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Chapter 3.- Cho's love is engraved on my heart
A pen was in the desk, there was a paper also, and Cho Chang's head was lean on that. She had fallen asleep, thinking of something to write to cheer up the wizard world in an article.
She woke up frighten and saw that the pen was writing something on the paper. She looked at it and read: "Harry Potter is behind you."
"What-?" she turn around and gave a little jump of surprise when she saw Harry.
"Hello Cho" he said. Voice confident, without emotion, calm. He was not alone. With him was also You-Know-Who. They could not separate.
You-Know-Who made a bow at her. She was shocked. Voldemort said: "I know this may be surprising for you, but I'm a man of modals. You are a lady."
"Humm, thank you," replied Cho "but I think I must do it first for you." She did it. "Pleasure to meet you". This wasn't true, but her life was in danger, better be polite.
Harry and Voldemort looked around. Now that Cho lived by herself, she had her own flat. Not a fancy one, but enough for her. They were in the dining room.
Cho didn't say a word when Voldemort and Harry went to the living room. She followed them.
"This is a nice place, humble, but nice." Said Voldemort. Harry nodded.
"Thank you" was all what Cho could say.
"Cho, since when you are so shy?" asked Harry "I know we haven't spoken for some time, but hey! We were once friends."
This was too much for Cho. She started crying.
"Oh my, the girl is too sensible." said Voldemort. "Look, I'm not here to murder you, alright?"
"I'm sorry Harry and Lord…" she couldn't finish the sentence.
"Lord Voldemort" helped her Harry. He came close to her. It looked as if he wanted to hug her, but that didn't happen. Maybe it was because Harry felt intimidated be Voldemort, or simply because he didn't feel nothing for Cho anymore, or maybe not just for Cho, for nobody.
They both stared at each other for a moment, that seem for them an eternity. Voldemort broke that moment.
"So, you two loved each other, don't you?" he was playing with them. Harry and Cho for the first time talking properly in a year. Voldemort was kind of enjoying the moment.
"Stop, Voldemort!" He blushed. Does he still felt something for Cho? "That is over, alright?"
"Really, Harry?" asked Cho. Again, he stared at her, not knowing what to say. "I mean, why we broke up? I still have a feeling for you, don't you too have it?"
This was very amusing for the Dark Lord, and very awkward for Potter. He just said: "I don't know"
An uncomfortable silence felt in the room. If there were any crickets in the house, they could be able to hear them. Finally, the Dark Lord said:
"Enough of romanticism. To the point Potter, or I will torture you girlfriend."
"No! Please Lord, I beg you" she knelt.
"That will not be necessary Voldemort, I'm ready to continue" submission, servant and Master. In a strange way, but that was it after all, but sometimes, the relationship between them was unpredictable.
"So, love is a plague that spread in my sixth year among us, students. I'm sorry Voldemort, but this time I'm going to talk about feelings, not too much about deeds."
"Only with the condition that this lead to something, understood?"
"I can assure you that. Sit, Cho, you may be able to talk when I ask you." She sat, next to him.
"You know, Cho, I really do not know why I stopped loving you. I guess is Ginny's fault. Or proud, because we never settle from that fight we had. And I was facing many things, the prophecy, Sirius's death. That was fifth year, but what about sixth year?
"Sixth year was very stressful, and I was struggling with my feelings all the time. I suppose I forgot you for a while, because we had few contact. Ginny was, beside Hermione, the only girl I trusted. Ron's little sister, that was the image I had of her. But that changed.
"My mind was focused on the dark side. Everything related with that. I thought first, 'What if Ron becomes a Death Eater?' Next month: 'What if Hermione becomes a Death Eater?' And so on. Finally, when all my options were gone, I had only one: 'What if I become a Death Eater?'
"The idea first shocked me. It was insane, but playing and with a sense of humor, I said: 'Hey! Why not?' So I imagine myself killing and torturing. I liked it. Progressively, it became a fantasy. After all, I was meant to kill, either you Voldemort, or who ever I want.
"But I'm just talking nonsense. It is not so simple as it looks, it is much more complicated."
"So just get to the point, will you?" Said irritated Voldemort.
"You don't like feelings, my Lord, but without feelings, none of these could be happening. Feelings are essential characters in this tragic tale.
"All what I felt during this last year is gone. My love for Ginny is missing, and I guess my love for you Cho, is missing too." He sighted. He had talked with passion, though with emptiness. Empty passion.
"You girl," said Voldemort "what can you say about this?"
Cho felt miserable. The most powerful wizards were in her house. Potter talking about love, Voldemort listening. Not even in her craziest dreams could have happened. She didn't know what to say.
"Wait, I have a question." Said Harry "What to you felt when you wrote this last article?"
Silence. Cho was thinking. "Weird. I guess weird. I never thought that you could become a Death Eater. I mean, you are the Boy-Who-Lived. The one suppose to save us. Is like, God hate us all, humanity. He is letting that one of his angels infects this world with murder and fear. You are a falling angel, that's all I can say."
This was surprising for Harry and Voldemort. They didn't expect this answer. It was true, but profound, spoken by the voice of innocence. The original idea for Voldemort was to kill her, but now it seemed monstrous to do something like that. Not even he could resist.
"Cho," said Harry. Once again, his face was unreadable "I want you to tell the wizard world that I will not have mercy for anybody. I will kill everybody who stands in my way to my aim. Tell them to pray for the God that has abandon them."
She started crying again. Voldemort could not be more satisfied. It was time to leave, for Harry Potter could not stand being with all the memories of the good days with Cho.
"Farewell Cho Chang" said Voldemort "It was a pleasure to spend time with you"
Harry was preparing to disappear, when Cho grabbed his arm. "Please murder me, Harry." She said
"What?" This was the climax of surprises. "Do you know what are you asking for?"
"Yes, murder me Harry, or at least make me forget you, or what happened tonight."
Harry looked at her. Then turned to see Voldemort. He didn't say anything. Now his face was unreadable.
"Cho, I can't. I can't murder you, neither make you forget me." He had come closer to her.
"Why?" she whispered. "Why can't you? You do not feel anything for me, so there mustn't be something that stops you from killing me."
He kissed her. He tasted sweet Cho's tears. These tears weren't like the ones he felt when they kissed for the first time. In those days, life was still happy. "Your part in this isn't over. Tell the wizards and witches what I told you. Good-bye Cho."
They separate. Then Harry went with Voldemort.
"Harry," she said. "please, I beg you"
"Don't Cho, It's not that worth for. We will see each other again, I promise you that." And he disappeared.
Cho fall to the ground, and wept and wept. Pain was all that she felt. The next thing she remembered was seeing Rufus Scrimgeour.
"You must be Cho Chang." He said. "Please tell me, why Harry Potter was here?"
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Zou-Chang