Authors' note: Best when read while listening to Amy Grant's song "Every Heartbeat"

Chapter 66: Every Heartbeat

Harry's POV:

Harry and Cho had been standing over her mother's hospital bed for several minutes in silence. Mrs. Chi Chang was fast asleep, as she was so often, morphine dripping steadily from one of her IV bags. She was pale, rail thin, her hair bald and her unconscious face seemed to display a sense of agony under the oxygen mask even in sleep. The sheet covered the chest scared by two radical mastectomies, and Harry wondered why Cho and her family had agreed to take her from St. Mungoes to this place. How could the wizarding world not offer her more than the Muggle one?

Harry looked at Cho, her eyes as almost always were lowered, but no tears poured from her eyes. Instead she had a determined look on her face, as if she seemed to be trying to look strong for her mother, even if she couldn't see her daughters face.

"Is… is she ever awake Cho?" Harry asked. Cho nodded slowly.

"She is usually in pain, but the morphine… keeps her ok for a while, like a cheering charm. However… like Cheering charms it doesn't last and too much of it makes her groggy. Cho stood there another minute quietly, her left hand in her hoodie pocket as it had been so often since Harry had first seen her today. She looked up at Harry, an unreadable expression in her eyes. "Harry, I'm going to wake mum up. I want her to meet you. I want… you two to meet each other, face to face. Harry nodded.

"Well, perhaps just for a moment." He said. Cho shook her mother's shoulder gently, and whispered softly in her ear.

"Mum, wake up. Please wake up." Chi's eyes, opened slowly. It seemed to take her eyes a moment to adjust. When she recognized her daughter, she began speaking to her softly in Chinese. Cho also responded in her mother's native tong. The words were spoke at quick pace, and Harry believed that even in he had a basic understanding of the language he wouldn't have been able to follow the rapid pace of the conversation. But despite the quick pace, the language had a pleasant tone that flowed gently, and he suddenly hoped to be able to hear Cho speak it to him one day.

One thing Harry noticed about Cho's mum, was that one she was awake and looked at her daughter, her eyes, seemed to have a bright shine about them, and a wide smile could be seen under the oxygen mask. Her mother's tone was pleasant, while Cho's was on the edge of sad, but not as sad as she usually sounded. It seemed that Cho was trying to sound stronger for her sake. Finally Harry managed to catch his name in Cho's softly spoken Chinese, as she glanced to him. Her mum lifted herself up by her arm slightly.

"Harry Potter?" she asked excited. Harry wondered what her mum had been reading about him in the paper this year. There were beginning to be some bad things, just like the previous one, and in that year Cho's parents had warned her to not get on Professor Umbridge's bad side. Would they approve of him being here, and did the Wizarding world even know about his confinement in a Hogwarts holding room? Chi Chang, looked Harry over for a moment, her face turned to one unreadable by him. He felt nervous. This is Cho's mum, I want her to think well of me. It means something for her to like me, to be OK with Cho and I being together.

Suddenly, another smile came across her face, and she grabbed Harry's hand. In heavily accented, but clearly understandable English she spoke to Harry, her tone happy.

"Mr. Potter, it is a pleasure to meet you. I never thought that I would have the privilege. It's an honor to meet you." Mrs. Chang said in a pleasant tone. Harry smiled back.

"It's great to meet you too Mrs. Chang. How… how are you feeling? I mean are you doing better?" Harry asked nervous still at meeting Cho's mum.

"Oh, yes… better. Maybe soon, they nurses will take this annoying mask off me even. I'm sure I don't even need it anymore. I expect to get out of this bed in not too long also." She smiled warmly.

"That would be great. I know that these muggle doctors will soon have you cured." He looked around the room. "It must get quite boring round here." Harry said in a moment of absent reflection.

"Harry?!" Cho said in shock. Harry brought his hands up to his mouth. There I go again, always putting my foot in my mouth. But Chi giggled softly.

"Hee, hee, hee, well actually it can, but I have a telly, and it's given me a chance to find out about an interesting muggle sport that I plan to take up when I get better. Tennis. Have you heard of this muggle sport Mr. Potter?" she asked joyfully. Harry nodded.

"Oh, yes. In the UK the muggles have some of the best tennis players in the world. It looks a fun sport, but I've never played it." Harry said frankly.

