There was a large number of students waiting to get outside of Hogwarts the
next day. Filch carefully checked each person going out, making sure there
weren't any sneaks.
"Hey, Cho!" Harry called. She turned around.
"Oh, hi Harry! Did, um."
"Yeah, Ron and Hermione don't mind if you come. And Ginny's okay with it too. But I mean if you still wanted to go with some of your friends, we won't be insulted or anything like that."
"Wow, thanks!" Cho cried, walking with Harry over to Ron, Hermione and Ginny. "Thanks for letting me come with you guys to Hogsmeade!"
"How could we refuse?" Hermione asked truthfully as they entered the Hogsmeade village. "Besides, the more the merrier!"
"Oh, PLEASE, Hermione," Ginny sighed. "None of your maxims today."
"Fine. SORRY."
"We forgive you," said Ron. "Where should we go first? How about the Three Broomsticks? I could use with a ButterBeer right about now."
Cho suddenly grabbed Harry's shoulder and whispered something into his ear. He smiled, and motioned to Hermione, who walked over. Harry and Cho both whispered something to her, and Hermione grinned.
"What're you saying?" Ginny asked.
"You two go ahead on to the Three Broomsticks," Harry said. "We'll catch up to you in a little while."
"You sure, mate?" Ron asked.
"Yeah!" said Hermione and Cho simultaneously. "Go on ahead!"
"Er.okay," Ginny said uneasily. She and Ron headed towards the Three Broomsticks, occasionally glancing over their shoulders at their friends.
"It's this way," Cho told Harry and Hermione, leading them towards the west side of town. "I've been there before."
"Whose idea was this, anyway?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Cho's," Harry answered simply.
"How did you know, though?" Hermione inquired.
"Bad news travels fast," Cho replied. "Look, here it is!" The three of them walked into a store called, fundamentally, "Owls."
"Buying Mrs. Weasley a new owl is such a thoughtful idea!" Hermione exclaimed, looking around at all the birds. "I'm sure she's had enough time to grieve for Errol, and besides-they NEED an owl."
"What kind do you think we should get?" Cho asked. "What type of owl was Errol?"
"I'm not really sure," Harry responded, pulling the curtains back on a large cage. Two large yellow eyes peered out at him.
"Aye, be careful there, mate," came a voice, as a hand reached up and closed the curtains. "That bird don't like people much."
Harry turned and saw a man standing next to him-one he could only assume was an employee. His blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and he looked exhausted. Suddenly his eyes widened.
"Merlin's Beard!" he cried. "You're Harry Potter!"
Not sure of what to do, Harry nodded feebly. Not wanting to continue the conversation on himself, he said, "What kind of owl was that?" He jabbed his thumb towards the curtained cage.
"Great Horned," the man answered. "His name is Menime. He'd sooner poke your eyeballs out than even take one step closer to the door of his cage."
"Well, then.why d'you even have him here?"
"He belongs to the manager of the store, see. Likes 'im an awful lot, and wouldn't get rid of him for the world. We here thinks that Menime's related to a Jarvey, 'cause he keeps throwin' insults out at people every once in a while. Witches, mostly."
"Right, um.Wilson," Harry said, reading the man's name tag."
Wilson smiled. "'At's right, Mr. Potter! Me name's Wilson Owen, nice to meet you! So, what is it that you'd be lookin' for?"
"Um.an owl."
"Oh, 'COURSE ya are, Mr. Potter! Any certain kind of owl yeh lookin' for?"
"No, not really."
"Well, then let me show you a sweetheart!" Wilson grabbed Harry's shoulders and steered him towards a pink cage. "This here's a nice little barn owl, she is. Sweetest gal in the world, won't never give you a lick of trouble!"
The barn owl peered at Harry through the cage. Her eyes seemed to light up, and she hooted warmly. "Cho, Hermione, come over here," Harry called.
"Wow, she's adorable!" Cho giggled, sticking her finger through the bars in the cage. The owl shuffled up to her, ruffling its feathers against Cho. "Oh, I want her!"
"The question is," Hermione said, "will Mrs. Weasley want her?"
