scream. Covering my mouth with his hand, Malfoy pushed me into the room, and shut the door.
A thousand thoughts flashed across my mind. Was he trying to kidnap me? Kill me? What should I do?
He surveyed me coldly. Then, he released me. In an instant, I had my wand out, and pointing at him.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I asked sharply. Malfoy smirked his trademark smirk. "I have a friendly proposition to make to you. Can I sit?" He didn't take his eyes off my face, but sat down on the couch.
I also sat down, directly across from him, still keeping my wand aimed at him. I narrowed my eyes. "A proposition? What sort of proposition would Draco Malfoy, Death Eater, have for me?"
"One that would be very beneficial to you." He leaned forward. "I heard that recently, you broke up with our favorite little hero, because he was cheating on you with that Weasel girl."
"What does that have to do with anything?" My voice got dangerously high.
"I'm getting to that. Here is my proposition, as you probably well know already, there's been talks of the Death Eaters secretly re-forming, or what's left of us, anyway."
I nodded, still suspicious. He continued. "Well, we need, in order to become powerful again, someone who is and was close to Wonder Boy. Someone who knows his deepest fears, his greatest treasure, and his weakest spot. We need someone like you."
I was speechless. Finally, I found my voice again. "You have the nerve to come here and ask me to betray everything I fought for, everything I gave up for? I would never turn against Harry, or the Light Side, and you know that."
"But don't you want revenge? Don't you want to get him back for what he did to you?" Malfoy hissed, his gray eyes glinting with malice...and perhaps a little bit of insanity.
"No! I don't want to get revenge on Harry. End of discussion, Malfoy. I will never join the Dark Side...or whatever's left of it. You can leave now." I stood up
He stood as well, surveying me with an odd, calculating air.. "You still love him, don't you?"
I froze. "No, of course not." I said, automatically.
Malfoy smirked. "But you do. You do love him still; even after all he's done. You still love him."
"I don't! Just because I won't help you kill him doesn't mean I still love him."
"What if you had to? What if it was your life, or his?"
"Don't make any empty threats, Malfoy. You know very well that you cannot do a thing to me."
"Maybe I already have." He turned, and opened the door.
"What?" But he was already gone. I went over to my bed, and pressed the little blue button.
"Concierge." A cool woman's voice answered.
"I just wanted to let you know that a Death Eater is in the building right now. He has a dark cloak, and is hooded. He answers to the name of Draco Malfoy."
Even though she tried to conceal her surprise, I could still hear her gasp. "Th-thank you. We'll look into it."
I let go of the button, knowing that hotel security was being activated, and he would be caught in a matter of minutes. You could only Apparate outside.
He was caught, and taken directly to Azkaban for trial. I think he's still there.
I keep going back to that one line though. "Maybe I already have." What did he mean by that? What could have he done?
And another thing- how could have he known about Harry and I breaking up? Nobody knew, not so soon after.
I had a feeling there was a lot more to the break-up than I thought I knew. That meant a certain Draco Malfoy was going to have to answer some of my questions.
Closing my eyes, I fell asleep, only to be dreaming of you. Again.
Author's Notes- Don't give me that look. Don't. No! Not the look! ::runs away from the look, but pops her head back in:: Review!
Gwendolyn James- I'm not saying...::mysterious look on face:: You'll have to find out....
Audrey: Merci beaucoup! And you, being a France-obsessed freak, should know what that means. ;)
LilyLoverNS- Aww, thank you. And considering that H/C is my favorite ship...well, what do you think?
FSI- Thank you for your very enthusiastic review!
Apricot- Chan- Couldn't have agreed with you more. Harry is stupid, Cho is stupid, they're all stupid.
Dancing-by-moonlight- Thank you! YAY for H/C!
HoshiHikari4ever – Yup. Really big.
Enigma- Two reviews! Wow! Thanks, and see, I finally updated. :D
Kirjava Deamon- Thank you! Glad to be of assistance. ;)
Maria clara- Why thank you very much. I'll get in contact with you about the rest of the H/C fics.
Mashpotatoebunny- The poetic-ness might be lost forever, I'm afraid. I'm trying to show the actual story and it's hard! I miss the easier poetic- ness. :)
Luminara Windu- Thanks. Here, I updated, but I don't love it...
Anonymous- Thank you! How nice of you.
HLane- Updated, and here! :D Thanks for the review!
Karri- Granger- Thank you, thank you, thank you! Can't say it enough!
Cambria- Thank you very much! See, I updated....
Alrighty then, here it is. Keep in mind I agonized over this chapter, but it wouldn't work like I wanted it to. ::hangs head sadly:: Read, and review, please!
