Author's Note: It wasn't a very long wait for this chapter, was it? I meant
to post chapter 2 sooner, but my parents wouldn't let me on! -_-. You wanna
know why? Same conflict as last year: Bad Grades!
Freshman Focus: C+ (I had a B! =( ) Algebra 1B: C Computers: A (Probably. This class is easy!) French 2: B P.E.: B+ (Or an A. Also an easy class!) English 1HP: C (I had a D-! Thank Merlin I brought it up! Lol.=P)
Disclaimer: Nothing but the idea of this story is mine. They all belong to the great HP author, JK Rowling, and the people at the WB.
Chapter 3- Unexpected
"Harry, wait!" Cho ran to him at the end of classes the next day.
"Yeah?"
"Could I ask you a huge favour?" Cho looked at him pleadingly.
"I suppose so. Why? What is it?"
"I know it means a lot to you, so you don't have to do it. But." Cho paused, unsure, and Harry looked at her confused.
"Can I borrow your Invisibility Cloak?" She said this all fast but he got it all.
"Uh, my father's cloak? Well, I don't know. What for?"
Cho looked at him uncomfortably. "I can't say."
"This was my father's cloak, Cho, it's the only memorabilia I have of him that he owned. I trust you, but the cloak means a lot to me and I don't want to risk it. What if it gets lost or ruined?"
"Oh, come off it, Harry! Like I'd go on some kind of an adventure and fight black magic! That's what you do." Cho smirked and Harry flushed.
"I know, but."
"Oh," Cho frowned. "Alright. It's okay. Thanks anyway." She turned on her heel.
"If you really need it," Harry started. Cho stopped in her tracks but didn't turn around. "then of course you can borrow it."
"Really?" Cho ran back and hugged him. "Oh Merlin, thanks so much! You're the best!"
"But," Harry added.
"But.?"
"I have to come with your. Just so I could, you know. Protect the cloak.?" said Harry.
"Ooo," Cho bit her lip. "I don't know. It's. it just won't be right."
"Come on, Cho. This cloak is like my prized possession! Unless, the thing you need it for is private-"
"It is!" Cho burst. "It's private."
"Um. I don't want to interfere, but even if it is private. I still need to come with you." Said Harry.
Cho winced. "Erm. I really need the cloak. Oh, fine! But you won't like it Harry. I'm warning you before hand that you would absolutely despise it. You'll hate it like you hate.Malfoy, or Snape, or You-Know-Who. You've got to understand though and lay off, okay? You can't let it get to you, or our previous relationship. Or our friendship. Promise me."
"Oh, but I thought you don't fight Black Magic," Harry teased.
"Harry! I'm quite serious. Please."
"Alright, alright. I promise that I will not get in the way and understand that I am only there to protect my cloak." Harry pledged.
"Great! Thanks," Cho smiled. "Come by the Ravenclaw common room at around 11 o'clock tonight. I'll be waiting by the portrait."
"Okay," said Harry. "11 o'clock. Got it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At exactly 11 that night, Cho snuck out of the portrait hole and sat down, leaning against the cold stonewall. Harry wasn't there yet. She waited patiently for almost an hour. Then Harry finally came at midnight.
"Sorry I'm late," Harry panted before Cho could tell him off. "Fred, George, and Ron wouldn't get to bed.
"Oh," said Cho. "Hey, thanks again." She and Harry hid under the cloak. He found it easy to hide the two of them on the count that Cho was pretty small.
"Remember why you're here," She reminded him. "you won't get in the way even if you absolutely hate it-"
"I'm only here to protect my cloak, I know." Harry finished.
They cautiously walked down the staircases, careful not to trip one another.
"Lumos!" Cho was frustrated about not seeing where she was going.
"This was," She led themselves to the entrance of the Infirmary. "Remember our deal, Harry. It can't slip your mind at anytime while we're here." She reminded once more.
