Lord Firefox: True, or Cho for that matter. Both are having the worst luck.

T-person: Good example, Chrysler's farm, where the British used a parade ground maneuver from being out flanked by a larger force of around 7,000 men. Tactics leading to victory over brute force, just the example I was trying to convey. I can't bring Dumbledore back just yet, but soon, as for Marietta, well there is a long way to go with her. But you will have more insight to her soon.

Froggie2: Working on getting Harry and Cho together as soon as I can, but one last misunderstanding has to happen first. Bear with me. Hang in there. I'm very impatient for it as well. But I cannot sacrifice the story for instant gratification, That said, soon, just a few more chapters. Fiona, very soon as well. I promise.

Okay, well here is Chapter 41. Harry's just had the nightmare/memory, and been woken up by Ron and Neville. Cho tries to comfort her friends, and runs into Marietta, and Danielle in the girl's bathroom. Marietta also implements one of her plans to get Cho on her side. Also remember those pictures that Collin and Dennis Creevey took?

Chapter 41: The Deal with the Devil

Two days after the Murder, Morning:

Harry was shaken awake from the screaming and crying that he had been doing in his sleep by Ron, and Neville.

"Harry! Harry, wake up! You're just having a bad nightmare!" Ron shouted. Harry looked up at him, and then around the room realizing that he was awake and in back in his common room. Harry looked at Ron and Neville with a look of terror in his face.

"I… I… killed her. I killed her." he whimpered. Ron and Neville looked at each other very confused. They turned back to Harry.

"Who did you kill Harry?" Ron asked. Harry was shaking, he tried to think about how to explain to them the nightmare that he had just awoken from… but how could he explain. It didn't feel like he was sleeping, it felt like he was wide awake. The image was fresh in his mind. Now, how could he tell Ron and Neville, or anyone else for that matter what had happened. He needed to talk to someone, badly, but he needed to think first, he didn't know what he would say. "Harry, who did you kill?" Ron repeated.

"Nnn… nothing, no one. It was a nightmare, um I'm hungry. Look, I'm going to get dressed, and get something to eat." Harry said composing himself. He saw that Ron and Neville were already dressed in their school uniform. "You guys can go ahead; I'll be along in a little while. I'm okay now, really. It was just a bad dream. That's all." Harry said.

"You're sure your okay Harry?" Ron asked concerned.

"Yea, I'm good. I'll be down soon. You two go ahead." Harry nodded. Ron gave Harry a pat on the back, and told him that he would see him in the great hall for breakfast. As Harry dressed he thought about who he needed to go to about what had just happened. The last nightmare that he had had so vividly, was last night when he dreamed about threatening Allen Miller, and Padma Patel, but like the Quidditch nightmare, those had taken place after the real events, real events that he had no memory of before the nightmare. Harry was confused, was he losing his mind. He remembered going to Professor McGonagall about his wand not working, but it did end up working in her office when he had tried to demonstrate the problem. What is going on, what's happening to me? Harry thought.

When Harry got to the Great Hall everyone else was already eating. Harry sat down next to Ron, and started in on his breakfast. He looked over at the Ravenclaw table, and thought that he saw Padma talking to Cho Chang, but when the girl turned around he saw her tie, and crest, and realized that it was Padma's sister Parvati who was talking to Cho. Parvati saw Harry looking her way, and walked up to him.

"Harry, Ron have either of you seen my sister Padma?" Parvati asked concerned. Harry dropped his fork, his hands shaking, as he looked up with an ashen face.

"Why, what's wrong with her?" Harry said nervously.

"Well nothing that I know of. I just haven't seen her this morning, we usually have a chat before breakfast, and I can't find her. No one at the Ravenclaw table seems to know where she is. Well, excuse me; I've got to go look for her." Parvati said, and she walked off to the Slytheren table to see if Padma was with Allen Miller. Harry tried not to think about his nightmare, but the thought that Padma was not at the Ravenclaw table scared him. He wasn't so hungry, but he tried to eat in order to concentrate on something else. He listened to Ron complain about how annoyed he was that there had been no mail again that day. When he was almost done, Harry heard a sad, familiar voice speak to him.

"Harry, can… can I please talk to you?" Cho said softly. Harry looked up, Cho was standing there looking sad as usual, a worried expression on her face.

"Sure, what's up?" Harry asked curious. Cho looked around at the other students around Harry. She lowered her head, looking away.

"Um, in private please Harry." Cho asked uncomfortably. Harry nodded, stood up, and walked with her to a corner of the great hall.

"What is it Cho? Is something wrong?" Harry asked.

"Harry about that night… I'm sorry. I'm sorry about how I was acting. I'm just; it's a really difficult time for me right now. I wish that I could tell you, but I can't." Cho said sincerely regretful. Harry looked into her almond shaped eyes. There was a lot of hurt in them.

