AN: This chapter takes place about two weeks after Harry's and Cho's date, about March 7. Also Cho is Head Girl and therefore has her own room.
Chapter 13: A bit of Normalcy and Ravenclaw Seduction
After that Saturday and the date with Cho, the Ravenclaw and Harry hung out as frequently as possible. That Sunday, the day after the date a few of the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws had gotten together for a mock Quidditch game. The weeks following the date the two had spent time together snogging and talking and spending time together. Harry found that ironically after all the drama he went through over Cho last year; they had very little in common. Sure they each liked flying, and could talk about classes, Quidditch and other inane subjects but when it came down to it they had hardly anything in common with each other.
He also found that while he liked spending time with Cho, well, kissing Cho is more like it, than things seemed fine. He still wasn't overly enthusiastic about Cho, not like he was in fifth year but chalked it up to his sometimes apathetic attitude toward anything and everything. Draco had told him once that he just lacked emotions sometimes it seemed like Draco himself did. Harry had told the blonde that sometimes it was easier to just not care, to be emotionless. Draco had just shrugged then and remained silent but Harry thought the other boy may have actually agreed with him.
Harry had talked to Draco only a few times and each time Draco seemed to be a bit irritated about something and a lot more closed off than he had been since they became friends and he avoided all talk of Cho. Harry wasn't as stupid and innocent about certain things as many believed him to be and he had a few theories on Draco's behavior. But he had not thought any of them to be the possible reason. Harry found that as long as he didn't bring up Cho when around the blonde than things seemed almost normal. Well as normal as things between them could be anyway.
Things with Ron and Hermione had seemed almost normal again but Harry knew that there was some distance between them as there were just some things the two didn't and possibly wouldn't ever understand. Hermione was happy to see him make such changes this year what with his better grades and his less anti-social behavior than the beginning of the year. Ron was happy to see him acting like he did before Sirius, before the Tri-wizard tournament when he was an almost normal person who didn't seem so cynical and broody. They didn't know it was an act, just something to keep the questions at bay and if they did then they didn't show so. Harry rather thought they didn't know it was an act.
Things in his life seemed to be going somewhat well and that was what made him worry. Maybe it was just the pessimistic part of him but he felt that things were going too well for him like he thought before the Valentine Incident with Voldemort. He felt edgy and paranoid and just wanted the feelings to stop. He thought this thing with Cho would help that, help him stop feeling edgy like this but it didn't. So suspicious and nervous was what Harry was and it really wasn't doing anything for him to be this way. He rather thought he was getting a bit too much like Mad-Eye Moody and that just wasn't sitting well with him. But he tried as best as he could to ignore the feeling. It only worked half the time but it was enough sometimes and that was the best Harry could hope for.
Draco had been trying his best to not even look at that Chang girl especially when she happened to be with Harry but found himself doing so anyway. He was annoyed with the Ravenclaw and had had the urge many times to hex her something awful. He had found himself glaring at Chang from across the hall at meals, in the corridors if he saw her and just about any other time he saw her. He knew he was being silly about it all, really he was but he couldn't help it. His crush on Harry was making him jealous and irrational.
But some good did come of it, he found after watching her one day. He noticed that whenever Harry was in proximity or mentioned a strange light came to her eyes. He had seen this happen many times but wasn't sure what it could mean. His Slytherin instincts said that there was something the girl was planning but he wasn't sure about this. She seemed to be innocent and sweet but Draco knew these things were deceptive sometimes. He knew Pansy looked like she couldn't really doing anyone harm but she was very handy with some of her more defensive charms.
He could be wrong but he was almost sure he wasn't. Something about Chang had him suspicious and he didn't think bringing it up to Harry was good idea. If he was wrong he would look utterly stupid and Harry might think he was trying to purposely make trouble. He had worked hard for Harry's friendship and didn't want to lose that. He would watch her and if it looked like he was right in his assessment than he would tell Harry but not until he was completely sure. Jealousy, Draco realized, was sometimes a real annoyance.
