Thorns To A Rose
Lim Hua Hi
~This story contains MAJOR spoilers for The Order of the Phoenix so read it when you are already done. I don't want to wreck anything for you! The whole story revolves around OotP.
Oh! And sorry if Harry is a bit out of character, you are the judges! ~
Chapter One~ Heated Encounter
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Harry was now taking his Occlumency lessons seriously ever since Sirius died. Half of the summer, he was stuck in the usual Number Four, Privet Drive with his only remaining close relatives, the Dursleys.
He was now in his sixth year at Hogwarts and because of the summer, his mind was still not fully educated in Occlumency. He then had to retake the lessons with... Snape and surprisingly, Snape admired his seriousness.
After passing all his O.W.L.s, he was now ready for his N.E.W.T.s. Harry didn't want a replay of what happened to Sirius happen again to anyone he held close to his heart so he took the lessons seriously.
"Legilimens!!" Snape shouted. Harry saw the office of Snape whirl and swim around. Harry felt himself squint his eyes as flashes of things in his mind came by.
Cho was there, in front of him, they were in Hogsmeade... it was Valentine's Day... Cedric was laying on the grass... dead... Hagrid... in the Hut on the Rock...
"AHHH!!!!!" Harry shouted. He fell hard on the stone floor on all fours. "Well... that was record, considering it took you more than three flashes to resist my Legilimancy." Snape said slowly.
Harry, who was perspiring mad, looked up at Snape in a murderous manner. He just wanted to curse. He didn't want to harm Snape... just curse and throw everything in the office to show his anger...
He still wasn't getting it. The last time he took lessons was when Snape found out he was peeking into his pensieve viewing Snape's worst memory of his father. That was quite a long time ago.
Oh right... I used Protego before... I forgot... he thought.
"Pity... well, same time tomorrow Potter. Six... right here!" Snape barked. Harry stood up, supporting himself using the chair nearby. "Look, don't hold a grudge against me just because my dad tormented you when you were studying here!" Harry said to him, dusting his robes.
He didn't mean to say that but he was losing his temper.
Snape, who was walking to the bookcase behind him, stood stiff. "Get out." He said slowly and sourly. Harry frowned and collected his school bag. "Good night... sir." He said, trying to be polite and left the room.
Harry walked along the halls. The torches lit a dim light. James Potter was known as the 'popular' guys in Hogwarts during his time. He, Lupin, Pettigrew and Sirius (this made Harry's stomach turn) were together.
James tortured Snape through spells and his mum; Lily defended Snape who in turn, was ungrateful for her 'mudblood' help. James liked Lily then but it was obvious Lily didn't like him until they started dating.
That's what Harry saw in the pensieve.
Harry turned a corner and it was empty too. He sighed. He wanted to take time to walk to the common room to fix up his mind. It felt tired and good thing his scar didn't hurt anymore to add.
Harry heard footsteps down the hallway and a shot of nervousness went through him. He thought it was Filch. Harry stopped and opened his bag, shuffled through the papers in there to look for his pass.
He found it and held it in his hand proudly, ready to show it to Filch who, in turn, was probably ready to interrogate him. Harry took slow steps forward and heard the footsteps about to turn the corner, towards him.
It sounded a bit fast... but kind of hesitant. Harry stopped in his tracks when he saw who it was... Cho Chang.
Cho was reading a book so she slowed her steps and walked fast from time to time. She turned a page and slowed her pace, lifting a hand to rub her forehead lightly as if she had a headache coming.
She looked up and down back to her book, immediately looking back at Harry, who was staring at her blankly. Cho stopped walking. She put a piece of paper between the pages of the book and closed it.
"W-What are you doing here?" she asked softly. Harry wanted to laugh. The reminder of his fifth year was a funny one with this girl. The train, the Owlery, the D.A. meetings, the kiss, the date, everything was funny.
"I had to meet with Snape. You?" he asked, not sounding too interested. "Library..." Cho said quietly as she lowered her head. Harry saw a faint pink colour on her cheeks.
"So..." Harry started. "So..." Cho said as she looked up at him. "I have to go." Harry said, showing an irritated tone. Cho looked a bit scared to let him go. "Harry..."
"What now?" Harry asked, sounding a bit impatient. "Look, if you're going to cry again, please, don't." he said. This really made Cho quiver, about to do so.
"Why are you like that?!" she asked rather loudly. Harry sighed. "I've had enough of this! You cry, reminisce about Cedric and all your other guys I don't even care about!" Harry said same as her loud tone.
Harry saw a tear fall from Cho's eye. "How about your 'Michael Corner'? What about him? Are you still an item?" Harry asked now irritated. Cho's eyes were now shining.