Chi chuckled lightly again.
"Well I've been trying to get my daughter interested in the game. I've been trying to get her to go and practice. She will need it, when I get better. You… see. I'm going to really beat her in the sport." Chi then gave a sigh, and her look became more serious, as she looked over at Cho.

"Of course, that was something I wanted her to start after she finished school. After she was the fist Chang to go to Hogwarts. But now, she constantly waits on me hand and foot, every day, when we have plenty of nurses to do that. Now my daughter, though I love her so, makes me sad by quitting school to be a janitor. Cho's face became sadder looking, and she spoke back in quite protest.

"Mum, I couldn't stay away any longer. It was killing me. And I took the janitor job so that I could be near you, and earn money for the family. There's nothing wrong with being a janitor. It's an important job, and there are good people whom I work with." Cho said softly.

Her mother's voice rose ever so slightly, and became more authoritative, she began speaking to her daughter in Chinese again, leaving Harry feeling a bit embarrassed at his lack of any language other than English.

Cho's POV

"Cho, there is nothing wrong with being a janitor if you're comfortable with the job, and if you don't have other opportunities. But we both know that you want more than that. You have the opportunity to become anything in the wizarding world. If you were a squib you could make a great living here in the muggle world, like your Uncle, and we would be proud of you. But you have the gift of magic, and you waste it. You waste it on haunting me every day. Haunting me, and cleaning the floors of this hospital when you are capable of so much more." Chi said upset. It seemed that they argued this every time she was awake. Chi would try desperately to get Cho to return to her school, and Cho would protest that her place was with her mum.

"What do you mean I haunt you? I'm taking care of you, that's what I should be doing, that's what I should have been doing all along. I can't bear to be away when you're sick like this!" Cho said, tears welling in her eyes, and both their voices grew louder. Chi rubbed her head groggily, the IV tubes visible in her arms, as she did.

"Cho Chang, I have an entire hospital of qualified doctors and nurses to look after me. They take good care of me, and yet you still hover over me trying to do their job, like you were a nurse or a healer. Well your not, and you never going to have a good future unless you finish school. This is a great country, best country in the world, and you waste the opportunities that you have. You're father and I came all the way from China here with not much, and we were able to make a very good living here. We wanted to give you every opportunity to be successful in your life. Now look, your throwing it all away. I'm disappointed in you Cho. You embarrass me!" Chi finished in a shout. Cho's blood boiled in frustration.

"Why can't you see I just want to help you? I was away at school. There was no mail coming in, and I could almost never call. It was killing me. I wasn't any good at magic anyway. I'm supposed to be here." Cho shouted upset. She glanced back at Harry who seemed lost and confused. Cho was glad that he didn't speak Chinese.

Chi sat up in her bed, pulled off the oxygen mask and started to yell at Cho between gasping breath.

"Don't give me that crap! You were one of Professor Flitwicks best students before your fifth year… gasp… he knew your potential, and so do… gasp… I. You need to get back to school now and finish!"

"Mum put you're oxygen mask back on!" Cho shouted upset. "Look I…" Cho was about to continue, but was cut off by an enraged voice behind her shouting over both her and her mother.

"What the bloody hell is going on here? The whole hospital can here the shouting in this room!" Cho turned around to face the head nurse of the floor, a fortyish woman with short black hair. One of her arms was bent with her hand on her waste, the other held a clip board. Her eyes bore into Cho, and her mum.

"Chang! I might have known. You and your mum spend enough time arguing over school. Well I told you before to keep your bickering down to where the other patients cannot hear it. Cho, Mrs. Chang may be your mother, but she is my patient, and you will not keep upsetting her, and Mrs. Chang… put that oxygen mask back on for god's sake. Cho seemed too slunk down, and Chi lay back down, and reaffixed the mask, gasping deep breaths of the liquid oxygen into her lungs. It seemed she was not quite ready to play tennis yet. The head nurse, looked over Cho and Harry for a moment as if trying to decide something. Finally she gave a great sigh.

"Alright you two, out. Mrs. Chang needs rest, not stress." Chi slightly rose again.

"Nurse, I need to speak with the child for just a few minutes in private. It's important. Chi protested in English. The nurse rolled her eyes.

"Very well. Sir, come with me." She motioned to Harry. Harry began to move to the door, but stopped when Chi Chang next spoke.

