Heather Helps Draco: Cho

Chink's Cranium Crash

• Subject: Cho Chang House: Ravenclaw ****: runs the harassment campaigns within Ravenclaw and offers "protection" to the students, them being unaware that she orchestrated everything ****: due to years of **** of Wit-Sharpening Potions, Cho is now dependent on them. Her intelligence craters without them and a basic Toxins Flush Potion would nullify anything in her system

"When I was dating Cho, she dropped her bag one time and I found out she's been taking Wit-Sharpening Potions daily for years!" It was impressive how stable Heather's brain was for that reminiscence, considering it was a relationship. But it became easier for Draco to understand when he was told Cho was bisexual with a female leaning. He chuckled at the idea of Cedric Diggory being stuck watching. Heather had replaced memories of Harry watching Cho kiss girls with 'remembering' herself, Heather, kissing Cho.

It proved frankly easy as hell to put Cho in a **** position. Her last year at Hogwarts, she was Head Girl. She was funnily trapped in the limelight. So her harassment campaigns didn't have her steady hand guiding them like previous years. Cho was even **** to bring some of her own underlings in for interrogation and detention. Cho was unmasked, more came forward, and she was **** to pay reparations. By the time she'd finished paying, her family had been **** to pay as well and they'd quickly banished her from their family for the dishonour she'd brought.

Draco nearly nutted in Heather's mouth just from watching the Howler declaring Cho to be without family and honour. It served the chink right.

Of course, this meant Cho was in a difficult position. While her classes and school supplies were all paid for, she had no money left to pay for her Wit-Sharpening Potions. She needed them thrice daily!

At first, she tried to just get by on one a day while taking part-time work in Hogsmeade. But her grades were barely passing basic lessons. Her brain wouldn't handle an actual exam.

She tried some prostitution, but her one potion a day brain got easily confused by prices and very fast-talking Wizards.

In desperation, she reached out to Heather. She went along with the transformed twit's assertion that she'd always been Heather. She needed the money the Potter Vaults had, and in her own muddy mind, she was starting to remember it that way too.

It was in this confused state that Cho accepted a drink while waiting to meet Heather's new friend. She was just realising it was a Flushing Potion, something that purged all Potions in the drinker's body, when the door opened, and Draco entered.

Draco looked in Cho's eyes as her brain collapsed. He'd recently watched the effects of Troll Jizz on a woman's mind and it was... beautiful. To see the brightness dim. To see a brilliant mind ruined.

Cho's brain had been compromised years ago, it was only a matter of time before this happened. But it was still something Draco found sickeningly enjoyable to watch.

And as he skullfucked the retarded chink, he thought about the letters Cho had in her room. The ones Heather had shown him. The ones that revealed Cho's entire family was made up of women dependent on Wit-Sharpening Potions, all waiting for him to take it all away.

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