Eternal Passion
Chapter 6
Harry had been watching movies with Cho all afternoon. Both of them had curled up on the sofa, and had locked Ben out. Cho's parents had gone to work, so Harry and Cho had more than enough time to amuse themselves and make one another feel like the luckiest person alive. Right now, Cho was being hugged by Harry, and she tucked herself into him warmly, utterly relaxed by the feel of him against her slender body. Harry leant down and kissed the back of her neck as she shifted ever so slightly against him. Cho smiled up at him and snuggled down. Just the mere scent of her was intoxicating. As a matter of curiosity, Harry had searched for and found Star Wars; A New Hope. The film was more than halfway through. Both were totally absorbed in the film as Han, Luke, Leia, Chewbacca, R2-D2 and C-3PO made a run for the Falcon. Luke stopped and looked at where Obi-wan was duelling Vader. Obi-wan saw Luke, and the youth's eyes widened. Obi-wan smiled at Vader, and held his lightsabre vertically. Not missing a chance, Vader slashed at Obi-wan, intending to kill him in one blow. But from the second the red beam touched Obi-wan, the old man plain disappeared. All that was left was his robe and his weapon. Luke yelled in disbelief, and began shooting up troopers.
Harry shifted again, prompting Cho to find a more comfortable position to relax in. Eventually she just sat next to him. Harry turned a pained look on her, but she just smiled.
"Really Harry, you can't blame me. You've been moving around non-stop. Chill, sweetheart."
Harry flushed red.
"Sorry Cho. Just these films get me on the edge of my seat. Whoever made them was a total and utter genius."
"Some books get people like that as well. Imagine if someone wrote a series of books about you."
"If there's a guy that daft anywhere on Earth, I'd like to meet him."
Cho giggled and cuddled up to him.
"Maybe it's a woman who would then. Besides, anyone who writes about you must be at least as smart as George Lucas. I just hope they do me credit."
Harry snuggled up to her. Cho smiled and leant in close for a kiss. Very tenderly, Harry moved in to meet her halfway. Cho felt her soul soar from the second their lips met. She was content to sit back and let Harry do the advancing. She blushed when he pulled her in close and began to caress her back. He then rubbed her silky smooth cheek and gently kissed her.
The day wore on uneventfully. By nightfall, Harry and Cho were still cuddled up together. Pai Lung was stripping the carcass outside, loud, somewhat wet, ripping sounds indicating he was tearing the dolphin apart. Harry looked into Cho's lovely chocolate brown eyes when a blinding surge of pain ripped through his scar. He clutched at his forehead, only incensing the pain further. It felt as if Pai Lung had shot an electrical blast right at him. Cho jerked away from him, stood up, and then tried to make him let go of his scar.
"Harry, snap out of it! You're going to be alright! Trust me, you'll be fine!"
Harry looked up at her, momentarily forgetting his pain. For a few seconds, it looked like he had overcome the crippling agony, but suddenly, he passed out. Cho gasped in shock as Harry hit the floor, unconscious.
Harry looked around. Everywhere was faintly illuminated, as if it was before dawn on every horizon. From nowhere, the Sun blared into view, a fiery orange ball of heat and light. Next to it lay a brilliantly white star. From his Astronomy classes, Harry assumed it to be Venus, but ruled that out when it didn't move the way Venus would. A voice echoed all around him, saying one word.
"Sirius."
Harry silently watched the star with his godfather's name. The voice spoke again, in a hushed and echoing tone.
"In late July and August, the star of Sirius is believed to radiate extra heat to the Earth. As your parents are not here Harry, it should have been up to me to give you the love and attention you deserved, not your irresponsible uncle and aunt."
Harry interrupted the voice.
"Sirius, that's you?"
"Yes, it is Harry. I've come to warn you."
"Warn me of what? Can I not have a single chapter of my life not flooded with peril?"
"Sadly, not yet. You are in danger as long as you are near Cho Chang. This will be hard, but you have to break the relationship. Sooner the better."
"WHAT? Why?"
"I can't tell you Harry, but you need to sever your affection for Cho and you need to do it fast. Both of you will be possibly fatally hurt if you carry on your love."
"But Sirius, she is all I have left since you died. I can't just..."
"Please Harry. I don't want you to die. Break off from her and fast."
Harry tried to reply, but at that moment, he felt the pain of a throbbing headache grow inside his skull. Moaning, he sat up. Cho was knelt beside him, looking as if she'd been crying. Despite Sirius's warning to break away from Cho, Harry pulled her into a hug. Cho gave a watery smile and returned the hug warmly.
