Disclaimer: This story has adopted some characters, creatures, and events from the fantastic story, HARRY POTTER, which was written by the great genius, J.K. ROWLING. (Yey! Go J.K.! You're the best!!!) However, some other characters, creatures, and events, including the most important, the plot was written by me.

Note: Hey! Here's chapter three for you! Well, to refresh your minds, Cho just saw Harry ask Lavender to the Yule Ball. [Aww! I bet you hated that!] So now the question is, what's she going to do about it? Remember to R&R everyone! If you want to get started now…read on!

Rating: P13

Title: The snow falls

Chapter (3/4): Misery loves bitterness

Author: Raging Phoenix



I ran as fast as I could up to my dormitory. I was blinded with tears. Yes, I am crying and I do feel really bad as you can see. I reached the portrait hole, said the password and went inside.

I flung myself on top of my bed and covered it with my blue and silver drapes. I can't believe what I just heard! I want to kill myself! Nothing like this has ever happened to me. My heart felt like a caged best angrily pounding inside my chest. I wanted to stop, but I just couldn't.

"What are you doing Cho?" I heard Sara's voice just outside my "barrier" of drapes. I swung my drapes aside. I looked at Sara; she was very puzzled but knowing me all her life she then understood what I was going through. She sat down on my bed, I lied my head on her lap and cried with all my might. She stroked my hair patted my head.

"Am I wrong Sara?" I asked her. I was still weeping and my voice was trembling. I was nearly impossible to understand.

"It's Harry, he asked Lavender to the ball. I-I really didn't expect that. I feel really bad Sara. If only he knew how much it hurts me." I continued. She shook her head and tried to calm me down.

"It's okay Cho. It's not your fault. Don't worry, in my opinion Harry's going to regret what he did. He doesn't know what he just ignored. And besides, did you give any thought what Harry might have felt when you didn't accept his offer before?"

"N-no" I said. I didn't realize this. Maybe I was wrong. But no! Harry's wrong! He is!

"See? Don't worry okay? Come on, forget about it and let's go down to the great hall. Dinner is already starting." I sat up, wiped my tears and we both went down to the great hall.

***

I sat down on my chair. I still looked bad. Some people even made displeased remarks as they passed by me. It was obvious that I just cried with the way I looked.

I looked at the Gryffindor table. Oh cursed! Why did Harry have to sit in my direction! I know that I sound very mean but what can I say? Misery loves bitterness. Always remember that. The crap that they said about misery loving company is not true at all. It's just a complete waste of time and energy because that someone your talking to doesn't know what to either. I looked at him. I dared not to blink. He looked up at me. We we're now looking eye to eye. I admit it I still feel jitters when he's looking at me. But I'm still mad at him. I raised my eyebrow and shook my head disapprovingly, still not taking my eyes off him, still not blinking. He finally gave up and continued eating silently. Wow, "the boy who lived" or whatever the heck they call him can't even stand a girl from her stare…pathetic.

***

I woke up unusually early. It still was 1:00 in the morning and when I looked out of my window, It was still dark outside. I decided to go to Quidditch pitch to try out my new broom and also clear my head. I don't know why, but I always go to the pitch to clear my head.

As I walked into the field, the only things that I could hear were my footsteps and the sound of crickets chirping into the dawn. It was peaceful here, very peaceful. Good, I wanted that.

I mounted my broom and flew off. It felt really good. I felt so free, so high. The experience felt like an unexplainable ecstasy. I wanted to go higher, faster…wilder. I went out of the pitch, still on my broom. Instead of flying inside, I circled it. I increased my speed and dove down, going into the field again. Now I flew low. The broom was fabulous nothing like anything that I've ever flown. It was extremely good of Draco to give such a nice gift. It would be great to excel today. I'm determined; I'm determined to defeat Gryffindor.

***

I walked into the great hall; almost everyone's heads were turned at me as I entered carrying my broom.

"Good luck today Cho!" a Hufflepuff greeted me as I passed. I ignored her. I just kept on walking with my chin held up high. I was smiling of course. You have to strut yourself looking good right?

I passed the Slytherin table. They too, were staring. I slowed down a bit.

"Do well today." Draco Malfoy whispered as I passed him. I didn't stop. As I turned, I looked at him at the corner of my eye and I smiled at him. He did the same thing and somehow, I blushed. How can't I? The kid looks good.

I sat down then Sara and Fiona bid me a good morning. I nodded my head.

