Chapter 7: The Question II
A little over two weeks later, the whole of Hogwarts was bustling with excitement over the arrival of Beauxbatons the next day. Everyone was excited about the ball, which would start the moment they came. Almost all the students (and some of the teachers) had dates, except Harry. He had been thinking about what Ron said, but he still wasn't sure he could ask Cho. He'd asked her to the ball they had in his fourth year, but she was going with Cedric Diggory, who died tragically a few months later. Harry was afraid she would think that he sounded like a nerd. Nevertheless, Harry mustered up enough courage to ask her.
As soon as his last class before lunch was over, he rushed to the Great Hall, not even going to the Gryffindor Dormitories to put up his books. In his haste, he bumped into a herd of Hufflepuff first years and knocked a Ravenclaw fourth years' books out of her grasp. He also bumped into Malfoy, which caused him to fall on his rear. That didn't bother Harry that much, as he hated Malfoy. He kept running toward the Great Hall as Malfoy yelled. "You'll pay for that, Potter!" Finally, he arrived and looked around to see if Cho was in there. He saw her sitting with a group of her friends, which brought memories of when he was in his fourth year. He remembered asking if he could talk with her, and then hearing the giggles of her friends, all of which were talking with her now. Goodness knows, he'd heard enough girls' giggles that year to last him a lifetime.
Apparently Harry had been staring at Cho while he was reminiscing, because her friends started pointing at Harry, doing the giggling that drove Harry insane. One of Cho's friends. Hu Li, said "Come on girls, I think we should leave these two alone." They all got up, smiling at Cho, leaving her blushing.
Harry got to her table and said, "Er…sorry to embarrass you."
Cho replied, "Oh. It's okay."
They sat there in silence for a few moments, then started talking at once.
"You first," said Cho.
"Well, I was just going to ask… something I've asked you a million times… do you have a date for… tomorrow?"
"I'd love to," Cho said, with a smile on her face.
"Okay, great! Well, I'll see you tomorrow," said Harry.
Harry walked to the Gryffindor dormitories in a daze. Had that really just happened? Was he really going to the Beauxbatons Ball with Cho Chang? He finally got to the portrait of the fat lady and bumped into Ron and Hermione, who were flirting with each other. He didn't seem to notice them there, and instead of saying the password to the common room, "olive oil", he said, "I love Cho". Hermione burst out laughing and Ron said, "What's the deal Harry, did she say yes?"
Harry nodded his head slowly as he walked through the portrait hole, as Hermione had told the fat lady, "He meant olive oil."
"That's really great Harry. We're really happy for you!" Hermione called to Harry, as he walked to the couch in front of the fire in a dream-like state. He plopped down, and stared at the fire, with an odd smile on his face. Ron and Hermione walked over to him and were swarming him with questions. "How did you ask her?" Where were you?" "How did she reply?" "Did she seem happy about it?" Soon, Harry felt weightless, like he was in a place with no gravity. All too soon, he was snapped out of his trance, by Ron pounding him on the back.
"What? What?" said Harry.
"You were acting strange Harry. Like you were, I dunno, under a spell or something." Said Hermione worriedly.
"Well, I was just glad that Cho said yes." Said Harry defiantly.
"Nah, it was more than that Harry. You were like, in a trance. It wasn't normal!" said Ron.
"Jeez, get off my case, will ya? You're ruining the moment!"
"Sorry Harry." Said Hermione and Ron.
"Well, better get to class. Potions is next, and lunch is probably over by now." said Ron in a melancholy voice.
The three of them gathered their books and went out of the portrait hole to the Entrance Hall. From there, they went to the dungeons, the worst type of environment for a classroom. As they opened the door, they were surprised to see Snape in there alone.
"Where is everybody?" said Harry, rather loudly.
"Don't tell me that the famous Mr. Potter hasn't been told," said Snape coolly. "Beauxbatons will be arriving in about five minutes. We got an owl from them hours ago. There will be no more classes today. Everyone is assembled in the Great Hall. Go on, run along!"
Ron made a sort of sneer as the three of them walked out of the door.
"Beauxbatons will be arriving in about five minutes- Bah! If they are, then how come he isn't there?" Ron said, as soon as they had exited the dungeons. "Probably because he's one of those nutters that are obsessed with work." Hermione looked a little offended at this, so Ron quickly apologized.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Let's just go put our stuff up in the common room. We need to change into our dress robes too," said Harry.
After that was done, Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran to the Great Hall. They burst through the doors, and were very surprised by what they saw.