"Oh Harry, you had me so worried. Are you in any pain?"
"Apart from a strange feeling that I'm about to be strangled to death by a certain Ravenclaw Seeker, no, not as such."
Cho giggled and let Harry go. He sat up, put on his glasses and looked around. Everything seemed to be hazy in the immediate area. Just as he was getting up, a deafening roar sounded from outside. Cho scrambled to the window as fast as she could.
The Chinese Fireball that had attacked Pai Lung yesterday was back, looking thinner and sicklier than ever before. Its scales were dim in colour, and old scars festered on its leathery hide. It roared defiantly and spewed fire at the Violta dragon. Pai Lung gave it a look that said he wasn't impressed, and took to the air. With a mighty kick, he drew blood on the attacking fire dragon. The Chinese Fireball hit the ground with a thud, snarling in pain. Pai Lung flew up until he was directly above the floored Fireball, and then zapped it with a devastating lightning bolt. The Chinese Fireball snarled even more, then suddenly, its eyes flashed white. It leapt into the air and cannoned into the Violta dragon. Pai Lung was knocked to the side, and growled. He flared his antennae forward to attack, but even as he did so, the Fireball inhaled and breathed out a tremendous jet of flame. Pai Lung flew high into the sky, columns of fire missing him by mere inches or sometimes metres. He dived at the ground, and a mere second before hitting the dirt, swerved and delivered a blast of electricity to the oncoming dragon. Incredibly, the Fireball managed to swerve. Pai Lung roared deafeningly. Even as the echoes returned from distant mountains, the sky went leaden-grey. Sheet lightning flickered across the sky as the sun was blotted out, and deafening claps of thunder made it sound like the earth was being torn in two. Harry and Cho watched, as the most powerful thunderstorm in 300 years was unleashed. First to arrive was a shower of hail, the lumps of ice being the same size as apples. Both dragons glared at one another as the ice rained down from above. Pai Lung curled his tail around him, and flattened his wings against his back. The Fireball sneered and shot a jet of flame into the air. The effect it had was shocking. Two loud bangs occurred, and standing before Cho and Harry were Antonin Dolohov and Bellatrix Lestrange. Both smiled maliciously, split up to face one of the teenagers by themselves, and drew their wands.
Chapter 6
Harry had been watching movies with Cho all afternoon. Both of them had curled up on the sofa, and had locked Ben out. Cho's parents had gone to work, so Harry and Cho had more than enough time to amuse themselves and make one another feel like the luckiest person alive. Right now, Cho was being hugged by Harry, and she tucked herself into him warmly, utterly relaxed by the feel of him against her slender body. Harry leant down and kissed the back of her neck as she shifted ever so slightly against him. Cho smiled up at him and snuggled down. Just the mere scent of her was intoxicating. As a matter of curiosity, Harry had searched for and found Star Wars; A New Hope. The film was more than halfway through. Both were totally absorbed in the film as Han, Luke, Leia, Chewbacca, R2-D2 and C-3PO made a run for the Falcon. Luke stopped and looked at where Obi-wan was duelling Vader. Obi-wan saw Luke, and the youth's eyes widened. Obi-wan smiled at Vader, and held his lightsabre vertically. Not missing a chance, Vader slashed at Obi-wan, intending to kill him in one blow. But from the second the red beam touched Obi-wan, the old man plain disappeared. All that was left was his robe and his weapon. Luke yelled in disbelief, and began shooting up troopers.
Harry shifted again, prompting Cho to find a more comfortable position to relax in. Eventually she just sat next to him. Harry turned a pained look on her, but she just smiled.
"Really Harry, you can't blame me. You've been moving around non-stop. Chill, sweetheart."
Harry flushed red.
"Sorry Cho. Just these films get me on the edge of my seat. Whoever made them was a total and utter genius."
"Some books get people like that as well. Imagine if someone wrote a series of books about you."
"If there's a guy that daft anywhere on Earth, I'd like to meet him."
Cho giggled and cuddled up to him.
"Maybe it's a woman who would then. Besides, anyone who writes about you must be at least as smart as George Lucas. I just hope they do me credit."
Harry snuggled up to her. Cho smiled and leant in close for a kiss. Very tenderly, Harry moved in to meet her halfway. Cho felt her soul soar from the second their lips met. She was content to sit back and let Harry do the advancing. She blushed when he pulled her in close and began to caress her back. He then rubbed her silky smooth cheek and gently kissed her.