"Cho, I know that you loved him, but you have to put Cedric behind you. He's dead, and it's very tragic, but you can't spend the rest of your life morning over him, he…" Harry started, but Cho quietly cut him off.

"It's not about Cedric Harry… it's about other things. One of my friends has become really sick, and I'm worried about her. But Harry… I wanted to ask you if we could talk sometime. I have things that I want to ask you, things about your past, and… other stuff." Cho said. What a strange conversation, why does she want to know about my past? Harry thought. Never mind you idiot, Cho wants to talk to you again. I enjoy being with her, I need the feeling that I get from being with her now more than ever.

"I'll be ready to talk whenever you want Cho, just let me know. Harry smiled. Cho nodded, and gave Harry a tight hug. She closed her eyes, as her face rested on his warm chest. They held each other for a moment in silence. Harry smelled Cho's hair and the same sweet vanilla odor came to him again. Eventually the bell to attend class rang, and Cho and Harry hesitantly pulled away from each other.

"I'll see you at lunch Cho?" Harry asked. Cho's sad look became even more pronounced.

"I've got… I've got student isolation Harry. I have to stay there for lunch." Cho said sadly.

"Student isolation, Why Cho?" Harry asked.

"I… it's a long story. But that's why I'm not going to be at lunch for two weeks, they bring our lunch to us." Cho said quietly.

"Two weeks! But what could you have possible done for that?" Harry pressed. Cho looked at her watch.

"I can't explain now Harry, but… I wanted to ask you a question before I left. I wanted to ask, where were you, when you got your letter to come to Hogwarts?" Cho asked. Harry looked at Cho confused. What a strange question to ask, he thought.

"Well… why do you ask?" Harry questioned her. Cho looked at Harry very seriously.

"I just, I wanted to know something more about you Harry. I want to know everything… eventually." Cho said softly. The warning bell rang indicating that they only had five minutes left to get to class. Cho waited in silence for Harry's answer.

"I was in a cabin with my relatives. It was storming. We were on a small island." Harry said flatly.

"Oh, were you on holiday?" Cho asked. Harry shook his head.

"No, Professor Hagrid came to take me to Hogwarts that night, after we were finished shopping for supplies in Diagon Ally. I didn't know about the Magic world before then." Harry said flatly. Cho frowned.

"Didn't know… how? I thought that your family would have been good friends with the Minister of Magic, and many of the Magic Nobility. Surely your family would have had to have a lot of friends in the magic community." Cho said. Harry looked at her quietly for a second.

"We'd both better get to where we're supposed to be now Cho. We don't want to be late." Harry said, and walked away. Cho started in the opposite direction. On her way to isolation.

Cho was not so happy about being in Isolation, but it did have its advantages. She could really focus better on doing her work without distractions. She was even able to finish a lot of her assigned work early, and start on some other work that she was behind on. Once as she was returning from a bathroom break she saw a younger student taking a picture of a suit of armor. She started to pass the boy on her way back to the Isolation class, but stopped suddenly when she remembered who he was. Cho turned to him.

"Um, excuse me, do you remember me?" Cho asked him. The boy turned to her.

"Yes, you're Cho Chang. Your seeker for Ravenclaw. I've taken your picture several times at Quidditch matches." Collin Creevey said.

"Oh, well I'm not on the team anymore, but um… what was your name again?" Cho asked hurt at being reminded that she was not on the team.

"It's Collin Creevey. I'm taking pictures for the year book." The boy said. Cho extended her hand, and they shook.

"Well it's good to see you again Mr. Creevey, I bought a picture of Harry Potter at the Quidditch game in my fourth year, and I was wondering if you have a more recent picture that I could purchase." Cho asked politely.

"Sure, but I have to get back to class now. Why don't you come to my dark room tomorrow after regular classes? My brother and I have loads of them there, and you can sort through and pick out the ones you like." Collin said. Cho smiled and thanked him. Then she walked back to student Isolation.

That night Beverly Jones was very sick, and spent much of the time vomiting in a toilet in the North Tower girl's bathroom. She was in pain, and crying as well. Cho held her hair back and Luna rubbed her back. She had been like this since the day Cho had gotten in trouble with Flitwick about accusing Marietta's friends of attacking her, and explaining her concern for Beverly's safety. Beverly's skin was cold to the touch, and she was shaking. Cho looked up at Luna concerned.

"We have to take her to Madam Pomfrey." She said worried.

"Nancy Cromwell said that she and Erica Goldberg took Beverly from class several times from class today because she was sick like this, she eventually got better, and Madam Pomfrey was able to give her a spell to stop the vomiting, but she could never find out what was completely wrong with her. Apparently none of her spells were able to show why she's sick, just temporarily able to relieve the vomiting." Luna said softly. Beverly again puked, and she was shivering.