"No, I mean I need to speak to Mr. Potter. Could you please escort my daughter out into the hall?" Chi asked politely. Cho and the Head Nurse gave each other surprised looks, but the she put her hand on Cho's back and guided her out of the room, and closed the door, leaving Chi to speak to Harry in private.

Harry's POV:

Chi motioned Harry closer to her. He took a few steps forward, and she leaned close to him.

"Mr. Potter. I just wanted to think you for what you do at the Ministry of Magic last year, against You-Know-Who. We were all very proud of you. Also… sorry to say that it was such confusion to us about last year." Chi finished in heavily accented English.

"Con… confusion?" Harry asked, unsure of what she meant.

"Yes Mr. Potter. The papers. How they were saying you were untrue, and then the government. The Ministry of the United Kingdom. It made us doubt… well except for Cho. I didn't want her to be around you… you see. I thought that… it might be true about you last year. But Cho she… she not believe the papers, or government. Now I know. I am proud of you. You so brave, and I'm glad that my daughter have such a good friend, even when you not famous, when you were thought of as bad last year she say such good things about you. And she was right the entire time. So I wanted to say thank you for saving the world from You-Know-Who." Harry blushed.

"Well, actually it was my mum. You see she put a love protection spell on me. That's what defeated Voldemort." Mrs. Chang shook nervously in her bed at the name of the dark lord, and Harry instantly regretted it. "I mean… You-Know-Who!" Harry blurted out. Chi nodded.

"Yes, but Mr. Potter, you yourself have defeated You-Know-Who last year. That was all you, was it not?" Mrs. Chang asked.

"Actually, I had a lot of help from my friends. They were fighting the death eaters too. I couldn't have done it by myself." Harry said wanting to give full credit to Ron, Hermione, Neville and Luna, he couldn't mention the order members. Chi nodded again.

"Yes, well you were also very important in the defeat. The papers say this is true." she said. Harry nodded lightly.

"Yes. I helped." Harry said. Chi adjusted herself in her bed for a second, and then looked pleadingly at Harry.

"Mr. Potter. I wanted to talk to you in private because I wanted to ask you a favor. Please excuse, but I would like you to help me." Harry smiled and nodded. Sure, what can I do for you Mrs. Chang?" Harry asked. She smiled back at him.

"You are my daughter's friend… she really like you, respect you. I need you to… to convince her to go back to school. She is nice to stay here to take care of me, but she can do nothing right now. Her education is very important right now. I want to know she will be successful. Hogwarts is one of the most prestigious schools in the Magic world. Please convince her to go back. She no listens to me. She stays here to make me happy, and I'm glad to see her. But her finishing school at Hogwarts makes me most happy. But she feels she will die without taking care of me. This is wonderful hospital. Great doctors, nurses, and volunteers! I will be in good hands, as I have been. I want to see my daughter finish school. She has been a poor student last year, and this, but she has potential. She was a top student before last year. One of the best! But she now cannot concentrate, and is getting bad marks. She needs to finish school. Please talk to her. Please make her go back." Chi finished, a sad look coming over her face. Harry lightly clasped her hand in both of his.

"Mrs. Chang… I will talk to Cho and try to convince her to come back. I want to see her again more than anything. I've been asking her to come back once your better, but she isn't interested in finishing school anymore. She thinks she's bad at magic. But I taught her some spells and she did learn them. You're right. She can be a good student, and she is smarter than she gives herself credit for, but she has no confidence in herself. But I promise you that I'll talk to her about coming back. I want her to come back finished school so bad." Harry emotionally confessed. Chi nodded, but a look of confusion was on her face, as if there was something she didn't understand.

"Mr. Potter… your passion for my request is very… deep. Are you and my daughter dating?" Chi asked surprised. Harry frowned.

"I don't know. I came back to see her, but I'm going away for a time. I don't know when I can come back. I want to be her boyfriend, but things get complicated." Chi smiled, and her eyes watered a bit, but they did not have the sad look that Cho's eyes did so often.

"Mr. Potter. I would be proud if Cho were going out with you. I know your nice boy. That would also make me very happy, knowing that she has someone that would make her so happy. I thank you for…" Chi tried to finish but was interrupted by a voice from behind Harry.

"All right times up. Mrs. Chang needs her rest." Harry turned to see the Head Nurse standing behind him with a clipboard under one arm, and gesturing Harry to get out with the other.

Harry turned to Mrs. Chang one more time, with a serious look on his face.

