AN- Extremely short, i know. O well
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Eventually, Mrs. Weasley stopped yelling. She was even kind enough to let Ron stay at the party, once she had made sure ALL the alcohol was disposed of, that is.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't feel much like dancing anymore. Hermione was still rather weak, Ron (though he was given a potion to relieve the effects of the alcohol) had a headache, and Harry just wanted to be with his two best friends. Cho wasn't very happy about this.
"Come on, Harry. Just one dance!" she moaned. Cho loved to dance.
"I want to talk to Hermione and Ron," he replied, firmly. " You're welcome to come and sit in."
Cho thought for a moment. "Oh, all right."
"Well," said Cho to Hermione in a tone mocking a reporter. "you've just nearly killed yourself and broke a poor bloke's heart..... what are you going to do next? No, wait, let me guess. You're ..... going to go to Disney world, right?"
Hermione smiled. "Nah. I think I'm going to go home and go to bed."
Cho laughed. "I've been watching to much....oh, what's it called. That box...... with the picture in it....."
"Television, Cho," chortled Harry. "Didn't you take Muggle Studies?"
"I never thought it would be useful. I liked Charms much better."
" I don't believe that in a few days, we're not going to go to Hogwarts anymore -- ever." Said Ron.
Cho nodded. "it's strange when September 1st comes and you're not on the train. You get used to it, after a while."
Hermione looked uncomfortable "How am I going to get up in front of the entire seventh year and give a speech?"
"I looks harder than it is, actually." Said Cho, lightly. She had been Head Girl the previous year. "Just get up there and pretend you're standing in you dormitory practicing by yourself."
Hermione laughed. " I remember when I was in 5th grade -- in muggle school -- and we had a school play. I had a little solo part, so my dad told me to just imagine everyone in their underwear. I tried, but it reversed.... I imagined myself in my underwear. I was so embarrassed that I forgot my lines and developed an extreme case of stage fright." She slapped her butterbeer down on the table. "You know, I bet I can say those lines perfectly today......"
Everyone laughed. Ron put his arm around her and glanced at his watch. "wow! it's already 1:30 in the morning!"
Cho's eyes were almost round (which was queer, because she was Chinese and had almond shaped eyes). " We were all supposed to be out of here an hour and a half ago! They had another party booked at 2:00!"
harry raised his eyebrows."In the morning? Who booked the party, owls?"
"Goblins" Cho muttered. She pulled out her wand and sent a few purple firecrackers out of it."Hey! Hey!" She yelled at the band to stop playing. "You all have to go! There's a party of goblins coming at 2:00 and it's 1:30!" People were sorry to go, but left in quite a hurry. Cho ran her hand through her thin, chin length black hair. She sat back down at the little table.
Harry laughed and put his arm around her. "Exasperated, are you,"
"mhm...." she moaned.
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Eventually, Mrs. Weasley stopped yelling. She was even kind enough to let Ron stay at the party, once she had made sure ALL the alcohol was disposed of, that is.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't feel much like dancing anymore. Hermione was still rather weak, Ron (though he was given a potion to relieve the effects of the alcohol) had a headache, and Harry just wanted to be with his two best friends. Cho wasn't very happy about this.
"Come on, Harry. Just one dance!" she moaned. Cho loved to dance.
"I want to talk to Hermione and Ron," he replied, firmly. " You're welcome to come and sit in."
Cho thought for a moment. "Oh, all right."
"Well," said Cho to Hermione in a tone mocking a reporter. "you've just nearly killed yourself and broke a poor bloke's heart..... what are you going to do next? No, wait, let me guess. You're ..... going to go to Disney world, right?"
Hermione smiled. "Nah. I think I'm going to go home and go to bed."
Cho laughed. "I've been watching to much....oh, what's it called. That box...... with the picture in it....."
"Television, Cho," chortled Harry. "Didn't you take Muggle Studies?"
"I never thought it would be useful. I liked Charms much better."
" I don't believe that in a few days, we're not going to go to Hogwarts anymore -- ever." Said Ron.
Cho nodded. "it's strange when September 1st comes and you're not on the train. You get used to it, after a while."
Hermione looked uncomfortable "How am I going to get up in front of the entire seventh year and give a speech?"
"I looks harder than it is, actually." Said Cho, lightly. She had been Head Girl the previous year. "Just get up there and pretend you're standing in you dormitory practicing by yourself."
Hermione laughed. " I remember when I was in 5th grade -- in muggle school -- and we had a school play. I had a little solo part, so my dad told me to just imagine everyone in their underwear. I tried, but it reversed.... I imagined myself in my underwear. I was so embarrassed that I forgot my lines and developed an extreme case of stage fright." She slapped her butterbeer down on the table. "You know, I bet I can say those lines perfectly today......"
Everyone laughed. Ron put his arm around her and glanced at his watch. "wow! it's already 1:30 in the morning!"
Cho's eyes were almost round (which was queer, because she was Chinese and had almond shaped eyes). " We were all supposed to be out of here an hour and a half ago! They had another party booked at 2:00!"
harry raised his eyebrows."In the morning? Who booked the party, owls?"
"Goblins" Cho muttered. She pulled out her wand and sent a few purple firecrackers out of it."Hey! Hey!" She yelled at the band to stop playing. "You all have to go! There's a party of goblins coming at 2:00 and it's 1:30!" People were sorry to go, but left in quite a hurry. Cho ran her hand through her thin, chin length black hair. She sat back down at the little table.
Harry laughed and put his arm around her. "Exasperated, are you,"
"mhm...." she moaned.