~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 2: Or not……………..~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next few days weren't very happy ones for our lovely Harry. No sir-ie! Ron and Hermione were spending a lot of time with each other and less with Harry. "How about a game of Wizard's Chess?" Harry asked Ron, one rainy afternoon. Ron looked up from his Divintation homework. (That Hermione was helping him with of course.) "How about later Harry?" Harry stood and stormed up to the boys dormitory, slamming the door so hard the fat lady's picture fell off the wall outside the common room.
"Don't you think you should go talk to him Ron?" Neville asked, not bothering to look up from his potions homework. Ron looked at Hermione, who elbowed him in the ribs and muttered a quiet "Go on". Ron walked up the steps and slowly closed the door to the dormitory. "Harry?" Ron called. Ron walked into the middle of the seemingly deserted dormitory. Ron walked over to the window seat beside Seamus's bed, where Harry sat tying a letter onto Hedwig's leg. "Harry, are you alright?" Ron muttered as if he were ashamed to ask. "Wha'd you care?" Harry replied in a harsh voice, "You're the one who's been ignoring me!" Ron stared at his feet. "Who are you writing to?" He asked trying to change the subject. "Sirius. Who else?" He said as Hedwig flew out of the open window. "Did you ask her out yet?" Harry said suddenly. Ron went slightly pink. "Uh…no. I don't know how." Harry smiled as he got up. "It's time to go to the Great Hall for dinner. You wouldn't want to be late……for a very important date." Harry whispered.
The great hall's ceiling was bewitched to look like the Milky Way Galaxy. There were comets, asteroids and shooting stars zooming all over the ceiling. Students at every table stared at the ceiling in awe, with looks of amazement on their faces. At the Gryffindor table, Hermione had saved Harry and Ron seats. Ron smiled as they reached the table. "Did you get everything settled?" She whispered to Ron. "Somewhat." He said with a disgruntled look. Harry sat looking around at the other tables and their attendants.
Cho, who was in her final year at Hogwarts, walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down by Harry. "Cho?!?!" Harry said surprised. "Hey Harry." She said smiling "So have you heard about the new racing brooms?" Harry turned to Ron, who shrugged and glanced at Hermione, who was also looking very confused. "No." Cho smiled, and then took Harry's hand. "Come on, I want to tell you something." Harry looked back at Ron whose jaw dropped to the floor. Harry smirked, gestured his head toward Hermione and mouthed, "You have her remember?" Hermione looked at Harry then at Ron and rolled her eyes in disgust.
Cho and Harry walked hand in hand out of the Great Hall (which by the way attracted a lot of attention) and out into the garden. Harry looked up at Cho, only to find that she was looking back at him. "Harry I'm just gonna come strait out and say what I feel, if that's ok with you." Harry nodded in agreement. "Ever since you asked me to the Yule ball two years ago, I've been well…kind of fond of you." "What are you trying to say Cho?" Harry asked, secretly hoping that she was going to tell him that she liked him. "Well…I…I fancy you Harry." Cho said "I know that's a corny way to put it but that's how I feel." Harry stopped walking and let go of Cho's hand. Cho walked in front of Harry and kissed him on the cheek. Just then the bushes around them rustled. They froze, looking at the hedge. Had someone seen them?
The next few days weren't very happy ones for our lovely Harry. No sir-ie! Ron and Hermione were spending a lot of time with each other and less with Harry. "How about a game of Wizard's Chess?" Harry asked Ron, one rainy afternoon. Ron looked up from his Divintation homework. (That Hermione was helping him with of course.) "How about later Harry?" Harry stood and stormed up to the boys dormitory, slamming the door so hard the fat lady's picture fell off the wall outside the common room.
"Don't you think you should go talk to him Ron?" Neville asked, not bothering to look up from his potions homework. Ron looked at Hermione, who elbowed him in the ribs and muttered a quiet "Go on". Ron walked up the steps and slowly closed the door to the dormitory. "Harry?" Ron called. Ron walked into the middle of the seemingly deserted dormitory. Ron walked over to the window seat beside Seamus's bed, where Harry sat tying a letter onto Hedwig's leg. "Harry, are you alright?" Ron muttered as if he were ashamed to ask. "Wha'd you care?" Harry replied in a harsh voice, "You're the one who's been ignoring me!" Ron stared at his feet. "Who are you writing to?" He asked trying to change the subject. "Sirius. Who else?" He said as Hedwig flew out of the open window. "Did you ask her out yet?" Harry said suddenly. Ron went slightly pink. "Uh…no. I don't know how." Harry smiled as he got up. "It's time to go to the Great Hall for dinner. You wouldn't want to be late……for a very important date." Harry whispered.
The great hall's ceiling was bewitched to look like the Milky Way Galaxy. There were comets, asteroids and shooting stars zooming all over the ceiling. Students at every table stared at the ceiling in awe, with looks of amazement on their faces. At the Gryffindor table, Hermione had saved Harry and Ron seats. Ron smiled as they reached the table. "Did you get everything settled?" She whispered to Ron. "Somewhat." He said with a disgruntled look. Harry sat looking around at the other tables and their attendants.
Cho, who was in her final year at Hogwarts, walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down by Harry. "Cho?!?!" Harry said surprised. "Hey Harry." She said smiling "So have you heard about the new racing brooms?" Harry turned to Ron, who shrugged and glanced at Hermione, who was also looking very confused. "No." Cho smiled, and then took Harry's hand. "Come on, I want to tell you something." Harry looked back at Ron whose jaw dropped to the floor. Harry smirked, gestured his head toward Hermione and mouthed, "You have her remember?" Hermione looked at Harry then at Ron and rolled her eyes in disgust.
Cho and Harry walked hand in hand out of the Great Hall (which by the way attracted a lot of attention) and out into the garden. Harry looked up at Cho, only to find that she was looking back at him. "Harry I'm just gonna come strait out and say what I feel, if that's ok with you." Harry nodded in agreement. "Ever since you asked me to the Yule ball two years ago, I've been well…kind of fond of you." "What are you trying to say Cho?" Harry asked, secretly hoping that she was going to tell him that she liked him. "Well…I…I fancy you Harry." Cho said "I know that's a corny way to put it but that's how I feel." Harry stopped walking and let go of Cho's hand. Cho walked in front of Harry and kissed him on the cheek. Just then the bushes around them rustled. They froze, looking at the hedge. Had someone seen them?