Harry nodded and they walked inside. Cho saw Draco in the same position as yesterday. His silvery blonde hair shone brightly in the moonlight that beamed through the windows.
"That's-"
"Shush!" Cho hissed. "The deal."
Harry silenced. Cho threw the cloak off of her and left Harry by the entrance. She crept silently to Draco's bed. She was about to cry out in horror at what she just saw. Draco looked so mangled; his head was almost fully covered in blood stained bandages, there were bruises and cuts on his face that looked like they would scar him. One of his arms was even is a sling. Cho cupped her hands over her mouth to keep from gasping loudly and waking Draco.
"This is all my fault," Cho croaked, her tears choking her. She sank down on her knees. "I'm so sorry, Draco."
She started sobbing softly and leaned against the bed. "I'm sorry," she kept whispering.
Harry was still in the doorway, waiting as patiently as he could. The cloak was hung over his arm. He stared dumbfounded at what he was witnessing. Cho was feeling sorry and crying for Draco Malfoy, the person Harry despised most at school! It felt like his heart was slowly and painfully breaking into millions of pieces. But he kept a straight face and kept in mind his deal with Cho. She was absolutely right. Harry did hate this.
"Cho, do you want to leave anytime soon? It's getting a bit late."
"No," She said. "Just go whenever you want. I'm staying here. Thanks so much again Harry, and I'm sorry. Really, I am."
Harry forced a smile. "Sure. Anytime." He put the cloak on and left.
Cho propped her arms on the bed, still kneeling, and lay her head down. Tears slowly ran from her eyes to the bed sheets. She instantly fell asleep, hearing the beat of her own breathing and Draco's as well.
Author's Note: Nothing too cheesy, right? I tried not to put much of that in. Heh. Oh, I made a new site:
Also visit: www.xanga.com/Sibling_Rivlary and www.xanga.com/bestfriendz4eva and www.xanga.com/ChoChang4Eva!!! Okay, thanks. I'm making a new xanga, cuz my old one, www.xanga.com/CarlaFelton got so messed up. Which sounds better? Exotic Dreamer or Heavenly Dreamer? Any suggestions?
Freshman Focus: C+ (I had a B! =( ) Algebra 1B: C Computers: A (Probably. This class is easy!) French 2: B P.E.: B+ (Or an A. Also an easy class!) English 1HP: C (I had a D-! Thank Merlin I brought it up! Lol.=P)
Disclaimer: Nothing but the idea of this story is mine. They all belong to the great HP author, JK Rowling, and the people at the WB.
Chapter 3- Unexpected
"Harry, wait!" Cho ran to him at the end of classes the next day.
"Yeah?"
"Could I ask you a huge favour?" Cho looked at him pleadingly.
"I suppose so. Why? What is it?"
"I know it means a lot to you, so you don't have to do it. But." Cho paused, unsure, and Harry looked at her confused.
"Can I borrow your Invisibility Cloak?" She said this all fast but he got it all.
"Uh, my father's cloak? Well, I don't know. What for?"
Cho looked at him uncomfortably. "I can't say."
"This was my father's cloak, Cho, it's the only memorabilia I have of him that he owned. I trust you, but the cloak means a lot to me and I don't want to risk it. What if it gets lost or ruined?"
"Oh, come off it, Harry! Like I'd go on some kind of an adventure and fight black magic! That's what you do." Cho smirked and Harry flushed.
"I know, but."
"Oh," Cho frowned. "Alright. It's okay. Thanks anyway." She turned on her heel.
"If you really need it," Harry started. Cho stopped in her tracks but didn't turn around. "then of course you can borrow it."
"Really?" Cho ran back and hugged him. "Oh Merlin, thanks so much! You're the best!"
"But," Harry added.
"But.?"
"I have to come with your. Just so I could, you know. Protect the cloak.?" said Harry.
"Ooo," Cho bit her lip. "I don't know. It's. it just won't be right."
