Sorry I haven't been able to update for a while – I was just sitting at home, soaking in the heats of the summer, manually depressed that I was alone. But here is the chapter seven; although I don't think many really read this…looking at the number of comments I get. Anyways.. I should be studying …

Basically some rambling of a lovesick boy, typical days of school, and perhaps an unexpected task.

I know that Cho is supposed to be fourteen and Cedric about sixteen, but that seems a bit too young for the way I portray them in my story and imagine… So, I'm going to pretend Cho is about eighteen and Cedric around nineteen or twenty. It makes more sense, too… or perhaps I'm aging.

..on a second thought, you can just ignore what I said if you're a canon-strict and any of the changes bother you. No sweat. ^ ^"

Cedric breathed in fully as he felt the cool air whistle through his nostrils to his lungs. The stars were glimmering against the black sky, like hundreds of precious diamonds only to be looked at. It reminded him of Cho's pair of glistening eyes against her midnight-coloured hair.

Cho, Cho, Cho… everything he saw, anywhere he went, everything he did reminded him of that pretty Ravenclaw girl. No, 'pretty' was an under statement. Dazzling. Gorgeous. The face that would launch not a thousand, but a million ships. And Cedric Diggory will conquer them all, be the first one to reach her-

Damn it, Ced. He shook his head and pounced his forehead against the cold stone brick wall of the Astronomy Tower. It was a good thing that he was so high up and nobody could see this prefect thinking mortifying thoughts and filling himself with ludicrous fantasies.

Absent-mindedly, Cedric glanced at his watch. He still had half an hour until his prefect duties started. Gently humming, Cedric sat on the stilt of the open window of the Tower.

Shimmering star-gazing objects and charts lightly danced under the starlit sky. Astronomy hadn't always been Cedric's favourite subject, but now, he stared at the objects with renewed curiosity. He wondered if Cho liked Astronomy. What was her favourite subject anyway? He hadn't had a chance to ask her. How silly of him.

Somewhere nearby, an owl hooted. Cedric didn't feel his body go numb for pressing so hard against the wall, as his mind had been occupied. He remembered his recent letter from his father, Amos Diggory.

Cedric –

As you know, this year I'm taking charge of the Magical Creatures debate society for some fundraising events and several trips to Romania and Albania. I'm setting these bars up for the future, so that you, son, could follow in better footsteps and perhaps gain a superior position in the Ministry of Magic. I'm supposing your studies are going very well – this year's O.W.L., you must get at least an 'E'. Tell Dumbledore about your future plans after negotiating with Professor Sprout – it would be delightful if you became the Head Boy next year.

Love,

- Your Father.

His father had always been hard, asking him to do this and that, sometimes expecting a bit too much out of him. It almost seemed reckless of him to remember what had happened during his first year after the sorting hat ceremony, when minutes after his father had found out his son was sorted in Hufflepuff – not Ravenclaw or a Gryffindor. His father had been in Hufflepuff during his years and resented it. His mother was a Ravenclaw, and Amos had secretly hoped that his son would be sorted into 'better' houses.

Sighing, Cedric sat up from the stilt. Trying to put other things on his mind, he remembered that next week was the Hogsmeade weekend. The sparkling silver stars on the sky told him what to do.

……………………

"I cannot believe Diggory gave you flowers." Sally said, still unable to take her eyes off the Dalish Roses.

"Are you questioning Cho's ability to attract men? Because if so, you've been living under a rock, clearly blindfolded up to now." Marietta said coolly, making her curls bounce with her wand, with the book 'Beauty Guides for Beautiful Witches. Vol. 3'

Sally rolled her eyes. "Obviously not, but Cedric Diggory – even the Seventh years want him as their boyfriend!"

"If you're now questioning Cho's inability to follow up the footsteps of Diggory's pretty boy rank-status of the school, then-"

"Oh shut up." Sally snapped. Marietta coyly smiled to herself as she gracefully flicked her wand through the roots of her red-blonde hair, giving it a final touch.

"Beautiful!" Cho exclaimed. Staring at Marietta's scarlet curls in awe. "That book really does wonders, doesn't it?" she said, gazing proudly at the heavy book she had given her for Christmas.

"Of course." Marietta said. "It's purely amazing."

"Let's go down to dinner, shall we?" Lisa said, snapping her Potions book shut. "This stupid essay Snape assigned is giving me migraines."

"How far did you get?" Cho asked, bouncing on her bed. She reached for her brush.

"I'm only five pages in… ten more to go." Lisa grumbled.

"I stopped after the gillyweed part." Cho said, "I totally forgot what a lamock was."

"Pity." Marietta muttered. "It's Saturday night and we're talking Snape's class. Classic Ravenclaws."

Cho threw a pillow at her.

"I'm hungry, let's go." Sally suggested.

When Cho got down to the great hall, the delicious smell of onion soup and cornbread pierced her nostrils.

"Mmm… food." She said, breathing in. "I never realized how hungry I was." She grabbed a spoon and helped herself to some hot soup.

