Disclaimer: I own absolutely none of the characters in this fic and yes,
I know, Severus Snape is probably way too old for Cho in real life. But in
this fic, he's 30 and Cho's 18. Snape's played by Alan Rickman, anyways,
so we don't have to worry about him getting too old. (right JoeBob1379? I
agree. Alan Rickman is WAY too sexy to be considered old).
AN: Lina Lupin, in this chapter there is more of your 'washed hair
Severus'. I guarantee it. Jocelynn, I'm continuing. Yes. Sorry. My
muse was on vacation. Devotion's Sorrow, yeah, I know, in real life Snape
would so NOT try to do all of what he's doing just to get a couple of
girls. But in this fic, he is. Aiyah, I'm sorry. But Harry is just going
to have to go. Ptolemy knows how damn sorry I am, but this IS a
Cho/Severus fic. If you want Harry to get a girl, please see A Harryish
Saga. And this AN is getting WAY too long so-
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho was up in the Ravenclaw dormitory, getting ready. She had gone shopping recently, and her dress robes consisted of black silk covered in sparkly black gauze. She had curled her hair into ringlets, and put it up, with a single curl falling out. She had on some really dark makeup, and as she looked in the mirror, she actually smiled. For once, she could approve of the way she looked.
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She met Harry just outside her dorm. She grinned at his look of shock. It actually looked kind of cute on him. Or maybe she was just getting used to it. Seeing as she saw it so much. (an: did that sound just a TAD bit confusing to some people? Cuz I wrote it and it's confusing me.)
"Hey Harry. You know, you look pretty cute in those robes." Cho meant it. Cute in a baby sort of way. He was wearing emerald green robes. They really brought out his eyes. She saw him turn a vibrant pink before she heard him gasp out: "You look GORGEOUS."
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They were walking along the Main Corridor, when Padma Patil and her date walked straight into them.
"Oh, hi Padma," sighed Cho. It was inevitable. She would bet 10 galleons that Padma had forced her date to collide with them. And just who WAS her date? She looked closer, but before she could place him, she heard Harry gasp again.
"Ron?"
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"Hi Harry," said Ron as he blushed a vermilion red.
"So THAT'S why you wouldn't tell me who asked you to the Ball! You were too scared I would laugh right into your face!"
"Excuse me?" said Padma, butting in, "But I didn't ask Ron? Ron asked me? When he heard there was going to be a ball? I was the first girl he asked?"
"What?!" yelled Harry, "He told you THAT?!"
"Yes?"
"Well, hate to break it to you, Padma, but Hermione was the first girl he asked. But unfortunately, Hermione had about 20 guys ask her. You know, since she had all her makeovers. And she's going with-"
"Draco Malfoy," sighed Ron, looking so gloomy, Cho thought his head would turn gray
Padma turned a bright pink and whirled around to Ron. "So what number was I?"
"Uh, 27 I think. You might have been 30, I'm not sure. I think I accidentally asked Hermione more than once."
"OH YOU?" yelled Padma before slapping him. Then she smiled brightly at Ron and replied, "well, glad to be of service, Ronnie."
Ron gulped at the 'Ronnie'. A schizophrenic (an: that's having 2 personalities in one body) girl who had reasons to kill him was not going to be a pleasurable date.
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The two couples got into the Great Hall, barely before the doors closed. To their amazement, the torches shone like black lights, there were colored circles of light bouncing around the Hall, and there was VERY modern music being played.
"Ah yes," cried Dumbledore, "It is my pleasure to surprise you all with this modern version of a ball. Dance all you want. We Professors are only here as chaperones. Though I might add that any obscene actions will be crushed completely."
The students gaped at that. Did that mean no grinding? What was a dance party without grinding?
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An hour later, Cho was severely flushed. She was about ready to drop. Harry was a great dancer. She had had lots of dances with lots of guys. But she really wanted some of the punch. She whispered to Harry what she was going to do, and headed off to the punch.
She was ladling herself a cup of the magenta drink when she heard someone behind her, whispering silkily.
"Here .let me do that"
Cho nearly jumped out of her skin. She didn't know any guy at Hogwarts who could sound that sexy. Unless it was-
"Oh, hello Professor Snape." She said as she turned around. "Thank you" she mumbled as she took back her goblet of punch, WHICH she noticed there was not one dribble on.
