Disclaimer: I own absolutely none of the characters in this fic, and yes,
I know. Snape is too old for Cho. Not in this fic. He's supposed to be
30. And she's supposed to be 18. And anyways, Snape IS played by Alan
Rickman. Who, as I personally think, is way too sexy to be considered old.
SO .
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho was still in a daze. Aphrodite be cursed. Snape was so NOT supposed to be all hot. Hello? The guy was kinda too old for her. Well, actually, he was about 30, and she was 18, so that made only 12 years of a difference. But that was still OK. Right? NO! AACK! WHAT had she been THINKING? That Snape wasn't too old for her? OK, so he WASN'T, but that was beside the point. It was Snape for Morgana's sake. She shook her head. She had some serious hormonal business to clear up.
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"Cho! Cho! Wait up!" squealed someone behind Cho.
"What? Oh, hi Padma." Sighed Cho. Padma Patil annoyed her greatly. How Padma got into Ravenclaw was one of the great mysteries of the world. Seriously. The girl should have been born blond. With blond highlights. The girl was a total airhead. Like as in balloon.
"So, like, have you heard? About the homecoming ball? Like that there's gonna be one? Isn't that cool? And it's gonna be held in the Great Hall? On September 10? You know?" Padma squealed.
Cho sighed. Padma Patil was one of those supremely annoying people who happened to talk in questions and squeals. If not both at the same time. "No, I didn't know. How formal is it?"
"Uh, duh? Like, it wouldn't be a BALL if it wasn't formal? I mean, are you OK? Like, wake up?" Padma giggled shrilly.
"Oh, um, right. So, like, dress robes?"
"Yeah, like, of course? What else would we be wearing? Our school uniform?"
"Um, no .just wanted to ask."
"Well, OK? So did anyone ask you yet?"
"Um, no .if they had, I would have KNOWN about the ball, right?"
"Oh, right? I knew that? Totally? So like, we should talk? You know? About what to wear? We should get together? To you know, prepare? Because I'm pretty sure that Harry's gonna ask me this year?" Padma hinted not-so-subtly.
Cho rolled her eyes. Everyone knew that Harry kind of fancied her. And she kind of fancied back. Well, maybe not anymore. Snape was kind of hot .NO. BAD Cho. Romancing teachers was a decided BAD. That was spelled capital B-A-D. She turned sharply to Padma. "Well, Padma, sorry to dash your hopes, but Harry and I have a VERY intimate relationship .despite what you may think about your looks." Cho raised an eyebrow at Padma's shocked expression. And walked straight into Harry.
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Cho sat up shocked. And wanted direly to crack up at Harry's expression. He looked so confused. She shot him a "play along" look and stood up as she continued. "Oh, Harry, it's MARVELOUS to see you .I was just telling Padma about how INTIMATE we were .you know, this summer, especially after you saved me from a broom fall ."
Harry looked blankly at her. She shot him another look as he finally got it. "OH! Er, yeah, um, yeah, the one where you fell getting the snitch in Quidditch Summer League-"
"-And the referees couldn't decide which seeker won-the one who caught the snitch outright, or the one that caught the seeker and the snitch .that was so HILARIOUS wasn't it?"
Harry grinned. "Yeah."
Cho turned to Padma. "And afterwards, he totally kissed me. IN THE AIR. On his Firebolt. It was SO ROMANTIC."
Cho sent Harry a flirtatious look which sent a crimson anger across Padma's face, before she stormed away in the opposite direction. Cho winked at Harry. "Thanks, Harry. She was kind of getting on my nerves. Some talk about you asking her to the homecoming ball?"
Harry paled. "HER?" he gulped, "She'd swallow me whole!"
Cho grinned. She decided to take a risk. "So .how about we make it true?"
"Huh?"
"Do you want to go to the ball with me?"
Harry grinned. "Sure."
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AN: Review sil vous plait. If my French is correct. Aww, screw my French. Review por favor. Or, in English, Review please. I need it.
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho was still in a daze. Aphrodite be cursed. Snape was so NOT supposed to be all hot. Hello? The guy was kinda too old for her. Well, actually, he was about 30, and she was 18, so that made only 12 years of a difference. But that was still OK. Right? NO! AACK! WHAT had she been THINKING? That Snape wasn't too old for her? OK, so he WASN'T, but that was beside the point. It was Snape for Morgana's sake. She shook her head. She had some serious hormonal business to clear up.
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"Cho! Cho! Wait up!" squealed someone behind Cho.
"What? Oh, hi Padma." Sighed Cho. Padma Patil annoyed her greatly. How Padma got into Ravenclaw was one of the great mysteries of the world. Seriously. The girl should have been born blond. With blond highlights. The girl was a total airhead. Like as in balloon.
"So, like, have you heard? About the homecoming ball? Like that there's gonna be one? Isn't that cool? And it's gonna be held in the Great Hall? On September 10? You know?" Padma squealed.
Cho sighed. Padma Patil was one of those supremely annoying people who happened to talk in questions and squeals. If not both at the same time. "No, I didn't know. How formal is it?"
"Uh, duh? Like, it wouldn't be a BALL if it wasn't formal? I mean, are you OK? Like, wake up?" Padma giggled shrilly.
"Oh, um, right. So, like, dress robes?"
"Yeah, like, of course? What else would we be wearing? Our school uniform?"
"Um, no .just wanted to ask."
"Well, OK? So did anyone ask you yet?"
"Um, no .if they had, I would have KNOWN about the ball, right?"
"Oh, right? I knew that? Totally? So like, we should talk? You know? About what to wear? We should get together? To you know, prepare? Because I'm pretty sure that Harry's gonna ask me this year?" Padma hinted not-so-subtly.
Cho rolled her eyes. Everyone knew that Harry kind of fancied her. And she kind of fancied back. Well, maybe not anymore. Snape was kind of hot .NO. BAD Cho. Romancing teachers was a decided BAD. That was spelled capital B-A-D. She turned sharply to Padma. "Well, Padma, sorry to dash your hopes, but Harry and I have a VERY intimate relationship .despite what you may think about your looks." Cho raised an eyebrow at Padma's shocked expression. And walked straight into Harry.
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Cho sat up shocked. And wanted direly to crack up at Harry's expression. He looked so confused. She shot him a "play along" look and stood up as she continued. "Oh, Harry, it's MARVELOUS to see you .I was just telling Padma about how INTIMATE we were .you know, this summer, especially after you saved me from a broom fall ."
Harry looked blankly at her. She shot him another look as he finally got it. "OH! Er, yeah, um, yeah, the one where you fell getting the snitch in Quidditch Summer League-"
"-And the referees couldn't decide which seeker won-the one who caught the snitch outright, or the one that caught the seeker and the snitch .that was so HILARIOUS wasn't it?"
Harry grinned. "Yeah."
Cho turned to Padma. "And afterwards, he totally kissed me. IN THE AIR. On his Firebolt. It was SO ROMANTIC."
Cho sent Harry a flirtatious look which sent a crimson anger across Padma's face, before she stormed away in the opposite direction. Cho winked at Harry. "Thanks, Harry. She was kind of getting on my nerves. Some talk about you asking her to the homecoming ball?"
Harry paled. "HER?" he gulped, "She'd swallow me whole!"
Cho grinned. She decided to take a risk. "So .how about we make it true?"
"Huh?"
"Do you want to go to the ball with me?"
Harry grinned. "Sure."
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AN: Review sil vous plait. If my French is correct. Aww, screw my French. Review por favor. Or, in English, Review please. I need it.