Chapter Four~ Ahhh... Bliss... AGAIN?!
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Ron and Melissa were escorted first to their common rooms and McGonagall lead Harry and Cho to her office. They were all quiet, Harry and Cho stealing angry looks at each other.
In the office, McGonagall let them sit.
"Well, I don't know the real story but fighting was definitely present, am I right Mr. Potter?" she asked, turning to Harry. He nodded. "You, of all people! Fighting with a girl! Not very gentleman like! And you..." she said as she turned to Cho.
"Slapping Potter here. You know he can't and won't hurt you physically and you had to take advantage! That results in detention!" she explained. Cho lowered her head and blushed.
McGonagall sighed. "Well. You two have to go to the empty classroom next to my office everyday, for the whole week starting today, six in the evening until nine. I will check up on you from time to time." She said.
Harry and Cho opened their mouths. Three solid hours alone with the person you can't stand?
"No reactions! That is your punishment!" she said sternly. Harry and Cho closed their mouths. "Change into your uniforms and come back here tonight so I can escort you to the classroom. Dismissed." She said and they left.
Harry and Cho walked apart from each other, not speaking a word at all. Cho periodically flipped her hair from her shoulders but when Harry looked at her, she frowned at him.
Harry saw her as very pretty still, even though she sometimes made his blood boil. He was jealous when she was talking to Ron a while ago... what did that mean? Did he still like her?
Did Cho still like him after what he did? What he said? He didn't mean for those to come out. He was just so angry. Cho cried and this time, she had a reason. He insulted her and hit her nerve.
Cho turned a corner without saying anything. Harry stopped walking and looked at her. He wanted stop her. He wanted her to be with him for some reason. He just stood there, watching her black, flowy hair sway against her movements as she walked.
She was so beautiful. Harry thought then, it was good they had detention together... alone...
* * *
"Detention? But why?" Hermione asked in shock rather loudly. She was sitting on a chair by the table, Harry on his favourite squashy one and Ron beside Hermione behind books and papers.
"He and Cho had a little... argument." Ron said, completely ignoring the paperwork. Hermione cleared her throat. "I didn't drag you with me like this for nothing! I'm talking to Harry, now work!" she said sternly.
Ron grunted and buried himself in the book, Standard Book of Spells 6.
Harry gave a little laugh but removed it when Hermione eyed him. "What happened?" she asked timidly. Harry sighed and leaned forward on his seat. He told her everything that happened and Hermione gave gasps in between.
Harry just wanted to tell her to stop and just listen but he didn't out of respect for her. After the story, Hermione frowned.
"Why did you say that in the first place?" she asked now stern. Harry looked up at her. "I don't know... I just... what time is it?" he asked. Ron looked into his watch. "Five to six..." he muttered.
Harry abruptly stood up. "I have to go! I'm meeting McGonagall and Cho..." he said, forcibly changing his tone of voice when he said Cho's name. He walked to the portrait hole but then stopped as he passed a mirror.
He put his hand on the top of his head and tried to flatten his hair but to no extent. He sighed and smiled. "See you later and keep my stuff here so I can do my homework right after. Bye!" he said as he left.
Ron and Hermione eyed each other. "Since when was Harry so happy about detention?" Hermione asked. "Since Umbridge?" Ron asked sarcastically. Hermione nodded as she returned to her work. "Right... right..."
* * *
"Sit here Chang... Potter, here." McGonagall said. She pointed to a seat right in front of the blackboard and another, a seat away from the chair Cho sat at. Harry took the other one not eyeing Cho at all.
"Now. Part of the punishment is to keep you two alone here. This is help you two get used to each other and stop fighting!" she as her eyes twinkled a sinister one.
Cho looked quite nervous. Harry looked at her from the corner of his eye. "Now, no one, I repeat, NO ONE will leave the premises until nine. Stay here ONLY!" she said as she eyed both of them. "Tomorrow, Sunday, there will be no detention. The cancellation of the match is enough as a detention. Good day." McGonagall said and left Harry and Cho as silent as a graveyard.
Harry didn't want to look at her and neither did Cho. Cho looked over to the window and watched leaves fall. It was the start of November, making things much colder than it already was in the room.
Harry took out his wand out of boredom and saw a feather on the floor. He picked it up, making Cho look over to where the movement was. Harry didn't look at her.
He lifted his wand and muttered a locomotion spell. The feather moved forward and fell on the floor. Cho smiled but removed it when Harry sat back up to put the feather on the table again.
He then muttered, "Wingardium Leviosa" and the feather floated in the air. It flew higher as Harry directed it and then muttered a combustion spell. The feather burst into flames and disappeared into thin air.
Harry didn't intend for this to be something to impress Cho. It was because he was just bored. Cho on the other hand was clearly impressed. She smiled again, staring up at the place where the feather burst.
Harry looked at her and she looked at him. They then looked away.
