That was strange, considering that Colin took pictures of practically everything. Why so many pictures of Ginny Weasley? Pictures of her studying, thinking, walking, sitting, or almost any other pose. He kept looking, and he realized that Ginny was growing up; it was natural that other boys would notice her. He supposed she was like Ron and Hermione's daughter, and Fred and George were his uncles…or other brothers? What a messed up family… he saw some other pictures, including one of Cho sitting out in the courtyard. He wasn't surprised; the Ravenclaw was very photogenic, and no one would want to miss a photo opportunity.

Unlike most other pictures in the wizard world, these pictures did not move. Colin was obviously more interested in his skill with the camera than his cleverness with magic. Harry left the dormitory, and reported to Hermione that he had found nothing wrong. He saw Colin sitting on a chair, looking at a muggle photography magazine. Some things just weren't the real deal in the world of magic…

"Hey Colin, I saw your collection of photos in your room. They're really good," Harry said.

Colin was obviously surprised that Harry was complimenting him. "Th-th- thank-you, Harry."

"I saw one that I was wondering if you had any copies of, the one with Cho Chang in it?"

"Oh, s-sure. I keep extras of all of them."

"Alright. Do suppose I could have one?"

"Sure, h-hang on a s-second," Colin spit out, then ran up to his dormitory. He came back down with a photo in his hands, and handed it to Harry.

"A sickle for your troubles," Harry tossed a sickle to Colin, who couldn't quite stutter out a thank-you. When Harry was gone and he'd caught his breath, he said to himself, "He likes my work…"

Harry put the new picture of Cho next to the one from the quidditch ball, then picked up his book for potions, studying with some new inspiration.

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Ron ran up to his dormitory an hour later looking for Harry.

"Harry, look at this! It's a flyer for the European Quidditch Tour! It says that eleven players will be chosen to compete, with the extra four in to take care of exhausted quidditch players who need out for a round or so. Is that great or what?!"

"What, that the flyer is on recycled paper?"

Ron gave Harry a puzzled look.

"Never mind, it's Muggle stuff."

"Oh. Right. Well, I'm going to be practicing extra hard for this. I could be an extra. We have to try out on Cleansweeps, is that stupid or what?"

"What, that they want people based on skill?"

Ron gave Harry another puzzled look. "You don't make any sense Harry," Ron said, then left.

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Harry surprised Hermione that day and led younger students to the great hall for dinner. He took a seat next to her and Neville, but before she could praise him, or he could start eating, Dumbledore stood up, and called the room to order.

"Students, as I'm sure you've heard by now, try-outs for the Hogwarts Quidditch team will be held in the near future. Realize, though, that this team will not go on the tour until spring has come, we only wanted to form the team as soon as possible. It has come to my attention that some students have come to believe that there is going to be a yule ball. Sadly, I must inform you that these assumptions are incorrect, as such an event is reserved for only when there is a triwizards tournament. Take heart, if you all choose to be good students, I'm sure another ball at the end of the year will be in order. Meanwhile, you have the interhouse quidditch championship and Halloween to entertain you. Please remember that the prefects that have been appointed are there to give you a safer time at Hogwarts, so pay attention to them. I will see you all at the Ravenclaw vs. hufflepuff match tomorrow!" with that, the sage wizard sat down, amongst the uproar of students reminded of the event tomorrow.

Harry stared at his plate for several minutes. He wondered if he would see Cho before the match. He looked at the Ravenclaw table, and as usual, didn't see Cho. Prefects were gone from every table, but why was it always Cho from Ravenclaw? He hung his head in defeat. Then he realized how stupid he was. The whole time, he could have asked Petra how he could talk to Cho! Why he had't thought of it before, he didn't know. He filled his plate with new resolve, and wolfed down his dinner. He watched petra keenly, and as soon as she stood up, Harry excused himself. He followed her into the hallway, then called her name.

"Petra!"

"Huh? Oh, Harry. Hi," She responded quietly.

"Hey, where's your sister been? I haven't seen her at all lately."

"Oh, just busy with prefect stuff. She's kind of like 'head prefect' in Ravenclaw, so she's been working extra hard lately, just organizing things, because Dumbledore's wanted us all to be extra cautious. She's been having Penny bring her food from meals, because she stays behind to watch the dormitories, since everyone else is gone."

"Do you think I could come up and say hi?"

"Sure, no problem."

Harry followed Petra up to the Ravenclaw common room door, another portrait.

"Slytherin est un petit lapin vesse."

"That's kinda long."

"So?"

Harry shrugged.

The door opened, and Petra led the way in. The common room was decorated in turn-of-the-century Victorian furniture. The lights were brighter than Gryffindor's room, and all the tables were glossy and polished. It had a very clean and organized look about it. The plastered white walls had strategically placed decorations, the most prominent of which was the Ravenclaw coat of arms.

"Cho? Someone's here to see you," Petra called out.

Footsteps sounded from one of the upper levels, and Cho came down a flight of steps.

"Hi Harry!" a smile spread over Cho's face.

"Hey Cho. I haven't seen you for along time, so Petra said I could come up here."

"I know, Prefect duties have gotten really crazy lately. I've missed you too," Cho said, and gave Harry a hug.

"So what have you been busy with?"

"Well, aside from classes and quidditch, I've had to constantly reorganize our prefects. I want to have them ready in case something bad happens. Since everyone is gone at meals, that's the time I can go around and make sure everything is in order, and I put up charms for all sorts of different things up too. I should be able to wrap it all up by next week, then I can have other prefects do the checking. What have you been doing?"

"Well, mostly working on potions homework, it seems," Harry made a face of distaste. "But all our prefects have had to be extra cautious, so my duties have been stepped up. Actually, we're still slacking compared to you."

"No, I think I'm just a control freak."

It was strange talking to Cho, because Harry knew what she had confided in him when she thought he was asleep. So he was looking at what she was saying from several different angles.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, there is no such thing as being too careful at a time like this," Harry scolded.

"Hm. Right. So, what are you doing after the game tomorrow? We can catch up on all this stuff then. Besides, some of my Dark Arts homework is killing me, and I know you're pretty good with it," Cho suggested.

"I don't think I'm doing anything. If I am…I'm not anymore. Where should we meet?"

"The Library should be a good place."

"Okay. See you tomorrow, and good luck at your game!" Harry said good-bye.

"Thanks. I'll kick some arse for you," Cho smiled warmly in return.