"Why is this happening to me?" Beverly cried. "It hurts." Cho hugged gave her a hug.

"It's okay Beverly, we'll get you to Madam Pomfrey and she'll take care of you." Cho said softly. Cho and Luna supported Beverly on each side, with her arms around their shoulders. They all had to stop several time in bathrooms along the hall for Beverly to get sick in, sometimes she didn't make it, and vomited in the halls. After thee three girls had finally arrived at hospital, they explained the situation to Madam Pomfrey, who after giving her medicine for her illness said that she wanted Beverly to stay in hospital for observation this time. Cho and Luna stayed with Beverly until she was better, and promised to come back tomorrow, to check up on her. Beverly was well enough to thank them and they all said their goodbyes. As Cho and Luna walked back to the North Tower Cho noticed that Luna looked on the verge of tears. She put her arm around Luna.

"I know your worried Luna, but she'll be alright. Madam Pomfrey's very good at taking care of people." Cho said. Luna looked up at her with a sad face.

"I know Cho, but it's not just that. I really miss my dad. I mean were not even getting letters inside Hogwarts now. My dad and I are very close, we always write to each other as often as possible. I just hope my letters are at least getting through to him." Luna said in a monotone. Cho nodded her understanding. She missed her parents as well, and although she sent out letters by owls daily, she, along with the rest of the people at Hogwarts had not received any mail back. It was really driving the idea for her to leave Hogwarts, and go back to her mum. Cho reached up her hand to her chest and felt the gold locket, the love protection charm hanging around her neck that her father had given her. Both her parents wanted her to continue her education. That's what they expected of her. That's what she had to do. But being away from her mother, when her mother needed her, she wasn't sure if it was all worth it.

The next day after detention Cho found herself walking into the classroom adjacent to the school yearbook staff's dark room. She knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" came a familiar voice from inside.

"It's Cho Chang, I had asked about purchasing some photos… of Harry Potter." Cho said.

"Alright, just a minute, I have to keep the film from being exposed to light." Collin said. After a few moments he let Cho inside, and after everything was okay he used his wand to turn off the red lights in the room, and turn on the regular florescent lights. The room had a sink and several chemicals, and bottled were in the air. Collin's brother Dennis was putting a blank paper in a liquid solution, and after a few seconds an image appeared. He then took it out, and hung it with clips to a cord that ran along the wall. Collin began showing Cho several pictures of Harry, and explaining that certain ones were the most popular amongst girls at the school. Cho picked out a few of them, including one with Harry in a hero pose (See Chapter 31) with his hands on his side, looking up. Cho happened to glance at the wall next to her and saw another picture (See Chapter 29) taken of a Gryffindor on a broom at a Quidditch match. At least it looked like someone on a broom. Cho looked at the picture more carefully. All she could see were clothes, and a pair of circular glasses. There was something filling them, but she could see through it, like it was water or glass, or some other clear substance. It looked vaguely like Harry, but somehow not. Cho turned to Collin.

"Um, excuse me but who is this picture of?" Cho asked politely. Collin looked at the image that she was pointing at.

"Oh that's a picture of Harry that didn't come out right. It was taken at the practice match against Huffelpuff. Actually none of the pictures of Harry came out right that day, we through most of them away. He had quite a temper that day. Anyway all the shots came out like that. I mean the ones at the game. I never really understood. My brother and I thought it was a cool effect, so we've tried to duplicate it. We thought that maybe it was due to the particular magic around the pitch so we took pictures of each other flying on our brooms, but they just came out normal. Something inside Cho told her to ask for a copy of the picture, she didn't know why, but she felt that she needed to have it, that it would be useful later. She remembered that many of the Hufflepuffs had blamed Harry for attacking Cindy Miggins at the game.

"Collin, can I have this or a copy of it please?" Cho asked pointing to the picture.

"Sure, take that one; I have some other copies." Collin smiled. Cho paid for the pictures, thanked him, and left for the Hospital to See Beverly. She was still not well, and was still cold to the touch. Beverly looked up at Cho, and told her that she was cold, and afraid. Cho pulled her blanket over her friend tighter, and used her wand to perform a warming charm. Eventually it helped Beverly. When she had drifted off to sleep Cho gave her a kiss on the forehead, and left for the North Tower. Along the was she met Nancy Cromwell, who didn't look so good. She was pale, and she was shaking. Nancy started to fall, but Cho caught her, and supported her.

"Nancy, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Cho asked concerned. Nancy looked up at Cho with a tear in her eye.

