I have returned with chapter 6! Thanks for your reviews, you people are too
kind.
I'm so sorry for having Hermione thinking about Harry at the end. I was gonna have part of this story about Hermione being jealous of Cho, but you all got sooooooooo angry so there won't be anything else about this in this fic. Sorry!
ChoChang12: Thanks for reviewing, this defiantly won't be a Harry/Hermione fic. I like cliffies too! Tee hee!
P.S. I love your fics, they totally rule!
I Love Cho: Don't worry no more Harry/Hermione in this cos everyone got soooooooooo angry, Sorry! Please please please don't die of anticipation, hope you like this chapter.
~*Erika*~: I'm so glad you liked it, did I finish this quick enough? Hope you like chapter 6!
Indigal: this won't be Harry/Hermione don't worry! Hope you like this chapter.
Slate07: No more Harry/Hermione I promise, I'm glad you like it hope you keep reviewing.
LogicalRaven: I'm so glad you like my story, I know Sirius is dead but he er came back from the dead, sorry I hated that bit as well but I just kinda forgot that he died, sorry sorry sorry.
Rivers: Well Hermione was gonna like Harry, but everyone hated that idea, so no more!
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Chapter 6:
Cho went back to the common room that evening even more confused than she'd been that morning, when she'd met Hermione.
She'd been thinking about Harry, the letters and the Ball all day, they all got mixed up in her mind until she wanted to scream.
She lay on her four poster staring up at the ceiling. It must have been at least 2:00 in the morning before Cho eventually drifted off to sleep.
But even as she fell into a dreamless sleep, her mind was still at work, sorting out thoughts in her head. Somehow the quiet of the night and the darkness in her dormitory helped her brain sort out her feelings. So when Cho woke up early at 6:00am, the first thing she thought was, 'I did love him, I still do. I've been so stupid'
She sighed and took the letter from her draw along with some parchment and a quill.
Dear ????????
I understand that you won't want to tell me who you are yet. Maybe you could tell me before the dance, then we could go together.
Love Cho.
She decided to pretend she still didn't know who he was. If Cho told him she knew who he was he might get scared off or something, and she didn't want to get Hermione into trouble if Harry started asking awkward questions. She knew how angry he could get.
Cho went up to the Owlery. She hadn't seen the owl Harry used for two days. Instead she tied the letter to her own tawny owl and let it fly off a feeling of great relief in her heart.
Harry's Dormitory:
Harry was getting anxious for Cho's reply, it had been two days since he'd sent his last owl to her. He was currently sitting in one of the arm chairs in the deserted Gryfinndor common room (it's 6:00am) finishing his history of magic homework from Hermione's notes.
Just as he was thinking that maybe something had happened to the owl, there was a sharp tapping on the common room window. Harry crossed to open it, but when he saw it was a different owl, his heart sank, must be from Sirius Harry thought as he broke the seal on the envelope.
But as Harry read the letter he realised he was wrong, the letter was from Cho. He grabbed a piece of parchment, dipped his quill in the ink and sat down to write a reply.
Dear Cho
I would love to go to the Ball with you! But you probably wouldn't want to go with me. You'll get loads of offers off guys, I mean you're popular and pretty, who wouldn't want to go with you. I really wish I could take you but I'm not the sort of guy you'd take.
Love ???????
He reread, Cho's letter as he sent off the tawny owl. And he suddenly noticed the last two words: Love Cho, she'd put love, it was probably just a mistake but he looked at it over and over again....love....love....love Cho. That's what she'd written, love Cho.
He felt a jolt of happiness in his chest and went back to his dormitory taking his unfinished history of magic homework with him.
Cho's Dormitory:
Cho went down to breakfast feeling quite happy with herself. She knew now exactly who she wanted to go to the Christmas Ball with, convincing Harry to confess to who he was would be hard but she was going to do it.
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The next few weeks past quickly with Harry and Cho's letters looking mostly like this.
Dear Cho
I can't wait to see you at the Ball I know you'll look so great.
Love ???????
Dear ???????
I guess I'll see you there too, have you got a date yet?
Love Cho
Dear Cho
Yeh, I've got a date, but my eyes will be always on you, your long black hair and beautiful eyes.
