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Chapter 16
.....Harry....he could see Cho's face in his dreams now, he tried to talk to her, but his mouth was like closed, he couldn't speak, so he looked at Cho's face, she was pale. Her black hair continued the same way and her eyes, they were different now, of course the colour wasn't the same, now they were between black and red. Around the iris there was red, and the rest was black....Harry....she was calling him he tried to ask her "where are you?" but the answer was the same:...Harry...he tried to shout........"Cho!".
-Harry! Harry what's happening?!- he opened his eyes, a worried Hermione was sitting next to him- You were shouting...you were calling...Cho- she had a sad look.
- I was?- he was confused, he wanted to see Cho's face for the last time, and Hermione woke him up.
-Well, you're cured, you only had a few cuts, but they healed them in a minute, and they left you here, to sleep, Harry...
-Yes?
Hermione was going to ask him something, but she decided not to.
-Can we go home now?
-Yes.
They went out, in the outside he could see people running, walking, talking, shopping, and eating. Harry was thinking about Cho again, why her eyes were like that?, and why he couldn't find her? He was so...empty. He remembered the day she died. He could hear him shouting and talking, "Cho!, Cho, please wake up". Then he heard something.
-...Harry...- He felt confused, it was like his dream, it was the same whisper.
He looked everywhere behind him, next to him, in the opposite side of the street, but nothing. He felt sad. But he kept walking, he was sick and tired of walking, now he felt he could spend every second, every minute, laying in his bed without moving. An hour later they arrived home. Hermione and Malfoy went to their house and Ron and Harry went to their beds. Harry's room was without something he couldn't tell what, the window was opened and the courtains were moving with the wind. Harry walked towards the window and looked outside, he could see Diagon Alley. He walked towards the bed and got into it. Harry slept thinking about he could never see her again.
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