"Cho… I'm freezing!" she said. The words put a fear in Cho, especially that it was Nancy Cromwell who had earned the nickname Eskimo from her fellow Ravenclaws from never being cold at anytime anyone could remember who said them. Cho supported her back to the infirmary and explained to Madam Pomfrey that she had found Nancy walking the halls, and that she was concerned about her. Madam Pomfrey decided to keep Nancy in for observation as well. Cho left again for the North Tower, and her dorm room. She took a hot shower to relax, and soon was in her pajamas. She walked into her room and scanned it from one side to the other. Erica Goldberg waved to her from her bed, but the beds of her other two friends were empty. It was an eerie felling for Cho, who took great joy in being surrounded by friends.

"Hello Erica, how are you tonight?" Cho asked politely.

"Can't complain Cho, have you seen Nancy? We were going to play some cards." Erica said. Cho lowered her head.

"Well, she's not feeling well Erica, I took her to the infirmary, and Madam Pomfrey is keeping her under observation. Maybe the flu." Cho said worried.

"Oh, too bad, and she had just gotten her anti-flew charm today too." Erica said casually.

"What! What did you say Erica?" Cho asked excited. Erica raised an eyebrow surprised at the concern in Cho's voice.

"Well we were at lunch today, and Madam Pomfrey had sent Pansy Parkinson to fetch her for her shot. Funny thing thought I thought that everyone had had their anti-flu charms finished up two days ago. I guess they just missed her." Erica said. Cho started to turn red.

"They did finish up two days ago, and Nancy did get her anti-flu charm. I remember her telling me about it. About how it tickled a little when she was hit with it. Beverly got her anti-flu charm before she started getting sick too." Erica looked at Cho blankly.

"So what are you saying Cho? That the anti-flu charms are causing people to get sick? I had mine, and I'm okay, and most people that I know had theirs, and they are okay as well." Erica said.

"But Beverly and Nancy are both my friends, and they were both called back to Madam Pomfrey for their charms, and Pansy Parkinson was involved both times." Cho said thinking out loud.

"Oh come on Cho, don't get any crazy Ideas, I heard about what happened in Charms class, and the corridor, and library. Surly you don' think that there is some kind of conspiracy do you. I mean the papers have been saying that You-Know-Who was defeated, and ran off to Europe. He's long gone. And Hogwarts is the safest place in the Magic world as well." Erica said reassuringly. It did not comfort Cho.

"That may be Erica, but if Hogwarts is so safe then why are we no longer getting any letters, and what about Padma Patel? No one's seen her for several days, and they have everyone looking for her. And Beverly and Nancy getting a mysterious illness, what about that?" Cho inquired. Erica started to speak, but Cho's rational made her hesitate.

"Well, who do you think is behind it Cho, You-Know-Who?" Erica asked.

"I'm not sure who is leading the group, but I'm sure Marietta is involved. Harry thanks that it's a boy named Draco Malfoy calling the shots, I have student Isolation with him, but other than the fact that he's the Slytheren seeker, and his father is about to be on trial for being a death eater, I don't know much about him." Cho stated, trying to put the pieces together in her mind.

"I thought that you and Marietta were friends for a long time, surely she couldn't be capable of anything more than a little school yard bulling. I mean she's a stupid bitch, but… surely not capable of anything serious." Erica said.

"I guess it was severely bad judgment that I was ever friends with Marietta, especially that she was my best friend. I'll always hate myself for that. I thought that I could change her attitude about people, but I was wrong. Were arch enemies now but… although Marietta is an evil bitch, one thing she's not is stupid. She's probably the most intelligent student in the school… and that scares me. Look Erica, promise me something. Promise me that no mater what you won't go back to the infirmary if Marietta or any of her gang brings a letter to one of the masters, or tells you at lunch that Madam Pomfrey wants to see you. Just disappear for a while until dinner and then let me know about it." Cho said in a serious voice.

"That will mean skipping some classes." Erica said.

"It doesn't matter; you have to keep yourself safe." Cho replied.

"Oh my god you're saying that skipping classes doesn't matter! This is serious." Erica giggled.

"Cut it out, it's not funny. Just promise me that you won't go anywhere that Madam Pomfrey, Marietta, or any of her thugs direct you." Cho said irritated.

"Okay, I promise." Erica said.

"Thanks Erica, I'm just trying to protect you." Cho finished. Cho eventually started going through the pictures that she had bought of Harry. She reached over to the framed picture of Harry taken in their first game together in her fourth year, and slipped it out of the frame. She opened her nightstand drawer, and delicately placed it inside. Cho then began to shift through the rest of the photos to try and decide which one she wanted to replace it. Erica asked if she could also look through the photos as well. Cho happily agreed. Eventually Erica came across the picture of Harry at the Quidditch game, the one where you couldn't actually see him.

"What's up with this one? He's that man who wasn't there. Weird mess up with the camera." Cho looked over to the picture.