By the time Marietta and Lisa had sat down beside her, Cho was half-finished with the cornbread and soup.

"Why the sudden appetite?" Marietta asked, as she neatly scooped up the soup and slurped it.

"Cedric's looking at you." Lisa said simply.

Cho choked as the hot soup burned her tongue, forced them down her throat leaving pain all the way inside her stomach.

"W-what?"

"Why so surprised now?" Lisa said jokingly, taking a bite out of her bread.

Marietta and Sally turned to see Cedric.

"Don't look at him!" Cho hissed, ducking so that he may not see her. "Quickly, how's my hair?"

"Too silky, in my opinion." A smooth voice said.

Cho jumped and turned around. Roger Davies sat, grinning at her. "Hello today, my lovely champ."

"Roger!" Cho clutched her heart. "You scared me."

"Why should I? They say I'm sweeter than the most gentle unicorn out there." He said coolly, ruffling his hair with his long, pale fingers.

"How ironic." Lisa rolled her eyes. But Marietta seemed a bit too fond as she started batting her long eyelashes.

"Oh Merlin's sake, please, Roger." Cho rolled her eyes, groaning. She eyed her friends to temporarily shut up about the object they had been discussing seconds earlier.

"So, who are we all looking at?" Roger asked, craning his neck past the Ravenclaw table to get a better look. "Don't tell me it was me, Cho." He grinned.

Cho hit him square on his shoulder, but only her hand hurt. "Ow…"

Roger roared with laughter. "You make me so happy, Cho Chang. You know that? My sweet sunshine you are." He left his seat and glanced at Marietta and Lisa, who had their eyebrows raised.

Cho made a gagging noise.

"Excuse me?"

"A bit too much indulgence in poetry, I say." Cho said. "He normally isn't like that." She dismissed quickly, turning back to her soup that was now lukewarm.

"I say, he wants you to go to the Hogsmeade with him." Helen said, popping out of nowhere and taking a seat beside Marietta. Her green eyes looked excited.

"And why-?"

"James Gardner just asked me to it." Helen said sheepishly, snagging a bowl of hot soup to herself.

"Gardner asked you?" Marietta said. James Gardner was a fifth year Slytherin. Normally, Slytherins did not ask people of other houses for anything.

"A Slytherin, eh?" Sally raised her eyebrows. "Good luck."

Helen ignored her. "He's very sweet. He's not your typical I'm-going-to-beat-you type of Slytherin." She said, her mouth half full with bread.

"I never knew James Gardner fancied anyone." Lisa said.

Helen rolled her eyes again. "Well, now you know." And she left without another word to sit near Padma Patil and Georgina Wangers.

"Sensitive." Sylvie said.

"I never knew James Gardner was the type to fancy anybody." Cho said truthfully. "He always seemed a bit dark…you know? Always lurking in corners, with his pale face."

Marietta shrugged. "Figures, he's a Slytherin."

"But Helen says he's not the typical go-getter." Cho said.

"The submissive one, then." Marietta said. "But evil in all areas."

And the girls giggled together.

………………….

Cho had never been to Hogsmeade – not even last year, due to her injuries. But she constantly had wondered what it was like to walk in a street with cafes, shops, and restaurants cosily lined up around with pretty lights hung everywhere. It seemed very whimsical to her, even in this Wizarding world.

"It's wonderful." Lisa had said, "You see these little dancing gnomes every corner, and they remember your name!" she piped.

"I got these never-dry-out Quills from this shop, and I think I'm getting some more for Christmas presents!" said Helen.

"It's no big deal." Marietta dismissed, not looking up from her book. "It's just that jellybean store – what was it? Bertie Bott's Every Flavours of Jellybean? Anyway, whatever it was, that one is pretty extraordinary. Except for those bogey flavoured ones." Marietta cringed.

But now that the Hogsmeade weekend was drawing up to a close, Cho sensed many hopefuls and their fluttering hearts seek out their romance partners. Since when did a trip to Hogsmeade require a date? She didn't mind, really. As long as she was visiting the famous village at last – perhaps she'd look for some jewels for her mother's birthday that was drawing up rather close itself.

"I'd rather not go this year, though." said Lisa. "With those hideous dementors in every corner, I'd be surprised if one gnome is still there!" she said sadly, looking down at her parchment.

"At least then we know we're all protected from that Sirius Black." Marietta said. "Crazy old lunatic… they say he's going after Potter."

"What?" Cho blurted out loud. "Harry? He's going after Harry?"

"You didn't know?" Sylvie asked, her googly eyes looking up at her. "That's why everybody is talking about him these days."

"But, why?" Cho asked. "What has Harry done?"

"I dunno…but that boy isn't really normal, so..you know." Sally said, popping a chocolate into her mouth. "I'm going to sleep soon, don't tell me Juggers and Stebbins are trying to through another party. Cho, you should have a talk with Roger to control your teammates during night." She said, grabbing her nightgown and drawing her blue curtains.

