A/N: Once again thank you to everyone who reviewed or anyone who reads this story really. Sorry for not updating lately because I've been in West Virginia/Ohio and had no internet *sniff*. Now, if you would like to find out about the secret garden read on, oh brave and fearless reader!

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 oak tree where she got off and sat down.

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Harry wasn't sure how he was supposed to approach Cho. She just sat there on the swing and pulled her copy of The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5), some parchment, quill, and an ink bottle out of her bag and began working on some homework that conveniently lay forgotten at the beginning of the summer, but with the feeling that someone was watching her. He silently flew around her and dismounted from his broom. Standing under the cloak for what seemed like eternity, but was really just minutes, he decided to take the cloak off, walk around Cho, and start to talk. no ask if he could sit with her. Easier said than done. Harry is a Gryffindor, in a house that is famed for bravery, but for some reason or another he just didn't have enough guts to walk around a tree and say good morning to the girl he fancied. After yet another eternity he finally started to walk around the tree to face Cho. She looked up from her work as Harry appeared her mouth slightly opened with the 'how did you get here?' look on her face; Harry gave her the big you-know-you-love-me puppy-dog eyes. "Ca.a.can IsitdownCho?" he asked so quickly that he didn't even understand what he said. "Can I sit down. with you?" he asked more slowly trying to calm his nerves. All Cho could do was nod and look more than slightly confused about he got into the garden in the first place. "How.how did you get in here?" Cho managed to say without stammering too badly. "Well," Harry began, "I followed you, actually." "How? I made sure nobody was behind me when I opened the passage!" Harry reached into his bag and pulled out his invisibility cloak. "Under this," he showed the cloak to her. "That better not be mine." "You.have.a cloak, too?" Harry was in shock. Somebody else had a cloak. "Course, how do you think Fred and George get away with so much? They owl me and ask to use it," Cho was about ready to start laughing. "So," Cho began to change the subject, seeing that Harry thought himself a complete idiot at that particular moment, "how do you like it here?" The question caught him off guard. "It's.great," great Harry, he thought to himself, that was so convincing! Cho looked at him with an amused look on her face. "Don't bother lying to me Mr. Potter, I can see right through you," she pointed her finger at him to make her point. "First of all, I know you have a major crush me, but that's OK," she suddenly leaned in and placed a lingering kiss on his lips. "And secondly, you don't really like it here." Harry looked at her in utter amazement; either because of the kiss or because she was right on both accounts. "You're right," Harry looked deep into her eyes, "I had a crush on you but I just can't help but think it's more, and no, I don't really like it here. A) Because for some reason I haven't got to talk to you so far, and B) because, no offense or anything, but your little sisters are just like little." "Pests that get under your skin and won't quit itching," Cho supplied with a giggle. "Yes, just what you said," he replied as he leaned over to show her exactly what she meant to him.

A/N: Get those dirty thoughts out of your heads. They are ONLY kissing! What color are Cho's eyes?