Hello guys! It's me again. Thanks to the nine people who read my first fanfic 'The Feeling's Mutual' I actually thought no one would read it….you've all inspired me to write a new one…. This is an entirely different story but you would find certain similarities... hey I'm only human….. J.K Rowling owns the characters and their characteristics but the plot is all mine…. :)

For every beginning, sadly there is an ending. . .

Special bond

Chapter 1: Reliving Old Times

When I think on the course I have run,

From my childhood itself to this day,

I tremble, and fain would I shun,

The remembrance its terrors array.

I marvel at struggles endured,

With a destiny frightful as mine,

At the strength for such efforts:—assured

Tho' I am, 'tis in vain to repine.

She ran a fair distance. When she heard the person behind her mutter a spell, she quickly dropped on the floor facing him.

"Stupefy!"

Slowly she crept and looked down at the hooded creature. Then she heard footsteps from behind the bushes. Alert, she quickly took her fighting stance but loosened up when she saw it was her fellow Aurors.

"Wow! He's your fifth death eater for the night!" exclaimed an injured Ron Weasley.

"Excellent!" Hermione Granger-Weasley said as she walked to the group eyeing the stunned death eater. "We should take him in for interrogation."

"Hey you should get some rest", Harry Potter said with concern, his emerald eyes boring into hers.  "You've done so much already. We'll take care of him"

They levitated the death eater on a stretcher and supported Ron back to Headquarters. Harry took time to direct his jade orbs back at her before leaving with the others. She, however, was left behind. She is Cho Chang, one of the most prestigious Aurors the Wizarding world has ever had. But right now she felt very little, very alone. She walked a little in the forest before apparating back to her house.

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She took of her cloak and tossed it perfectly aiming the coat hanger. Tired, she climbed her bed forgetting that her clothes are all soiled. She quickly fell into a deep sleep. It wasn't a peaceful one though.

She ran. But no matter how fast she ran, it seems that she wasn't moving an inch from where she was. She knew someone was chasing her. But who?  Then for some reason she stopped running. Terrified, she looked around and saw death eaters surrounding her. One of them pushed her down. Helpless without her wand, she looked up to one of the death eaters.

"YOU!" Cho screamed in surprise as she saw who it was under the hood. The surprise quickly turned to hatred and pain. "I trusted you…you TRAITOR!"

The death eater laughed at her and so did all the others. When their laughing came to a halt, the traitor held his wand up aiming at Cho. His face broke into a wicked smirk. Cho knowing what was going to happen held up her arms in attempt to protect herself. But she knew it was hopeless and then GREEN LIGHT was all she could see before blackness…

Cho woke up with a start and jerked forward, distressed. She held up her hand to her face and noticed her eyes were wet. She looked at her pillow and saw tear stains on it. Deciding to relieve herself of the nightmare she got out off bed and headed for the kitchen. She just realized that she hadn't eaten dinner. She looked around the kitchen. She wasn't in the mood to cook, so she raided the fridge looking for something that won't need catering. Settling for fruits, she grabbed some and a bowl. She took out a knife and began slicing the fruits. She couldn't help but recall her dream.

It seemed so real. Who was that death eater? Stupid dream everything was all so blurry that I can't make out a face. What could it mean? I haven't had a dream like that in a while. And the last time I had one it…. She shook her had dismissing the idea. Lost in her thoughts, 

"AAAAAaaaaaawwwww"

She slashed her finger. Trying to hold back the blood she seized a towel. She rushed to her drawer where she usually kept her healing salve and other personal stuff. She rummaged the compartment with her free hand until her fingers touched the carvings of something very familiar. She took the necklace. Knowing what it could do, she looked at her wounded hand and just as she expected the blood was gone, the wound was healed. She sat down still staring at the necklace. It brings back so many memories. I wish things stayed the way it was, happy and whole. Sighing, she slumped back on a chair trying to relive old times.

As far as I could remember, I was always loved. I had caring parents. Theirs were the hands that nourished and cared for me and mine were the hands that praised and love them in return. But what was memorable about my past was Draco Malfoy, my childhood friend. My father had saved Mr. Malfoy's life once and since then both our parents were best friends. The Malfoy Manor is situated right beside ours. Both estates boasts its vastness and picturesque features. Aunt Narcissa and mom both spent their time together beautifying the garden right in the middle of both lands. The garden was where a placid creek started extending north. The garden was where Draco and I would play. Each day we would meet there. When we so much as see the other's shadowy figure we would run into each other's arms as if we hadn't seen each other for a decade. We would play all day long. The house elves would just bring us our meals in the garden where we would have our little picnic. Sigh, those were the days. Running, jumping, skipping and kidding around was what we always did. When we would get tired we would just sprawl on the velvety grass before our favorite oak tree in the center of the garden. It was our favorite because we had planted it ourselves when we were three. I remember one time we were lying on the grass looking at the sky. We watched as cottony clouds passed by.

"Cho, Hear my heart."

"What?" Cho replied, baffled. But obediently she leaned and held her ear over Draco's chest hearing rapid beating. "Wow, it's beating fast!"

"I know. It's weird. I wonder why it's beating fast. Do you know?"

"I don't." Shrugging Cho lay back.

"Really? That's new. Come on Cho tell me. You always know!"

Little Draco had always thought I knew everything. After a moment of arguing and joking around we would fall asleep under the tree's shade. Whoever woke up first would wake the other by either tickling or blowing in the ear or something childish like that. I usually woke up first. Playing would then resume until the saddest part of the day would come, the part where we had to say our farewells.  Hahaha…..little kids really know how to exaggerate.

How was that for a start? I really don't have much of an imagination…  Please review…I welcome your thoughts.. :)