Chapter 18: The Plan
After the wind stopped blowing Chanse looked down at Oliver's window, and saw that he had left. She let out a sigh and returned to her balcony. She landed down, walked inside and put her broom back in the closet. When she was done with that she walked back out onto her balcony and looked, one last time, at the night sky.
She looked at all of the courtyard, and the rooms, that she could see. Then she looked over each and every star in the dark blue sky. Then last she slowly turned her head, and looked at the moon. In the moon floated a woman...her mother. "Mom?" Chanse gasped.
Her mother didn't move from the spot in the sky, but she softly spoke to Chanse, "He loves you."
"What?" Chanse thought about it, "Who?"
"Oliver..He loves you Foxlin." Her mother slowly spoke louder, "He loves you. He has since they day you two meant...and he always will."
"But..." Chanse looked down in the courtyard and looked back up at her mother with tears in her eyes, "..he used me."
"He would, honestly, never do anything to hurt you. He would never let anyone hurt you, either." Her mother looked up then back down at her daughter, "He would die for you Foxlin...just to make you littlest bit happy." There was a moment of silence between the two of them, as a wind blew by. "He loves you...and you love him." Chanse's mother slowly faded into the moon.
"No...Mom come back!" Chanse yelled loudly.
"Who are you talking to, Chanse?" Cho said sleepily.
"Wow." Chanse whispered.
"What?" Cho said as she looked up at the moon,
"Cho you know how I didn't finish telling you why I've been so distant?"
"Yeah."
"I'm ready to tell you why." Chanse grabbed Cho's hand and walked back inside and at sat down on Chanse's bed.
About two hours later, Chanse finished telling Cho about what she had gone through earlier that year, and that Harry Potter, the boy who survived, was her brother.
"Oh Merlin." Cho gasped and put her arm around Chanse, who was busy wiping her tears. "We have to do something about this."
"No, Cho. Promise me you won't. I promised my parents I wouldn't tell Harry about me being his sister and all."
"But you promised YOU wouldn't say that you were Harry's sister. But you never promised that your friends wouldn't do it."
"But Cho....."
"Nope I don't care what you do." Cho stood up in front of Chanse, "This is causing you to much pain." Cho hugged Chanse and crawled back into her own bed.
Chanse let out a sigh and crawled into her own bed, too. "So who all knows besides, Oliver, your parents, Hagrid, Dumbledore, and me?"
"No one."
"Are you going to tell anyone else?"
"I was going to tell Angelina and Hermione."
"Are you sure you want to tell Hermione?"
"Yeah...Why?"
"Cause you know she's best friends with Harry."
"I don't care."
"Ok. As long as it doesn't bother you."
"Trust me I already thought about that. Actually I've thought about all kinds of cinereous that could happen; Harry's cool with it, Voldemort shows up, or worst case..."
"Voldemort showing up isn't the worst case?"
"No, it's not. The worse case is if Harry didn't want me to be his sister." Chanse looked down at her hands.
"Chanse that's not going to happen." Chanse looked up at Cho's smiling face, "Seriously who wouldn't want you as their older sister? Shit I would want you to be my sister." Cho smiled and thought, 'That actually would be awesome if we were sisters.'
"Yeah." Chanse laughed, and looked out the window at the moon, and then she looked over where Oliver's window was.
"So..." Chanse looked back over at Cho, with a smile, "Your mom says Oliver's loves you?"
"Yeah...It's weird because Blaise said he used her." Cho opened her mouth to say something, "but, the thing is everyone's like, 'Yeah Blaise just wants Oliver back.' But she wasn't lying to me. I can tell when people are lying...call it a sixth sense." Chanse laughed.
"So it's like he loves me," Chanse stood up and walked over to the window, and looked out on the courtyard. "But..." Chanse turned around and looked at Cho, who was still sitting on the bed, "why?"
"Chanse I wish I could tell you why, or if you used Blaise, but I can't."
"I know." Chanse sat down on the bed, and looked at the ground
"The only one who can tell you is Oliver."
Chanse looked up at the ceiling, so that she wouldn't cry, "But I can't ask him."
"Why not?"
"Because if I do, and he says he didn't use Blaise and he's not lying, then we go out he'll think that I won't be able to trust him. Or what happens if he tells me that he didn't use Blaise, and he's lying ot me?" Cho opened her mouth to say something but she stopped herself.