A little over two weeks later, the whole of Hogwarts was bustling with excitement over the arrival of Beauxbatons the next day. Everyone was excited about the ball, which would start the moment they came. Almost all the students (and some of the teachers) had dates, except Harry. He had been thinking about what Ron said, but he still wasn't sure he could ask Cho. He'd asked her to the ball they had in his fourth year, but she was going with Cedric Diggory, who died tragically a few months later. Harry was afraid she would think that he sounded like a nerd. Nevertheless, Harry mustered up enough courage to ask her.
As soon as his last class before lunch was over, he rushed to the Great Hall, not even going to the Gryffindor Dormitories to put up his books. In his haste, he bumped into a herd of Hufflepuff first years and knocked a Ravenclaw fourth years' books out of her grasp. He also bumped into Malfoy, which caused him to fall on his rear. That didn't bother Harry that much, as he hated Malfoy. He kept running toward the Great Hall as Malfoy yelled. "You'll pay for that, Potter!" Finally, he arrived and looked around to see if Cho was in there. He saw her sitting with a group of her friends, which brought memories of when he was in his fourth year. He remembered asking if he could talk with her, and then hearing the giggles of her friends, all of which were talking with her now. Goodness knows, he'd heard enough girls' giggles that year to last him a lifetime.
Apparently Harry had been staring at Cho while he was reminiscing, because her friends started pointing at Harry, doing the giggling that drove Harry insane. One of Cho's friends. Hu Li, said "Come on girls, I think we should leave these two alone." They all got up, smiling at Cho, leaving her blushing.
Harry got to her table and said, "Er…sorry to embarrass you."
Cho replied, "Oh. It's okay."
They sat there in silence for a few moments, then started talking at once.
"You first," said Cho.
"Well, I was just going to ask… something I've asked you a million times… do you have a date for… tomorrow?"
"I'd love to," Cho said, with a smile on her face.
"Okay, great! Well, I'll see you tomorrow," said Harry.
Harry walked to the Gryffindor dormitories in a daze. Had that really just happened? Was he really going to the Beauxbatons Ball with Cho Chang? He finally got to the portrait of the fat lady and bumped into Ron and Hermione, who were flirting with each other. He didn't seem to notice them there, and instead of saying the password to the common room, "olive oil", he said, "I love Cho". Hermione burst out laughing and Ron said, "What's the deal Harry, did she say yes?"
Harry nodded his head slowly as he walked through the portrait hole, as Hermione had told the fat lady, "He meant olive oil."
"That's really great Harry. We're really happy for you!" Hermione called to Harry, as he walked to the couch in front of the fire in a dream-like state. He plopped down, and stared at the fire, with an odd smile on his face. Ron and Hermione walked over to him and were swarming him with questions. "How did you ask her?" Where were you?" "How did she reply?" "Did she seem happy about it?" Soon, Harry felt weightless, like he was in a place with no gravity. All too soon, he was snapped out of his trance, by Ron pounding him on the back.
"What? What?" said Harry.
"You were acting strange Harry. Like you were, I dunno, under a spell or something." Said Hermione worriedly.
"Well, I was just glad that Cho said yes." Said Harry defiantly.
"Nah, it was more than that Harry. You were like, in a trance. It wasn't normal!" said Ron.
"Jeez, get off my case, will ya? You're ruining the moment!"
"Sorry Harry." Said Hermione and Ron.
"Well, better get to class. Potions is next, and lunch is probably over by now." said Ron in a melancholy voice.
The three of them gathered their books and went out of the portrait hole to the Entrance Hall. From there, they went to the dungeons, the worst type of environment for a classroom. As they opened the door, they were surprised to see Snape in there alone.
"Where is everybody?" said Harry, rather loudly.
"Don't tell me that the famous Mr. Potter hasn't been told," said Snape coolly. "Beauxbatons will be arriving in about five minutes. We got an owl from them hours ago. There will be no more classes today. Everyone is assembled in the Great Hall. Go on, run along!"
Ron made a sort of sneer as the three of them walked out of the door.
"Beauxbatons will be arriving in about five minutes- Bah! If they are, then how come he isn't there?" Ron said, as soon as they had exited the dungeons. "Probably because he's one of those nutters that are obsessed with work." Hermione looked a little offended at this, so Ron quickly apologized.
"Well, it doesn't matter. Let's just go put our stuff up in the common room. We need to change into our dress robes too," said Harry.
After that was done, Harry, Ron, and Hermione ran to the Great Hall. They burst through the doors, and were very surprised by what they saw.