Love ???????
Cho was trying with every letter to build up Harry's trust in her, but it was hard when she couldn't tell him that she knew who he was. Before Cho knew it, Christmas day and the Ball were only a week away, but Cho had not found a way to go to the dance with Harry. His latest letter read.
Dear Cho
Only a week to go, I saw you talking to Roger Davis today, I bet he was asking you to the dance
Love ?????
Roger Davis had asked her to the dance, but Cho had said she'd have to think about it. She sighed, Harry was never going to tell her who she was, maybe she would have to go with Roger.
Just then a thought struck Cho and she sat on her bed to write a reply.
Dear ??????
I guess you don't want to tell me who you are before the Ball, but maybe we could meet up after or something. I promise not to tell a single person or do anything if I don't like you. I know it's hard to trust me but I please just believe me on this one single thing, you can jinx or curse me if I break this promise.
Love Cho.
She went up to the owlery and tied the letter to a school brown owl and watched it fly off.
Cho stood in the owlery for a few more minutes. She couldn't wait for Harry's reply. He had to trust her, he just had to, she hated pretending to not know who he was. Even though she'd never talked to him and only seen quick glances of him in the corridor, Cho felt her love for Harry growing more and more every day.
Harry's Dormitory:
Harry had had a date for the Ball since early December, he felt a bit evil, going on about how he loved Cho so much, then going with someone else. But it wasn't like he had a chance of going Cho so he took the easiest option agreed to go with Lavendar when she asked. It wasn't as if he liked or even cared less about Lavender, but it was better than going alone and looking like a fool.
Ron was going to the Ball with Hermione, but only because Ron had wanted the easy way out and asked the first girl he could think of as soon as possible. Ron had been looking at Harry's letters to and from Cho, but never said any thing.
Hermione hadn't told Ron that she'd told Cho. She had put it to the back of her mind, what did she care if Harry yelled her, it had been a stupid mistake, a spur of the moment thing. And for once Hermione was really being honest with herself.
When Harry got Cho's letter it took him a long time to write a reply. He sat in his dormitory thinking about whether he wanted to confess yet. He really wanted to be Cho's boyfriend but he was still very wary of the fact that he might not be good enough for her, their date from the year before still lingered in his mind.
Eventually Harry threw away all his fear and wrote a response.
Dear Cho
Ok, I'll meet you after the Ball. How about on the bench by the lake at 12:15.
Love ??????
Harry looked over his letter, suddenly having second thoughts about sending it.
"No, stop it, you are sending this letter," Harry said to himself. So he ran up to the Owlery, grabbed the nearest school owl and tied the letter to its leg. He watched it fly into the distance, there was no going back now, he was going to tell Cho. What would she say.
He walked silently back to the common room thinking. There was a group of people gathered around the Gryffindor notice board when he got back.
"Hogsmead visit 23rd of December," Ron said to a questioning look from Harry as he sat down next to him in one of the squashy armchairs. Harry nodded.
"You gonna get your Christmas presents?" asked Harry
"Yeh, what do you want for Christmas?" Ron asked. Harry laughed.
"You are so unimaginative, I dunno, you're my best friend, you should know what I like." They talked a bit longer about Christmas presents, until they both decided to get their Christmas homework out of the way and headed off to the library talking about the Ball.
Cho's Dormitory:
Cho was lying on her bed reading. Well she wasn't really concentrating on the book, she'd been on the same page for the past 30 minutes, she was waiting impatiently for Harry's reply.
She read the third line of the page for the 24th time and sighed. When was the owl going to come back. Cho walked over to the window and looked out over the beautiful snow covered grounds of Hogwarts, and at the clear blue sky. And as Cho's eyes travelled over the landscape, she saw small brown shape flying towards her. Cho's heart leapt. It was the Owl, the owl she'd sent to Harry.
Cho pulled the Owl into her room and tore the letter from its leg. She read the small piece of parchment and jumped into the air.
"YES!" she shouted happily kissing the letter. "I love you Harry."
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Well was it good! I know I kinda rushed the weeks leading up to Christmas but there was nothing to really write in there. Was it ok, please review, anything you think I could do better please tell me.