"'Course she will," Harry said. "Who couldn't love this little owl? She's so cute!"
A few minutes later, Harry had paid for the barn owl (thought Hermione and Cho chipped in a bit). He, Hermione and Cho were walking towards the Three Broomsticks when they saw Ron and Ginny walk out of it. Harry quickly hid the cage behind his back.
"Where were you guys?" Ron asked. "We've been waiting for you forever! We finally decided to come out and look for you!"
"What's that you've got behind your back?" Ginny asked suspiciously, trying to look around Harry. "It's making noises."
Harry grinned guiltily. "We just thought we'd get your mum a new owl." He pulled the cage out from behind his back. The barn owl looked around, a little confused at all the attention she was getting.
"OH!" Ginny gushed, stooping to look into the owl's eyes. "She is SO cute!! I can't believe you guys bought her for us!!"
"Well, Harry paid for most of it," Cho said.
"But it was all Cho's idea," Hermione added. "I'm not going to let you get away with being modest now, Cho!"
Ron seemed to be in a state of shock. Then he reached out an arm for the cage, and brought it closer to him. "Guys, I can't believe you did this!" A huge grin broke out onto his face. "She's.so endearing! Poor Mum was so worried about having to spend money on another owl!"
"How can we possibly thank you guys enough?" Ginny asked, smiling. "You're all such dears!"
"Uh, thanks," Harry laughed, blushing a bit.
"All right then," said Hermione. "Why don't we all go back to the Three Broomsticks to have some lunch?"
"Okay."
"Fine by me."
"Sure."
With Ron leading the way (still carrying the cage), the group set off back up the hill. Ginny grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him aside.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
Ginny opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't say anything. Instead, she threw her arms around Harry, hugging him tightly. "Oh Harry, I really don't know what to say. Ron was right about mum being worried.she didn't think we could afford another owl and she was so anxious.she told us so in a letter."
Harry felt tears come out of Ginny's eyes and fall onto his robes. "Ginny, why are you crying?"
"Because I'm so grateful!" Ginny sobbed, hugging him tighter. "I'll never forget my first year at Hogwarts.if it hadn't been for you, I'd have died!"
"W-well, it was really Ron that-"
"Harry, it was YOU that defeated You-Know-Who, and it was YOU that saved me from the Chamber of Secrets! And I still hold true to what I said before-we've been through a lot of the same things together!"
"Ginny, what're you trying to say?"
"Th-that." Ginny quickly moved her hands from Harry's back to the back of his ears. She kissed his lips softly, not wanting to scare him off. But as the kiss continued, she refused to let go of him. Eventually though, Ginny pushed herself away from Harry. Then, looking terrified, she ran off as fast as she could.
Harry stood there, looking as if he'd been struck by lightning. He had just been kissed by his best friend's little sister-well, she wasn't so little anymore.
"Hey, Harry! Harry, where'd you go? Where's Ginny?"
Quickly turning around, Harry saw Hermione walking towards him. "We were all in the Three Broomsticks and we realized that you two weren't with us! There's barely anyone in there anymore!" She laughed. "What happened?"
"I-er, we-uh.she-I think Ginny went back to school."
".Oh. Well come back with me, we've just ordered lunch."
"Okay."
During lunch in the restaurant, Harry zoned in and out of the conversation. He had known before that Ginny had been besotted with him, but that was when she was much younger. When he had just been a mere.celebrity to her. Had her feelings differed at all? Their table was in a dark corner of the place, which didn't really help him from drifint into a deep sleep.
".what d'you think, Harry?"
"Oh, what?"
Ron sighed. "That's the third time you've had no idea what we've been talking about. I was just asking Cho who she thought should've won the Quidditch World Cup this year, and now I'm asking you."
"Oh, um.Shanghai," Harry answered randomly..
"Yeah, that's what I said," Cho announced proudly.
"Are you kidding me?!" Ron bellowed in Harry's ear. "Shanhai sucked! It was obviously Ireland that should've won!! They haven't won in two years!"
"Hey, at least they've WON at all!" Cho shot back.
It was then that Harry noticed Hermione, sitting in-between Cho and Ron. She had her face buried in a book, wearing ear plugs. He supposed that she had used her wand to conjure them out of no where.
