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Harry paced outside Cho's room at the infirmary.

'What should I do? Should I just go inside and see her or come back later and see her?' he thought.

He remembered how scared he was just a few hours before when he saw Cho falling off her broom. He had to make a split second decision of whether to catch Cho or the Snitch. He decided on catching Cho.

Luckily, for both Cho and him, the game was cancelled and there was a rematch next week.

"You can go inside if you want, lad." Madam Pomfrey said appearing next to him with a big block of chocolate in her hand, "but she hasn't woken yet." She pushed the door open and walked in.

Harry followed her.

Madam Pomfrey placed the chocolate on the table next to Cho's bed, "If she wakes up, make sure she eats the whole thing." She instructed before hurrying out of the room to attend to someone else.

"C'mon Cho…wake up." Harry said softly giving her hand a quick squeeze.

Cho didn't respond.

Suddenly, Harry's scar seared with pain. He let out a small scream. He let go of Cho's hand, which fell lifelessly on the bed.

'Voldemort must be feeling very powerful right now,' Harry thought clutching his forehead, 'unlike myself.'

Cho stirred in her bed. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around the white room.

She lay there a few seconds before realizing where she was, 'Where's Harry? What happened at the game?' she thought as she sat up quickly. Her body felt sore all over.

The door opened and Marietta walked in, "Hey. How are you doing?" she asked taking a seat next to Cho's bed.

"Where's Harry? Is he okay?" She asked quickly before she could stop herself.

Marietta rolled her eyes, "That stupid git is okay. When you fell off your broom he went to catch the Snitch, but it disappeared. Then, as a last resort he tried to catch you."

"W-what?" Cho asked, not fully comprehending what her friend was saying.

"It doesn't matter." Marietta said with the wave of her hand, "At least you're okay." She gave Cho a big smile.

 Cho smiled weakly, "Right."

The door opened again and Madam Pomfrey walked in…with Harry behind her.

Cho's heart jumped at the sight of him. She quickly averted her eyes to her friend.

Marietta's face turned red and she started breathing heavily through her nose, as if she was angry.

Harry stopped by the door, his forehead creased slightly as if he was thinking of what to do.

"Here you go. A new block of chocolate." Madam Pomfrey said briskly handing Cho the bar, "Look at that mess." She said waving her wand and cleaning the melted chocolate stains off the table next to Cho's bed.

"Er…I think I'll come back later." Harry said backing away slowly not looking at anybody in particular.

"Good, you just do that." Marietta said. Her face was replaced with a triumphant grin, "We don't need you, especially not Cho."

Cho glared at Marietta and then looked at Harry who was reaching for the doorknob.

She made a spit second decision before saying, "Wait." She hastily tried to get out of the bed, but the sheets were so tangled at her feet that she almost fell of the bed.

"Cho!" Marietta and Madam Pomfrey exclaimed in unison.

 Harry's eyes widened in surprise.

"I want to talk to him." Cho said feeling the tears prickling the back of her eyes. She needed to find out the truth about everything. If Harry truly didn't like her anymore then she would forget about him, she knew it would be hard, but it'll be better than not knowing at all.

Marietta glared at Harry and said angrily, "Look at what you've done! She could've broken her leg you stupid prat!"

"I didn't-" Harry began.

"Yeah, right. D'you think that Cho even cares about you anymore? I know for a fact that she doesn't." Marietta said in an arrogant tone and folding her arms across her chest.

Cho eyes darted from Marietta to Harry.

'What the hell is she saying?' She thought feeling dizzy. She could distinctly hear three different voices that were now screaming.

"Get out!"

"No, you get out!"

"BOTH of you get out, NOW!" Madam Pomfrey screamed clearly fed up.

"But-but…" Marietta stammered as Madam Pomfrey pulled her out of the chair and ushered her out of the room.

"Are you that fascinated with your butt Miss Marietta?" Madam Pomfrey asked. She also grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him out of the room.

"I came here to talk to her." Harry protested stubbornly pulling his hand away.

Madam Pomfrey's eyes flashed with fury. She looked at Cho.

"Please." Cho mouthed with a pleading look in her eyes.

"You have five minutes."

Madam Pomfrey closed the door.

Harry hesitated before walking towards Cho's bed.

'Harry, you stupid idiot. What are you going to tell her now? She must be hating your guts right now.' Harry thought to himself.

Cho looked at him, as if she was waiting for him to say something.

Harry sat down on the side of Cho's bed; he kept playing with his fingers nervously.

"Just tell me the truth." Cho said looking at him squarely in the eyes, "Do you really like Hermione?"

Harry felt his blood boil, "I DON'T LIKE HERMIONE!" He screamed out, "I LIKE YOU! I'VE ALWAYS LIKED YOU!"

He thought he saw her smile before a hard look came on her face, "Then why'd you go after the Snitch first when I was falling?"

Harry's mouth hung open, "I went after you first!"

"But…Marietta said-"

"After the crap she said just a few minutes ago, you're still going to go ahead and believe her?" Harry asked stunned.

Cho looked down, her cheeks slightly tinged with red, "I guess not." She admitted.

Harry picked up the bar of chocolate that was on the bed it started melting already, "Eat this," he said holding it up to her mouth.

Cho took a bite and felt a warm sensation fill her body, but she wasn't sure whether that was because of the chocolate or Harry. She thought that maybe it was the latter.

Halfway through the chocolate Cho asked, "But how could Marietta act this way, I thought she was my best friend." A pained look came over her face.

Harry's heart wrenched, he felt so bad for Cho. He couldn't imagine what he would do if Ron or Hermione ever turned on him and started telling him lies.

He wrapped his arms around Cho in a comforting hug.

Cho put her head on his chest, "But did she write that letter about you and Hermione?" she asked looking up at him.

Harry shrugged and looked at her apologetically, "I really don't know, but I reckon she did."

Little did Harry know that it wasn't Marietta who wrote the letter…it was someone else…some one evil with wrong intensions.