"Yes," he sighed sexily, "you spill quite a lot in my class-I would not want you getting punch all over your pretty robes." He eyed her robes with an approving glance. Where had Chang gone and gotten such a figure? Especially in those black clingy robes. Did she KNOW how good she looked?
"Oh. Right." Mumbled Cho looking down at her robes. Was he looking at something in particular? Well, any other guy, she might have slapped them, but she couldn't exactly slap a professor. "So .Professor ."
"Yes?"
"Do you know how do dance?"
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15 minutes later, Cho was STILL dancing with Snape. She was having the time of her life. Snape could DANCE. Like SERIOUSLY. She was in heaven. An extremely hot guy was dancing with her. She was at a dance party. And she hadn't spilled anything on or ripped her robes. She was aware of all the staring that was directed towards her, but she ignored it. She really didn't care. Since Snape was so hot. Suddenly, the music slowed down.
"Wh-what? What happened?" Cho asked confused.
"It's a slow song, Chang."
"O-Oh." Well. She knew Snape thought she was a complete and utter idiot, but now she must have proved his opinion even more.
"So slow dance with me."
"R-right." Her heart started to beat faster as he slid his hands around her waist. She placed her arms around his neck. They started swaying to the beat of the music. She sighed as she leaned against him. It was just a reflex (an: my perverted evil twin wanted to put a 'currently' after that reflex-so put it if you want). She was exhausted from all that dancing. She barely noticed that she was so close to Snape that a person couldn't fit a piece of paper in between them.
Snape's grip had tightened because of one thing: his serious déjà vu. This was exactly like that dream of his. He was silently cursing Cupid for firing an arrow at him. Cho Chang? The girl was his student. He was her professor. There was absolutely no WAY she was going to be attracted to him. Or at least, that was what he thought. But then she leaned against him. With an adorable little sigh. Snape looked down at the immensely attractive female that he was holding. He decided to do it.
The song gave one more wavering note. Cho was about to let go, when she realized that she didn't want to let go. It felt too nice. She looked up at Snape. Then she FINALLY realized that he was still gripping her. Suddenly, he pulled her even closer, and kissed her. Softly. Just for a second. Snape was looking at her, slightly frightened and confused. Did he think she didn't want to? HELL NO. so she pulled herself up and started a serious snog. Which he happily continued.
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AN: I DID IT! I FINALLY DID IT! THEY KISSED! WOO-HOO! OK. I'll stop now. If you review. And yes, I know, wicked of me to leave Harry hanging like that. But oh well. Review, por favor. Please. PLEASE? Tell me what you think. I am giving you permission to flame or praise. Or both. Is that possible? Never mind. Just review please.
~Fic Starts Here~
Cho was up in the Ravenclaw dormitory, getting ready. She had gone shopping recently, and her dress robes consisted of black silk covered in sparkly black gauze. She had curled her hair into ringlets, and put it up, with a single curl falling out. She had on some really dark makeup, and as she looked in the mirror, she actually smiled. For once, she could approve of the way she looked.
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She met Harry just outside her dorm. She grinned at his look of shock. It actually looked kind of cute on him. Or maybe she was just getting used to it. Seeing as she saw it so much. (an: did that sound just a TAD bit confusing to some people? Cuz I wrote it and it's confusing me.)
"Hey Harry. You know, you look pretty cute in those robes." Cho meant it. Cute in a baby sort of way. He was wearing emerald green robes. They really brought out his eyes. She saw him turn a vibrant pink before she heard him gasp out: "You look GORGEOUS."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They were walking along the Main Corridor, when Padma Patil and her date walked straight into them.
"Oh, hi Padma," sighed Cho. It was inevitable. She would bet 10 galleons that Padma had forced her date to collide with them. And just who WAS her date? She looked closer, but before she could place him, she heard Harry gasp again.
"Ron?"
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"Hi Harry," said Ron as he blushed a vermilion red.
"So THAT'S why you wouldn't tell me who asked you to the Ball! You were too scared I would laugh right into your face!"
"Excuse me?" said Padma, butting in, "But I didn't ask Ron? Ron asked me? When he heard there was going to be a ball? I was the first girl he asked?"
"What?!" yelled Harry, "He told you THAT?!"
"Yes?"
