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Rowling does.
The summer had been a long one for Cho Chang. The void Cedric had left in her life was like a constant dagger in her heart, and the void needed filling. She had been out with several boys since Cedric, but only one she really loved. That one was Harry Potter. Those gorgeous green eyes seemed to will her to disregard Cedric and run straight into Harry's arms, and half of her heart longed to yield. But this only made the other half of her heart, the half that still belonged to Cedric, angrier. She moodily ran up to her room, kicking the wall as she went. A dark fear of something unknown had been gnawing at her insides all night. She then began her training. Her martial arts training that is. She had been practicing all summer, half because she was Chinese and most Chinese people knew that stuff, and half because it helped to siphon off her anger. Halfway through a barn owl flew throught the open window with the Evening Prophet. She would have left it till later but a letter with loopy handwriting she had never seen before. She opened the letter first and it said:
Dear Ms.Chang, YOUR HOUSE IS UNDER ATTACK. PLEASE LEAVE AT ONCE. HEAD FOR NUMBER 4, PRIVET DRIVE, SURREY SO I MAY PICK YOU UP WITH ANOTHER INDIVIDUAL WHO NEEDS MY PROTECTION. GO NOW! I enclose an invisibility cloak so you may flee unseen. Yours sincerely, Albus Dumbledore.
Suddenly a bang echoed on the door, and it shuddered on its hinges, as a hoarse voice rasped that deadly word: MORSMORDRE. She looked out of the window and then knew what she had feared without knowing it. There, high in the sky, tongue lolling out in a kind of sick, leering grin, was a green skull. The dark mark. She knew she should run but her mind and body didn't seem to be co-operating. Then BANG. The door finally yielded and lots of heavy-footed men poured in. This brought her to her senses and she threw the invisibility cloak that had been bundled up with the letter around herself, grabbed her Comet 260 broomstick and her trunk and flew out of the window at top speed. Only just in time. Looking back she saw death eaters swarming round her room. One shot a stunner at her but she wasn't the Ravenclaw seeker for nothing. With expert skill she dodged out of the way and was off.
Well, please review what I have done so far and tell me if you think I should carry on. I promise Harry will come into the story VERY SOON (that's where she's going now.) I anxiously await your replies!
The summer had been a long one for Cho Chang. The void Cedric had left in her life was like a constant dagger in her heart, and the void needed filling. She had been out with several boys since Cedric, but only one she really loved. That one was Harry Potter. Those gorgeous green eyes seemed to will her to disregard Cedric and run straight into Harry's arms, and half of her heart longed to yield. But this only made the other half of her heart, the half that still belonged to Cedric, angrier. She moodily ran up to her room, kicking the wall as she went. A dark fear of something unknown had been gnawing at her insides all night. She then began her training. Her martial arts training that is. She had been practicing all summer, half because she was Chinese and most Chinese people knew that stuff, and half because it helped to siphon off her anger. Halfway through a barn owl flew throught the open window with the Evening Prophet. She would have left it till later but a letter with loopy handwriting she had never seen before. She opened the letter first and it said:
Dear Ms.Chang, YOUR HOUSE IS UNDER ATTACK. PLEASE LEAVE AT ONCE. HEAD FOR NUMBER 4, PRIVET DRIVE, SURREY SO I MAY PICK YOU UP WITH ANOTHER INDIVIDUAL WHO NEEDS MY PROTECTION. GO NOW! I enclose an invisibility cloak so you may flee unseen. Yours sincerely, Albus Dumbledore.
Suddenly a bang echoed on the door, and it shuddered on its hinges, as a hoarse voice rasped that deadly word: MORSMORDRE. She looked out of the window and then knew what she had feared without knowing it. There, high in the sky, tongue lolling out in a kind of sick, leering grin, was a green skull. The dark mark. She knew she should run but her mind and body didn't seem to be co-operating. Then BANG. The door finally yielded and lots of heavy-footed men poured in. This brought her to her senses and she threw the invisibility cloak that had been bundled up with the letter around herself, grabbed her Comet 260 broomstick and her trunk and flew out of the window at top speed. Only just in time. Looking back she saw death eaters swarming round her room. One shot a stunner at her but she wasn't the Ravenclaw seeker for nothing. With expert skill she dodged out of the way and was off.
Well, please review what I have done so far and tell me if you think I should carry on. I promise Harry will come into the story VERY SOON (that's where she's going now.) I anxiously await your replies!