Sighing, Harry tried to shut out Ron and Cho's argument about Quidditch. But every time he did, he thought of Ginny kissing him. Then he noticed Link and Zelda sitting at a table very close by. Moving his chair slightly closer to them, Harry found that he could hear most of what they were saying.
"Do you think this was a good place to come, Zel?" Link asked in a whisper. "It looks like there are some pretty shifty characters in here."
"Oh, it's fine," Zelda sighed with annoyance. "Besides, it's not like anyone in here actually knows what we're talking about."
"Well.what if Gannondorf's got spies here?"
"Link, don't be stupid. We just wiped out his entire army, and we'd recognize any of his soldiers. None of them have the power to change their form. TRUST me."
"All right, whatever you say. Where did you put the Triforce?"
Zelda glanced around, just checking that nobody was listening in. "You know the cupboard where I keep my Pensieve?"
"Yes."
"There's a handy little loose board in the back of it that goes into the wall. The perfect hiding spot, I figured, so that's where I put the Triforce."
Harry felt like screaming in annoyance. "What IS the Triforce?!" he thought angrily.
Continuing, Zelda said, "Link, I thought I should give it to you. I feel so unsure of its being there. I'm afraid it's too vulnerable."
"Don't be so worried," Link told her, taking her hand. He quickly dropped it, sitting back. "Besides, Gannondorf doesn't stand a chance of getting any where near Hogwarts."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am."
"HARRY, GIVE ME A HAND!!"
Ron's yelling drew Harry's attention back towards him. "What? What is it?"
"Cho here says that Aidan Lynch is one of the worst Seekers ever to play in the World Cup! Tell her that isn't true!"
"Actually, I think it IS true," Harry confessed truthfully. "I mean, did you see the way a couple years-"
"You're both crazy," Ron sighed. "This is so sad."
Suddenly, Zelda felt a hand on her shoulder. "Hand it over my dear," came a deep, cold whisper, "and no one gets hurt."
"Get off her!" Link shouted, jumping out of his chair.
A small, pudgy man had grabbed Zelda, and seemed undaunted by Link's threats. At this point, both Link and Zelda were ignorant of the fact that some of their students were present in the bar.
"What's going on?" Hermione cried, shutting her book and turning around. Instead of attempting to help, most of the people in the bar had backed up against the wall.
"Let her go, you Moblin!" Link shouted at the man who was holding onto Zelda.
The Moblin pulled Zelda closer to him, so that they were both facing Link. He put his forearms around her neck, starting to walk backwards. "You can't hurt me with your little spells, fairy boy."
"How do you think you can get away with this?!" Link spat, shoving his wand back into his robes.
"I will. My King has made it very possible to do so. And just wait until he finds out that I have heard where the princess here has hidden the Triforce."
"You'll never get away with it," Zelda choked, the grip on her neck getting tighter.
"And who's to say I'm not, puppet?"
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Cho were all pinned against the opposite wall. They could barely believe what was happening to their teachers (not that they wanted to believe it, either).
Zelda turned around, but the Moblin still clung to her. He laughed. Then suddenly, Zelda ran full-speed towards the side of the restaurant. When it came, she ran up the wall, and flipped backwards. The moblin now had his back towards her, frightened out of his wits.
Link ran up and pushed the Moblin into the wall. "Please, don't hurt me!" it pleaded. "I don't take well to any kind of pain!"
"What's that?" Zelda asked, catching her breath. "You like REAL pain?" She picked up a small table and unceremoniously whacked the Moblin's head with it. "Try wearing a corset!" The Moblin sank to the ground, blood seeping out of its head. They were dead.
"C'mon, let's go!" Link said, grabbing Zelda's hand and running out of the bar with her. There was a long silence.
Suddenly, clapping broke out among the customers. "That was a good one, Rose!" shouted one drunken wizard. "Entertaiment here is getting better and better!"
"Quick, let's get out of here!" Hermione whispered urgently. The Hogwarts students speedily left the bar.
As they approached Hogwarts, the only sound was the barn owl Ron was holding. Finally, Cho spoke up. "That.was freaky."
