"Love Is In The Air"

By Jonathon Riley

Chapter 1

Harry looked down the pitch.  He saw Fred bat the bludger away and toward Herman Yule of the Ravenclaw team.  The black ball flew through the air and struck Herman in the stomach.  He lurched and then fell to the ground.  Madam Hooch ran over to him and pulled him off to the side where Mrs. Pomfrey began waving her wand at the 4th year keeper.  Going back to the game Harry scanned the perimeter of the quidditch field.  He saw Cho flying full speed toward the Gryffindor side of the pitch.  Glancing over there he saw the Snitch.  Turning as hard as his Firebolt could handle he flew full speed at the small gold ball.

            Cho turned her head and saw Harry gaining on her.  Suddenly the snitch flew off sideways and she turned so sharp her hands almost slipped off the handle.  She looked over and saw Harry flying right next to her.  He had second guessed the snitch and had turned early.  She mock snarled at him.  She wanted to be mad, but she couldn't be mad at him.  The snitch dropped to the ground and they were zooming at the ground, its bright greenness rapidly approaching.  Harry looked over and saw that Cho wasn't going to be able to pull out so, he stuck his foot out, and kicked her broom up and she flew off parallel to the ground. 

            Harry looked down and suddenly remembered that he needed to pull out of the dive, skimming centimeters off the ground he felt his toes brush past a few stray blades of grass.  About 10 feet in front of him flying right at the snitch was Cho.  He pushed his broomstick forward and it zoomed off behind her.  She was reaching out toward the snitch when a blur of crimson flashed in her peripheral vision.  It was Harry, of course, the 5th year Gryffindor seeker.  He always caught the snitch when he played.  Cho thought fast.  "Wanna go out sometime?" she said.  Looking over she caught his eye and winked at him; his jaw dropped and he lost concentration on the snitch.  Seeing her opening she reached out and snatched the small gold ball, its wings beating fast against her fingers. 

The crowd went wild as she flew high into the air to join her teammates waving her fist high above her head.  Looking down at Harry, who was dumbstruck she winked again and smiled.  After seeing him smile back she returned to celebrating with her teammates.

            Back in the locker room George patted Harry on the back and said, "Hey, we only lost by 50 points, we can still come back, we can beat Slytherin no problem, since they don't have any cute girls to grab your attention."

            Harry's face was bright scarlet, the same color as his robes and Katie Bell poked him in the cheek.  "Harry's got a crush on Cho, how cute."  Angelina and Alicia joined her in giggling, to which Fred and George shook their heads.  Harry looked around and saw Colin Creevy sitting in the back.

Rushing over to their brand new keeper, he smiled and said, "Good job Colin, you really kept those Ravenclaws from scoring a lot, best keeper I've seen in a while."

            Colin looked up at his idol Harry Potter, the boy who lived, and smiled.  "Really?" he asked.

Harry quickly replied, "Yeah, right guys?"

The whole team cheered Colin on, who had managed to keep the Ravenclaw score down to 20 points before Cho had caught the snitch.  Harry changed into his normal black robes and grabbed his broom as he walked toward the school.  Once inside he turned toward Gryffindor tower and saw the painting of the Fat Lady rapidly approaching.  Suddenly he felt his arm being grabbed and he was pulled to the side.  Instinctively reaching for his wand he grabbed it, but then noticed who had grabbed him.  It was Cho, she was smiling brightly.

            "I was serious Harry, what I said out on the field," she told him.

            Harry turned a bright red and stuttered out, "rr-really?"

            Giggling she whapped his arm gently, "Of course!"

            Harry put on his best smile and said, "Okay, um...er...when do you want to go out?"

            "How about tomorrow, classes are cancelled so we can go to Hogsmeade."

            "I'd love too, Cho...um see you at breakfast?"

            "Okay, see you then," she then turned and stepped out from behind the corner.  She quickly turned around and kissed Harry full on the lips.  After a few seconds she pulled away bright pink and ran off.  Harry stood there for a minute composing himself.  He grabbed his arm and gave it a sharp pinch.

            "Ow!"

            Okay, this was real, Harry's dreams had a way of coming true a lot, maybe Madam Trelawney was right and he had a gift for Divination...Nah he thought, it's all a bunch of baloney.  Divination isn't real, Madam Trelawney is just inhaling too many fumes from her "candles".  Harry chuckled at this.  He would have to remember to tell Ron his new thoughts on Madam Trelawney.

