By Katrina Simpson
Disclaimer: None of these great characters
belong to me … they all belong to the wizard of magic, J.K Rowling (except
the plot and some of the characters.) I ask that you imagine
Cho and Harry in the same year … if I get any stupid reviews
saying things like, "Cho and Harry aren't in the same year,
dumbass!" I … well, I don't know yet. Any other criticism is welcome,
thank you. I know this is really short, but it's my only
way to remain active on FanFiction.Net, k?
Now, enjoy!
It was a Sunday morning. I was in Shanghai, China, my
hometown and country. The sweet blossom smell wafted towards the central Pagoda
and I felt a warm breeze through my nightgown. My mother climbed out of our
apartment to the local shrine for her daily worshipping.
"Want to come along?" she asked me, hoping that one day I
would finally say 'yes' with enthusiasm.
I shook my head and fell back to sleep, just to be
awakened by my little sister, Tzu-Hsuan.
"Cho!" she yelled. "Get up or you'll be late for your
birthday party!"
I sat dead straight on the bedspread. Birthday? What
birthday was she talking about? I felt a tingle of excitement run through my
back.
I rushed downstairs and saw a mountain of presents just
waiting to be stripped of their wrapping paper.
"Woah!" I exclaimed, feeling my forehead.
The curtains were, for some odd reason, drawn, which made
the room appear dark and lonely. I settled at the table, still gaping with awe
at the gifts wrapped mostly in blue, my favourite colour.
"Surprise!"
All of the neighbours, parents
and siblings, shopkeepers, aunties and uncles, some of my Hogwarts friends and
even my grandparents (with some difficulty) leaped from their hiding places to
greet me. My dad waved his wand and a beautiful birthday cake (covered with
blue and pink icing) floated and clumped itself gently on the table.
"Happy Birthday Cho!" everyone screamed.
I blushed a bright scarlet and soon they were all singing
to me.
After, I blew out the candles and everyone cheered.
As for presents, the highlights were a new wand, an owl, a
tabby cat, a curse book, and the best present of all from my grandparents
(combined) was an invisibility cloak. I gasped as the silvery material fell
from the paper to my hands. I couldn't stop stammering my thanks to everyone,
especially to Tzu-Hsuan, whose idea it was to have a party in the first place.
That night, after the party, everyone in my house, except
me, went for a walk to the park. I was tired from the day, so I asked to stay
home instead.
"Sure," replied my mom. "After all, it is your birthday."
I smiled. So, I settled down into a chair to watch TV.
That's when the phone rang.
I answered it and said, "Hello."
"Hello Cho."
I shiver went down my spine.
"May I know who's calling?"
A pause.
"It is your niceties that makes me like you so much, Cho."
A hot surge of anger filled me.
"Harry?"
A pause.
"Yeah, it's me."
A huge pause from my side.
Then, "I hate you, Harry. You fool, trying to ring me up
in China, while I was relaxing. On my birthday too, you moron!"
A pause.
"I-I just wanted to wish you, Cho."
I felt kinda sad.
"But, you must understand, that I don't love you," I
replied
He had loved me since we first met on the Hogwarts train.
I only wanted to be friends but he wanted more.
"Why not? Nearly every girl wants me to like them, and I
like you."
"But I'm not like them. I don't want to be famous, I just
like Cedric."
A pause.
"Why would you be famous?" Harry stated.
"If I liked you enough to be your girlfriend, I would be
famous. Headline of the next Daily Prophet, I expect. But I don't want
that. I just want a simple guy."
There was an awkward silence after I said that. But the
statement was from my heart.
"I'm sorry, Harry."
"You don't know how it's like to love someone so much and
then have them reject you," Harry muttered.
"That's right, I don't know. But, you wouldn't like it if
I just said yes to make you happy but really not want to go out with you,
right?"
Silence.
"I s'pose so, Cho."
Silence. I kinda had feelings for him (they started to
develop just then) but I couldn't say it just then, he'd be upset that I had
put him through all of the above. So I had to be discreet and make the move at
exactly the right time so as not to hurt him … too much.
"Well, Cho, I love you."
That was it!
"I love you, too, Harry."
A very long silence.
"What did you say?" he replied.
"I said, "I love you, too, Harry."
"That's great, Cho."
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