"I dunno." Cho whispered, and looked down at Chanse's hands. Cho looked back up at Chanse face which was fixated on the wall, "Chanse, I honestly don't know."
They sat there in silence and stared at the wall, finally, Cho broke the silence, about five minutes later, "Wait..."
"What?"
Cho turned and looked at Chanse, "So, wait, you got to see Oliver Wood in boxers?" Chanse's mouth dropped and then she began to laugh. Then Cho laughed too, "but seriously you did?"
"Yeah." Chanse blushed, "He looked good."
"Mmm mmm good? Oh baby good? Hell yeah good? Or just good?"
"He was mmm oh hell yeah baby good."
"WOW, that's good."
"Shhh, keep it down Cho. But that good." The two of them laughed.
"So, wait..."
"Yes I was in bed with him to, ok?"
"No that's not what I was going to say, but, good job there." Chanse blushed, "So you got in the Gryffindor house, right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well what you and I should do, right now, is go to the Gryffindor house, and get Hermione and Angelina and tell them about this, and then figure a way to get Harry to know you're his sister!" Cho smiled.
"Right now?"
"Right now."
"But we have the Quidditch free-for-all tomorrow, and it's already..." Chanse rolled over to her bed table and looked at the clock, "...eleven forty seven."
"So? We'll hurry over there and quickly tell them the story, quickly make a plan, and then..."
"Let me guess, quickly get back here, then QUICKLY go back to bed?"
"Yeah." Cho smiled.
Chanse looked over at her clock, thought about it, and sighed, "Ok. But let's be..."
"Quick." Cho smirked, and Chanse laughed and went and grabbed her cloak.
"Ready Cho?" Cho nodded and ran over to Chanse.
They pulled the cloak over their heads, and walked out of their room, down the stairs, out the Ravenclaw house. "I've never been out this late, and I haven't been in invisible cloak either."
"You've never snuck out, before?"
"No. Why, have you?"
"Yeah. I mean before I did it here." They walked down the rotating stairs.
"Chanse, do you know where you're going?"
"Yeah, I've been there before..." Chanse turned around and looked at Cho, with a silly angry face, "I just told you that I had."
"Oh...." Cho thought, "That's right!" Cho laughed.
"Shhh, keep it down. The cloak makes our bodies invisible, but not our voices." Cho put her hands over her mouth, and nodded.
They walked up the other side, and to the front door of the Gryffindor house. "Excuse me lady?" Chanse said as she slowly removed the cloak off of her and Cho.
The Lady rubbed her eyes and yawned, "Passwor...Oh hello there Chanse."
"Hello."
"Are you here to see Oliver? He told Sir Nicolas and me that you weren't talking to him...Is this true?"
"Yes it is, but it's a long story."
"Well, I think it's great that you came all this way to talk to him...Who's your friend?"
"Oh, this is Cho."
"Hello, um...Lady."
"I like this one, she calls me Lady too." The Fat Lady smiled at Cho.
"But Lady. We're not here to see Oliver."
"Well who then?"
"Angelina Johnson and Hermione Granger."
"Oh...Password?"
"Um..." Chanse thought a little bit, "Oddsbodokins." The Fat Lady smiled and swung open.
The girls put the cloak back over themselves and walked through the entrance.
Once inside Cho started to take off the cloak, "No. Cho, not yet." Chanse whispered loudly.
"Sorry."
Chanse turned back around and led Cho up the stairs to the girl's dorm rooms. Chanse walked down the hall passing Angelina's room. "Chanse that was Angelina's room." Cho pointed back at Angelina's door.
"I know. But we should get Hermione first, because we'll talk in Angelina's room because her roommate isn't obsessed with us. Not to mention Hermione's tinnier then Angelina."
"Good point." They continued walking down the hallway and stopped out side Hermione's room.
"Go on, Chanse." Cho said as she pushed Chanse towards the door.
"What happens if they hold me hostage?" Chanse laughed as she turned the knob.
They opened the door and the candle light from the hallway way slowly lit up the room. They walked in the room and looked around. "Which bed, Cho?"
"Which ever bed has the cleanest area." Cho laughed. They walked to the first bed, and it had a spotless area. "This has to be it." Cho smirked.
"Hermione..." Chanse whispered.