"Show off." Cho muttered softly. Harry looked at her again. "I wasn't showing off." He said through gritted teeth. Cho gave a sarcastic grunt. "Right, I suppose, you do that in front of everyone?" she asked, her back to him.
Harry faced her. "You know, if it irritates you, I suggest you move to the other side of the room." He said. Cho looked at him. She wasn't crying like he expected her to.
"Fine then!" she said as she stood up. "Anything to give space to your already bloated head!" she said and left to the back of the room. Harry twitched.
Cho was like Lily, telling off James and his arrogance, but in this case, Harry wasn't intending to be arrogant. But even so...
Harry felt Cho watch him from the back of the room. He felt uneasy making him want to tell her to go back but it sounded like he lost to her. He sat properly on the chair and tried to concentrate on the blackboard.
Harry heard the creaking sound of a chair and looked behind him. Cho was standing up. She never looked at him and she proceeded to the back window. She stared at the grounds in an interested manner.
Harry sighed and realized that everything wasn't good. He was bored, Cho was angry with him and she was even far away from him. He expected to make amends but not right away.
Cho's footsteps were coming closer. Harry didn't look behind him. He just sat there as if busy with his school robes.
He saw Cho bend over to him. "Is it already deflated?" she asked sarcastically. Harry eyed her. "What...?" he asked. Cho giggled. "Your head." He said but she still seemed angry.
Harry frowned. "Think what you want." He muttered. Cho circled him. "The least you could do is say sorry." She said in a sickeningly peaceful manner. Harry looked up at her, trying to make his face one big scowl.
"Sorry? Why would I say that to you?" he asked as she grunted. Cho stopped walking. "For one thing, when we met at the corridors, I wanted to say sorry but you ganged up on me...
"Another, in the Great Hall, you embarrassed me in front of everyone and lastly, the pitch. You told me things that really hurt and you don't even care." She said.
Harry sighed. She was right but Harry's pride shoved him back. "No." he said. Cho eyed him. "Pardon me?" "N-o, No." Harry said. "If you don't cry all the time then I would've understood you!
"If you just told me before in Hogsmeade what was your real intention, then I would have told you how I felt." Harry said. Cho was quiet. "Tactless. That's what you are. You don't understand girls! You will never have a girlfriend the rate you are in!" she said.
Harry looked at her. "Look, we have two more hours left. Sit down and let's just get this over with." He said. Cho obeyed but she was scowling. Harry sighed to himself... the girlfriend I want is you... he thought.
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Ron and Melissa were escorted first to their common rooms and McGonagall lead Harry and Cho to her office. They were all quiet, Harry and Cho stealing angry looks at each other.
In the office, McGonagall let them sit.
"Well, I don't know the real story but fighting was definitely present, am I right Mr. Potter?" she asked, turning to Harry. He nodded. "You, of all people! Fighting with a girl! Not very gentleman like! And you..." she said as she turned to Cho.
"Slapping Potter here. You know he can't and won't hurt you physically and you had to take advantage! That results in detention!" she explained. Cho lowered her head and blushed.
McGonagall sighed. "Well. You two have to go to the empty classroom next to my office everyday, for the whole week starting today, six in the evening until nine. I will check up on you from time to time." She said.
Harry and Cho opened their mouths. Three solid hours alone with the person you can't stand?
"No reactions! That is your punishment!" she said sternly. Harry and Cho closed their mouths. "Change into your uniforms and come back here tonight so I can escort you to the classroom. Dismissed." She said and they left.
Harry and Cho walked apart from each other, not speaking a word at all. Cho periodically flipped her hair from her shoulders but when Harry looked at her, she frowned at him.
Harry saw her as very pretty still, even though she sometimes made his blood boil. He was jealous when she was talking to Ron a while ago... what did that mean? Did he still like her?
Did Cho still like him after what he did? What he said? He didn't mean for those to come out. He was just so angry. Cho cried and this time, she had a reason. He insulted her and hit her nerve.
Cho turned a corner without saying anything. Harry stopped walking and looked at her. He wanted stop her. He wanted her to be with him for some reason. He just stood there, watching her black, flowy hair sway against her movements as she walked.
She was so beautiful. Harry thought then, it was good they had detention together... alone...
* * *
"Detention? But why?" Hermione asked in shock rather loudly. She was sitting on a chair by the table, Harry on his favourite squashy one and Ron beside Hermione behind books and papers.
"He and Cho had a little... argument." Ron said, completely ignoring the paperwork. Hermione cleared her throat. "I didn't drag you with me like this for nothing! I'm talking to Harry, now work!" she said sternly.
Ron grunted and buried himself in the book, Standard Book of Spells 6.
Harry gave a little laugh but removed it when Hermione eyed him. "What happened?" she asked timidly. Harry sighed and leaned forward on his seat. He told her everything that happened and Hermione gave gasps in between.