"Yea, Collin Creevey, the boy who took the picture said that he thought that it was some way that the magic worked at Hogwarts. That it somehow warped the picture. Um it's a cool effect." Cho said, though she wasn't sure that it was the reason that she bought the picture. Finally Cho decided on a picture of Harry that had him standing in a corridor looking a little sad. She didn't know why she had chosen it; it was just something about Harry in the picture that made her want to take care of him. She felt that she wanted to help him when she looked at the picture. Or maybe she just felt a connection because she was always sad lately. Erica picked up the picture of Harry standing in the hero pose as Cho placed the Sad Harry picture on her night stand. Erica looked over the Hero Picture carefully.

Hey Cho, why didn't you choose this one? It looks much more courageous to me. I think it would be a better… oh never mind looks like your arch enemy made a guest appearance in this one." Erica said. Cho grabbed the picture out of Erica's hand.

"What do you mean Erica!" Cho asked nervous. Erica pointed to the back ground of the picture of Harry where two people could be seen talking to each other. At least it looked on first glance like to people were talking, and one of them was Marietta Edgencombe. Cho looked hard at the spot that contained Marietta and the other person that she was engaged in conversation with. The two were far away in the back ground and the other person could not be made out clearly, but it looked as if the picture had the same film effect of Harry in his Quidditch Uniform. The figure by Marietta looked clear like glass. Cho was not so much looking at the person, as through them. Something about the abnormality of the photo creeped Cho out. She would have to speak to Harry soon about this. So many things were not making any since.

The Next Morning:

Harry sat at the Gryffindor table breakfast thinking about the hug that he shared with Cho the previous day, and wondering if his decision to be just friends was the right one. She almost always made him feel good, just to be around her, but still something was bothering Harry. He kept thinking back to that night in the potions room. About the work Cho was doing on the Jinxing Torso, about the book that she would not let him see. Could he trust her? Why couldn't she trust him? There was this thing between them, this thing that he couldn't describe, or even name. He needed to find out what went on in the potions room that night. She had to tell him, before he could completely trust her, and before he could consider taking their relationship further on any level. He just felt that she was being too secretive.

A pair of soft hands suddenly covered Harry's eyes from behind.

"Guess who," Came a girlish voice.

"Um Cho Chang," Harry said absentmindedly, even though the accent was English, and sounded nothing like Cho. Harry was rewarded by a slap on the head.

"Hump! So your thinking about Cho Chang, are you?" Fiona said in a jealous voice, and started to walk off. Harry got up and pulled on her arm.

"Just kidding, it was a joke. I knew it was you Fiona." Harry said apologetically. Fiona turned around, and her expression changed to one of good cheer again. She rubbed her finger down Harry's chest and gave him a seductive look.

"Well if it was just a joke… I wanted you to meet me at the girls lavatory on the third level tonight. The one haunted by that ghost, the girl." Fiona said in a sensual voice.

"Moaning Myrtle? Why that bathroom?" Harry asked. Fiona gave Harry a flirtatious smile.

"Because you silly boy, it's very private, she's not there so much anymore. No one ever goes in there. Just meet me there tonight… around eight I think." Fiona said.

"Okay sure Fiona, tonight at eight. Sounds… really good. Harry saw Cho walking up to the two of them about the same time that Fiona did. Suddenly she felt jealous, and pulled Harry's arms around her, while simultaneously putting her arms around him as well. She gave Harry a passionate kiss, which made him melt. But still Harry kept his eyes on Cho. He felt guilty about kissing another girl in front of her. But why? Fiona was his girlfriend, and he and Cho were just friends. But the sense of guilt was overwhelming. Harry pulled away from the kiss to look at Cho; he wanted to say that he was sorry, and that he didn't mean it. But the kiss had felt really good. Harry felt lightheaded as he looked at Cho. For once she did not have a sad look on her face, but one of confusion, as she stood in front of the two of them in silence.

"Um, hello Cho, how are you today?" Harry asked. Fiona gave him an elbow in the stomach for not introducing her to Cho. "Oh, uh Fiona this is my friend Cho, Cho this if Fiona." Harry said. Fiona rapped his arms around her even tighter.

"His girlfriend Fiona." She said with great emphasis, letting Cho know the extent of their relationship. Harry blushed from an embarrassment that maybe he thought that someone that was the boy friend of someone so popular and good-looking shouldn't have. Had it been anyone else, he would have been proud, but this was Cho, and he didn't want to have a girlfriend all of a sudden.

"Um, Harry… I… I have something that I think… that you should see. I need… to speak with you… in private, please." Cho said in a monotone voice. Fiona gave Cho a suspicious look.

"Anything you need to tell Harry Chang, you can tell him in front of me. My boyfriend and I don't have secretes from each other, do we honey." Fiona said in an untrusting tone.