The pile of covers slowly moved around, and Chanse and Cho stepped back. The covers stopped moving and Chanse and Cho walked closer to the bed. "Hermione." They said a little louder.
The covers moved a little more, "Hermione!" Cho yelled.
"Cho, damnit, shut up." Chanse whispered.
"Sorry."
The pile of covers moved around so more, and then Hermione took off her covers. "Hello?" she whispered.
"Hermione it's Cho and me."
"Chanse?" Hermione asked as she looked around the room.
"Yeah." Chanse said as she took the cloak off her face.
"What are you doing here?"
"I needed to talk to you and Angelina."
"Couldn't it wait? You guys have the free-for-all tomorrow."
"I know...but this can't wait."
"Ok."
"Come on, get under the cloak. We're going down to Angelina's room."
"But what if we get caught." Hermione wined.
"Shut up and get under here, Hermione." Cho whispered.
"Calm down I was joking." Hermione whispered back, as she got under the cloak.
The three of them walked out of the room and down the hall to Angelina's room. Chanse slowly turned the doorknob and they all shuffled in. "Let me out from here." Cho whispered as she threw off the cloak.
They all walked over to Angelina's bed and tapped her shoulder. "Angelina?" Hermione whispered.
"Huh? What?" Angelina rubbed her eyes and looked up at the three of them. "What are you guys doing in here, at this time of night?"
"That's what I asked them." Hermione whispered.
"I need to talk to you two..."Chanse whispered.
"What about?" Angelina asked sleepily.
"Um...You sound tired." Cho sarcastically smirked.
"I wonder why Cho." Cho looked at Angelina and stuck her tongue.
"Ladies...Remember why we're here?!" Chanse hissed.
"Ladies?" Cho and Angelina looked at Chanse.
"Ok Professor McGonagall." Hermione said, while she rolled her eyes.
"Sorry...but seriously..."Chanse started say.
"Not here..."Angelina yawned, "...let's go in the bathroom and talk so that we don't wake Natalie." The girls all walk into the bathroom and sat down.
"Ok, Chanse...shine." Cho smiled.
"I wouldn't call this something to shine about, but I get what you're saying." Cho smiled and agreed.
They were in the bathroom for about two hours, when Chanse finally finished her story.
"Oh Merlin..." Hermione gasped.
"What a pig!" Angelina yelled, "I knew something wrong with him, when he didn't want to go out with me."
The rest of the group looked up at Angelina in amazement. "What? I asked him out, he said no. Now I know why, because he uses girls, and he knows I would, personal, kick his ass from here to Romania." Cho laughed.
Angelina laughed then looked up at Chanse, who was wiping tears from her eyes, "Chanse you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Chanse wiped, one last tear, and then looked up at Hermione who was staring at a tile on the floor, with a puzzled look on her face. "Hermione?"
Hermione looked up from the tile at Chanse, "Yeah?" She said in a wispy voice.
"I'm sorry, Hermione."
"Why are you sorry Chanse? I don't care. I sorry for you having to deal with not telling..."
Hermione's face lit up. She quickly stood up and ran over to Chanse, "The three of us are going to find a way for Harry to find this out, even if that means, fucking telling him myself!" Hermione quickly said.
Chanse began laughing, she looked down at her lap, and then she looked back up at Hermione, who had Angelina and Cho standing behind her.
"What time is it?" Cho asked.
"Hold on let me check..." Angelina stuck her head out the bathroom and looked at her clock, "twelve fifty nine...one o'clock."
"Chanse you and I should get to bed. Remember we have practice at nine, which gives us eight hours of sleep."
"Yeah we should go. Bye guys." Chanse stood up and hugged Hermione and Angelina.
They all walked out of the bathroom, and Chanse, Cho and Hermione all started to get under the cloak. "Wait, Hermione I want to talk to you." Angelina whispered.
Hermione came out from under the cloak and went and sat on Angelina's bed. "Can you get back to your room without us?" Chanse asked.
"I'm a big girl I'll figure a way out." Chanse smiled and threw the cloak her and Cho.
Chanse and Cho walked out of the Angelina's room, down the stairs, out the Gryffindor house, down the hallway, down the rotating stair, up the other side, in the Ravenclaw house and into their beds.
"Cho, what do you think Angelina wanted to talk to Hermione about?"