"Poor Harry!" Cho said, sitting down on the sofa. She imagined a fearful old man with ragged wild hair and scars all over his body, clutching a wand and chasing Harry Potter through the dark. Shivering, Cho took a chocolate from Sally's pouch.

"I'm sure Dumbledore will take care of it." Sylvie said. "He's the greatest wizard ever known. We're lucky to have him."

"Yea no really…" Lisa said, her blue eyes fixed on her short little owl curled up beside the fireplace.

"So, has Cedric asked you yet?" Marietta asked rather subjectively.

"Er…"

"Oh my gosh, so Cedric does like you after all?" Lisa said, jumping from her staring in to the oblivion.

"No. Why would he do that, Marietta?" Cho said, feeling herself grow warm in the cheeks.

"Oh it's obvious, silly." Marietta smiled. "He gave you those roses. Your favourite ones."

The room instantly echoed with 'oooh's and had many people staring at Cho in the center, blushing furiously.

"Guys!" she hissed. Cho liked Cedric, but she wasn't comfortable with her private life being told around the school – even if was just her housemates. She wasn't like Marietta – the glamorous queen who longed to live in a fancy house with her fancy cats and her fancy cloaks.

Oh no.

……..

Later that night, Cedric was on his prefect duties as usual, giving signals to Jordan Cunningham of Slytherin that the great hallway was clear of Peeves. After he was done, he said polite good-bye's to Percy Weasley and decided to go for a hot bath in the Prefect's Bathroom.

He was still a bit blue from his father's strict letter. Why did he care so much? Well, obviously besides the fact that he was his father, but still… it seemed Percy Weasley had the most loving father in the world. They may not be the richest, but their relationship was, at least…

Was he feeling jealousy? Chuckling, Cedric took off his robes and slid into the water.

"Ooh!"

Jumping, Cedric nearly cried out as he saw a female ghost lean on his shoulder beside him.

"Moaning Myrtle?" Cedric asked indignantly. "What- why are you- here?"

Myrtle cackled loudly.

"Oh they say Moaning Myrtle never leaves the toilet, crying and throwing fits…but I was once a human too, you know? With feelings… and every once in a while I love to come and check out the boys." Myrtle drew closer with a sheepish smile on her face that seemed a bit more on the evil side to Cedric. "Beautiful ones."

And she shrieked with laughter and soared high into the air.

Cedric felt suddenly violated and humiliated. "Myrtle, you can't just – "

"Oh, but I did cover my eyes, Cedric!" Myrtle said, making her lips pouty. "But I did see that you were a bit depressed. Don't tell me it's a girl thing?"

Cedric decided to play with the bubbles.

"Oh it is!" Myrtle said happily. "Because you know, I'm available." And she laughed again.

"You're very happy today." Cedric said, desperate to change the subject.

"Oh yes, I'm happy when I see pretty boys like you." Myrtle said coyly, swimming closer. "So tell me, who is this girl?"

Cedric smiled curtly. "I-I don't think-"

"Is it the curly blonde haired one from Slytherin?" Myrtle asked. "Because you know, if you look at her closely, she has got the most large pimple right on her forehead-"

"No." Cedric said, wanting to get out.

Myrtle looked at him closely. "You really like her, don't you?"

Cedric continued to play with his bubbles.

"Because I can tell. Your face says it all."

There was a silence.

"Oooh!" Myrtle sighed deeply, sadness once again etching across her face. "How wonderful it would be to have someone like you to love me back that way!"

Cedric blushed and managed to force a smile.

"Is it that little Ravenclaw one?" she asked quietly.

Cedric jerked, but quickly shifted to hide it. But something told him Myrtle had not missed it. "What?" he asked.

"She's very pretty, isn't she?" Myrtle said. "Extraordinary, I've never seen ones like her before."

Cedric just nodded.

"I won't tell." Myrtle swooped towards one of the stalls. "Don't worry."

And with that, she disappeared in to the toilet with a 'plop'.

Cedric realized all the bubbles had gone.

………………………….

"Cho!"

It was Cedric. Cho's heart instantly skipped several beats, as her friends giggled and debated whether to leave her alone or not.

"Hi Cedric." She said cheerfully.

"Will you go to the Hogsmeade with me?" Cedric asked.

Finally! "Oooh yes!" Cho replied happily.

"C'mon." Marietta dragged Sylvie and Lisa out of the way. "Leave those two love birds alone now, eh?"

"I wanted to ask you for some long ages, you know." Cedric said sheepishly.

Cho blushed furiously back.

"Actually, I was kinda hoping you'd ask…"

"Really?"

"Yes." Cho giggled.

"So…" Cedric began. "I'll meet you in front of the Ravenclaw Tower tomorrow at noon?"

"Okay." Cho's voice rang beautifully through his ears. And she left with a good bye, and Cedric blissfully stared at her back.

What a lovely day it was.

There…I hope you liked it… sorry it took so long…I'll be updating soon! Keep the comments coming, because they're the biggest motivation I get when writing fics.