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Chapter 12: The Reviled One
Her eyes opened to a world of shrubbery and ecology. A bed of sand morsels laid beneath her as flaccid leaves swathed her.
Sticks were snared with her disarrayed hair. Mire caked her body. If she had slept merely a little longer, she would have become nature herself.
Rising into a ninety-degree angle, she groaned softly. Where was she? How had she gotten here? Nevertheless, most importantly, where was everybody?
Her legs pulsated with pain as she rose.
"Never," she told herself resolutely. "never reside on your back for several days."
Following her immersing in the river to cleanse herself of her muddy layer, she glanced around, as if searching for something to help her find her way.
Now the question was, how did she find her way back to society?
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"A pina colada milady?"
Cho smiled sweetly at the deatheater. Seizing a goblet, she drank it, satisfied with its piquancy and satisfied with her life.
Everything was perfectly perfect. With Harry's amnesia, it made things ten times superior. Harry would return to her side as he had once done before in her sixth year at Hogwarts and once Luna and her newborn were stamped out of the picture, Harry would be all hers, forever and continuously.
"Madam?"
Slopping much of her drink onto her mauve robes, Cho glowered wrathfully at the cowering deatheater.
"I do believe the ancients crafted such a thing as knocking, you brainless git!" she barked.
The deatheated hung his head in admission of guilt.
"My apologies Milady." he said ruefully. "But the Boss has desired for your company."
Cho's heart paused with a vile pound. No, not now! Things were going impeccably, marvelously. But when it came to Him, nothing was perfect and nothing went marvelously.
She glared at the deatheater, although Cho merged the antagonism that glittered in her eyes with a sentiment that he had never seen contained. Something that petrified him to a great extent. Something like …… trepidation.
"Tell Him," she said croakily after a drawn out hiatus. "tell Him that I will present myself in short time."
The deatheater nodded, illustrating his understanding before leaving the room and a very distressed Cho behind.
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"My Lord," she bowed, her head bent in utter admiration.
"So, you finally decided to bestow yourself to my presence." He spoke mellifluously.
"My Lord," Cho stopped dead. How was she to put this to Him? "My Lord, things have altered. We have custody of Harry Potter and….."
"Good," He said contentedly. "And what of Luna Potter?"
Cho swallowed.
"My Lord," she said gradually. "She, she still lingers in the outside world."
His eyes thinned and His mouth twisted into a repulsive sneer.
"Cho Julia Chang." He said scornfully. "Do you ridicule me?"
"Never My Lord."
"LIER!" He roared, forcing Cho to cringe. 'I DO BELIEVE MY COMMANDS WERE TO BRING BOTH HARRY AND LUNA ALIVE TO ME! STILL YOU SIMPLY FETCH ME HARRY! WHAT DO I APPEAR TO BE? SOME PAWN IN YOUR IMPRACTICAL GAME! I AM NOT TO BE USED CHO! YOU KNOW THAT! IN TWO DAYS TIME, I WANT LUNA IN MY HANDS BY DAY'S END. NO MORE DEPLORABLE EXCUSES!"
Cho withdrew apprehensively from the infuriated Boss. Why her? Why was everything her liability?
"Of course My Lord." she said meekly. "I will do of what you ask."
"Good." He said, his voice now composed. "Now leave me! And don't reappear unless you bear Luna with you."
Cho nodded civilly and scurried from the room. Damn Him! Two days! It was like finding a lone shrimp in a limitless and vacant sea. Virtually unattainable! Yet she was required to do it………..or else.
"What do you thing this is, nap time!" Cho growled at a huddled set of deatheaters. "I want you to find Luna Potter and find her NOW!"
The cluster quivered under Cho's fiery gaze but they began to carry out their task.
"Milady, what's the matter? What did He say to you?" Scarlet asked, rushing to Cho's striding side.
"Scarlet," Cho turned to Scarlet, her eyes tapered into slits. "I want you to head this pursuit for Luna. Kill whatever you want and burn anything that impedes your course. Let nothing block your path!"
Scarlet nodded, signaling her agreement. Gesturing at several deatheaters, she promptly left, the deatheaters behind her.
Cho smiled a satisfied smile. Within a matter of hours, if the deatheaters did their work, Luna would be theirs.
