Hi! Here's Chapter 2. but first a little thank you for everyone who
reviewed, keep them coming in!
x0andraia0x: Thanks for saying my fic was so good. I needed the encouragement. I wanted to say a special thank you to you because I've changed my chapters so instead of being like a play they are grammatically correct. I think it looks much better and it was your idea so thanks! (again)
~*Erika*~: Thanks for saying my story is so good. I've never written a HP fic so I needed to know whether it was any good.
TheLightnigBoltScar: Thanks again for the encouragement and thanks for telling me it would be better written with speech marks and stuff...you know what I mean.
Stephie: Yet again thanks for being soooooooooo nice about this fic. I love your fic too (as I said in my review) it's on my author alert.
chris-warren876: Yeh! Cho's sooooo evil for what she did to Harry in fifth grade! Thanks for the nice review a hope you like the next chappie!
TheLaguna: Harry Cho fics are the best! I wish that more people would write them. Anyway thanks for reviewing. And I've changed the way it's written so it's easier to read like you said.
hippyman69: OOOOOOOOO lots of plz's! Thanks for the great review. I'm sooooooooooo happy.
Jason/Fates Destiny: Thanks for the e-mail. I'm glad you like my fic. Here's another chapter. Hope you like it.
Thanks again to everyone who's been so kind! Here's another chapter for your reading pleasure. Hope you like it and please keep REVIEWING! Love you all!
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Chapter 2:
"Harry what's wrong" Ron said, looking anxiously at his best friend. Harry was staring straight into the fire but his mind was on the idea he'd just had.
"Oh......er....sorry Ron...it's nothing," Harry stammered. "I just remembered I....wanted...to.....um....send a l...l....letter to..em...s...s.....Sirius." Harry lied. He needed an excuse to go up to his dormitory.
Harry left quickly not letting Ron ask any more questions. He hated lying but he couldn't tell Ron what he actually wanted to do.
He ran upstairs to his dormitory. Dean, Seamus and Neville were all asleep in their beds. Harry switched on his bedside light, found a pen and paper inside one of the draw in his bedside table, lay on his stomach and began to write.
He heard Ron stumble in at about 12:30 they exchanged quick goodnights before Harry went back to his writing and Ron collapsed on his bed to tired to ask questions.
Harry lay on his bed long into the night rephrasing his letter. By 2:30am he had piles of scrap paper at the bottom of his bed. Every so often he would sigh, tear up another piece of paper, through it to the end of his bed and conjure another one.
By 3:30 he could hardly see the paper he was writing on because he was so tired so he settled for what he had and put it in an envelope. Harry magiked away the 3 foot deep pile of ripped up paper and lay flat on his back.
Before he knew it his eyes were closed and he'd fallen asleep without turning off the light or changing into his pyjamas.
The next morning dawned bright and sunny. The sun streaming through his window, woke Harry at 6:30am.
"Oh great....a whole 3 hours sleep," he groaned to himself before changing into some clean clothes. He needed to post his letter (alone) before he went down for breakfast.
Harry silently tip-toed out of the room and down to the common room. Everywhere was quiet, there was no-one up. 'good' thought Harry as he went out of the portrait hole and towards the Owlery.
There weren't many birds in the Owlery most were out getting letters for the mornings post. Hedwig fluttered down to greet Harry he gave her a few owl treats from his robes pocket and then whispered (even though there was no-one around to hear)
"Sorry Hedwig, I can't use you today, I can't risk Cho knowing who sent the letter." Hedwig hooted understandingly and flew back up to her perch and went to sleep.
Harry poked awake a small, school, barn owl. He tied the small piece of paper to its leg.
"Take this to Cho Chang. You know who she is right?" the owl hooted reassuringly. "And take it to her dormitory, I don't want to risk others seeing it in the great hall." The owl hooted softly again to show he understood. Harry tried to smile but settled for just giving it and Owl treat to make up for waking it up and letting it fly away.
Harry stood in the Owlery for a few more minutes thinking about what he'd just done.
'What if she guessed it was him"
'What if she tells all her friends and they laugh at me"
"What if she hates me" the possibilities were endless. Harry half wished he could turn back the clock and stop that owl from taking the letter, but another part of him wanted to see what would happen. How Cho would react.
Eventually he left the walked shakily towards the door and left the Owlery, breathing heavily to try and calm himself.
Cho Chang woke with a start. She looked at her clock, it was 7am (Harry had sent the letter at 6:55)
At first she wondered what had woken her so suddenly, but then she heard a tapping noise at her window and looked over. There was a small barn owl at the window, tapping at the glass softly.
She crossed silently to the window and opened it. The owl fluttered down onto her arm, but Cho wasn't looking at the owl. She was looking at the letter tied to its leg. Who was sending a letter to her dormitory instead of sending it in the morning post.
She shrugged and untied the small envelope and opened it. The letter was written in scruffy handwriting on wrinkled paper. This intrigued Cho even more, why would a letter be written in such a messy way. She unfolded the letter and began to read.