She had waited as patiently as possible for her reward, conducted things as best as she could to make sure her plan worked. And now after almost two weeks of waiting she was sure she could succeed. She was sure that everything was set for her to strike. She was confident of her appearance and knew that with the right amount of seduction she would get her prize. Cho smirked to herself, head down, as she walked to her next class letting the chatter of her friends float around her. She had invited Harry to her room an hour after dinner. He had agreed after very little persuading. Tonight, she thought as she walked into the door of her next class. Tonight all my plans come together.
Harry was glad it was Friday and the last class of the day and that the class was over. He sighed as he walked out of Transfiguration, Ron and Hermione close behind him. His mind was currently preoccupied with Cho's earlier request of invite to her head girl room after dinner. She had pulled him aside and asked him privately, earlier in the day. He hadn't told Ron or Hermione about the invitation and had decided not to. He wasn't as innocent and naïve as many may think. He knew that there were only so many reason Cho would invite him to her Head Girl room and he was pretty sure he knew why she did.
"Harry?" he started briefly and turned to look at Hermione who was looking at him questioningly. "You seemed a bit preoccupied, is something wrong?" she asked, her brow furrowed.
"No Hermione I just have a lot on my mind that's all," Harry said with a small smile. Hermione had looked at him hard for a moment before nodded slowly.
"If you need to talk, we're here," she said and Ron nodded his head empathetically.
Dinner had passed in the usual manner with consumption of food and idle conversations. Harry had been too focused on Cho and her invitation for the night to engage in too much conversation. When dinner was over he went back to the tower with the other Gryffindors and excused himself to the dorm where he changed clothes into a loose pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt, grabbed his journal and a pen, pulled and spelled his curtains shut and settle back with the leather bound book in his lap.
March 7, 1997
The weirdest thing happened today, okay maybe not weirdest but pretty damn odd all the same. Just before my second to last class Cho asked me to come to her Head Girl room tonight. We've been hanging out a bit the last two weeks and we've kissed a lot too. The fact that she's invited me to her rooms tonight hasn't passed by me. I have an idea of what she wants, seen the looks she throws me sometimes so I'm not stupid. Nor am I innocent or naïve and that I have my two weeks of privacy for. The first week after I broke away from the Dursley's I took the chance to have time to myself. While at a store getting myself new clothes I met a girl who worked there at the store. She helped me out with finding stuff for me. Her name was Andrea Vaughn. She was really nice to me and after helping me just out of nowhere asked if I'd like to come to a party, a rave she had called. Said I looked like I needed a bit of independence and fun. I was hesitant at first but then thoughts of the prophecy and just all the fucked up things going on in my life made me agree. I realized later that agreeing was probably the best thing I could have done.
She said for me to meet her at the store front later that night and she would take me to the place where the rave was being held. She had even given a suggestion on what I should wear, I was out of my depth and her assistance was much appreciated and welcomed. So I had met her later that night and we had got a ride with a friend of hers named Brent to where the rave would be. When I had stepped into the warehouse I had been surprised. It was nothing like I'd seen before, not even expected. Andrea had told me in the car ride there that I would probably see things I haven't seen before and made sure to imprint into my mind that I was to stick by her for my first rave experience.
The middle of the warehouse which I had guessed was for dancing had many writhing, twisting and grinding bodies together dancing, or what I presumed was dancing. That night I stuck close to Andrea like she said. She taught me to dance the way those people had been dancing, I had drank alcohol and by the end of the night I had danced with many people, girl and guys, even making out with both a few times. I lost myself that night; I was stripped away from a world where I was Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. I had been just Harry that night, a regular normal teen who just wanted to get pissed, have fun and leave my worries behind.
When I woke the next morning I was in an unknown place and had panicked at first until Andrea walked into the room with a cup of coffee and a bottle of Advil. She explained that I had been drunk the previous night and she didn't know where I lived or was staying so she let me crash at her place. Once the Advil started to work and I was feeling not as bad as before she offered me to spend the day with her as she didn't have work and normally sat around because the majority of her friends worked that day. I agreed and after telling her I would come back to her place I had gone back to the Leaky Cauldron for money, a shower and a change of clothes. With that done I had spent the day with Andrea.
