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Harry leaned towards Cho. Cho felt her eyes flutter closed and her heart rate speed up.
"Your breathe stinks!" Harry suddenly said, plugging his nose.
"Harry, that's just my gum inflammation acting up!" cried Cho as tears sprang to her eyes.
"Still, have a tic-tac," Harry demanded.
"Okay!" Cho cheerfully popped the tic-tac into her mouth. She immediately spat it out.
"EWWWW! I absolutely HATE winter green! It tastes like pickled cantaloupe!" Cho yelled in distress.
"Suck it up, Cho," Harry said.
"This might not work between us, Harry," Cho said, beginning to cry.
"I am sick of your emotional roller coasters. I think it's time for me to leave the theme park."
"Oh, don't you use metaphors on me," Said Cho snapping her fingers.
"That's a simile," Harry corrected. Suddenly, Ginny walked in.
"What are you doing here?" Cho asked.
"I'm here to ask if Harry wants to go to El Wiziardo with me, it's Mexican."
"Sure!" Harry exclaimed. The two walked out leaving a crying Cho to figure out what had happened.
The End
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