Dear Harry,

Yes, I'd love to start all over again. By the way, who was the girl you wanted to ask out?

From, Cho.

Dear Cho,

Good to hear that =) I really missed you. I really didn't mean to say those stuff. Forgive me.

Besides, didn't you ask Michael C. out?

Love, Harry.

Dear Harry,

You still haven't told me who that girl is. Anyway, I don't care now. As long as we forgive each other, I'm sure that everything will turn out fine. Actually you should forgive me because, you know, it was my fault.

Anyway, I did ask Michael out. But we weren't really boyfriend/ girlfriend you know.

Love, Cho.

Dear Cho,

That girl was a fellow Gryffindor, she's in your year. But I found out that she already has a boyfriend.

Love, Harry.

P.S. Michael Corner kissed you...right?

Dearest Harry,

You mean you did not ask her out just because she had a boyfriend?! Not really because you liked me?

Cho.

P.S. He did kiss me.

Dearest Cho,

No! I mean, that I actually wanted to ask you out but I did not dare to because I thought you hated me, not because she already has a boyfriend. Really!

Anyway, you two really kissed? Then maybe you like him too. I really have no words to say.

Harry.

Dear Harry,

Well, I dunno if we really should get back together if you like that girl too. I do not like Michael Corner. He kissed me but I did NOT kiss him. You should know that I don't really like him.

From, Cho.

Dearest Cho,

I admit that I had a little crush on that girl, but I really do treasure you more. I really want to get back together, but if you don't, I can't force you.

Sincerely, Harry.

Cho did not know if they should get back together. She did not know if she should write back. She wondered if Harry still liked the girl.

As always, she pushed all the words from the letter to the back of her mind.

But she never forgot Harry as the days slipped by.

*Harry*

Harry was getting anxious. Cho hadn't replied his letters. His days passed with worry and longing. But Cho never sent her owl. He sometimes peeped out of the window, but he never saw any trace of owl.

He felt really heartbroken. He couldn't forget her. Every time, Cho's mesmerizing, carefree smile flashed across his mind.

But if that was really what Cho wanted, then he couldn't force her. A tear drop slipped from his eye and he quickly brushed it away. He just stared at the open book on the table.

A purple kite flew past the window. He looked out and saw a small Chinese girl flying it. Cho! She looked like Cho. He could only watch from above and think about her...