"And it definitely wasn't any act," Harry added. "I think Harkinian and Koke are in real danger here.but what on earth was that all about?!"
"And what's a Triforce?" Hermione asked. "I don't get any of this at all."
"Well whatever the Triforce is," said Ron. "It's in danger now. If any more of that Gannondorf guy's spies were in the Three Broomsticks, they'll know where it is."
"But what could any of us possibly do about it?" Harry asked. "We've never even heard of it! We don't know what it is or what it does!"
"Then we can't help," Hermione deduced. "It's that simple."
"There's GOT to be some way," Cho whispered. "I feel so terrible. We just saw one of teachers get attacked, and we can't do anything about it at all!"
"Oh, well do you think CEDRIC could have done something instead?" Ron sneered impatiently.
Tears swelling up, Cho ran quickly ahead. Harry and Hermione glared at Ron.
"Ron, what'd you have to do that for?!" Hermione bellowed. "You are so heartless! Can't you just give Cho a break?!"
"Of course not!" Harry answered sarcastically. "They disagree about Quidditch!"
"I was just joking," Ron said stiffly.
"IT WASN'T FUNNY!!" Harry and Hermione shouted in unison.
"Geez, sorry," Ron huffed. "Sorry I insulted your girlfriend, Harry."
"She's not my girlfriend!" Harry insisted. "We're over! We're just friends! Besides, after what Ginny did to-" He stopped abruptly.
"What were you saying?" Hermione asked.
"Nice weather we're having," Harry said, sweating a bit.
"About Ginny," Ron snapped. "What'd she do?"
Harry squirmed a bit as they entered the Great Hall. He knew there was no getting himself out of this one. "Well, when you guys went to the Three Broomsticks and we stayed behind, it was because she.erm."
"Oh, not again!" Hermione sighed.
"What d'you mean again?!" Harry asked. "Cho was the one that kissed me before, not Ginny! She's never kissed me!"
"She WHAT?!" Ron yelled, nearly dropping his new owl.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
ya, dont kill me. Pleez. But btw, that was hard to write. I've always been a cho/harry fan.
"Hey, Cho!" Harry called. She turned around.
"Oh, hi Harry! Did, um."
"Yeah, Ron and Hermione don't mind if you come. And Ginny's okay with it too. But I mean if you still wanted to go with some of your friends, we won't be insulted or anything like that."
"Wow, thanks!" Cho cried, walking with Harry over to Ron, Hermione and Ginny. "Thanks for letting me come with you guys to Hogsmeade!"
"How could we refuse?" Hermione asked truthfully as they entered the Hogsmeade village. "Besides, the more the merrier!"
"Oh, PLEASE, Hermione," Ginny sighed. "None of your maxims today."
"Fine. SORRY."
"We forgive you," said Ron. "Where should we go first? How about the Three Broomsticks? I could use with a ButterBeer right about now."
Cho suddenly grabbed Harry's shoulder and whispered something into his ear. He smiled, and motioned to Hermione, who walked over. Harry and Cho both whispered something to her, and Hermione grinned.
"What're you saying?" Ginny asked.
"You two go ahead on to the Three Broomsticks," Harry said. "We'll catch up to you in a little while."
"You sure, mate?" Ron asked.
"Yeah!" said Hermione and Cho simultaneously. "Go on ahead!"
"Er.okay," Ginny said uneasily. She and Ron headed towards the Three Broomsticks, occasionally glancing over their shoulders at their friends.
"It's this way," Cho told Harry and Hermione, leading them towards the west side of town. "I've been there before."
"Whose idea was this, anyway?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Cho's," Harry answered simply.
"How did you know, though?" Hermione inquired.
"Bad news travels fast," Cho replied. "Look, here it is!" The three of them walked into a store called, fundamentally, "Owls."
"Buying Mrs. Weasley a new owl is such a thoughtful idea!" Hermione exclaimed, looking around at all the birds. "I'm sure she's had enough time to grieve for Errol, and besides-they NEED an owl."
"What kind do you think we should get?" Cho asked. "What type of owl was Errol?"
