The song isn't mine. It's by Michelle Branch as are all others in this fic.

Hotel Paper

I write mostly on hotel paper

Knowing that my thoughts will never leave this room

I can't believe that Harry and Cho are going out. She's so wrong for him. The only reason she likes him is because he reminds her of Cedric Diggory. He thinks that she genuinely loves him. I would tell him, but it would break his heart.

I'd be out of line telling you "leave her"

So I lie lonely surrounded by you

By you

Yes, I'll admit that I like Harry, but he seems so happy with her. He wouldn't believe anything I said about her. Naturally, him and I would get into a huge row after I tried to help him.

Lately I can't be happy for no one

They think I need some time to myself

Oh my God! I can't believe what I just saw. So there I am minding my own business and going straight to the back of the library to read "Hogwarts, a History" for the 54th time, and who do I see but Cho with none other then Michael Coroner, snogging each other's brains out. Cho finally looks up after a very long 15 seconds and finally realizes I'm standing there. She gets up and starts crying and begging me not to tell Harry, but my mind is already made up. I shake her off disgustedly and walk purposefully towards the Gryffindor common room.

I try to smile but I can't remember And I know tomorrow there'll be nothing else

"Harry," I yell as everyone stares at me. Ron tells me that he's at Quidditch practice and gives me a weird look. Angrily, I stomp off to the Quidditch pitch. I guess I have to watch the practice, sadly. I need to talk to him before Cho can corner him and change the whole story.

And I wanted to be

Giving you everything that she's not giving

It seemed like forever until the practice was over. Finally, I ran towards Harry and practically knocked him over. I told myself that it was for the best and quickly blurted out everything I saw and heard around Hogwarts. Most of the rumors I had heard were from Lavender and Parvati, the "Gryffindor Gossip Girls." When I finally finished talking, Harry was staring at me with a look of disbelief and pain. Then he marched off mumbling something about having to see Cho. I hurried after him, though it was difficult. He was taking one step in the time that I was taking three.

And I wanted to see

'Cause I didn't believe what I'd been hearing

We didn't have to look far for her, though. We discovered her silently crying at the entrance to the common room, the Fat Lady staring at her disapprovingly. Harry gave her a look of ice-cold death and Cho started to explain, but he cut her off.

I can tell that you need to get away.

But forgive me if I admit that I'd love to love you

"So it was all a joke. You thought you'd get dirt on The-Boy-Who-Lived and laugh about it," he said with a hate in his voice worse than when talking to Malfoy.

"B-but Harry, I…" she started to say.

"You what? You were going to tell me about this guy? Were you going to tell me you never loved him? He never meant anything to you. I guess I'm such a bad kisser that you needed to cheat on me with himbut good ol' Saint Cho could never bear the thought of breaking up with me first!" boomed Harry, getting louder with each word he shouted out.

Right about then, I started getting a little uncomfortable and silently, I was inching away as all the Gryffindors were coming out to see what all the commotion was about.

And I wanted to be

Giving you everything that she's not giving

"I… I… n-nev-ver," Cho sobbed uncontrollably.

"You never what? Cared. Loved. What? You disgust me," hissed Harry with a loathing in his voice that had now surpassed Snape at his meanest.

And I wanted to see

'Cause I didn't believe what I was hearing

And with that he, stormed off into the common room, leaving his fellow housemates, not to mention, me, frozen, mouths open so wide that we were catching flies.

Maybe this wind blowing in just came from the ocean

I write mostly on hotel paper