I'm so sorry for having Hermione thinking about Harry at the end. I was gonna have part of this story about Hermione being jealous of Cho, but you all got sooooooooo angry so there won't be anything else about this in this fic. Sorry!
ChoChang12: Thanks for reviewing, this defiantly won't be a Harry/Hermione fic. I like cliffies too! Tee hee!
P.S. I love your fics, they totally rule!
I Love Cho: Don't worry no more Harry/Hermione in this cos everyone got soooooooooo angry, Sorry! Please please please don't die of anticipation, hope you like this chapter.
~*Erika*~: I'm so glad you liked it, did I finish this quick enough? Hope you like chapter 6!
Indigal: this won't be Harry/Hermione don't worry! Hope you like this chapter.
Slate07: No more Harry/Hermione I promise, I'm glad you like it hope you keep reviewing.
LogicalRaven: I'm so glad you like my story, I know Sirius is dead but he er came back from the dead, sorry I hated that bit as well but I just kinda forgot that he died, sorry sorry sorry.
Rivers: Well Hermione was gonna like Harry, but everyone hated that idea, so no more!
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Chapter 6:
Cho went back to the common room that evening even more confused than she'd been that morning, when she'd met Hermione.
She'd been thinking about Harry, the letters and the Ball all day, they all got mixed up in her mind until she wanted to scream.
She lay on her four poster staring up at the ceiling. It must have been at least 2:00 in the morning before Cho eventually drifted off to sleep.
But even as she fell into a dreamless sleep, her mind was still at work, sorting out thoughts in her head. Somehow the quiet of the night and the darkness in her dormitory helped her brain sort out her feelings. So when Cho woke up early at 6:00am, the first thing she thought was, 'I did love him, I still do. I've been so stupid'
She sighed and took the letter from her draw along with some parchment and a quill.
Dear ????????
I understand that you won't want to tell me who you are yet. Maybe you could tell me before the dance, then we could go together.
Love Cho.
She decided to pretend she still didn't know who he was. If Cho told him she knew who he was he might get scared off or something, and she didn't want to get Hermione into trouble if Harry started asking awkward questions. She knew how angry he could get.
Cho went up to the Owlery. She hadn't seen the owl Harry used for two days. Instead she tied the letter to her own tawny owl and let it fly off a feeling of great relief in her heart.
Harry's Dormitory:
Harry was getting anxious for Cho's reply, it had been two days since he'd sent his last owl to her. He was currently sitting in one of the arm chairs in the deserted Gryfinndor common room (it's 6:00am) finishing his history of magic homework from Hermione's notes.
Just as he was thinking that maybe something had happened to the owl, there was a sharp tapping on the common room window. Harry crossed to open it, but when he saw it was a different owl, his heart sank, must be from Sirius Harry thought as he broke the seal on the envelope.
But as Harry read the letter he realised he was wrong, the letter was from Cho. He grabbed a piece of parchment, dipped his quill in the ink and sat down to write a reply.
Dear Cho
I would love to go to the Ball with you! But you probably wouldn't want to go with me. You'll get loads of offers off guys, I mean you're popular and pretty, who wouldn't want to go with you. I really wish I could take you but I'm not the sort of guy you'd take.
Love ???????
He reread, Cho's letter as he sent off the tawny owl. And he suddenly noticed the last two words: Love Cho, she'd put love, it was probably just a mistake but he looked at it over and over again....love....love....love Cho. That's what she'd written, love Cho.
He felt a jolt of happiness in his chest and went back to his dormitory taking his unfinished history of magic homework with him.
Cho's Dormitory:
Cho went down to breakfast feeling quite happy with herself. She knew now exactly who she wanted to go to the Christmas Ball with, convincing Harry to confess to who he was would be hard but she was going to do it.
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The next few weeks past quickly with Harry and Cho's letters looking mostly like this.
Dear Cho
I can't wait to see you at the Ball I know you'll look so great.
Love ???????
Dear ???????
I guess I'll see you there too, have you got a date yet?
Love Cho
Dear Cho
Yeh, I've got a date, but my eyes will be always on you, your long black hair and beautiful eyes.
