A few moments passed in silence before either of them spoke again, then, to Harry's dismay, Cho voiced the question that had been playing on his mind all night long. As she spoke, it became clear that she had been thinking it as well.
"How come neither of us managed to catch the snitch?"
Harry suddenly became aware that Cho was holding one of his hands in hers, examining a scratch that ran down his index finger. He liked the way her fingers were entwined around his.
"I dunno," he said. "Maybe it was the weather."
"Harry," said Cho "we had perfect weather."
Harry remained silent. He knew perfectly well why he had been incapable of capturing the snitch (and it had nothing to do with the weather) - but did she?
Harry looked up at Cho. Her silky black hair fell gracefully around her face. Her pale skin glowed beautifully in the moonlight. He let out a sigh. Cho looked at him.
"Well?" she said.
Harry turned away from her.
"I don't know" he replied.
Cho let go of his hand and he quickly turned back to look at her. She crossed her arms and looked him directly in the eye.
"I think you do," she said.
Harry tried hard not to blush, but it wasn't working.
"We haven't been training hard enough," she said.
"What?!"
Harry wasn't sure whether she was joking or not. He looked blankly at her - maybe this was her way of getting him to confess.
"We've been training hard enough!" he said exasperatedly.
"Well obviously not, or one of us would have got that little gold...."
Harry suddenly became annoyed. He had been training harder than ever before - and that was saying something, Harry thought, as he remembered those long gruelling sessions Wood had put him through.
"Gryffindor have been doing nothing but training!!" he snapped suddenly. "We're out there every night on the pitch, even when it's raining we're out there. We're out there far more that any other team! And I'm a good seeker, I catch that snitch every time we have practices, and even in matches I usually get it. Just because we might lose to Ravenclaw doesn't mean anything and it's not my fault that I like you!!!"
Harry slammed his hands over his mouth, he hadn't meant to say that.
Cho looked at him with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction on her face - that was what she had been trying to get him to confess.
Harry suddenly blushed scarlet and desperately tried to avoid Cho's eyes.
"I…I...." he stammered. "I didn't mean that...I....I just....I was just thinking....thinking that.....um...."
Cho didn't move, she just kept watching Harry who was becoming increasingly flustered.
"How come neither of us managed to catch the snitch?"
Harry suddenly became aware that Cho was holding one of his hands in hers, examining a scratch that ran down his index finger. He liked the way her fingers were entwined around his.
"I dunno," he said. "Maybe it was the weather."
"Harry," said Cho "we had perfect weather."
Harry remained silent. He knew perfectly well why he had been incapable of capturing the snitch (and it had nothing to do with the weather) - but did she?
Harry looked up at Cho. Her silky black hair fell gracefully around her face. Her pale skin glowed beautifully in the moonlight. He let out a sigh. Cho looked at him.
"Well?" she said.
Harry turned away from her.
"I don't know" he replied.
Cho let go of his hand and he quickly turned back to look at her. She crossed her arms and looked him directly in the eye.
"I think you do," she said.
Harry tried hard not to blush, but it wasn't working.
"We haven't been training hard enough," she said.
"What?!"
Harry wasn't sure whether she was joking or not. He looked blankly at her - maybe this was her way of getting him to confess.
"We've been training hard enough!" he said exasperatedly.
"Well obviously not, or one of us would have got that little gold...."
Harry suddenly became annoyed. He had been training harder than ever before - and that was saying something, Harry thought, as he remembered those long gruelling sessions Wood had put him through.
"Gryffindor have been doing nothing but training!!" he snapped suddenly. "We're out there every night on the pitch, even when it's raining we're out there. We're out there far more that any other team! And I'm a good seeker, I catch that snitch every time we have practices, and even in matches I usually get it. Just because we might lose to Ravenclaw doesn't mean anything and it's not my fault that I like you!!!"
Harry slammed his hands over his mouth, he hadn't meant to say that.
Cho looked at him with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction on her face - that was what she had been trying to get him to confess.
Harry suddenly blushed scarlet and desperately tried to avoid Cho's eyes.
"I…I...." he stammered. "I didn't mean that...I....I just....I was just thinking....thinking that.....um...."
Cho didn't move, she just kept watching Harry who was becoming increasingly flustered.