"So? Are you all set? I hope you are! We're going to defeat Gryffindor today I just know it." Said Davis, our team captain. He looked funny. I just had to laugh because he was looking so dazed at my new broom…everyone was.

***

Everyone in the field and in the stands looked at me impatiently. I walked coolly to the center of the field and took my time. I don't care. And besides, they couldn't start the game without me anyway. I looked up after taking my place. Harry was looking at me I looked back. I was really annoyed. I rolled my eyes and then he blushed, how stupid.

At the sound of Madame Hooch's whistle we mounted our brooms and took off. I concentrated on the snitch. I wasn't going to let Harry get it first. There was uproar from the crowd. I looked above me it was Harry. He was showing off by doing flips. I'm not going to get myself beaten. I zoomed forward to his direction. I stopped in front of him and smirked. Then suddenly, I circled him as fast as I could with my Firebolt like a raging Phoenix. The Slytherins cheered.

It was fun, tormenting Harry like that. If you only saw the look on his face. Ha Ha Ha. I looked out to see what's been happening. Then I saw a Bludger, still far, but it was heading towards our direction.

I stopped and flew to a different area. Harry was still dizzy. He wasn't aware at all that a Bludger was heading towards him! I know I'm mad at him, but I couldn't let him get hurt like that! With a small amount of time left, I rushed over to our beater who was just near Harry. I got his bat and swung the Bludger out of Harry's way. After, I flew as far as I could away from Harry. I was blushing, more than ever. I knew that what I did wasn't good for our team. Then I saw it: The snitch. It was circling the left Gryffindor goal post.

I shot upwards. And as I suspected it to be, Harry followed me thinking that I saw the snitch.

"Stop Cho!" He cried out to me. What? Why is he doing this in the middle of a game? I thought that he followed me because of the snitch. I didn't stop. He was still following me. I flew a bit down and just continued flying straight. There was a sound of awe from the crowd because of the sight of our two Firebolts racing against each other. I thought this was very stupid. So I stopped racing Harry and went for the snitch. It zoomed away very swiftly, but I still followed it very closely. I glanced at my back; he was gaining really fast. A good flyer I would admit. I looked at my right side this time. Fred Weasly, the Gryffindor beater just swung a Bludger at me! I closed my eyes and reached out my hand for the snitch. I gripped my hand tightly hoping to catch it. Then I felt something move inside my hand…I caught it! I caught the snitch! We won!

I swooped down and dismounted my broom. I held the snitch high for everyone to see. The sight was overwhelming. And the best thing was, even Slytherin was cheering. Oh Draco, you and your plans. I looked over at the Gryffindor team. They had just dismounted their brooms. Harry was on the ground, his broom lying by his side. A Bludger hit him. Wait, was I dreaming? Because I swear that the Bludger that hit him was supposed to hit me! Why did he let himself get hit?

His teammates shook their heads as they passed Harry. They kept saying things such as "your team first Harry" or "all for a girl?" It was obvious, he didn't let me get hit. But…why? I looked at him in the eye. He looked back. His bright green eyes were looking back rather sad at me. I felt my knees weaken. I wanted to run to him. I wanted to hug him so tight and never let go. I wanted to--

"Oh Harry!" Screeched Lavender. My contact with Harry was lost when she came. I hate her. Why does she always have to meddle with other people! I turned my back at them.

"Congratulations." Said Draco suddenly as if apparating from nowhere.

"Oh, thanks." I told him. I took a glance back at Harry and Lavender. I didn't like what I saw. In fact, I didn't like it one bit. He was in the arms of Lavender. I wanted to scream. So, with nothing left to do, I turned away and faced Draco.

"Draco, remember when you asked me to the Yule Ball?" I said making sure Harry could hear what I was saying.

"Of course, how could I forget." He replied.

"Well, I thought about it and realized that you were the one who I was waiting for to ask me. So, sure, I'll go with you." I told him. I had mischievous grin on my face like the one he had.

I took his arm and we both walked away, not looking back at Harry and Lavender.



Author's note: Aww! (There again with the "aww") I know, I know, you guys probably hate me for making that ending did you? It's okay. He he. I admit, I also hate myself for doing that. But remember guys, there's still Chapter 4! It's going to be the last! [Sorry for it's length. But I like it that way, short and sweet.] And please, I really need those reviews! So keep 'em coming! Then again, until the next chapter!

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