"Well, hate to break it to you, Padma, but Hermione was the first girl he asked. But unfortunately, Hermione had about 20 guys ask her. You know, since she had all her makeovers. And she's going with-"
"Draco Malfoy," sighed Ron, looking so gloomy, Cho thought his head would turn gray
Padma turned a bright pink and whirled around to Ron. "So what number was I?"
"Uh, 27 I think. You might have been 30, I'm not sure. I think I accidentally asked Hermione more than once."
"OH YOU?" yelled Padma before slapping him. Then she smiled brightly at Ron and replied, "well, glad to be of service, Ronnie."
Ron gulped at the 'Ronnie'. A schizophrenic (an: that's having 2 personalities in one body) girl who had reasons to kill him was not going to be a pleasurable date.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The two couples got into the Great Hall, barely before the doors closed. To their amazement, the torches shone like black lights, there were colored circles of light bouncing around the Hall, and there was VERY modern music being played.
"Ah yes," cried Dumbledore, "It is my pleasure to surprise you all with this modern version of a ball. Dance all you want. We Professors are only here as chaperones. Though I might add that any obscene actions will be crushed completely."
The students gaped at that. Did that mean no grinding? What was a dance party without grinding?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
An hour later, Cho was severely flushed. She was about ready to drop. Harry was a great dancer. She had had lots of dances with lots of guys. But she really wanted some of the punch. She whispered to Harry what she was going to do, and headed off to the punch.
She was ladling herself a cup of the magenta drink when she heard someone behind her, whispering silkily.
"Here .let me do that"
Cho nearly jumped out of her skin. She didn't know any guy at Hogwarts who could sound that sexy. Unless it was-
"Oh, hello Professor Snape." She said as she turned around. "Thank you" she mumbled as she took back her goblet of punch, WHICH she noticed there was not one dribble on.
"Yes," he sighed sexily, "you spill quite a lot in my class-I would not want you getting punch all over your pretty robes." He eyed her robes with an approving glance. Where had Chang gone and gotten such a figure? Especially in those black clingy robes. Did she KNOW how good she looked?
"Oh. Right." Mumbled Cho looking down at her robes. Was he looking at something in particular? Well, any other guy, she might have slapped them, but she couldn't exactly slap a professor. "So .Professor ."
"Yes?"
"Do you know how do dance?"
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15 minutes later, Cho was STILL dancing with Snape. She was having the time of her life. Snape could DANCE. Like SERIOUSLY. She was in heaven. An extremely hot guy was dancing with her. She was at a dance party. And she hadn't spilled anything on or ripped her robes. She was aware of all the staring that was directed towards her, but she ignored it. She really didn't care. Since Snape was so hot. Suddenly, the music slowed down.
"Wh-what? What happened?" Cho asked confused.
"It's a slow song, Chang."
"O-Oh." Well. She knew Snape thought she was a complete and utter idiot, but now she must have proved his opinion even more.
"So slow dance with me."
"R-right." Her heart started to beat faster as he slid his hands around her waist. She placed her arms around his neck. They started swaying to the beat of the music. She sighed as she leaned against him. It was just a reflex (an: my perverted evil twin wanted to put a 'currently' after that reflex-so put it if you want). She was exhausted from all that dancing. She barely noticed that she was so close to Snape that a person couldn't fit a piece of paper in between them.
Snape's grip had tightened because of one thing: his serious déjà vu. This was exactly like that dream of his. He was silently cursing Cupid for firing an arrow at him. Cho Chang? The girl was his student. He was her professor. There was absolutely no WAY she was going to be attracted to him. Or at least, that was what he thought. But then she leaned against him. With an adorable little sigh. Snape looked down at the immensely attractive female that he was holding. He decided to do it.
The song gave one more wavering note. Cho was about to let go, when she realized that she didn't want to let go. It felt too nice. She looked up at Snape. Then she FINALLY realized that he was still gripping her. Suddenly, he pulled her even closer, and kissed her. Softly. Just for a second. Snape was looking at her, slightly frightened and confused. Did he think she didn't want to? HELL NO. so she pulled herself up and started a serious snog. Which he happily continued.
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AN: I DID IT! I FINALLY DID IT! THEY KISSED! WOO-HOO! OK. I'll stop now. If you review. And yes, I know, wicked of me to leave Harry hanging like that. But oh well. Review, por favor. Please. PLEASE? Tell me what you think. I am giving you permission to flame or praise. Or both. Is that possible? Never mind. Just review please.