Chapter 6: Snapshot
"What do we do now?" said Ron, as they stood in the street outside the bookstore.
"How about we take a picture?" said Cho excitedly.
"Yeah, let's do it!" Hermione squealed.
"I've got a great idea," said Harry. "We can get the street in the background if you face this way."
They could get the cobblestone streets and little shops in the background. It would be kind of quaint.
Harry took Cho's camera from her outstretched hand and tried to line it up, his friends huddled in the center of the quiet street.
He tried one angle, then made the camera vertical, and then backed up. He wanted the perfect shot.
Something made him look up.
Cho was tapping her foot, with her arms crossed in front of her and an amused smile playing on her face. "Take your time, my love."
Harry melted at the sight and at her words, but pulled himself together and took a great shot. Then they all rotated and took the picture.
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School resumed, to the displeasure of virtually all except Hermione. Classes dragged on, and Harry found that he and Cho could cheer each other up despite the weather outside.
They were in the library, and Cho was singing quietly to herself.
"What are you singing?" said Harry.
"Mozart," she said. "It's from his Sonata in C, K.545."
"It's very you."
"Isn't it, though?"
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