Love ???????
Cho was trying with every letter to build up Harry's trust in her, but it was hard when she couldn't tell him that she knew who he was. Before Cho knew it, Christmas day and the Ball were only a week away, but Cho had not found a way to go to the dance with Harry. His latest letter read.
Dear Cho
Only a week to go, I saw you talking to Roger Davis today, I bet he was asking you to the dance
Love ?????
Roger Davis had asked her to the dance, but Cho had said she'd have to think about it. She sighed, Harry was never going to tell her who she was, maybe she would have to go with Roger.
Just then a thought struck Cho and she sat on her bed to write a reply.
Dear ??????
I guess you don't want to tell me who you are before the Ball, but maybe we could meet up after or something. I promise not to tell a single person or do anything if I don't like you. I know it's hard to trust me but I please just believe me on this one single thing, you can jinx or curse me if I break this promise.
Love Cho.
She went up to the owlery and tied the letter to a school brown owl and watched it fly off.
Cho stood in the owlery for a few more minutes. She couldn't wait for Harry's reply. He had to trust her, he just had to, she hated pretending to not know who he was. Even though she'd never talked to him and only seen quick glances of him in the corridor, Cho felt her love for Harry growing more and more every day.
Harry's Dormitory:
Harry had had a date for the Ball since early December, he felt a bit evil, going on about how he loved Cho so much, then going with someone else. But it wasn't like he had a chance of going Cho so he took the easiest option agreed to go with Lavendar when she asked. It wasn't as if he liked or even cared less about Lavender, but it was better than going alone and looking like a fool.
Ron was going to the Ball with Hermione, but only because Ron had wanted the easy way out and asked the first girl he could think of as soon as possible. Ron had been looking at Harry's letters to and from Cho, but never said any thing.
Hermione hadn't told Ron that she'd told Cho. She had put it to the back of her mind, what did she care if Harry yelled her, it had been a stupid mistake, a spur of the moment thing. And for once Hermione was really being honest with herself.
When Harry got Cho's letter it took him a long time to write a reply. He sat in his dormitory thinking about whether he wanted to confess yet. He really wanted to be Cho's boyfriend but he was still very wary of the fact that he might not be good enough for her, their date from the year before still lingered in his mind.
Eventually Harry threw away all his fear and wrote a response.
Dear Cho
Ok, I'll meet you after the Ball. How about on the bench by the lake at 12:15.
Love ??????
Harry looked over his letter, suddenly having second thoughts about sending it.
"No, stop it, you are sending this letter," Harry said to himself. So he ran up to the Owlery, grabbed the nearest school owl and tied the letter to its leg. He watched it fly into the distance, there was no going back now, he was going to tell Cho. What would she say.
He walked silently back to the common room thinking. There was a group of people gathered around the Gryffindor notice board when he got back.
"Hogsmead visit 23rd of December," Ron said to a questioning look from Harry as he sat down next to him in one of the squashy armchairs. Harry nodded.
"You gonna get your Christmas presents?" asked Harry
"Yeh, what do you want for Christmas?" Ron asked. Harry laughed.
"You are so unimaginative, I dunno, you're my best friend, you should know what I like." They talked a bit longer about Christmas presents, until they both decided to get their Christmas homework out of the way and headed off to the library talking about the Ball.
Cho's Dormitory:
Cho was lying on her bed reading. Well she wasn't really concentrating on the book, she'd been on the same page for the past 30 minutes, she was waiting impatiently for Harry's reply.
She read the third line of the page for the 24th time and sighed. When was the owl going to come back. Cho walked over to the window and looked out over the beautiful snow covered grounds of Hogwarts, and at the clear blue sky. And as Cho's eyes travelled over the landscape, she saw small brown shape flying towards her. Cho's heart leapt. It was the Owl, the owl she'd sent to Harry.
Cho pulled the Owl into her room and tore the letter from its leg. She read the small piece of parchment and jumped into the air.
"YES!" she shouted happily kissing the letter. "I love you Harry."
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Well was it good! I know I kinda rushed the weeks leading up to Christmas but there was nothing to really write in there. Was it ok, please review, anything you think I could do better please tell me.