Chapter One: Interruptions

The quidditch pitch was silent on that October night. The air was cool and crisp. Nothing could be heard or seen throughout the pitch, save for a pair of teenagers lying under one of the pairs of hoops. Cho Chang and Harry Potter lay beneath the stars, having stayed late after a late night scrimmage between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Gryffindor had won, of course, but it was good practice.

"You played really well out there, Harry," Cho mumbled nervously.

Harry, who was picking at the grass, weakly replied, "Erm, thanks."

Cho sat up, a question formulating in her mind that could very well change the course of her's and Harry's friendship. "Harry, could I... Ask you something?"

"Anything, Cho!" Harry replied eagerly, sitting up, too. "You know I'm always open to talk!"

Harry and Cho locked eyes, freezing where they were. The more they looked into each others' eyes, the more they each knew Cho's question and Harry's answer. As they stared into each other's eyes, their heads moved towards each other, driven by a force that neither of them could seem to want to control.

Both of their emotions fluttered and their stomachs churned as their faces were less than a foot apart. Harry began to think wildly, wondering if he would be any good at this. Her thoughts mirrored his as they got closer. They were now a mere six inches apart.

Cho's eyes fluttered shut in preparation for the kiss. Harry did the same, not wanting to spend his first kiss with Cho staring creepily at her. They could both feel the tension in the air as they got so close, they could feel each other breathing.

As they were about to move the final distance and lock their lips, the quidditch pitch lit up with hundreds of fireworks. The fireworks, varying in color and size, filled the air in and around the pitch with dazzling light.

Suddenly, two tall, redheaded twins stepped out of an alcove they had been hiding in, clearly unhappy. "Bloody hell, Fred! You were early!" The first twin said accusingly.

"Me?! That was all you, George. Yours was the first rocket fired," the other responded. "I didn't shoot mine until your first one was in the air!"

"Fred, I'm clearly the more capable one here, so it obviously wasn't MY fault. You must have just gotten a little excited and had a premature launching," George explained, winking coyly.

"Why you little-" Fred responded, pouncing on his twin brother. They proceeded to attack each other on the ground, clearly evenly matched. Shouts could between the two of them as they yelled, "Oy, stop that!" and "Geroff me!"

Harry and Cho, who had watched all of this unfold, sat where they were, shocked. They had no idea what was happening. It took each of their brains a few seconds to comprehend what was going on before them.

When one of the twins rolled away from the other, he rolled onto a rocket that had sputtered out in the air during the initial show. The rocket ignited, leaving the twins in a cloud of purplish-green smoke. It launched into the air and headed towards the castle.

When the rocket launched and flew away, the shock finally passed on the faces of the young couple, and they fell to the ground, clutching their sides as they roared with laughter. They continued laughing until the oddly colored smoke had passed and the twins had stood up, brushing themselves off.

"Erm, we're sorry about that, guys," Fred replied hesitantly.

"Yeah, we meant to do it after you, y'know... Kissed," George continued.

Harry stood up, brushing himself off. He extended a hand to Cho, who clasped it. Harry pulled Cho up to her feet, and she also began to brush off the dirt. "It's okay, Fred," Harry said. "And it's alright George."

An awkward silence filled the air between the four young teenagers. George began to speak, attempting to explain themselves. "You see," he began, "We were here visiting Ron and Ginny today."

"Yeah," Fred continued," and we figured that, before we left, we should take a walk around the grounds. For old times sake!"

"Then we came here and saw you two talking, and knew things were getting serious. So while you were talking, we set up some fireworks we always keep with us for just this type of occasion."

"The rest, as they say, is history. But we'll be going now, so goodbye you two," the twins said, hastily casting a cleaning charm and running away, leaving the two awkward teens to themselves.

"So..." Harry said. "We should probably get back to the castle."

"Yeah," Cho replied. "The team will be wondering where I am, plus I have some Defense Against the Dark Arts homework to do." She, too, ran ahead to the castle, leaving Harry to slump dejectedly back to the castle, and into the Gryffindor house common room.

Harry found Hermione, Neville, and Ron still awake. Hermione was studying for potions class by the fire, while Ron and Neville were playing Wizard's Chess on a table near the center if the room.

"Knight to E5," Ron said, a smirk on his face. "And that's checkmate."

"Oh Merlin, why do I even bother trying?" Neville exclaimed, headed towards the boy's dorms.

As Ron chuckled and began to clean up the board, he noticed Harry out of the corner of his eye. "Hey Hermione, Harry's back! The young lover has finally come home!"

Hermione immediately put down her study materials and ran over to Harry, who had sat down in a chair in the corner of the room. "So?" Hermione and Ron said in unison. "What happened?" Ron asked. "Did you kiss Cho?"

A look of surprise swept across Harry's face. "How did you know I was with Cho?" he asked nervously.

It was Hermione who spoke this time. "Harry, the whole school knew. You were the only two who didn't get back for dinner."

"Ah. Well, for your information, no, we did not kiss. Ron's brothers can be thanked for that one."

A mixture of confusion and anger flooded Ron's face. "What did those two slimy gits do this time?"

"Let's just say that their plan to light our evening came a little sooner than ours."

"Oh Harry, I'm so sorry," Hermione said compassionately. "Is there anything we can do?"

"No," Harry replied deftly, "I just need to rest." With that, Harry went up the steps to the dorms, laid on his bed, and fell asleep soundly.

A/N:

This is my first fanfic guys, so please be gentle. I do want to hear your criticism though, so please read and review. Let me know good placed you can see this going, as I don't have a definite route for this story yet. I will be trying to post regularly, but we'll see.