"Well, um perhaps it's something that Cho wants to keep Private Fiona," Harry said. "I mean we just need to talk for a minute. I'll be right back. Harry said pulling away from her. Harry walked over to a corner of the Great Hall with Cho. He looked at her with shame in his eyes, and she looked at him with the deepest hurt, as her heart ached.

"Um, Harry… I needed to know when… when the next meeting was for everyone. I needed to know, because I've come across something strange. Some photos. Um, when can we meet again?" Cho asked trying her best not to cry.

"Um, I guess Sunday, in the evening. Around six thirty, the room of requirement." Harry said. Cho lowered her head.

"Sure Harry, see you then." Cho said softly, and turned to leave. Harry grabbed Cho's arm.

"Cho, about Fiona, and I… we, it's just that…" Harry tried to explain something, but he wasn't sure what he wanted to explain. Cho put her hand on his shoulder.

"Look, you don't have to explain anything, were just friends right?" Cho said with a unconvincing smile. Harry lowered his head.

"Yea, I…" Harry began.

"I have to go Harry; I have to get to student Isolation." Cho said. Harry looked at his watch.

"But you have fifteen more minutes for breakfast, and…" Harry began, but was cut off.

"Yea, well Mr. Filch wants the students there early." Cho lied. "I'll see you Thursday Harry, goodbye." Cho said as she quickly left. When she rounded the corner the tears started to fall from her eyes. Harry had evidently broken up with Hermione, and she wasn't even his second choice. Cho thought. She walked into the girl's lavatory, and began to cry from the hurt that she felt, about Harry, her mum, her friends everything. She cried until the bell to go to class rang. Cho eventually composed herself with much effort. As Cho wiped away the last of her tears two girls walked into the restroom. It was Marietta Edgencombe, and Danielle Forester. They both seemed surprised to see her at first, but a devious smile quickly came across Marietta's face.

"Cho Chang, just the person I wanted to see. This is indeed a fortunate coincidence. It will save us the trouble of having to go around the school looking for you." Marietta said happily.

"Leave me alone Marietta. I've nothing to say to you." Cho said bitterly. Marietta approached her, the smile on her face growing.

"Oh, but I think you'll want to hear what I have to say, I mean if you ever want your friends Beverly, and Nancy to get better." Marietta said. Cho turned around, an angry look on her face.

"I knew it! You're to blame for their illness!" Cho said raising her wand. Marietta acted offended.

"How dare you accuse me you little… no, I will not lose my temper. After all, I'm Head Girl. I need to set an example. But you don't need to be falsely accusing anyone else of things that they did not do, after all that's what got you into student Isolation. Now, I was just going to say that I know of a cure for what ales your mudblood friends, and I'm willing to give it to you to take to Madam Pomfrey… with certain conditions." Cho was breathing heavily; it was all she could do to keep herself from zapping Marietta with several jinxes.

"Listen to me Marietta, the next time you call one of my friends a mudblood, I'm going to zap you with the worst jinx that you ever experienced. Now give me the fucking cure!" Cho shot. Marietta shook her head and gave Cho a look of pity.

"Now, now dear Cho, it's not that simple. You see I only suspect what they are suffering from, and I have a few potions that Madam Pomfrey doesn't have access to. They should cure the problems of your friends. But first I want something in return. Cho jumped at Marietta, pinning her against the bathroom wall, and stuck her wand to her throat.

"If you don't give it to me now, I'm going to burn your face off with an incineration charm, give it!" Cho screamed. Marietta had a horrified look on her face, but did not scream out. Cho felt a wand point to her head as well, and looked up to see Danielle with a hateful look on her face, ready to blast Cho in turn.

"Get off Marietta Chang or I'll blast you with a bad rash curse." Danielle said angrily. Cho stuck her wand harder to Marietta's head. Marietta struggled to get out of Cho's grip, but she held tight. She looked at Cho.

"Now listen Chang, this isn't going to do you any good. I've come to offer you a deal, and let you help your friends out. I haven't got the cure on me; I just have access to it. Just hear us out before you do anything rash." Marietta said, almost pleading now that she had a wand to her head.

"I'm not interested in hearing what you have to say Marietta; I'll kill hurt you bad if you don't take me to where you have the cure, right now!" Cho said with finality.