"I'll talk to Cho about going back I promise. But I want to ask a favor of you if I may." Harry pleaded. Chi smiled and nodded.

"What would you ask of me Mr. Pot… err I mean Harry?" Chi asked concerned. Harry paused for a minute, took a deep breath, and spoke.

"Please don't go by what the Ministry or the papers say about me. Positive or negative, if you want to know the truth, ask me. And if… if I can't be available, ask Cho. I'll tell her everything. Chi nodded.

"Very well Harry. It been an honor to meet you. I would like to see you again sometime. It has been a pleasure talking to you." Chi finished. Harry nodded, smiled, and let go of her hand, and walked out the door where Cho was waiting with a confused look on her face. Harry put his arm around hers and walked down the hall with her. The sun was disappearing behind the horizon, and he needed to catch a cab. Cho was sitting against the wall, on the floor of the corridor, her knees up to her chest, and gloved hands holding them tightly, sad eyes, as almost always lowered to the ground. When she was aware of Harry she raised her head. Harry reached out a hand to help her up, and he could tell that she had been shedding a few tears.

Cho looked up to him looking as if she wanted to ask a question. He looked into her chocolate brown eyes, with the forever sad look wondering if it was a trait inherited from her father, and spoke.

"I'll tell you everything one the way. I have to head back to school soon, or I'll be missed, and Ron Weasley will having to explain why I'm not there, and he is.

Cho nodded her understanding. "Give me a minute. I have to freshen up first." Cho said, as she walked into the floors girls' lavatory."

Alternating POV's:

Cho flushed the toilet, and walked to the sink running the cool water over her hands, and repeatedly pushing the device to pour liquid soap into her hands, having already placed her gloves in her pocket upon entering. After a through scrubbing she rinsed them and then splashed some water into her face. She then reached in the purse, and took out her eyeliner. She was feeling dark and depressed after the fight with her mother, and she applied her eyeliner to reflect that; the darkest black, deep all around. She stepped back to take a full look at herself in the mirror. She didn't like what she saw. Failure! She thought to herself. I can't do anything right. I just wanted to help her, and I can't. Just like I just wanted to help Harry and I can't. I'm no good to anyone. Why can't I do something right just once. Why do I have to be the biggest screw up? Upset she squeezed her eyeliner pencil until the pressure caused it to snap in her hand. Cho peered into her own mirrored eyes, and shouted at her image. "I hate you!" She yelled tossing the eyeliner pencil at the image. It bounced off the mirror and fell to the floor in its two pieces. Cho took out a comb, and moved her hair partially over her face for a second. No, she thought. I've got to try and be in a good mood when I'm with Harry. She fixed her hair back to reveal her full face, and pushed open the door to the corridor, where Harry was waiting for her. They walked to the lift in silence, and when they reached the first floor Cho stopped to borrow an umbrella from a co-worker.

The two of then walked out the A&E entrance of hospital they looked up. It was dark outside, the sun had disappeared below some flats to their west as they stepped out, and only a faint glow from it remained in the sky, patching through cumulonimbus cloud formations above, that were a shade of very dark grey. It had stopped pouring, but a light drizzle was still dropping on them. The cold of the day also hit them both quickly, and Cho reached into her pocket to get her gloves. As she began to put them on Harry noticed a large scar on her left hand. Instinctively he grabbed her wrist and brought it to his eyes.

"Hey!" Cho shouted. But Harry was transfixed on the damage to her hand.

"What's this Cho?!" Harry asked examining the wound that had been healed, but had left a visible mark. Cho pulled her hand out of Harry's grasp, and put it in the hoodie pocket.

"It's nothing. It's just a… a cut. It's held up now." Cho said.

"How did you get it? It looks like you did it some time ago; I can't believe I just noticed." Harry said confused.

"I was wearing gloves all day, and it was some time ago, so don't worry about it." Cho said.

"But the scar, even if you didn't have you're wand you could have gone to Madam Pomfrey or St. Mungoes and had a healer fix it to where their was no scar. Cho looked as if she were searching for something to say, searching for an explanation.

"I… I got it after I left Hogwarts. I didn't have time to go to St. Mungoes. I had to see mum. They took care of it at hospital." Cho said hoping that that would be enough for Harry.

"You let muggles take care of your wound? Why did you choose a muggle hospital over a wizarding one?" Harry asked. Cho rolled her eyes.