That night she invited me to another rave that had been happening in Brighton. I agreed immediately seeking that free feeling again. We went and I lost myself once again in the music and the dancing and the drinking that I did. And snogging and groping random people. I was a totally different person, more adventurous and risky with things that didn't concern my life, well my continual living anyway. It was only my second time there and I'd already done things I hadn't done before or really thought about doing. I'd made out shamelessly with girls and guys, got groped and groped back, it was wonderful and new and something I wanted more of. That night though was memorable in more than just one way.
I had stayed at Andrea's again that night. I wasn't as drunk as the night before but still didn't want to risk heading back to the Leaky Cauldron. Well when we got back to her flat after much time spent at the rave when we had made out a few times we wind up having slightly drunken sex. She hadn't drank that much that night I remember as she told me she had work in the early afternoon the next day and wanted to have as little a hangover as possible. We were both slightly drunk when we tumbled into her flat and somehow into her bed. I remembered the night, the night I had sex for the first time, the night I lost my virginity to a girl I barely knew while slightly drunk. I remembered it enough anyway.
The next morning she had asked if I regretted it and I told her truthfully after a moments thought that, no, I didn't regret it. And I hadn't. I mean I had that stupid prophecy and really, I could've ended up dying anytime within the next year. I didn't want to die a virgin and sex with a somewhat anonymous person made it all the better. At least than I know it's not because I was the Boy-Who-Lived. We spent a few hours together that day before we separated as she had to go to work. She had asked about me coming by again any time but I had just told her maybe. Told her I went to a boarding school and would be leaving soon. I had also known that the first week I stayed at the Leaky Cauldron I would be by myself but the second week the Weasley's and Hermione would be there and it might be harder to sneak out. We had departed out a good note that day.
But I had found the chance to sneak out a few more times even when the Weasley's and Hermione were there. It was hard to do it but I found ways of succeeding and getting out. Those two weeks had been the best; the raves, the dancing, the drinking. It had been wonderful until I had to go back to school, go back to being Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived. But those two weeks had become my little secret. I had done things in those two weeks that I never thought of doing and actually enjoyed. I had always been around people (i.e. the Dursley's) who thought things like boy's liking other boys and girls liking other girls were wrong and dirty. But those two weeks opened up my eyes to new things. Andrea is bisexual actually.
As for me, well, I had fun with some other guys at the raves (hand jobs, blow jobs) but never anything more than that. I liked it but I want to keep my Rave Week – as I have fondly dubbed it and my Hogwarts life separate. I was a much different person during those two weeks at those raves and I didn't want to taint it with my life at Hogwarts.
Harry sighed looking over his words again. It had been a while since he had thought of his summer activities, normally preferring to do so when alone. Glancing at his wrist where his watch lay he cursed softly under his breath. He had little more than five minutes before he was supposed to be going to see Cho. Stuffing his pen into his journal he opened his hangings and looked around. No one was in the dorm as he had thought. He rose quickly and stuffed his journal into his trunk.
He thought quickly about the best way to do this. He really didn't feel like explaining to his friends where he was going. With a firm nod to himself he used his old school bag (the one he stopped using because of Neville's present from Christmas) and stuffed the map into it before pulling his invisibility cloak around him. Cloak hanging half off him he flicked his wand at his bed curtains with a muttered spell. With the curtains securely locked against others he pocketed his wand, covered himself fully with the cloak and left the dorm.