"I'm not really sure," Harry responded, pulling the curtains back on a large cage. Two large yellow eyes peered out at him.
"Aye, be careful there, mate," came a voice, as a hand reached up and closed the curtains. "That bird don't like people much."
Harry turned and saw a man standing next to him-one he could only assume was an employee. His blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and he looked exhausted. Suddenly his eyes widened.
"Merlin's Beard!" he cried. "You're Harry Potter!"
Not sure of what to do, Harry nodded feebly. Not wanting to continue the conversation on himself, he said, "What kind of owl was that?" He jabbed his thumb towards the curtained cage.
"Great Horned," the man answered. "His name is Menime. He'd sooner poke your eyeballs out than even take one step closer to the door of his cage."
"Well, then.why d'you even have him here?"
"He belongs to the manager of the store, see. Likes 'im an awful lot, and wouldn't get rid of him for the world. We here thinks that Menime's related to a Jarvey, 'cause he keeps throwin' insults out at people every once in a while. Witches, mostly."
"Right, um.Wilson," Harry said, reading the man's name tag."
Wilson smiled. "'At's right, Mr. Potter! Me name's Wilson Owen, nice to meet you! So, what is it that you'd be lookin' for?"
"Um.an owl."
"Oh, 'COURSE ya are, Mr. Potter! Any certain kind of owl yeh lookin' for?"
"No, not really."
"Well, then let me show you a sweetheart!" Wilson grabbed Harry's shoulders and steered him towards a pink cage. "This here's a nice little barn owl, she is. Sweetest gal in the world, won't never give you a lick of trouble!"
The barn owl peered at Harry through the cage. Her eyes seemed to light up, and she hooted warmly. "Cho, Hermione, come over here," Harry called.
"Wow, she's adorable!" Cho giggled, sticking her finger through the bars in the cage. The owl shuffled up to her, ruffling its feathers against Cho. "Oh, I want her!"
"The question is," Hermione said, "will Mrs. Weasley want her?"
"'Course she will," Harry said. "Who couldn't love this little owl? She's so cute!"
A few minutes later, Harry had paid for the barn owl (thought Hermione and Cho chipped in a bit). He, Hermione and Cho were walking towards the Three Broomsticks when they saw Ron and Ginny walk out of it. Harry quickly hid the cage behind his back.
"Where were you guys?" Ron asked. "We've been waiting for you forever! We finally decided to come out and look for you!"
"What's that you've got behind your back?" Ginny asked suspiciously, trying to look around Harry. "It's making noises."
Harry grinned guiltily. "We just thought we'd get your mum a new owl." He pulled the cage out from behind his back. The barn owl looked around, a little confused at all the attention she was getting.
"OH!" Ginny gushed, stooping to look into the owl's eyes. "She is SO cute!! I can't believe you guys bought her for us!!"
"Well, Harry paid for most of it," Cho said.
"But it was all Cho's idea," Hermione added. "I'm not going to let you get away with being modest now, Cho!"
Ron seemed to be in a state of shock. Then he reached out an arm for the cage, and brought it closer to him. "Guys, I can't believe you did this!" A huge grin broke out onto his face. "She's.so endearing! Poor Mum was so worried about having to spend money on another owl!"
"How can we possibly thank you guys enough?" Ginny asked, smiling. "You're all such dears!"
"Uh, thanks," Harry laughed, blushing a bit.
"All right then," said Hermione. "Why don't we all go back to the Three Broomsticks to have some lunch?"
"Okay."
"Fine by me."
"Sure."
With Ron leading the way (still carrying the cage), the group set off back up the hill. Ginny grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him aside.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
Ginny opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't say anything. Instead, she threw her arms around Harry, hugging him tightly. "Oh Harry, I really don't know what to say. Ron was right about mum being worried.she didn't think we could afford another owl and she was so anxious.she told us so in a letter."
Harry felt tears come out of Ginny's eyes and fall onto his robes. "Ginny, why are you crying?"
"Because I'm so grateful!" Ginny sobbed, hugging him tighter. "I'll never forget my first year at Hogwarts.if it hadn't been for you, I'd have died!"