I lie here, in bed, in the middle of the night. I'm trying to sleep, but I can't, simply because there's just too much on my mind, and I can't sleep. I toss, and I turn...but to no avail. Sleep escapes me, evades my grasping fingertips.
Everything seems to remind me of you right now. The moonlight, falling onto my bed, reminds me of those nights where we would sit, and laugh on the balcony, dancing in the pale ambience. The book, sitting on my nightstand, reminds me how you would tease me about reading at night, calling me a true Ravenclaw. And that picture, the photo that's in the second drawer of my nightstand, it's haunting me, even though I can't see it. I can't escape you.
It's exactly how I felt the days, and months after that night. No matter what, it was like you were always on my mind.
And it didn't help that just days after, I was approached by the last remaining, not arrested, Death Eaters.
It had been only a year after he was defeated. Most of the Death Eaters had been killed in the war, or at least in the last battle. Some fled, overseas, and some killed themselves before the Ministry could find them. But some were still in England, either protesting their innocence, or quietly gathering together to talk of re-forming again.
I remember; I was at a hotel in London, where I was living, until I bought my new house. It was late in the evening, and a knock sounded at the door. Thinking it was room service, with the food I ordered, I opened it.
To my surprise, and dismay, it was a tall man in a dark hooded cloak.
"Can I help you?" I asked, searching for my wand in my robe.
He took a step forward. "As a matter of fact, yes you can, Cho." In a swift motion, he pulled back his hood, and I found that I was looking into the face of Draco Malfoy.
I let out something in between a sharp gasp and a little scream. Covering my mouth with his hand, Malfoy pushed me into the room, and shut the door.
A thousand thoughts flashed across my mind. Was he trying to kidnap me? Kill me? What should I do?
He surveyed me coldly. Then, he released me. In an instant, I had my wand out, and pointing at him.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" I asked sharply. Malfoy smirked his trademark smirk. "I have a friendly proposition to make to you. Can I sit?" He didn't take his eyes off my face, but sat down on the couch.
I also sat down, directly across from him, still keeping my wand aimed at him. I narrowed my eyes. "A proposition? What sort of proposition would Draco Malfoy, Death Eater, have for me?"
"One that would be very beneficial to you." He leaned forward. "I heard that recently, you broke up with our favorite little hero, because he was cheating on you with that Weasel girl."
"What does that have to do with anything?" My voice got dangerously high.
"I'm getting to that. Here is my proposition, as you probably well know already, there's been talks of the Death Eaters secretly re-forming, or what's left of us, anyway."
I nodded, still suspicious. He continued. "Well, we need, in order to become powerful again, someone who is and was close to Wonder Boy. Someone who knows his deepest fears, his greatest treasure, and his weakest spot. We need someone like you."
I was speechless. Finally, I found my voice again. "You have the nerve to come here and ask me to betray everything I fought for, everything I gave up for? I would never turn against Harry, or the Light Side, and you know that."
"But don't you want revenge? Don't you want to get him back for what he did to you?" Malfoy hissed, his gray eyes glinting with malice...and perhaps a little bit of insanity.
"No! I don't want to get revenge on Harry. End of discussion, Malfoy. I will never join the Dark Side...or whatever's left of it. You can leave now." I stood up
He stood as well, surveying me with an odd, calculating air.. "You still love him, don't you?"
I froze. "No, of course not." I said, automatically.
Malfoy smirked. "But you do. You do love him still; even after all he's done. You still love him."
"I don't! Just because I won't help you kill him doesn't mean I still love him."
"What if you had to? What if it was your life, or his?"
"Don't make any empty threats, Malfoy. You know very well that you cannot do a thing to me."
"Maybe I already have." He turned, and opened the door.
"What?" But he was already gone. I went over to my bed, and pressed the little blue button.
"Concierge." A cool woman's voice answered.
"I just wanted to let you know that a Death Eater is in the building right now. He has a dark cloak, and is hooded. He answers to the name of Draco Malfoy."
Even though she tried to conceal her surprise, I could still hear her gasp. "Th-thank you. We'll look into it."
I let go of the button, knowing that hotel security was being activated, and he would be caught in a matter of minutes. You could only Apparate outside.
He was caught, and taken directly to Azkaban for trial. I think he's still there.
I keep going back to that one line though. "Maybe I already have." What did he mean by that? What could have he done?
And another thing- how could have he known about Harry and I breaking up? Nobody knew, not so soon after.
I had a feeling there was a lot more to the break-up than I thought I knew. That meant a certain Draco Malfoy was going to have to answer some of my questions.
Closing my eyes, I fell asleep, only to be dreaming of you. Again.
Author's Notes- Don't give me that look. Don't. No! Not the look! ::runs away from the look, but pops her head back in:: Review!