Chapter Three: Good ol' Diagon Alley


Disclaimer: If the Potter world belonged to us, the fifth book would be out and Cho would be the willing love slave of me, Alec6427, but it's not. A shame really.


The twenty-first rolled around eventually. On that day Harry and Ron were the only people in the Burrow who were getting their things that day. They set off alone through the fireplace to buy their supplies, meet with Hermione, and maybe run into Cho. They came in through the Leaky Cauldron where Tom was entertaining a rather large party of wizards, who were congregating around the bar, so he didn't notice Harry and Ron floo in and then leave through the alley entrance.

They went to Flourish and Blotts first and picked up their school books: Standard Book of Spells Grade Five, Advanced Transfiguration, How To Raise Animals Without Dropping Dead, What Will Come Will Come, History of Hogwarts: Updated Edition, and Talents You Never Knew You Had and How to Use Them Now That You've Wised Up. Then they went to Madame Malkins where they both got new robes--Ron using some money the Twins had given him. They restocked their potions ingredients and then went off to meet Hermione outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. On the way they passed Quality Quidditch Supplies where there was a huge crowd looking in the window at a new broom--"Its only just come out."--"Same line as the Firebolt."--"Faster though."

Harry peaked over all their heads and saw a beautifully polished broom with the word 'Lightningbolt' engraved on it in silver lettering. Harry
only paid it mind for a moment hoping that his luck with brooms would hold out, which would mean he would get one of these as a gift before the year was out. It was as he was turning to leave when he heard a sweet voice coming from near the door to the shop. "Harry, there you are."

Harry turned and smiled. "Hello, Cho."

"Have you seen the new broom?"

"Yeah, looks great. Hoping someone gets me one like what happened with the Firebolt."

"Yeah, some people get all the luck," she said with a grin. "Did you get my Parcel?"

"Yeah."

"How'd you like the gift?"

"I liked it."

"Oh, so you could figure out what it was. What a relief. So what is it?"

"I really don't know. It was nice though. Didn't know you knew my birthday."

"Everyone does."

"Err, right. Must be going. Me and Ron need to meet someone."

"Can I tag along? Seems all my friends aren't coming till the twenty-fourth."

Ron shot Harry a grin.

"S...Sure," Harry stammered out

Hermione was waiting patiently at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor with her head buried in Talents You Never Knew You Had and How to Use Them Now That You've Wised Up. When she didn't look up for five minutes after they arrived, Ron tapped her on the shoulder and cleared his throat. She looked up and said, "Hi, Harry. Hi, Ron....Hello, Cho."

"We ran into Cho outside Quality Quidditch Supplies," Harry supplied.

"You would wouldn't you," Hermione stated.

"Yeah," Cho agreed.

There was a bit of an uncomfortable silence and then Harry spoke up and said, "So Cho, how was your summer?"