"Harry, forget about it. It's no big deal. I'm ok now." Cho said slightly irritated. The muggle doctors did a very good job of healing it. I have full articulation, and there's no pain. I just waited too long to go to St. Mungoes for it but it's no big deal." Cho finished. She looked around.

"Where too now?" she asked.

"I just have to grab my broom from my hotel room and pay my bill. Then… I'm back to Hogwarts." Harry said in a monotone. Cho's eyes lowered for a moment, and then she looked up at Harry.

"Harry, what happens to you when you get back?" Cho asked worried. This time it was Harry's turn to lower his eyes.

"I… I don't know. I'm going to switch back with Ron when I get back, but…" Harry trailed off. Cho took his hand in hers, and put her head on his shoulder. Harry put his left arm around her waste, and the two walked in silence toward the hotel.

"What did mum want to talk to you about?" Cho asked. Harry glanced at her.

"She wanted to thank me for what I did at the Ministry, and she wanted to ask me to convince you to go back to Hogwarts." Harry finished. Cho nodded.

"Yea, I knew she might try and do that. She doesn't understand that I'm trying to help her. She doesn't understand also what it's like to be stuck in Hogwarts with no word from your family. The mail is so late in coming, and the phone lines at Hogsmead are so long that the township had started rationing out minutes last time I went. I can't stand to be away from her anymore. I know I can't do much to help here even when I am here, but at least I can be close to her. At least if she ever needs anything from me I can be here. She was even keeping her condition from me and made my father promise not to say anything about it either. He did finally write me a letter, but it was like weeks later that he decided to write, and that was held up because of the censorship of the mail. Harry you just don't know how it feels when people you love keep things from you like that. Harry held her tighter.

"Trust me Cho, I might have more experience with that, than you might think." He said frankly. "I know you need to wait until you mum gets better, and I know that that may be a while. I even know that a big part of my wanting you to come back it personal greed on my part, because I want to be close to you. Though, it's also because like you mum, I know that you can be anything you want to be Cho. I know you're smart. I know that you've just had a bad couple of years, but it can get better. Look Cho, I… don't even know if I'm going to be able to finish school this year, but… but I want you to know that… that you should still go back, for yourself." Harry said with all sincerity. Cho then gave a heavy sigh. I just don't see the point. Hogwarts is for students who are good in magic. I think it must have been a mistake that I ever had powers. I'm not very good with them. I was probably the worst student in your class. I'm the worst student in every class." Cho said in a depressed tone.

"That's not true Cho. You were able to stun people well; you were one of the first students to produce a patronice. You can do anything; you just have to keep at it. Besides, even if you never do magic again, which would be a shame, you need to finish school." Harry finished. Cho looked at him confused.

"Why if I'm not going to do magic anymore do I need it?" Cho asked.

"Why are you a janitor right now?" he asked.

"It keeps me close to mum, and it lets me help out with the bills, and even gives me a little spending money." Cho said a little defensively.

"True, but there are other jobs at hospital that don't require a collage degree, jobs that pay a little more, and that you would probably like more. Why not take one of them?" Harry asked.

"Because you have to have papers saying that you finished school, and… oh. I see. I had other problems at school Harry. I don't know, I think I'm just trying to get away from a lot of things at Hogwarts for a while is a big part of the truth of it." Cho said. Harry held her hand and brought it to his beating heart.

"From me?" He asked softly, a tone of fear in his voice. She looked up at him, and brushed her hand against his face.

"At first… but… you've never left my thoughts. Leaving you is something I've regretted since I stepped on that train. If you are going to still be there, than maybe I'll comeback someday when mum is better, but if you're not even going to be there I have no reason to return. I'll just go to a muggle school and finish there." Cho finished. Harry looked at his watch, he was running out of time, they had to get back to the hotel soon. He put his arm around Cho, and they began to walk in silence to the front desk of the hotel.

~*~

Harry took one last look around his hotel room making sure that he hadn't forgotten anything. He then stood in front of Cho, put both hands gently to her neck and drew in to give her a passionate kiss. As the kiss went on, he moved his arms to embrace her in a hug, and she did the same. Once the two had finally pulled away from each others lips, Harry brushed Cho's cheek with his hand, and look seriously into her eyes.

"I love you Cho, I love you with every fiber of my being." Ha said softly. Cho squeezed him tighter, and put her head on his chest.

