Disclaimer: I don't own "Harry Potter", it is hereby © to J.K. Rowling. I wrote this story when I was 11-12 years old and between the years 2001-2003, so the actual "Order of the Phoenix" had not been released yet. Errors in spelling and grammar have been purposely left in to preserve originality and my skill as a young writer. This story is complete. This is a repost.
Chapter Five: The Mystery of the Dream
After Cho said that, Harry asked no more questions and got his sweater. Cho was still in the hall. They walked outside and in the moonlight Harry could see her better. She began to run. Harry ran after her. They reached the gazebo and Cho looked around before she began to talk.
"You see, I heard about this story about the Order of Phoenix. It predicted that there would be a dark lord, he would fall by the power of a mother's love, but then he'd come back, just as powerful, but only the power of the mother's love would no longer work. So, in order to defeat the dark lord, another with special gifts would have to pair up with the one who had the power of love within them. Love can still destroy this dark lord, but it has to be true love and the willing of sacrifice. In the story, the one who has the power of love was Bremond Potter, probably one of your early grandfathers. The other was Julienne Chang, the one who sacrificed herself, the true love of Bremond, and probably one of my early grandmothers. So I'm thinking, that our dream is showing us what we will need to do to save our world from You-Know-Who. And we both have the same last names as they do, so maybe, this thing has to be done each time a dark lord shows up and our world is in peril. And the force that the one who is sacrificed, is what destroys the evil. In the books I've read about this, the person who is sacrificed is always female and usually has a connection with the Chang family bloodline. The one with the power of love is no different than the one that is to be sacrificed. They are always male and usually have a connection with the Potter family bloodline. And our profiles match perfectly. Harry, I think, I think I'm going to die." Cho said unnerved.
"You what?" Harry said shocked.
"You heard me Harry." Cho said sternly.
"It can't be though. I mean, it just can't. You have a good life. It's one to live for." Harry said.
"I'm glad you think so." Cho said.
Then there was a sound of twigs crunching under someone's weight. The crunching was getting closer. Harry turned around and saw a light. It was getting closer. A faint voice could be heard grumbling.
"Stupid kids…disobeying curfew. It's three in the morning and there's kids still out and about!" the voice said.
Cho heard it as well. It was getting even closer.
"Um Cho, I think we should get out of here." Harry whispered.
"I agree. But they might go away." Cho said.
The light flashed in the direction of the gazebo. The grumbling was louder. The light stopped on Cho, then on Harry.
"Hey what're you doing out so late? You're disobeying the city curfew! I'm here to take you both home right now!" the voice said.
"RUN!" Cho hissed.
They ran as fast as they could, not because of the voice but because what they both could've sworn they saw in the sky overhead.
"Quick! In the maze!" Harry shouted, forgetting to talk softly.
They ran in the maze and the voice followed them in. Harry stayed as close to Cho as he could. They were almost at the entrance to the maze that led to the meadow when Cho's nightgown got caught on a few stray branches on the ivy walls.
"Harry! I'm stuck!" Cho said in frustration. "The branches have thorns."
Cho tried to pull free but couldn't.
"Ow!" She cried.
Harry extinguished his wand light and used a Severing Charm on it and Cho was free. They ran even faster and all the way to the front door of Cho's house and they opened it hurriedly and slammed it shut.
"Did you…did you see?" Cho panted.
"Yeah I saw." Harry said.
"It couldn't have been the Dark Mark. Not like the Quidditch World Cup." Cho said.
Harry looked out the window. He saw a dead body of a man with a light and standing next to him was Voldemort and Peter Pettigrew.
Harry heard a high-pitched scream coming from Cho's room. He opened his eyes. It was just a dream. He heard the rushing of feet in the hall. Harry got out of bed and went into Cho's room. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Mr. and Mrs. Chang, and the girl that looked like Cho were all in the room.
"Are you ok?" asked Hermione
"What happened?" Ginny asked.
"What's wrong?" asked the mysterious girl.
"I'm fine, Hermione. Really I am. I'm perfectly fine Ginny. Akira, I'm ok." Cho assured all of them.
"Cho? Did you have a dream, a nightmare?" Harry asked.
"Oh hi Harry!" Cho said.
"Uh Hi." Harry replied nervously.
"Oh Harry, did her screaming wake you up too?" Mrs. Chang asked.
"Listen! I'm fine! I'm perfectly fine! I just had a nightmare, ok?!" Cho snapped at them.
Harry was rather shocked. He had never seen this side of Cho before. She seemed powerful, brave, and had great potential.
"Now, I want everyone but Harry to leave. He gets to stay because he's the only one who didn't go crazy when they woke up from my scream." Cho said coolly as she calmed down.
Everyone exited the room and left Harry alone with Cho. Cho had gotten out of bed and put on a lavender shawl around her shoulders.
"So, Harry, you said something about a nightmare of some sort?" Cho asked him curiously.
"Yeah. What happened in it?" was Harry's response.
"Well, You-Know-Who was in it, but at the end and some guy with a metal arm, a muggle died, you were in it, we were chased, we had a chat at the gazebo…" Cho trailed off.
"That's really weird." Harry said frowning.
"Why's that?" Cho inquired.
"Because, I had the same exact dream." Harry said.
Cho had wrapped her shawl around herself tightly. She bit her lip and attempted to speak but she couldn't seem to get her mouth to form the words.
"I…I…I…I can't…" She tried to say, but gave up.
"I know it's a bit of a sh-" Harry said but was cut short. "Argh!"
"Are you ok?" Cho said finding her voice again.
"My scar…headache…" Harry managed to say through the pain.
Cho leapt from where she stood and as fast as she could conjured up a glass of water and an asprin. Harry was clutching his head and the pain was nearly unbearable. He nearly knocked over Cho's nightstand as he bumped into it when he fell on the floor. Then Harry began to relax. The pain had vanished as if it was never there. His scar still hurting but the pain died away a second later and he returned to normal. Harry had realized that he had closed his eyes when he fell down and opened them to see Cho standing over him holding the glass of water in her hand, her face was pale and white as milk.
"Harry? What happened? Do you feel alright?" Cho asked him.
"My scar was hurting. Sometimes it happens. I'll explain later." Harry assured her.
"How do you feel?" Cho asked him again.
"I'm alright. You?" Harry replied.
"Me? Terrified." Cho said.
Harry laughed at Cho's response. Cho's face broke into a smile.
"Well I'm glad you think it's funny!" Cho said giggling. "C'mon, we're going to be late for breakfast! Today we'll be going to Diagon Alley to get our stuff for school."
Cho and Harry left the room for the breakfast table.
They arrived at the table and sat down and ate their porridge and toast. They left the table and went to get ready for their trip to Diagon Alley.