Making his way carefully down the stairs from the dorm he stopped at the bottom and looked around the common room. There were still a good many people in there and he knew getting out without alerting attention was going to be hard. Cautiously making his way to the entrance to the tower he stood by it, barely holding a sigh of frustration in. he stood there for a few moments glancing around the common room trying to think of something when the portrait opened. He moved out the way as Ginny Weasley came through the portrait. Holding back his curiosity for the moment he quickly rushed out the portrait that closed seconds behind his departure. Staring back at the Fat Lady but not really seeing her Harry briefly wondered why Ginny was coming to the tower almost an hour after dinner. Then he brushed it aside deciding that what she did really wasn't his business and began his trek to Ravenclaw territory.
Once far enough away he pulled his bag around to the front and pulled out the map as he tugged his wand from his pocket. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good," he whispered and waited for the map to finish displaying the school. Once done he began walking again, heading for the Ravenclaw part of the school. Head Boy's and Girl's always had there own rooms not far from that of there common room, outside of the other dorm but still in the vicinity. Harry watched the map as he moved quickly but cautiously to his destination. It wasn't actually curfew quite yet but he really didn't want to be seen. He finally made it to where the Ravenclaw common room was guarded by a portrait. Bypassing that he continued halfway down the corridor where there was another portrait.
He stopped in front of it and sighed looking at the map to make sure no one was near he tapped the map and whispered: "Mischief managed," before closing it up and putting it in his bag. Pulling off the cloak he stuffed it into the bag also threw it back over his shoulder again. Staring at the portrait of a sleeping man he furrowed his brow lightly.
"Uh, excuse me," he said to the portrait that snorted noisily before opening his eye to peer at him sleepily.
"Wha' ya' wan'?" came the slurred response.
"Waterfall," Harry said, giving the password Cho had given him earlier and the man in the portrait grunted before swinging open to admit him. With a slight bit of hesitation he stepped through the portrait wondering why he felt a tendril of apprehension curling in his stomach. Cho was sitting on small couch in front of the fire in the common room. Glancing around briefly he noticed a door to the right of the room and one to the left which he guessed led to the bedroom and the bathroom.
Turning his attention back to Cho he noticed that she had changed from her school uniform into a pair of black pants and a blue t-shirt. She smiled at him as she saw him enter. "Come on in Harry and sit," she said pointing to the other end of the couch she occupied. Harry nodded with a small smile and sat on the other end of the couch dropping his bag by the side.
"I didn't go back to the common room after dinner so that's why I still have my bag if you're wondering," he said glancing at her briefly.
"Its fine," Cho replied easily. Silence hung in the air after that. Harry looked around the room, at the fire, at anything but Cho for the moment. Finally running out of things to look at though, he looked at the witch who occupied the other half of the couch he sat on.
"Um, you look nice Cho," he said casually with only a slight wavering to his voice. That tendril of apprehension wriggled unpleasantly in his gut for a moment and he wasn't sure if it was because he was a bit nervous or something else altogether.
"Thank you Harry," Cho said sweetly with a beautiful, beaming smile. "So…how were the rest of you classes?"
"Good, okay I guess. I got a bunch of work to do over the weekend that Herm –" he stopped before he fully said it remembering last years in a flash of memory and the Ravenclaw's reaction to Hermione. "Ron tends to leave everything to the last minute to do and asks for my help sometimes." He finished lamely completely changing what he was going to say. 'That Hermione will bug Ron and me about it until she's satisfied'. This was true even though he had taken to not procrastinating any more and actually putting real thought and effort to school.
The smile that was on Cho's face tightened a bit around the corners of her full lips at the almost said name but she still answered calmly. "Well you have two days over the weekend to do it, I'm sure you and Ron can get it done by then."
"Yeah I guess," he said lamely. The room descended into silence once more and Harry stared into the fireplace not knowing what else to really do. What if Cho asked him hear to talk and he made a move on her? He would look completely stupid for thinking she wanted do to something more than talking. Bring on the anonymous person at a club or rave and I'm perfectly fine but bring on someone who knows I'm the Boy-Who-Lived and I freeze up like a bloody idiot, Harry thought barely holding himself from snorting scornfully.