"I love you too Harry. I'm sorry about everything. How it's turned out. I've missed you everyday. But no matter what happens, I will always love you. I want to be your girlfriend. I thought I could forget about you when I left Hogwarts, but you're with me in every heartbeat." Cho said sincerely.

"You know Cho, I want more than anything to take you to that bed and make passionate love to you all night, to be one with you, to hold your soft naked body in my arms and gaze into your eyes all night. Cho raised her head to look at him, her eyes again filled with tears. She looked into his eyes, and over to the bed. She was nervous, but she looked back into Harry's eyes.

"I… I'm yours… I'll do anything for you…" Cho said. Harry started to cry softly and he put his head on her shoulder now. I would give anything for it, but the fates are cruel to us, and I have to go now. It's not fair. I want to love you right now, if only I had the time I would, but loving you is something that I don't want to rush. I want to enjoy the ecstasy of being together. I need to know Cho… will you wait for me? I don't know how long all this craziness at the Ministry will take. How long I'll be in a cell, or if Dumbledore can find some evidence to keep me free. It could be months." Harry said. Cho cupped Harry's head with her hands.

"Harry… you don't belong in prison. Maybe you should run. Or maybe you can hide here in the muggle world. I'll get a flat that we can share, we can be together. I can't bear the idea of you rotting in prison. I know you're innocent. You could…" Cho continued desperately trying to think of a way to help Harry, but he cut her off.

"No Cho… I want to be with you more than anything, but I have to prove my innocence. I can't be on the run all my life. I know that… I can find some proof. I just have to have my friends get word to their parents. Have to find out how to uncover the dark magic that is making me look guilty. I don't know how, but the members of the Order will prove I'm innocent." Harry said determined. Cho gave him a confused look.

"What order?" Cho asked. Ooopps! Harry thought. "Errr, nothing, just a group of my friends parents that believe in my innocence." Harry brushed the palm of his hand against her soft cheek. It's was beginning to warm up. He noticed the dark eyeliner around her eyes.

"Going a little heavy on the dark makeup, new style?" He teased her lovingly. Cho slightly lowered her head.

"Oh, yea. I guess." Cho said softly. Harry kissed her forehead.

"Come on baby, I have to go." He said in a gentile tone. The nickname touched Cho, and a smile came across her face, and she turned to the door, and she and Harry put their arms around each other. The two walked down to pay the bill, and then walked a few blocks down to a quite alleyway behind a warehouse. When they were out of sight Harry turned to look at her, and gave a deep sigh. "I guess this is… it." He tried to sound confident, but choked at the end. Cho's eyes ran rivers, she held on to him as if she would never see him again.

"Harry… what can I do? How can I help you?" She cried.

"I don't… just wait for me Cho. Maybe I can send a letter from Hogwarts." Harry said. Cho shook her head, and pulled something out of her purse.

"No… it takes too long for that. She put something into Harry's hand. "Hear take my mobile phone. I'll get a second line. I'll be able to call you on this." Cho said confidently. Harry frowned.

"Cho, phones, even mobile phones don't work at Hogwarts." He said sadly. Cho hugged him even tighter.

"You'll find a way Harry. I know you'll find a way." Cho said softly. She with drew from him and produced a ballpoint pen, and some paper, and started writing numbers down. Cho then handed them to Harry. "This is the number to this phone. This is the number to hospital, and this is the number to my uncle's house. I'll call you as soon as I can with another mobile phone number as soon as I get one." Cho said. Harry looked down at the paper, and then back at Cho.

"How will I pay the bill?" he asked. Cho put her hand in his.

"I'll take care of it. Just keep it on you at all times. Promise me?" she demanded. Harry nodded. Harry pulled her back to him and shared one more, long tear flavored kiss with Cho.

"I love you." He finished when he pulled away, putting the mobile in his pocket. Cho gave him a rare smile that helped to warm him in the cold drizzle.

"And I you… and I will wait for you as long as it takes Harry." Cho promised. She put her hand to his heart to feel the beat, and brought his hand to her breast so that he could feel hers. Perhaps she was imagining it, but it felt to her as if their beating hearts were in perfect sync. "With every heart beat I love you Harry." All had been said, Harry mounted his broom, and shot up into the night on his way back to Scotland, while Cho began a slow walk back to the bus station, both hearts were hurting, but the day had given them both hope for a future together.