"I don't know..."
After the wind stopped blowing Chanse looked down at Oliver's window, and saw that he had left. She let out a sigh and returned to her balcony. She landed down, walked inside and put her broom back in the closet. When she was done with that she walked back out onto her balcony and looked, one last time, at the night sky.
She looked at all of the courtyard, and the rooms, that she could see. Then she looked over each and every star in the dark blue sky. Then last she slowly turned her head, and looked at the moon. In the moon floated a woman...her mother. "Mom?" Chanse gasped.
Her mother didn't move from the spot in the sky, but she softly spoke to Chanse, "He loves you."
"What?" Chanse thought about it, "Who?"
"Oliver..He loves you Foxlin." Her mother slowly spoke louder, "He loves you. He has since they day you two meant...and he always will."
"But..." Chanse looked down in the courtyard and looked back up at her mother with tears in her eyes, "..he used me."
"He would, honestly, never do anything to hurt you. He would never let anyone hurt you, either." Her mother looked up then back down at her daughter, "He would die for you Foxlin...just to make you littlest bit happy." There was a moment of silence between the two of them, as a wind blew by. "He loves you...and you love him." Chanse's mother slowly faded into the moon.
"No...Mom come back!" Chanse yelled loudly.
"Who are you talking to, Chanse?" Cho said sleepily.
"Wow." Chanse whispered.
"What?" Cho said as she looked up at the moon,
"Cho you know how I didn't finish telling you why I've been so distant?"
"Yeah."
"I'm ready to tell you why." Chanse grabbed Cho's hand and walked back inside and at sat down on Chanse's bed.
About two hours later, Chanse finished telling Cho about what she had gone through earlier that year, and that Harry Potter, the boy who survived, was her brother.
"Oh Merlin." Cho gasped and put her arm around Chanse, who was busy wiping her tears. "We have to do something about this."
"No, Cho. Promise me you won't. I promised my parents I wouldn't tell Harry about me being his sister and all."
"But you promised YOU wouldn't say that you were Harry's sister. But you never promised that your friends wouldn't do it."
"But Cho....."
"Nope I don't care what you do." Cho stood up in front of Chanse, "This is causing you to much pain." Cho hugged Chanse and crawled back into her own bed.
Chanse let out a sigh and crawled into her own bed, too. "So who all knows besides, Oliver, your parents, Hagrid, Dumbledore, and me?"
"No one."
"Are you going to tell anyone else?"
"I was going to tell Angelina and Hermione."
"Are you sure you want to tell Hermione?"
"Yeah...Why?"
"Cause you know she's best friends with Harry."
"I don't care."
"Ok. As long as it doesn't bother you."
"Trust me I already thought about that. Actually I've thought about all kinds of cinereous that could happen; Harry's cool with it, Voldemort shows up, or worst case..."
"Voldemort showing up isn't the worst case?"
"No, it's not. The worse case is if Harry didn't want me to be his sister." Chanse looked down at her hands.
"Chanse that's not going to happen." Chanse looked up at Cho's smiling face, "Seriously who wouldn't want you as their older sister? Shit I would want you to be my sister." Cho smiled and thought, 'That actually would be awesome if we were sisters.'
"Yeah." Chanse laughed, and looked out the window at the moon, and then she looked over where Oliver's window was.
"So..." Chanse looked back over at Cho, with a smile, "Your mom says Oliver's loves you?"
"Yeah...It's weird because Blaise said he used her." Cho opened her mouth to say something, "but, the thing is everyone's like, 'Yeah Blaise just wants Oliver back.' But she wasn't lying to me. I can tell when people are lying...call it a sixth sense." Chanse laughed.
"So it's like he loves me," Chanse stood up and walked over to the window, and looked out on the courtyard. "But..." Chanse turned around and looked at Cho, who was still sitting on the bed, "why?"
"Chanse I wish I could tell you why, or if you used Blaise, but I can't."
"I know." Chanse sat down on the bed, and looked at the ground
"The only one who can tell you is Oliver."
Chanse looked up at the ceiling, so that she wouldn't cry, "But I can't ask him."
"Why not?"
"Because if I do, and he says he didn't use Blaise and he's not lying, then we go out he'll think that I won't be able to trust him. Or what happens if he tells me that he didn't use Blaise, and he's lying ot me?" Cho opened her mouth to say something but she stopped herself.
