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Chapter Four
Harry and Cho woke up at the same time, both turning a bit red. However, they became even more so when they noticed who was standing at the foot of Harry's bed.
"Report to the headmaster's office immediately. Both of you," Minerva McGonagall said sternly, turning on her heal, and leaving. Cho and Harry quickly scrambled to get their clothes on, not even bothering to look at each other. Harry finished first, and waited for Cho, then they hurried, hand in hand, towards Dumbledore's office. They entered the room and both stood silently in front of Dumbledore's desk. He didn't speak.
"We're very sorry, Professor," Harry said, but Dumbledore held up a finger.
"Just finishing a bit of work," Dumbledore finally looked at them, "Now. There has never been a rule at Hogwarts forbidding this sort of thing, but we'd expected it'd happen sooner or later. Now, seeing as there is nobody else present at this time except the teachers, no harm has been done. Now, I will strongly request that you refrain from doing this sort of thing again, once students arrive, however I see no reason to punish you for doing such now. You may go." Harry and Cho cast surprised glances at each other, and then quickly exited the office.
"That was weird," Harry said, as they walked down the hallway.
"Very odd. It was like he almost…gave us permission to do it again," Cho said thoughtfully. "However it is Dumbledore and he's known for sometimes being…surprising."
"Hm, everybody should be returning soon. Wonder how this will work out," Harry said, "I suppose we won't see quite as much of each other. You'll probably have to sit with the Ravenclaws, instead of at my table, Ron and Hermione, I have no idea how I'll explain this…"
"Don't worry, Harry. We'll see plenty of each other! In-between classes. At meals. I'm keeping my promise, Harry. Everything will be fine."
"This is your last year," Harry suddenly realized, "What will we do next year, when-"
Cho leaned in and kissed Harry, "Sh. Stop worrying. We won't do anything next year. I'll talk to McGonagall tomorrow if there's someway I can stay for one extra year. Help out or something. Everything will be perfect."
"I love you," Harry suddenly spit out.
Cho smiled, "I love you, too, Harry."
"Thanks," Harry said awkwardly. Cho smiled again, then leaned in and pressed her lips to his once more.
AW! Lovey-dovey-ness! Okay, I realize they probably wouldn't have been quite that easy on the two, but you have to understand how depressed Harry was over Sirius, and how much nobody really wants to mess with his sudden change.
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