"Not until you hear me out. Just listen, what have you got to lose? If you hurt me, then Danielle will just zap you next, and you'll never find the cure. Just listen." Marietta said. Cho was full of rage, everything in her wanted to hurt Marietta for everything she had done, for what she had done to Beverly in her third year, to what she had done to Harry's DA, and in aspect to her chance to be with Harry, to insulting, and making fun of her Muggleborn, and Half blood friends, to having something to do with Beverly, and Nancy getting sick, and finally what she had been doing to her. It was all boiling up inside Cho, and now she wanted to lash out at Marietta. "Listen Cho, I know you want to hurt me really bad, but think of your priorities, first you want to make sure that your friends are okay, I can help you with that, but you have to have to listen to me. If you don't I can't help your friends, just think about it for a minute. Cho was shaking with rage, Marietta was shaking with fear, and Danielle was pushing her wand harder against Cho's head about to loosen a jinx on her. Cho thought about Beverly, and Nancy being sick in Madam Pomfrey's infirmary. She wanted justice, but she couldn't have it at the expense of her friends.

"Alright Marietta, make it fast. I'm going to be late to student Isolation as it is." Cho said in an unfriendly tone.

"Alright, you know that a certain society is about to have a rally in Hogsmead. It's a society that will bring about great things in the Wizarding world. Danielle and I are members, and we want you to be one too." Marietta said plainly. Cho gave a laugh, her first in what seemed like forever.

"I've heard about your stupid society, and I don't want to have anything to do with it. I would never become a member!" Cho said bitterly.

"I know you don't like the idea now, but… we just want you to come and hear us out. I know once you hear what we have to say, and how it's to your benefit that you'll change your mind. You're a pureblood Cho, you need to side with us. I know you'll want to after you hear Professor Ian Watson talk of the great advantages of living in a pureblood world. It's what I first wrote to you about. He' had been an inspiration to me, a close family friend. He's been doing marvelous work in Europe, and now he means to bring his teachings here to the United Kingdom. Look, I'm not asking you to join, just hear him out at the rally. I'll even personally introduce you to him." Marietta finished.

"I don't want to meet him, and I don't want to go to a rally full of a bunch of hate filled gits! I want that cure for my friends!" Cho screamed as the tardy bell rang.

"But Cho this rally if full of our own kind, I…" Marietta started, but Cho cut her off.

"I'm not your kind Marietta, and I don't care who had magical parents, and who has muggle parents, and people who think that something like that is so important are stupid!" Marietta suddenly became very angry at the insults to her belief.

"Look Chang, here's the deal, you promise to go to the rally, and Beverly Jones will be as good as new by morning, after you attend then, Nancy Cromwell will be as good as new. That's one of two parts of the deal. The second is that you don't tell anyone about what took place here. Now who knows how sick that Beverly and Nancy could get while your battling with me and my friends. It would be easer if you go with me, and hear us out. Then if you don't agree I'll give you the potion, to cure Nancy, and we'll never speak again. I mean I'm only at you to do this because we're old friends." Marietta said.

"Were not friends Marietta." Cho said. Marietta shook Cho off, and walked over to her bag to grab a piece of parchment. She wrote down something on it, and signed her name. Then Marietta handed it to Cho.

"Here, take this to Mr. Filch, so you won't get in trouble for being late. Thank over what I said. I'll be where you can find me. Marietta and Danielle backed out of the room never taking their eyes off Cho, who stayed in the bathroom for several more minutes trying to think of her options. Could she tell Professor Flitwick what happened? No, Marietta had a knack for covering things up, and she would end up being the one in trouble again. She was afraid to go to members of the staff, after the incident with Madam Pomfrey, and the school Liberian. And how did Marietta possess stuff that Madam Pomfrey didn't anyway? Surely the Hogwarts infirmary had everything that could be found in St. Mungoes.

That afternoon after student isolation Cho went to see Beverly, and Nancy. They were both worse. Beverly's skin had a bluish tent to it. She periodically coughed up blood, and complained that she felt that she was going to freeze to death. Nancy was at the level that Beverly was a few days ago. Madam Pomfrey's potions were having less effect. After visiting hours were over, Cho walked to the seventh level of the North Tower and stood at the doorway of her old dorm room, now a layer for Marietta and her fiends. Marietta looked up at Cho innocently.

"Lose something Cho?" She asked in a friendly tone. Cho wanted to beat Marietta senseless then and there, but she had come here to help her friends, and would not sacrifice their welfare for her revenge.

"If Beverly Jones is better by tomorrow morning, I'll go to your stupid rally." Cho said in a depressed tone. Marietta smiled.

"Good Cho, she will be I promise. You're doing the right thing. You'll see that it's better to be with your own kind." Marietta said happily.

"Fuck you Marietta." Cho said as she left for her room holding her middle finger in the air.