"W-well, it was really Ron that-"
"Harry, it was YOU that defeated You-Know-Who, and it was YOU that saved me from the Chamber of Secrets! And I still hold true to what I said before-we've been through a lot of the same things together!"
"Ginny, what're you trying to say?"
"Th-that." Ginny quickly moved her hands from Harry's back to the back of his ears. She kissed his lips softly, not wanting to scare him off. But as the kiss continued, she refused to let go of him. Eventually though, Ginny pushed herself away from Harry. Then, looking terrified, she ran off as fast as she could.
Harry stood there, looking as if he'd been struck by lightning. He had just been kissed by his best friend's little sister-well, she wasn't so little anymore.
"Hey, Harry! Harry, where'd you go? Where's Ginny?"
Quickly turning around, Harry saw Hermione walking towards him. "We were all in the Three Broomsticks and we realized that you two weren't with us! There's barely anyone in there anymore!" She laughed. "What happened?"
"I-er, we-uh.she-I think Ginny went back to school."
".Oh. Well come back with me, we've just ordered lunch."
"Okay."
During lunch in the restaurant, Harry zoned in and out of the conversation. He had known before that Ginny had been besotted with him, but that was when she was much younger. When he had just been a mere.celebrity to her. Had her feelings differed at all? Their table was in a dark corner of the place, which didn't really help him from drifint into a deep sleep.
".what d'you think, Harry?"
"Oh, what?"
Ron sighed. "That's the third time you've had no idea what we've been talking about. I was just asking Cho who she thought should've won the Quidditch World Cup this year, and now I'm asking you."
"Oh, um.Shanghai," Harry answered randomly..
"Yeah, that's what I said," Cho announced proudly.
"Are you kidding me?!" Ron bellowed in Harry's ear. "Shanhai sucked! It was obviously Ireland that should've won!! They haven't won in two years!"
"Hey, at least they've WON at all!" Cho shot back.
It was then that Harry noticed Hermione, sitting in-between Cho and Ron. She had her face buried in a book, wearing ear plugs. He supposed that she had used her wand to conjure them out of no where.
Sighing, Harry tried to shut out Ron and Cho's argument about Quidditch. But every time he did, he thought of Ginny kissing him. Then he noticed Link and Zelda sitting at a table very close by. Moving his chair slightly closer to them, Harry found that he could hear most of what they were saying.
"Do you think this was a good place to come, Zel?" Link asked in a whisper. "It looks like there are some pretty shifty characters in here."
"Oh, it's fine," Zelda sighed with annoyance. "Besides, it's not like anyone in here actually knows what we're talking about."
"Well.what if Gannondorf's got spies here?"
"Link, don't be stupid. We just wiped out his entire army, and we'd recognize any of his soldiers. None of them have the power to change their form. TRUST me."
"All right, whatever you say. Where did you put the Triforce?"
Zelda glanced around, just checking that nobody was listening in. "You know the cupboard where I keep my Pensieve?"
"Yes."
"There's a handy little loose board in the back of it that goes into the wall. The perfect hiding spot, I figured, so that's where I put the Triforce."
Harry felt like screaming in annoyance. "What IS the Triforce?!" he thought angrily.
Continuing, Zelda said, "Link, I thought I should give it to you. I feel so unsure of its being there. I'm afraid it's too vulnerable."
"Don't be so worried," Link told her, taking her hand. He quickly dropped it, sitting back. "Besides, Gannondorf doesn't stand a chance of getting any where near Hogwarts."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am."
"HARRY, GIVE ME A HAND!!"
Ron's yelling drew Harry's attention back towards him. "What? What is it?"
"Cho here says that Aidan Lynch is one of the worst Seekers ever to play in the World Cup! Tell her that isn't true!"
"Actually, I think it IS true," Harry confessed truthfully. "I mean, did you see the way a couple years-"
"You're both crazy," Ron sighed. "This is so sad."
Suddenly, Zelda felt a hand on her shoulder. "Hand it over my dear," came a deep, cold whisper, "and no one gets hurt."
"Get off her!" Link shouted, jumping out of his chair.