"Come on, Cho. This cloak is like my prized possession! Unless, the thing you need it for is private-"
"It is!" Cho burst. "It's private."
"Um. I don't want to interfere, but even if it is private. I still need to come with you." Said Harry.
Cho winced. "Erm. I really need the cloak. Oh, fine! But you won't like it Harry. I'm warning you before hand that you would absolutely despise it. You'll hate it like you hate.Malfoy, or Snape, or You-Know-Who. You've got to understand though and lay off, okay? You can't let it get to you, or our previous relationship. Or our friendship. Promise me."
"Oh, but I thought you don't fight Black Magic," Harry teased.
"Harry! I'm quite serious. Please."
"Alright, alright. I promise that I will not get in the way and understand that I am only there to protect my cloak." Harry pledged.
"Great! Thanks," Cho smiled. "Come by the Ravenclaw common room at around 11 o'clock tonight. I'll be waiting by the portrait."
"Okay," said Harry. "11 o'clock. Got it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At exactly 11 that night, Cho snuck out of the portrait hole and sat down, leaning against the cold stonewall. Harry wasn't there yet. She waited patiently for almost an hour. Then Harry finally came at midnight.
"Sorry I'm late," Harry panted before Cho could tell him off. "Fred, George, and Ron wouldn't get to bed.
"Oh," said Cho. "Hey, thanks again." She and Harry hid under the cloak. He found it easy to hide the two of them on the count that Cho was pretty small.
"Remember why you're here," She reminded him. "you won't get in the way even if you absolutely hate it-"
"I'm only here to protect my cloak, I know." Harry finished.
They cautiously walked down the staircases, careful not to trip one another.
"Lumos!" Cho was frustrated about not seeing where she was going.
"This was," She led themselves to the entrance of the Infirmary. "Remember our deal, Harry. It can't slip your mind at anytime while we're here." She reminded once more.
Harry nodded and they walked inside. Cho saw Draco in the same position as yesterday. His silvery blonde hair shone brightly in the moonlight that beamed through the windows.
"That's-"
"Shush!" Cho hissed. "The deal."
Harry silenced. Cho threw the cloak off of her and left Harry by the entrance. She crept silently to Draco's bed. She was about to cry out in horror at what she just saw. Draco looked so mangled; his head was almost fully covered in blood stained bandages, there were bruises and cuts on his face that looked like they would scar him. One of his arms was even is a sling. Cho cupped her hands over her mouth to keep from gasping loudly and waking Draco.
"This is all my fault," Cho croaked, her tears choking her. She sank down on her knees. "I'm so sorry, Draco."
She started sobbing softly and leaned against the bed. "I'm sorry," she kept whispering.
Harry was still in the doorway, waiting as patiently as he could. The cloak was hung over his arm. He stared dumbfounded at what he was witnessing. Cho was feeling sorry and crying for Draco Malfoy, the person Harry despised most at school! It felt like his heart was slowly and painfully breaking into millions of pieces. But he kept a straight face and kept in mind his deal with Cho. She was absolutely right. Harry did hate this.
"Cho, do you want to leave anytime soon? It's getting a bit late."
"No," She said. "Just go whenever you want. I'm staying here. Thanks so much again Harry, and I'm sorry. Really, I am."
Harry forced a smile. "Sure. Anytime." He put the cloak on and left.
Cho propped her arms on the bed, still kneeling, and lay her head down. Tears slowly ran from her eyes to the bed sheets. She instantly fell asleep, hearing the beat of her own breathing and Draco's as well.
Author's Note: Nothing too cheesy, right? I tried not to put much of that in. Heh. Oh, I made a new site:
Also visit: www.xanga.com/Sibling_Rivlary and www.xanga.com/bestfriendz4eva and www.xanga.com/ChoChang4Eva!!! Okay, thanks. I'm making a new xanga, cuz my old one, www.xanga.com/CarlaFelton got so messed up. Which sounds better? Exotic Dreamer or Heavenly Dreamer? Any suggestions?