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Title: Drowning in the Wretched Rhythm
Pairing: Tonks/Cho/Ginny
Rating: R
Disclaimer: HP is not mine.
After Cedric died, Cho thought that she would be alone forever. Her friends shrank into the shadows and became as wispy and intangible as the words of love that Cedric had whispered into her ear as they sat on the bench in the gardens. Her friends, like the words, were caught up in the wind and scattered beyond her reach. She remembered their names and faces, remembered their classes and teachers, remembered the activities that they used to do together, how they laughed together, but she could not reform them before her even though the images were clear as glass in her mind. Her friends, like Cedric, were dead, but unlike Cedric, their pulses still beat a wretched rhythm.
After briefly flirting with the fiasco that her relationship with Harry was, Cho immersed herself in her studies and Quidditch and thought of nothing except the next essay, the next practice, the next test, the next game. She studied names and dates and ingredients and spells. Her inky fingertips traced the rough edges of parchment as she memorized history. And at two in the morning, she read the future in the stars.
When Cho graduated, her therapist urged her to stretch her boundaries and take a year off to travel, possibly explore Europe. Cho was reluctant, but her parents agreed that it would be the best for her. Their pocketbook wasn't deep, but they understood their daughter was drowning and they reworked their finances to afford her this one luxury.
When she met Marc, Cho thought that she might not be alone forever. They spent two weeks watching action movies and eating at street cafes and Cho thought that, while it wasn't the life she had imagined as a little girl and Marc might not be perfect, she could get used to living like this.
Then his half-sister Juliet came home from an art show in America. Juliet hated action movies and eating at street cafes, but she cooked fantastic crepes and painted pictures of sunsets, flowers and waterfalls; and she knew how to win a woman's heart.
When Juliet took her to the Eiffle Tower and kissed her, Cho thought that she might not be alone forever. But sunsets eventually sink below the horizon, flowers wilt and waterfalls dry up; and Juliet left again for America. She promised to return in six months, but Cho knew that she must have half a dozen lovers across the globe, and faced with the prospect of six months of action movies and street cafes, Cho bought a return ticket home and broke Marc's heart.
After France, Cho spent nine months at her parents' place, throwing out every action movie they owned and learning to cook crepes. It wasn't until her mother asked her to run to the local bakery and pick up a baguette for a dinner party her parents were hosting that Cho stumbled into Tonks. Cho remembered seeing her around Hogsmeade during her seventh year. Her hair had been brown then, rather than bubblegum pink, but she recognized her heart-shaped face.
When the lady at the bakery gave Cho a sandwich instead of a baguette and Tonks wound up with a baguette and no sandwich, they laughed it off and traded orders. Their hands brushed and Tonks asked Cho if she wouldn't mind going to a movie with her sometime. Cho accepted, on the condition that it wasn't an action movie (and Tonks didn't break her heart).
After the movie, Cho knew that she wouldn't be alone forever. And after Ginny materialized from the shadows and became as solid and tangible as the fingers between Cho's legs as the three of them fucked in bed, Cho realized that everything in her life had been leading up to this moment. The dead, the living, the heartbroken; their pulses beat a wretched rhythm, forming the reality of Cho's life: Tonks, Ginny, her; them.
Pairing: Tonks/Cho/Ginny
Rating: R
Disclaimer: HP is not mine.
After Cedric died, Cho thought that she would be alone forever. Her friends shrank into the shadows and became as wispy and intangible as the words of love that Cedric had whispered into her ear as they sat on the bench in the gardens. Her friends, like the words, were caught up in the wind and scattered beyond her reach. She remembered their names and faces, remembered their classes and teachers, remembered the activities that they used to do together, how they laughed together, but she could not reform them before her even though the images were clear as glass in her mind. Her friends, like Cedric, were dead, but unlike Cedric, their pulses still beat a wretched rhythm.
After briefly flirting with the fiasco that her relationship with Harry was, Cho immersed herself in her studies and Quidditch and thought of nothing except the next essay, the next practice, the next test, the next game. She studied names and dates and ingredients and spells. Her inky fingertips traced the rough edges of parchment as she memorized history. And at two in the morning, she read the future in the stars.
When Cho graduated, her therapist urged her to stretch her boundaries and take a year off to travel, possibly explore Europe. Cho was reluctant, but her parents agreed that it would be the best for her. Their pocketbook wasn't deep, but they understood their daughter was drowning and they reworked their finances to afford her this one luxury.
When she met Marc, Cho thought that she might not be alone forever. They spent two weeks watching action movies and eating at street cafes and Cho thought that, while it wasn't the life she had imagined as a little girl and Marc might not be perfect, she could get used to living like this.
Then his half-sister Juliet came home from an art show in America. Juliet hated action movies and eating at street cafes, but she cooked fantastic crepes and painted pictures of sunsets, flowers and waterfalls; and she knew how to win a woman's heart.
When Juliet took her to the Eiffle Tower and kissed her, Cho thought that she might not be alone forever. But sunsets eventually sink below the horizon, flowers wilt and waterfalls dry up; and Juliet left again for America. She promised to return in six months, but Cho knew that she must have half a dozen lovers across the globe, and faced with the prospect of six months of action movies and street cafes, Cho bought a return ticket home and broke Marc's heart.
After France, Cho spent nine months at her parents' place, throwing out every action movie they owned and learning to cook crepes. It wasn't until her mother asked her to run to the local bakery and pick up a baguette for a dinner party her parents were hosting that Cho stumbled into Tonks. Cho remembered seeing her around Hogsmeade during her seventh year. Her hair had been brown then, rather than bubblegum pink, but she recognized her heart-shaped face.
When the lady at the bakery gave Cho a sandwich instead of a baguette and Tonks wound up with a baguette and no sandwich, they laughed it off and traded orders. Their hands brushed and Tonks asked Cho if she wouldn't mind going to a movie with her sometime. Cho accepted, on the condition that it wasn't an action movie (and Tonks didn't break her heart).
After the movie, Cho knew that she wouldn't be alone forever. And after Ginny materialized from the shadows and became as solid and tangible as the fingers between Cho's legs as the three of them fucked in bed, Cho realized that everything in her life had been leading up to this moment. The dead, the living, the heartbroken; their pulses beat a wretched rhythm, forming the reality of Cho's life: Tonks, Ginny, her; them.