"We never were am item!" Cho said back at him. Harry grunted. "Yeah, right... now, if you don't mind, I've had enough things messing with my mind, I don't want you in it." Harry said as he started to walk.
Cho sniffed. "Harry!" she shouted. Harry stopped. "You are so tactless! Hurtful! You are not thinking of how I felt that time! You never will!!" she said and Harry heard her footsteps.
She was running away from him. Harry felt a bit of guilt and a pan of exhaustion. He was tactless, hurtful and thoughtless about other people? Those words stung a bit as he made his way to the common room.
* * *
"That time?" Hermione asked. "Maybe she was talking about your date during Valentine's last year at Hogsmeade." Ron said. Harry sighed. "But why does she have to bring that up? I mean... that was last year!" Harry said.
Hermione slammed her Transfiguration book shut. The three were in the common room and Ron and Hermione were staying up, Ron waiting for Harry and Hermione studying.
"Cho is right, you are a bit tactless." She said as if she was sure for herself. Harry glared at her. "What was that supposed to mean?" he asked. Hermione shook her head disapprovingly.
"Harry, you were out on a date! Didn't I explain that to you last year? It was Valentine's Day, you two were out, alone and you HAD to mention my name in the middle!" Hermione started.
"You should not have mentioned me in the first place and then she wouldn't have mentioned Cedric or Roger Davies or anyone else! She wanted you jealous because she felt like that when you mentioned me!"
Harry looked at the fireplace. He had a scowl on his face. "She's such a cry baby... a human hosepipe..." Harry muttered. "Oh, now you BIG talk!" Hermione snapped.
Harry looked back at her. Ron was looking from Harry to Hermione eagerly. "What are you trying to tell me Hermione? Just say it!" Harry said hotly. Hermione frowned.
"Girls cry! Girls cry because that's how they rid of their problems! You guys rid of your problems by scowling or not talking but WE cry! She likes you, right? And all of a sudden, 'I'm meeting Hermione Granger...'" Hermione said.
Harry stood up. "Look, if she cries, let her... as for me, my stupid crush on her is gone! She's nothing but a fountain, going on all the time! Good night." Harry said as he shouldered his bag and went up the dorms.
Ron looked at Hermione who was still frowning. "Bloody hell..." he muttered softly. Hermione reopened her book. "Let him think, he needs to digest everything I said." she said as Ron eyed her.
Lim Hua Hi
~This story contains MAJOR spoilers for The Order of the Phoenix so read it when you are already done. I don't want to wreck anything for you! The whole story revolves around OotP.
Oh! And sorry if Harry is a bit out of character, you are the judges! ~
Chapter One~ Heated Encounter
***
Harry was now taking his Occlumency lessons seriously ever since Sirius died. Half of the summer, he was stuck in the usual Number Four, Privet Drive with his only remaining close relatives, the Dursleys.
He was now in his sixth year at Hogwarts and because of the summer, his mind was still not fully educated in Occlumency. He then had to retake the lessons with... Snape and surprisingly, Snape admired his seriousness.
After passing all his O.W.L.s, he was now ready for his N.E.W.T.s. Harry didn't want a replay of what happened to Sirius happen again to anyone he held close to his heart so he took the lessons seriously.
"Legilimens!!" Snape shouted. Harry saw the office of Snape whirl and swim around. Harry felt himself squint his eyes as flashes of things in his mind came by.
Cho was there, in front of him, they were in Hogsmeade... it was Valentine's Day... Cedric was laying on the grass... dead... Hagrid... in the Hut on the Rock...
"AHHH!!!!!" Harry shouted. He fell hard on the stone floor on all fours. "Well... that was record, considering it took you more than three flashes to resist my Legilimancy." Snape said slowly.
Harry, who was perspiring mad, looked up at Snape in a murderous manner. He just wanted to curse. He didn't want to harm Snape... just curse and throw everything in the office to show his anger...
He still wasn't getting it. The last time he took lessons was when Snape found out he was peeking into his pensieve viewing Snape's worst memory of his father. That was quite a long time ago.
Oh right... I used Protego before... I forgot... he thought.
"Pity... well, same time tomorrow Potter. Six... right here!" Snape barked. Harry stood up, supporting himself using the chair nearby. "Look, don't hold a grudge against me just because my dad tormented you when you were studying here!" Harry said to him, dusting his robes.
He didn't mean to say that but he was losing his temper.
Snape, who was walking to the bookcase behind him, stood stiff. "Get out." He said slowly and sourly. Harry frowned and collected his school bag. "Good night... sir." He said, trying to be polite and left the room.
Harry walked along the halls. The torches lit a dim light. James Potter was known as the 'popular' guys in Hogwarts during his time. He, Lupin, Pettigrew and Sirius (this made Harry's stomach turn) were together.
