"Never thought that I would see you around here…" Came a vaguely familiar voice. It seemed very faint and vaguely familiar. Harry looked around to try and find the source of the voice and there was something about it that made his heart jump straight into his Adam's apple making it very uncomfortable to try and breathe at all. Then he saw a beautiful young Asian girl with long silky black hair.

"Cho!...wha…wah…what are you doing here?" He asked stumbling for words all the way. It made his face go as red as the Scarlet on the Gryffindor logo that he wore.

"Just sending a letter. You?"

A part of Harry wanted to say he was doing the same but that might go into an inquiry as to who it might be and with the Weasleys on Holiday halfway across the world and Hermione in the muggle world he couldn't afford to say that it was really Sirius that he was writing to wish him a Happy Christmas.

"I often come here just for the view…" He lied trying to sound smooth, and for all its apparent lameness it was having a good effect.

"I know it's very pretty up here." Cho said hopping up the ladder, showing a fine amount of agility that made her the Quiddich legend that many knew her as.

"I know you are…" Harry said mesmerized as she walked foreword into the light, casting an elegant shadow across her face making her seem even more beautiful than she had only seconds ago in the middle of the Owlry.

"Nice one Potter…" She said with a smile giving him a playful punch to the shoulder. It made Harry feel uneasy, "God and Rodger Davis said that you were a heartless bastard on a broom. The kid they will someday be a part of the studies here has a crush on me…" She said smirking in a way that made Harry's face, "I'm flattered…"

Harry wanted nothing more than to stare directly out the window, than to just run away but somehow he was inexplicably stuck in his present location….

"Well….I can't really deny it… you remember how I first met you…" He said meekly trying to change the subject.

"Fourth year, well your third year." She interjected, "As I recall you were playing a gentleman's game of Quiddich, and Wood said something about knocking me out of the air if I didn't stop cutting you off. Sounds about right, doesn't it?"

"Yeah…well that's Wood for you…as he will vouch, I never really was the greatest at obeying orders. He would have run you over too, so be glad that it was me playing against you…"

"I heard that he got taken on by Pride of Portree last year."

"Puddlemeare United to be correct." Harry said. If there was one thing that Harry could be counted on to be correct on it was quiddich records.

"Puddlemeare United…typical, they finished in the middle of the league last year, right behind the Cannons if I recall. They still beat the Tornados."

Harry started laughing, "Don't tell me you are a Tornadoes supporter. They were almost at the bottom of the league last year…"

"Been one since I was six years old. My father once played for them. He was a chaser. Kai Chang, or as the Americans say ca-ching. Apparently it's supposed to be the sound of a register opens, but believe me I cou;dn't tell you why it was that they say it. Something to do with money…any way ever since then I really couldn't think of any other team."

"Interesting…I guessed that you had a lot more experience flying than most people. Never would have thought it was true though."

As they continued talking Harry found it easier and easier to talk with Cho, especially on topics such as quiddich. After a while it was like he was debating these same ideas with any of the Weasley's. Even as he noticed it he couldn't help but laugh now at all the times he was inable to act.

"So back to my original question what are you doing here? At Hogwarts I mean. I thought you always went home for the holidays." Harry asked.

"Normally I do but my parents wanted Christmas to be held at my grandmothers in China and I really didn't want to go there so I decided to stay here. How bout you?"

"Always here for the holidays. Ever since my first year. Usually Ron is here and Hermione has been here on most of the years too, it's just that they decided that this year they weren't going to stay. Ron's brother is visiting someplace in Africa that he wanted to show all of them, and Hermione's parents just adopted a little boy so she wanted to see that. There's nothing for me at the Dursley's so I won't be going there. Hogwarts has always been more of a home to me than theirs is…but that's just me."

"Sad…are they…" Cho began mildly holding off so as to produce a response without actually stating the question she found so horrid.

"Yeah Horrible is a mildly accurate term. I don't know if I would go as far as torture but maybe while I was growing up… but anyway I really don't like talking about them. They hate Magic and all…"

"That's horrible…"

Harry hadn't even begun to get started. Hating magic was one thing but there was something that was on the basis for every decision that the Dursleys made regarding Harry. He didn't want to know what would happen if he would have said that he was locked under the staircase and not fed for weekends. That might have driven her over the edge. There was something that was getting to Harry as he was sitting there smiling at her.

Cho was talking to him, and she actually liked him….

"So explain to me where exactly are we going?" Cho asked holding Harry's hand as they reached the sixth floor.

"Hogsmade…" Harry said trying to sound normal leading her towards the statue of the one eye'd witch that stood halfway down the corridor.

"But this isn't a hogsmade weekend. How are we getting there? Filtch won't let us out."

"Missures Moony Wormtail Padfoot and Prongs. The three most ledgendary men in escaping this School."

"How do you know that they were men? Maybe they were women?" Cho said.

Harry started laughing, the irony of the situation was something that he so desperately wanted to say that these were all people that he knew. But he knew that if he said anything that Cho might ask questions and that he wasn't sure he wanted to answer. Suddenly it looked as though he might not have a choice.

"What's so funny?"

"The people that wrote the map that I found this on. One of them was my dad." Harry said with a note of finality.

"And the others? I mean if this was written by anyone like the Weasly Twins then I doubt that this is safe."

"Well one of the others was Professor Lupin. The other two well one was killed right after I was born and the other has been missing since then too." Harry said vaguely.

He opened the small slide, "Ladies First." He said gesturing down the slide. He then followed her down the slide. He hit the bottom with a thud.

"So where are we going then?"

"We actually come out right under Honeydukes."