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Harry laid on his divan. His eyes were encumbered with exhaustion, but his mind was on extreme alert. Was he truly engaged this raven-haired lady called Cho? Had they once upon a time fallen in love with the other? Then why did his mind think of blond hair? And where did those gemstone cerulean eyes come from?
He rolled over, clasping at his throbbing head stiffly. Why did his head smart so much?
These were unfathomable questions that he couldn't resolve. They reeled in his head, never originating, and never ceasing. They were specters, irking his head, regardless of his efforts to turn from them. He was a hamster in its wheel. He could run and run eternally, but the blonde-haired bombshell stuck to his mind like paste. Until he could decipher the enigma of this exquisite woman, he would be bamboozled with her vision for a long while.
"Beloved!"
Harry twisted his head to the possessor of the melodic voice.
"Cho, sweetie, what's wrong?" Harry asked, perceiving the expression of anxiety fastened to her face.
Cho smiled (a considerably feeble one too Harry noticed).
"Oh Harry precious, don't bother yourself about me. Let's think of other things…… much…… gratifying things."
Cho smiled a sturdier smirk as she plucked apart her indigo robes to reveal –
Harry groaned with amusement. The little, black dress! A man's beloved wish on his cherished wife-to-be!
Cho smiled stunningly as her tongue slinked leisurely into his mouth. The kiss what compassionately velvety, yet an indefinite acidity was soaked in. Whatever it was, Harry did not know nor care, as his one attention was sitting right next to him. Rolling onto his other side, Harry's mouth rushed into a smile as he responded to Cho's extraordinary touch.
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Her legs screamed with pain and her head seemed lightheaded. Trees developed in her course, wherever she was going, and all she could observe was green, green and more of this appalling green.
She halted. What had that abrupt blast been?
But her brain had not a minute of thought before anguished screams emitted from everywhere. Men's bellows, women's shrieking, children's bawling, all mixed into a ball of clamor.
Treading feet echoed behind her. Without a waste of a moment, she hurdled behind several shrubs.
"The amount of deceased?"
"Roughly 53, milady."
"Good, good. You heard Lady Chang's words. Kill them all, excepting the heavy with child. Bring them to me. I will ensure of them individually."
Her throat blazed with anger at the cloaked woman. How dare she! Slaughtering brood, gentlemen, and women like lambs at a carnage warehouse. She wasn't evil, she was…… a lunatic! Chaotic!
"Tell the deatheaters to take the settlement however they want as long as the whole lot is annihilated. You heard me, go!"
She swallowed brusquely. Deatheaters, an auror's worst nightmare, besides Voldemort.
So they were back. And stronger than ever.
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This was a hallucination. It had to be.
Luna had roused to darkness. She realized that night hadn't come in advance, but that the shadows were fabricated from a swarm. Immoral-looking, dark-cloaked, sinister people.
"Ahhh, the sleeping beauty awakes." one said scornfully.
Laughter ricocheted through the crowd as Luna quivered with alarm. Who were these people? Where had they come from? Where was her –
Luna muffled a scream as she looked beyond the pack. Positioned on the ground, its hide stained a horrendous, dark scarlet, laid her horse. Her dead horse.
"Remorseful for your slain horsie?" another deatheater ridiculed. "Oh poor baby, boo boo!"
The crowd growled with mirth, but Luna's heart swelled wrathfully. How could they! What had she and it done to them that they would assassinate such a naive animal!
Luna stumbled to her feet, but unpredictably a deatheater thrust her back down.
Luna shot a look of daggers at him, but he merely laughed gaily.
"No more practical jokes as we only have a specified sum of time." A deatheater, whom Luna supposed as the leader of this cluster, said. "Come, little lady. It's time that we take an expedition, a long expedition. Do you like trips missy? Cause you're going on one."
"Oh no I'm not." Luna said resolutely. Getting back on her feet, she said mulishly, "I'm not going anywhere with you freaks. Tell you what? Get someone to play stand-in for me to go with you on your expedition."
The deatheater scowled.
"I don't think so missy." he said annoyingly. "The Lady precisely asked for a blonde-haired babe pregnant with a little roaster. Now get going!"
Luna was about to bluntly refuse, but the head of a wand prodded her back compellingly, and she had no choice but to walk to her pending misfortune.
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