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Dun-Dun-Dun! Bit of a cliff hanger there you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out what the letter says. In the mean time click on the pretty purple button and get reviewing!
x0andraia0x: Thanks for saying my fic was so good. I needed the encouragement. I wanted to say a special thank you to you because I've changed my chapters so instead of being like a play they are grammatically correct. I think it looks much better and it was your idea so thanks! (again)
~*Erika*~: Thanks for saying my story is so good. I've never written a HP fic so I needed to know whether it was any good.
TheLightnigBoltScar: Thanks again for the encouragement and thanks for telling me it would be better written with speech marks and stuff...you know what I mean.
Stephie: Yet again thanks for being soooooooooo nice about this fic. I love your fic too (as I said in my review) it's on my author alert.
chris-warren876: Yeh! Cho's sooooo evil for what she did to Harry in fifth grade! Thanks for the nice review a hope you like the next chappie!
TheLaguna: Harry Cho fics are the best! I wish that more people would write them. Anyway thanks for reviewing. And I've changed the way it's written so it's easier to read like you said.
hippyman69: OOOOOOOOO lots of plz's! Thanks for the great review. I'm sooooooooooo happy.
Jason/Fates Destiny: Thanks for the e-mail. I'm glad you like my fic. Here's another chapter. Hope you like it.
Thanks again to everyone who's been so kind! Here's another chapter for your reading pleasure. Hope you like it and please keep REVIEWING! Love you all!
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Chapter 2:
"Harry what's wrong" Ron said, looking anxiously at his best friend. Harry was staring straight into the fire but his mind was on the idea he'd just had.
"Oh......er....sorry Ron...it's nothing," Harry stammered. "I just remembered I....wanted...to.....um....send a l...l....letter to..em...s...s.....Sirius." Harry lied. He needed an excuse to go up to his dormitory.
Harry left quickly not letting Ron ask any more questions. He hated lying but he couldn't tell Ron what he actually wanted to do.
He ran upstairs to his dormitory. Dean, Seamus and Neville were all asleep in their beds. Harry switched on his bedside light, found a pen and paper inside one of the draw in his bedside table, lay on his stomach and began to write.
He heard Ron stumble in at about 12:30 they exchanged quick goodnights before Harry went back to his writing and Ron collapsed on his bed to tired to ask questions.
Harry lay on his bed long into the night rephrasing his letter. By 2:30am he had piles of scrap paper at the bottom of his bed. Every so often he would sigh, tear up another piece of paper, through it to the end of his bed and conjure another one.
By 3:30 he could hardly see the paper he was writing on because he was so tired so he settled for what he had and put it in an envelope. Harry magiked away the 3 foot deep pile of ripped up paper and lay flat on his back.
Before he knew it his eyes were closed and he'd fallen asleep without turning off the light or changing into his pyjamas.
The next morning dawned bright and sunny. The sun streaming through his window, woke Harry at 6:30am.
"Oh great....a whole 3 hours sleep," he groaned to himself before changing into some clean clothes. He needed to post his letter (alone) before he went down for breakfast.
Harry silently tip-toed out of the room and down to the common room. Everywhere was quiet, there was no-one up. 'good' thought Harry as he went out of the portrait hole and towards the Owlery.
There weren't many birds in the Owlery most were out getting letters for the mornings post. Hedwig fluttered down to greet Harry he gave her a few owl treats from his robes pocket and then whispered (even though there was no-one around to hear)
"Sorry Hedwig, I can't use you today, I can't risk Cho knowing who sent the letter." Hedwig hooted understandingly and flew back up to her perch and went to sleep.
Harry poked awake a small, school, barn owl. He tied the small piece of paper to its leg.
"Take this to Cho Chang. You know who she is right?" the owl hooted reassuringly. "And take it to her dormitory, I don't want to risk others seeing it in the great hall." The owl hooted softly again to show he understood. Harry tried to smile but settled for just giving it and Owl treat to make up for waking it up and letting it fly away.
Harry stood in the Owlery for a few more minutes thinking about what he'd just done.
'What if she guessed it was him"
'What if she tells all her friends and they laugh at me"
"What if she hates me" the possibilities were endless. Harry half wished he could turn back the clock and stop that owl from taking the letter, but another part of him wanted to see what would happen. How Cho would react.
Eventually he left the walked shakily towards the door and left the Owlery, breathing heavily to try and calm himself.
Cho Chang woke with a start. She looked at her clock, it was 7am (Harry had sent the letter at 6:55)
At first she wondered what had woken her so suddenly, but then she heard a tapping noise at her window and looked over. There was a small barn owl at the window, tapping at the glass softly.
She crossed silently to the window and opened it. The owl fluttered down onto her arm, but Cho wasn't looking at the owl. She was looking at the letter tied to its leg. Who was sending a letter to her dormitory instead of sending it in the morning post.
She shrugged and untied the small envelope and opened it. The letter was written in scruffy handwriting on wrinkled paper. This intrigued Cho even more, why would a letter be written in such a messy way. She unfolded the letter and began to read.
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Dun-Dun-Dun! Bit of a cliff hanger there you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out what the letter says. In the mean time click on the pretty purple button and get reviewing!