Harry just wanted to tell her to stop and just listen but he didn't out of respect for her. After the story, Hermione frowned.
"Why did you say that in the first place?" she asked now stern. Harry looked up at her. "I don't know... I just... what time is it?" he asked. Ron looked into his watch. "Five to six..." he muttered.
Harry abruptly stood up. "I have to go! I'm meeting McGonagall and Cho..." he said, forcibly changing his tone of voice when he said Cho's name. He walked to the portrait hole but then stopped as he passed a mirror.
He put his hand on the top of his head and tried to flatten his hair but to no extent. He sighed and smiled. "See you later and keep my stuff here so I can do my homework right after. Bye!" he said as he left.
Ron and Hermione eyed each other. "Since when was Harry so happy about detention?" Hermione asked. "Since Umbridge?" Ron asked sarcastically. Hermione nodded as she returned to her work. "Right... right..."
* * *
"Sit here Chang... Potter, here." McGonagall said. She pointed to a seat right in front of the blackboard and another, a seat away from the chair Cho sat at. Harry took the other one not eyeing Cho at all.
"Now. Part of the punishment is to keep you two alone here. This is help you two get used to each other and stop fighting!" she as her eyes twinkled a sinister one.
Cho looked quite nervous. Harry looked at her from the corner of his eye. "Now, no one, I repeat, NO ONE will leave the premises until nine. Stay here ONLY!" she said as she eyed both of them. "Tomorrow, Sunday, there will be no detention. The cancellation of the match is enough as a detention. Good day." McGonagall said and left Harry and Cho as silent as a graveyard.
Harry didn't want to look at her and neither did Cho. Cho looked over to the window and watched leaves fall. It was the start of November, making things much colder than it already was in the room.
Harry took out his wand out of boredom and saw a feather on the floor. He picked it up, making Cho look over to where the movement was. Harry didn't look at her.
He lifted his wand and muttered a locomotion spell. The feather moved forward and fell on the floor. Cho smiled but removed it when Harry sat back up to put the feather on the table again.
He then muttered, "Wingardium Leviosa" and the feather floated in the air. It flew higher as Harry directed it and then muttered a combustion spell. The feather burst into flames and disappeared into thin air.
Harry didn't intend for this to be something to impress Cho. It was because he was just bored. Cho on the other hand was clearly impressed. She smiled again, staring up at the place where the feather burst.
Harry looked at her and she looked at him. They then looked away.
"Show off." Cho muttered softly. Harry looked at her again. "I wasn't showing off." He said through gritted teeth. Cho gave a sarcastic grunt. "Right, I suppose, you do that in front of everyone?" she asked, her back to him.
Harry faced her. "You know, if it irritates you, I suggest you move to the other side of the room." He said. Cho looked at him. She wasn't crying like he expected her to.
"Fine then!" she said as she stood up. "Anything to give space to your already bloated head!" she said and left to the back of the room. Harry twitched.
Cho was like Lily, telling off James and his arrogance, but in this case, Harry wasn't intending to be arrogant. But even so...
Harry felt Cho watch him from the back of the room. He felt uneasy making him want to tell her to go back but it sounded like he lost to her. He sat properly on the chair and tried to concentrate on the blackboard.
Harry heard the creaking sound of a chair and looked behind him. Cho was standing up. She never looked at him and she proceeded to the back window. She stared at the grounds in an interested manner.
Harry sighed and realized that everything wasn't good. He was bored, Cho was angry with him and she was even far away from him. He expected to make amends but not right away.
Cho's footsteps were coming closer. Harry didn't look behind him. He just sat there as if busy with his school robes.
He saw Cho bend over to him. "Is it already deflated?" she asked sarcastically. Harry eyed her. "What...?" he asked. Cho giggled. "Your head." He said but she still seemed angry.
Harry frowned. "Think what you want." He muttered. Cho circled him. "The least you could do is say sorry." She said in a sickeningly peaceful manner. Harry looked up at her, trying to make his face one big scowl.
"Sorry? Why would I say that to you?" he asked as she grunted. Cho stopped walking. "For one thing, when we met at the corridors, I wanted to say sorry but you ganged up on me...
"Another, in the Great Hall, you embarrassed me in front of everyone and lastly, the pitch. You told me things that really hurt and you don't even care." She said.
Harry sighed. She was right but Harry's pride shoved him back. "No." he said. Cho eyed him. "Pardon me?" "N-o, No." Harry said. "If you don't cry all the time then I would've understood you!
"If you just told me before in Hogsmeade what was your real intention, then I would have told you how I felt." Harry said. Cho was quiet. "Tactless. That's what you are. You don't understand girls! You will never have a girlfriend the rate you are in!" she said.
Harry looked at her. "Look, we have two more hours left. Sit down and let's just get this over with." He said. Cho obeyed but she was scowling. Harry sighed to himself... the girlfriend I want is you... he thought.