James tortured Snape through spells and his mum; Lily defended Snape who in turn, was ungrateful for her 'mudblood' help. James liked Lily then but it was obvious Lily didn't like him until they started dating.
That's what Harry saw in the pensieve.
Harry turned a corner and it was empty too. He sighed. He wanted to take time to walk to the common room to fix up his mind. It felt tired and good thing his scar didn't hurt anymore to add.
Harry heard footsteps down the hallway and a shot of nervousness went through him. He thought it was Filch. Harry stopped and opened his bag, shuffled through the papers in there to look for his pass.
He found it and held it in his hand proudly, ready to show it to Filch who, in turn, was probably ready to interrogate him. Harry took slow steps forward and heard the footsteps about to turn the corner, towards him.
It sounded a bit fast... but kind of hesitant. Harry stopped in his tracks when he saw who it was... Cho Chang.
Cho was reading a book so she slowed her steps and walked fast from time to time. She turned a page and slowed her pace, lifting a hand to rub her forehead lightly as if she had a headache coming.
She looked up and down back to her book, immediately looking back at Harry, who was staring at her blankly. Cho stopped walking. She put a piece of paper between the pages of the book and closed it.
"W-What are you doing here?" she asked softly. Harry wanted to laugh. The reminder of his fifth year was a funny one with this girl. The train, the Owlery, the D.A. meetings, the kiss, the date, everything was funny.
"I had to meet with Snape. You?" he asked, not sounding too interested. "Library..." Cho said quietly as she lowered her head. Harry saw a faint pink colour on her cheeks.
"So..." Harry started. "So..." Cho said as she looked up at him. "I have to go." Harry said, showing an irritated tone. Cho looked a bit scared to let him go. "Harry..."
"What now?" Harry asked, sounding a bit impatient. "Look, if you're going to cry again, please, don't." he said. This really made Cho quiver, about to do so.
"Why are you like that?!" she asked rather loudly. Harry sighed. "I've had enough of this! You cry, reminisce about Cedric and all your other guys I don't even care about!" Harry said same as her loud tone.
Harry saw a tear fall from Cho's eye. "How about your 'Michael Corner'? What about him? Are you still an item?" Harry asked now irritated. Cho's eyes were now shining.
"We never were am item!" Cho said back at him. Harry grunted. "Yeah, right... now, if you don't mind, I've had enough things messing with my mind, I don't want you in it." Harry said as he started to walk.
Cho sniffed. "Harry!" she shouted. Harry stopped. "You are so tactless! Hurtful! You are not thinking of how I felt that time! You never will!!" she said and Harry heard her footsteps.
She was running away from him. Harry felt a bit of guilt and a pan of exhaustion. He was tactless, hurtful and thoughtless about other people? Those words stung a bit as he made his way to the common room.
* * *
"That time?" Hermione asked. "Maybe she was talking about your date during Valentine's last year at Hogsmeade." Ron said. Harry sighed. "But why does she have to bring that up? I mean... that was last year!" Harry said.
Hermione slammed her Transfiguration book shut. The three were in the common room and Ron and Hermione were staying up, Ron waiting for Harry and Hermione studying.
"Cho is right, you are a bit tactless." She said as if she was sure for herself. Harry glared at her. "What was that supposed to mean?" he asked. Hermione shook her head disapprovingly.
"Harry, you were out on a date! Didn't I explain that to you last year? It was Valentine's Day, you two were out, alone and you HAD to mention my name in the middle!" Hermione started.
"You should not have mentioned me in the first place and then she wouldn't have mentioned Cedric or Roger Davies or anyone else! She wanted you jealous because she felt like that when you mentioned me!"
Harry looked at the fireplace. He had a scowl on his face. "She's such a cry baby... a human hosepipe..." Harry muttered. "Oh, now you BIG talk!" Hermione snapped.
Harry looked back at her. Ron was looking from Harry to Hermione eagerly. "What are you trying to tell me Hermione? Just say it!" Harry said hotly. Hermione frowned.
"Girls cry! Girls cry because that's how they rid of their problems! You guys rid of your problems by scowling or not talking but WE cry! She likes you, right? And all of a sudden, 'I'm meeting Hermione Granger...'" Hermione said.
Harry stood up. "Look, if she cries, let her... as for me, my stupid crush on her is gone! She's nothing but a fountain, going on all the time! Good night." Harry said as he shouldered his bag and went up the dorms.
Ron looked at Hermione who was still frowning. "Bloody hell..." he muttered softly. Hermione reopened her book. "Let him think, he needs to digest everything I said." she said as Ron eyed her.