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A/N: A huge THANK YOU to all of my reviewers. No, I haven't read OoP, yet (Mom's waiting for the paperback version to come out before she will buy it)!

"So, you want Mr. Potter to stay here because You-Know-Who has returned?" the usual snarl of Chi Chang questioned Professor Dumbledore. "Yes, Mrs. Chang," Dumbledore answered as politely as he could. He was beginning to see why Cho said Mother the way she did. "Well, Professor." a pop cut Chi off whole announcing that somebody just apparated. A moment later Lei Chang, Cho's father, walked into the room. Dumbledore arose to shake the other man's hand. "Mr. Chang," Dumbledore began to explain the situation once again. "Ever since the return of Lord Voldemort it has come to our knowledge at Hogwarts that Voldemort as gained the information on where young Mr. Potter usually stays during the summer," Lei looked at Dumbledore with a slightly raised eyebrow. "So, the other Professors and myself think that it would be better for him and his muggle relatives that he be moved to a different place," Lei raised his eyebrow a little more but remained silent, "and when you came in I was just discussing with your wife if Harry could stay here until school starts again." Lei Chang looked thoughtful for a minute then nodded his head. "Of course Harry can stay here for the rest of the summer," he told Dumbledore then looked over to Harry, "that is, if you don't mind living in a house full of girls. My son won't be coming until some time next week." "I'm fine staying here, Sir," Harry answered. If only you knew how OK it is, Harry thought to himself, if only you knew.

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By the end of the week, though, Harry was beginning to doubt if staying at the Chinese Chicken Farm was a good thing. Sure, Cho lived there and all, but whenever Harry wanted to talk to her one of the twins would say she was either at the restaurant or with the animals or flying her Comet in the orchard. He didn't even so much get to look at her and was beginning to get the feeling that she was avoiding him. And then, there was, the twins. Cho's five year old little sisters. Harry thought of them as the pop-up screens you get when you're on the internet. Annoying little things that that come up ever couple of minutes and won't leave you alone! It was always, "Harry will go out side with me?" or "Harry do these clothes fit me?" Honestly, he thought to himself as he just got away from Ling and Lang, they act worse than teenage girls!

~~~*~~~ The next morning he took his invisibility cloak out of his trunk and wrapped it around him as he left his room. Harry walked down the hall towards Cho's room hoping that she was still there. About thirty seconds Cho opened the door and stepped out. She had her broom in one hand and her school bag on her back. When she reached the stairs instead of turning to go down, she continued making her way down the hall. Odd, Harry thought, nothing's down that hall except my room and a wall. When Cho reached Harry's door she turned and started to raise her hand. Messages like, Oh shit, she's going to knock! ran through Harry's head. But, instead of knocking on the door she placed her hand on the blue and purple wall boarder. The wall slide smoothly to the side revealing a small staircase which Cho hurriedly went down. Harry rushed into his room to grab his Firebolt and stuff some unfinished work into his bag, only to rush back out into the hall again. He placed his hand on the wall just as Cho had done, and once again it slide to the side revealing the secret stairs. Harry mounted his broom and speed down the stairs not wanting to so far behind Cho that he wouldn't be able to find her. He caught up with Cho at the bottom of the stairwell when she was getting on her broom and followed silently behind her as she flew over a beautiful, secret garden to an old swing hanging from an oak tree where she got off and sat down.