A small, pudgy man had grabbed Zelda, and seemed undaunted by Link's threats. At this point, both Link and Zelda were ignorant of the fact that some of their students were present in the bar.
"What's going on?" Hermione cried, shutting her book and turning around. Instead of attempting to help, most of the people in the bar had backed up against the wall.
"Let her go, you Moblin!" Link shouted at the man who was holding onto Zelda.
The Moblin pulled Zelda closer to him, so that they were both facing Link. He put his forearms around her neck, starting to walk backwards. "You can't hurt me with your little spells, fairy boy."
"How do you think you can get away with this?!" Link spat, shoving his wand back into his robes.
"I will. My King has made it very possible to do so. And just wait until he finds out that I have heard where the princess here has hidden the Triforce."
"You'll never get away with it," Zelda choked, the grip on her neck getting tighter.
"And who's to say I'm not, puppet?"
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Cho were all pinned against the opposite wall. They could barely believe what was happening to their teachers (not that they wanted to believe it, either).
Zelda turned around, but the Moblin still clung to her. He laughed. Then suddenly, Zelda ran full-speed towards the side of the restaurant. When it came, she ran up the wall, and flipped backwards. The moblin now had his back towards her, frightened out of his wits.
Link ran up and pushed the Moblin into the wall. "Please, don't hurt me!" it pleaded. "I don't take well to any kind of pain!"
"What's that?" Zelda asked, catching her breath. "You like REAL pain?" She picked up a small table and unceremoniously whacked the Moblin's head with it. "Try wearing a corset!" The Moblin sank to the ground, blood seeping out of its head. They were dead.
"C'mon, let's go!" Link said, grabbing Zelda's hand and running out of the bar with her. There was a long silence.
Suddenly, clapping broke out among the customers. "That was a good one, Rose!" shouted one drunken wizard. "Entertaiment here is getting better and better!"
"Quick, let's get out of here!" Hermione whispered urgently. The Hogwarts students speedily left the bar.
As they approached Hogwarts, the only sound was the barn owl Ron was holding. Finally, Cho spoke up. "That.was freaky."
"And it definitely wasn't any act," Harry added. "I think Harkinian and Koke are in real danger here.but what on earth was that all about?!"
"And what's a Triforce?" Hermione asked. "I don't get any of this at all."
"Well whatever the Triforce is," said Ron. "It's in danger now. If any more of that Gannondorf guy's spies were in the Three Broomsticks, they'll know where it is."
"But what could any of us possibly do about it?" Harry asked. "We've never even heard of it! We don't know what it is or what it does!"
"Then we can't help," Hermione deduced. "It's that simple."
"There's GOT to be some way," Cho whispered. "I feel so terrible. We just saw one of teachers get attacked, and we can't do anything about it at all!"
"Oh, well do you think CEDRIC could have done something instead?" Ron sneered impatiently.
Tears swelling up, Cho ran quickly ahead. Harry and Hermione glared at Ron.
"Ron, what'd you have to do that for?!" Hermione bellowed. "You are so heartless! Can't you just give Cho a break?!"
"Of course not!" Harry answered sarcastically. "They disagree about Quidditch!"
"I was just joking," Ron said stiffly.
"IT WASN'T FUNNY!!" Harry and Hermione shouted in unison.
"Geez, sorry," Ron huffed. "Sorry I insulted your girlfriend, Harry."
"She's not my girlfriend!" Harry insisted. "We're over! We're just friends! Besides, after what Ginny did to-" He stopped abruptly.
"What were you saying?" Hermione asked.
"Nice weather we're having," Harry said, sweating a bit.
"About Ginny," Ron snapped. "What'd she do?"
Harry squirmed a bit as they entered the Great Hall. He knew there was no getting himself out of this one. "Well, when you guys went to the Three Broomsticks and we stayed behind, it was because she.erm."
"Oh, not again!" Hermione sighed.
"What d'you mean again?!" Harry asked. "Cho was the one that kissed me before, not Ginny! She's never kissed me!"
"She WHAT?!" Ron yelled, nearly dropping his new owl.
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ya, dont kill me. Pleez. But btw, that was hard to write. I've always been a cho/harry fan.