"I dunno." Cho whispered, and looked down at Chanse's hands. Cho looked back up at Chanse face which was fixated on the wall, "Chanse, I honestly don't know."
They sat there in silence and stared at the wall, finally, Cho broke the silence, about five minutes later, "Wait..."
"What?"
Cho turned and looked at Chanse, "So, wait, you got to see Oliver Wood in boxers?" Chanse's mouth dropped and then she began to laugh. Then Cho laughed too, "but seriously you did?"
"Yeah." Chanse blushed, "He looked good."
"Mmm mmm good? Oh baby good? Hell yeah good? Or just good?"
"He was mmm oh hell yeah baby good."
"WOW, that's good."
"Shhh, keep it down Cho. But that good." The two of them laughed.
"So, wait..."
"Yes I was in bed with him to, ok?"
"No that's not what I was going to say, but, good job there." Chanse blushed, "So you got in the Gryffindor house, right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well what you and I should do, right now, is go to the Gryffindor house, and get Hermione and Angelina and tell them about this, and then figure a way to get Harry to know you're his sister!" Cho smiled.
"Right now?"
"Right now."
"But we have the Quidditch free-for-all tomorrow, and it's already..." Chanse rolled over to her bed table and looked at the clock, "...eleven forty seven."
"So? We'll hurry over there and quickly tell them the story, quickly make a plan, and then..."
"Let me guess, quickly get back here, then QUICKLY go back to bed?"
"Yeah." Cho smiled.
Chanse looked over at her clock, thought about it, and sighed, "Ok. But let's be..."
"Quick." Cho smirked, and Chanse laughed and went and grabbed her cloak.
"Ready Cho?" Cho nodded and ran over to Chanse.
They pulled the cloak over their heads, and walked out of their room, down the stairs, out the Ravenclaw house. "I've never been out this late, and I haven't been in invisible cloak either."
"You've never snuck out, before?"
"No. Why, have you?"
"Yeah. I mean before I did it here." They walked down the rotating stairs.
"Chanse, do you know where you're going?"
"Yeah, I've been there before..." Chanse turned around and looked at Cho, with a silly angry face, "I just told you that I had."
"Oh...." Cho thought, "That's right!" Cho laughed.
"Shhh, keep it down. The cloak makes our bodies invisible, but not our voices." Cho put her hands over her mouth, and nodded.
They walked up the other side, and to the front door of the Gryffindor house. "Excuse me lady?" Chanse said as she slowly removed the cloak off of her and Cho.
The Lady rubbed her eyes and yawned, "Passwor...Oh hello there Chanse."
"Hello."
"Are you here to see Oliver? He told Sir Nicolas and me that you weren't talking to him...Is this true?"
"Yes it is, but it's a long story."
"Well, I think it's great that you came all this way to talk to him...Who's your friend?"
"Oh, this is Cho."
"Hello, um...Lady."
"I like this one, she calls me Lady too." The Fat Lady smiled at Cho.
"But Lady. We're not here to see Oliver."
"Well who then?"
"Angelina Johnson and Hermione Granger."
"Oh...Password?"
"Um..." Chanse thought a little bit, "Oddsbodokins." The Fat Lady smiled and swung open.
The girls put the cloak back over themselves and walked through the entrance.
Once inside Cho started to take off the cloak, "No. Cho, not yet." Chanse whispered loudly.
"Sorry."
Chanse turned back around and led Cho up the stairs to the girl's dorm rooms. Chanse walked down the hall passing Angelina's room. "Chanse that was Angelina's room." Cho pointed back at Angelina's door.
"I know. But we should get Hermione first, because we'll talk in Angelina's room because her roommate isn't obsessed with us. Not to mention Hermione's tinnier then Angelina."
"Good point." They continued walking down the hallway and stopped out side Hermione's room.
"Go on, Chanse." Cho said as she pushed Chanse towards the door.
"What happens if they hold me hostage?" Chanse laughed as she turned the knob.
They opened the door and the candle light from the hallway way slowly lit up the room. They walked in the room and looked around. "Which bed, Cho?"
"Which ever bed has the cleanest area." Cho laughed. They walked to the first bed, and it had a spotless area. "This has to be it." Cho smirked.
"Hermione..." Chanse whispered.