            "Babblefish," he said and the Fat Lady's picture swung open and he walked into the common room.  Ron and Hermione were sitting at a table going over A Standard Book of Spells Grade 5.  As usual, Ron was scratching his head as Hermione explained things to him.  Tapping Ron on the shoulder, Harry startled him.

            "Too bad about the game, why'd you let her get the snitch?" Ron asked after catching his breath.

            "Um...I'll explain later on tonight," Harry said, nodding his head toward Hermione, who noticed and rolled her eyes.

            "We all know about your crush on Cho, Harry, you aren't that good at hiding your feelings for her.  You let her win, so she'd like you more, isn't that right?" Hermione said, suddenly joining the conversation.

            "Well, yeah, sorta...well I didn't let her win, she surprised me, a lot."

            "What did she do Harry?" Ron asked, wondering what could have surprised him so much he forgot about Quidditch.

            "Well...um...she sorta asked me out..."

            "Oh ok..." Ron said before doing a double-take and saying, "What, really, wow!  She was just pulling your leg though, right, or does she really want to go out?"

            "She wasn't joking, she really does want to go out."

            "Wow, Harry, I'm so happy for you.  I guess after Cedric...well you know, I guess she got lonely.  Well anyways, where all do you want to go at Hogsmeade tomorrow...?" Hermione said calmly.

            "Well, I was sorta gonna spend the day with Cho, you know..."

            "Oh ok, we understand, right Ron?"

            "Yeah Hermione, well I guess it's just you and me tomorrow...What do you want to do?"

            "I don't know, same as we always do, visit the candy store, get some butterbeer, you know, same as always."

            "Oh ok, yeah me too," Ron said.  Harry thought he saw him wink, but pushed it out of his mind.  Then he saw Hermione wink back at Ron, who was blushing slightly.

            Hermione suddenly turned red as she noticed that Harry saw their winking.

            "What's going on you two?"

            "Oh, nothing, you know, we're just doing things that friends do..." Ron quickly replied. 

            "Nothing?!  Friends?!  I thought we were more than that Ronald Weasley!" Hermione yelled at Ron as she grabbed her books and ran off toward the girls' dorm.

            "Is there something you want to tell me Ron?" Harry asked his 15 year old red-haired best friend.

            "Um...well...you remember how Hermione stayed with us a few months over the summer...?"

            "Yeah, go on, I'm listening..."

            "Well, we sorta started to go out, said it should be a secret for a while, I better go talk to her before she starts crying...remember first year?"

            "I never would have guessed that you two were going out...right under my very nose, well congratulations, I guess she got over Viktor Krum dumping her."

            "Viktor didn't dump her, she dumped him...for...well for me..."

            "No way!  Wow!  Well, get off you, don't want her crying to attract another troll now do we?"

            Harry sat down as Ron ran off towards the girls' dorm and up the stairs to the 5th year room.  Sighing, Harry looked down at Ron's spell book and his eyes went wide as he remembered he had homework in Defense Against the Dark Arts.  Professor Snape had given them lots of homework this weekend, since he knew Harry would be playing Quidditch.  Growling in his mind he ran up to his room and pulled his books out of his trunk.  Grabbing a quill and a parchment he ran back downstairs and saw Ron and Hermione sitting at the table once again, now holding hands and Ron wiping a tear from her eye.  Ron looked up and saw Harry watching them and blushed, so did Hermione.

            "Sorry we didn't tell you Harry, we weren't sure what you'd say," Hermione said through sniffles.

            "It's okay guys, I did sorta see you two as a pair, perfect for each other in everyway.  I'm happy for you both."

            Hermione and Ron looked at each other and smiled and then back at Harry who was also smiling.  Harry suddenly had an image of what their kids would look like...He chuckled.

            "What's so funny, Harry?" Hermione questioned him.

            "Nothing, just picturing your kids..." Harry answered with a grin.

            Suddenly both Hermione and Ron were a deep maroon, which just made Harry laugh again.  Hermione whapped him in the arm and he bit his lip to keep from laughing.  Ron wrapped his arm around her and she leaned on his shoulder, smiling contently.

            Harry flung his books open and began pouring through it, looking for ways to  contract lycanthropy.  If the full moon weren't out, he'd ask Lupin, but it was, so going to see him would not be safe, not even with his godfather Sirius around.  He was glad to have him around, there to help him when he needed it, or just be there to tell him about his parents.  He fell asleep reading the book with his head in between the pages.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters created by J.K. Rowling.  I am not making a profit from this story, I am just writing it for fun.  Please do not sue me, or copy my work.  Herman Yule, however, is my own personal creation, so don't use it, without written permision from myself.  Any likenesses to any persons, living or dead, is coincidental.