With Andrea and any of the people at those raves he had the advantage of them not knowing him as more than Harry, another teenager looking for a bit of fun. But here in the Wizarding World he was Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived and that was his disadvantage. People most likely would not want him for him but for the hero, the idol, the icon. If Cho Chang wanted something to do with him after that first big disaster it was mostly because she wanted a piece of the hero and not just Harry the teenager. He had come to expect this, knowing that people would want him for the icon and not the person. He had come to almost accept that fact really. It still didn't mean he liked it though.
Cho looked at the raven haired boy with pursed lips as she thought about how to get what she wanted. With a small smile playing around her lips she stood from her end of the couch and stood in front of Harry blocking his view of from the fire. When she had his eyes on her she smiled seductively, put a hand on his shoulder to push him back so he was sitting upright and then straddled his lap slowly. Wrapping her arms around his neck she pressed her lips to his moving them slowly against his.
Harry hesitated a moment wondering why he felt that tendril of apprehension wriggling more violently in his gut. Deciding to ignore it he began kissing the girl in his lap back wrapping his arms around her slim waist. At first there was just a slow soft play of lips on lips and then Cho darted her tongue out flicking lightly, teasingly at his bottom lip. Parting his lips his tongue met hers, velvet wetness sliding against velvet wetness as they're tongues caressed each others. Cho's hands made their way to Harry's black hair, tangling in the silky, unruly locks. She moaned in the back of her throat as he nibbled gently on her bottom lip before trailing light kisses across her jaw. Cho moaned lightly, tilting her head back to give the Gryffindor better access. As he continued to her ear and nibbled gently on the lobe she began to rock lightly back and forth in his lap.
Harry traced the path from her ear back to her mouth catching her swollen lips in another kiss as his right hand went to her silky hair tangling in the strands and his left smoothed a trail down her back to cup one round arse cheek. He pulled her closer as he kissed her.
Cho pulled back untangling her arms from Harry's neck and tugged the t-shirt she was wearing up over his head exposing the blue lacy bra she wore underneath. She flung the shirt to the floor quickly and smiled enticingly at the black haired boy. Harry gazed appreciatively at her ample chest that was almost eye level. She winked at him as she stood from her straddling position and began to remove her pants, bending at the waist and sliding the black cotton material down her legs seductively. Underneath that she was wearing a blue thong and as she stepped out of the pants and tossed them to the side she ran her hands from her thighs upward, over a taut and flat stomach, up over round and perky blue lace encased breast and smirked.
"Like what you see?" she purred as she teased her body with feather light touches. Harry nodded a bit dazedly and stood up walking up to Cho. He snaked an arm about her waist and used his free hand to knead her left breast rubbing his thumb over her nipple that was slightly visible through the thin see through material. It began to harden under his ministrations and Cho mewled softly.
"How about you point me to your bedroom and we continue this there?" Harry asked voice husky as he dipped his head and sucked lightly at her neck. Who was he to pass up an opportunity for sex gifted so freely? It may be because he was really the Boy-Who-Lived but he was all a teenager. A teenager who was no longer a virgin and knew what sex was like. Besides, his right hand could use a break.
"D-door on the left," she rasped out then moaned as her neck was sucked and licked and bit. Nodding Harry maneuvered them to head to the door on the left firmly ignoring the icy grip of uneasiness that was grasping at him, tugging at his insides and demanding to be acknowledged. As he stumbled through the open door he thought: what could possibly go wrong from this?
Too bad those careless thoughts were going to be proved wrong. And oh, how wrong they were.
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The-Angels-Miracle: Next chapter you find out exactly what Chang is up to. And I agree with you; Draco I like much more than Chang but I needed someone to be a bit of a bad person and Chang won because I just dont like her.
Question for all those out there...The six book is coming out in 3 days times, which many of us HP fans are looking forward too. I have a bit left until this story is done and then a sequel that goes through the summer and their seventh year. I really want to finish this story but if its not going to be read because of clashes with the six book let me know! Chapter 14 is being worked on now and should be out in a week which is after the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Leave me your opinions in your reviews.