Harry Potter and the Connubialis Hex/Grimmauld Place/Harry's Bedroom/Tell Cho to get a hold of herself
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As much as he wanted to console her, what she needed was a good kick in the ass.
"Cho, stop living in the past." Harry was not shouting but his voice was firm. "Cedric's dead and thinking about him won't bring him back to life. You think that his thought will comfort you but it just does the opposite."
Cho was surprised by Harry's words. She stood up, turned her back on him and started to cried loudly. She tried to bury her face in the palm of her hand. Harry felt bad but he was convinced it was the right thing to do. He left his chair, walked to her and put his hand on her shoulder. By touching her like that, he felt like transfering some of her vulnerability to himself. And it made him want to touch her more.
He took a quieter tone: "Cedric don't want to be forgotten. But if he can see you, he surely wants you to live your life. You are an incredibly kind person. Cedric knew it, I know it and you know it. It may take a few trials and errors before you find the right guy, but when it'll happen, you'll realize that it was all worthwhile. Focus on the present, it's the only thing that can fill the void." She sobbed.
They stayed like that for a moment before Cho faced Harry and looked at him with her watery eyes. "You're cruel Harry." She put her arms around him to hug him and buried her face in his shoulder to weep. At his turn, he put his arms around her.
Harry's spirits lifted. He didn't say what she wanted to hear, but at the end, she realized it was what needed to be said. He started to rub her back. Her weeping was fading slowly and she turned her head on his shoulder.
That close contact with Cho was also waking other feelings in him. He couldn't help getting aroused by the situation. He could feel the hook of her bra and thought of her breasts. He tried to brush off the images but imagining Cho's chest, with and without a bra, was making him horny. He felt a hard-on building up in his pants. He tried to focus but in his head, the word "PANIC" was flashing in big bright red letters. His mind was slipping and his hormones were taking over. He now had no other master. He had to do something.
What will Harry do?