The day wore on uneventfully. By nightfall, Harry and Cho were still cuddled up together. Pai Lung was stripping the carcass outside, loud, somewhat wet, ripping sounds indicating he was tearing the dolphin apart. Harry looked into Cho's lovely chocolate brown eyes when a blinding surge of pain ripped through his scar. He clutched at his forehead, only incensing the pain further. It felt as if Pai Lung had shot an electrical blast right at him. Cho jerked away from him, stood up, and then tried to make him let go of his scar.
"Harry, snap out of it! You're going to be alright! Trust me, you'll be fine!"
Harry looked up at her, momentarily forgetting his pain. For a few seconds, it looked like he had overcome the crippling agony, but suddenly, he passed out. Cho gasped in shock as Harry hit the floor, unconscious.
Harry looked around. Everywhere was faintly illuminated, as if it was before dawn on every horizon. From nowhere, the Sun blared into view, a fiery orange ball of heat and light. Next to it lay a brilliantly white star. From his Astronomy classes, Harry assumed it to be Venus, but ruled that out when it didn't move the way Venus would. A voice echoed all around him, saying one word.
"Sirius."
Harry silently watched the star with his godfather's name. The voice spoke again, in a hushed and echoing tone.
"In late July and August, the star of Sirius is believed to radiate extra heat to the Earth. As your parents are not here Harry, it should have been up to me to give you the love and attention you deserved, not your irresponsible uncle and aunt."
Harry interrupted the voice.
"Sirius, that's you?"
"Yes, it is Harry. I've come to warn you."
"Warn me of what? Can I not have a single chapter of my life not flooded with peril?"
"Sadly, not yet. You are in danger as long as you are near Cho Chang. This will be hard, but you have to break the relationship. Sooner the better."
"WHAT? Why?"
"I can't tell you Harry, but you need to sever your affection for Cho and you need to do it fast. Both of you will be possibly fatally hurt if you carry on your love."
"But Sirius, she is all I have left since you died. I can't just..."
"Please Harry. I don't want you to die. Break off from her and fast."
Harry tried to reply, but at that moment, he felt the pain of a throbbing headache grow inside his skull. Moaning, he sat up. Cho was knelt beside him, looking as if she'd been crying. Despite Sirius's warning to break away from Cho, Harry pulled her into a hug. Cho gave a watery smile and returned the hug warmly.
"Oh Harry, you had me so worried. Are you in any pain?"
"Apart from a strange feeling that I'm about to be strangled to death by a certain Ravenclaw Seeker, no, not as such."
Cho giggled and let Harry go. He sat up, put on his glasses and looked around. Everything seemed to be hazy in the immediate area. Just as he was getting up, a deafening roar sounded from outside. Cho scrambled to the window as fast as she could.
The Chinese Fireball that had attacked Pai Lung yesterday was back, looking thinner and sicklier than ever before. Its scales were dim in colour, and old scars festered on its leathery hide. It roared defiantly and spewed fire at the Violta dragon. Pai Lung gave it a look that said he wasn't impressed, and took to the air. With a mighty kick, he drew blood on the attacking fire dragon. The Chinese Fireball hit the ground with a thud, snarling in pain. Pai Lung flew up until he was directly above the floored Fireball, and then zapped it with a devastating lightning bolt. The Chinese Fireball snarled even more, then suddenly, its eyes flashed white. It leapt into the air and cannoned into the Violta dragon. Pai Lung was knocked to the side, and growled. He flared his antennae forward to attack, but even as he did so, the Fireball inhaled and breathed out a tremendous jet of flame. Pai Lung flew high into the sky, columns of fire missing him by mere inches or sometimes metres. He dived at the ground, and a mere second before hitting the dirt, swerved and delivered a blast of electricity to the oncoming dragon. Incredibly, the Fireball managed to swerve. Pai Lung roared deafeningly. Even as the echoes returned from distant mountains, the sky went leaden-grey. Sheet lightning flickered across the sky as the sun was blotted out, and deafening claps of thunder made it sound like the earth was being torn in two. Harry and Cho watched, as the most powerful thunderstorm in 300 years was unleashed. First to arrive was a shower of hail, the lumps of ice being the same size as apples. Both dragons glared at one another as the ice rained down from above. Pai Lung curled his tail around him, and flattened his wings against his back. The Fireball sneered and shot a jet of flame into the air. The effect it had was shocking. Two loud bangs occurred, and standing before Cho and Harry were Antonin Dolohov and Bellatrix Lestrange. Both smiled maliciously, split up to face one of the teenagers by themselves, and drew their wands.