Meanwhile In the Girls Bathroom:

Harry and Fiona were making out intensely in a stall. Moaning Myrtle was strangely absent. Fiona had pushed him onto the toilet, and straddled him giving him passionate kisses, and grinding on him. He was nervous. Fiona was younger than him, and didn't seem the type to go around with just anyone. But she was taking the lead, and he didn't know how to respond, except to kiss her back. Conflicting emotions were going through his head, Fiona was really beautiful, and felt so good. They were both making out hot, and heavy, it was what he had wanted. But he also felt guilt about Cho seeing them together earlier that day, and now… now he felt like he was cheating on Cho. Harry closed his eyes and imagined Fiona was Cho for a minute. Stop that he thought to himself, you're going to screw everything up, and call her Cho or something. It's too late for you and Cho, Fiona is your girlfriend now, and you can't just dump her or anything. Besides, she's really hot, all the Gryffindor boys say so. They tell me how lucky I am. Harry pulled away after a few minutes to take in some air.

"Hang on, I um. Look what do you want to do at Hogsmead tomorrow Fiona?" Harry asked. She thought about it for a minute while rubbing his shoulders.

"Hummm, well, I suppose that we could go to the shrieking shack, that's always cool, or maybe we could go Madam Puddenfoot's. There actually is a new pub opening called the Witch's Brew that's supposed to be really good, how about that?" Fiona asked.

"Yea sounds good, except for the Madam Puddenfoot's thing. My friends Hermione, and Luna are going to the Witch's Brew tomorrow, maybe we could meet them there. Oh, were just friends!" Harry shouted the last part remembering the communication problem with Cho last year. You know, we wouldn't have to go if you don't want to, and if you did it would be way later in the date. Just a thought.I mean we can do whatever you want." Harry finished. A frown came across Fiona's face. Look Harry, you care about me right?" Fiona asked.

"Sure." Harry shrugged.

"And my opinion is important to you right?" Fiona asked. Harry wasn't sure where she was going with this.

"Well yea, okay." He said.

"Harry, I don't want you to hang around that girl anymore, okay?" Fiona said. Harry instantly got offended.

"Look Fiona, Hermione is a really nice person, she…" He started, but was cut off.

"Oh no Harry, not Hermione, I mean Luna Lovegood." Fiona said quickly. Harry went blank. He didn't expect Fiona to have a problem with Luna, as Luna was a pureblood.

"Wh… why not Luna, I mean she's a pureblood." Harry inquired.

"So, I'm only a half blood, her linage isn't important to me. Hermione is okay because she's a national hero, and her parents are well established in the Muggle world, both being doctors of dentistry you see. But Luna, well she didn't get much of the press, and she already has a reputation here at the school. She has the image of being a delusional, retard. I don't think that we need to be hanging out with someone who could give us such a bad image. Trust me; I'm only thinking about what's best for us Harry. Harry was getting upset.

"Look Fiona, Luna is my friend, and if you want to be with me then you had better learn to accept her, because she's been really good to me, and…" Harry started.

"Relax Harry. Relax. Look just because she's your friend doesn't mean that you have to be with her all the time right?" Fiona said. She started moving her hand down to Harry's crouch and rubbing the area through the pants. Harry was aroused, and suddenly became excited.

"Well um I guess." Harry said nervously. Fiona gave him a sensual smile.

"And you did say that we could do whatever I want, right?" Fiona asked.

"Well, I guess so." Harry said begrudgingly. Fiona smiled.

"Good, then what I want is to meet Hermione later in the date, without Luna. But first, I have a surprise for you when we get into Hogsmead tomorrow." Fiona said in a sexual tone.

"What surprise?" Harry asked. Fiona laughed.

"Oh, you silly. If I told you then it wouldn't be a surprise. But trust me, your going to love it. She kissed Harry again, and as always her lips were soft and warm. When the kiss was over, Fiona stood up.

"Look Harry, I have to go, curfew. I'll meet you tomorrow at the entrance after breakfast. Were going to have a great time." Fiona said.

"Great look Fiona, if you would only get to know Luna, she's really very bright…" Harry started.

"We'll talk about that another time Harry. Just make an excuse if we see her tomorrow. It's important who you're seen with Harry. Remember, you're The Boy Who Lived." She said and she kissed him goodbye and walked out of the bathroom. Harry sat and contemplated the mixed emotions of guilt and pleasure that were going through his mind. Mostly about the guild of making out with his girlfriend, behind Cho's back. But even worse than that, now he had time to reflect on the nightmare that had been plaguing him all day. The one that kept him from doing his studies and getting points taken off in class. The one about killing Padma Patel. He had volunteered to search earlier that night, but had not found her. He had no memory of walking to the room, just entering, yelling her, and killing her. But the strangest thing was that he dreamt that he stood over himself in bed, and told himself that he would have nightmares. Harry vowed that if someone did find Padma harmed than Draco Malfoy would pay. After all Harry had dreamed of invisibility cloak again, and the Malfoy's had the money and connection to get one. But Harry prayed that this nightmare would not turn out to be real like the others. It was the one of the most horrible ways to die that he had seen, the way Padma died in his dream. He didn't want it to be real.