The pile of covers slowly moved around, and Chanse and Cho stepped back. The covers stopped moving and Chanse and Cho walked closer to the bed. "Hermione." They said a little louder.
The covers moved a little more, "Hermione!" Cho yelled.
"Cho, damnit, shut up." Chanse whispered.
"Sorry."
The pile of covers moved around so more, and then Hermione took off her covers. "Hello?" she whispered.
"Hermione it's Cho and me."
"Chanse?" Hermione asked as she looked around the room.
"Yeah." Chanse said as she took the cloak off her face.
"What are you doing here?"
"I needed to talk to you and Angelina."
"Couldn't it wait? You guys have the free-for-all tomorrow."
"I know...but this can't wait."
"Ok."
"Come on, get under the cloak. We're going down to Angelina's room."
"But what if we get caught." Hermione wined.
"Shut up and get under here, Hermione." Cho whispered.
"Calm down I was joking." Hermione whispered back, as she got under the cloak.
The three of them walked out of the room and down the hall to Angelina's room. Chanse slowly turned the doorknob and they all shuffled in. "Let me out from here." Cho whispered as she threw off the cloak.
They all walked over to Angelina's bed and tapped her shoulder. "Angelina?" Hermione whispered.
"Huh? What?" Angelina rubbed her eyes and looked up at the three of them. "What are you guys doing in here, at this time of night?"
"That's what I asked them." Hermione whispered.
"I need to talk to you two..."Chanse whispered.
"What about?" Angelina asked sleepily.
"Um...You sound tired." Cho sarcastically smirked.
"I wonder why Cho." Cho looked at Angelina and stuck her tongue.
"Ladies...Remember why we're here?!" Chanse hissed.
"Ladies?" Cho and Angelina looked at Chanse.
"Ok Professor McGonagall." Hermione said, while she rolled her eyes.
"Sorry...but seriously..."Chanse started say.
"Not here..."Angelina yawned, "...let's go in the bathroom and talk so that we don't wake Natalie." The girls all walk into the bathroom and sat down.
"Ok, Chanse...shine." Cho smiled.
"I wouldn't call this something to shine about, but I get what you're saying." Cho smiled and agreed.
They were in the bathroom for about two hours, when Chanse finally finished her story.
"Oh Merlin..." Hermione gasped.
"What a pig!" Angelina yelled, "I knew something wrong with him, when he didn't want to go out with me."
The rest of the group looked up at Angelina in amazement. "What? I asked him out, he said no. Now I know why, because he uses girls, and he knows I would, personal, kick his ass from here to Romania." Cho laughed.
Angelina laughed then looked up at Chanse, who was wiping tears from her eyes, "Chanse you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Chanse wiped, one last tear, and then looked up at Hermione who was staring at a tile on the floor, with a puzzled look on her face. "Hermione?"
Hermione looked up from the tile at Chanse, "Yeah?" She said in a wispy voice.
"I'm sorry, Hermione."
"Why are you sorry Chanse? I don't care. I sorry for you having to deal with not telling..."
Hermione's face lit up. She quickly stood up and ran over to Chanse, "The three of us are going to find a way for Harry to find this out, even if that means, fucking telling him myself!" Hermione quickly said.
Chanse began laughing, she looked down at her lap, and then she looked back up at Hermione, who had Angelina and Cho standing behind her.
"What time is it?" Cho asked.
"Hold on let me check..." Angelina stuck her head out the bathroom and looked at her clock, "twelve fifty nine...one o'clock."
"Chanse you and I should get to bed. Remember we have practice at nine, which gives us eight hours of sleep."
"Yeah we should go. Bye guys." Chanse stood up and hugged Hermione and Angelina.
They all walked out of the bathroom, and Chanse, Cho and Hermione all started to get under the cloak. "Wait, Hermione I want to talk to you." Angelina whispered.
Hermione came out from under the cloak and went and sat on Angelina's bed. "Can you get back to your room without us?" Chanse asked.
"I'm a big girl I'll figure a way out." Chanse smiled and threw the cloak her and Cho.
Chanse and Cho walked out of the Angelina's room, down the stairs, out the Gryffindor house, down the hallway, down the rotating stair, up the other side, in the Ravenclaw house and into their beds.
"Cho, what do you think Angelina wanted to talk to Hermione about?"
"I don't know..."