Here's chapter 7 hope you like it! From now on it'll take me longer to
update cos I'm going back to school! It might take me a week or more for
every chapter sorry!
slate07: Thanks for the advice. I would try to do it like that but I'm a bit to far into the story, but I'll work on it in my future fics. GENERAL is my second genre for my fic, it's cos I couldn't think of another genre except romance so I use GENERAL, it doesn't mean anything really.
I Love Cho: AAAHHH!!!!!!! NOOOOOOO! DON'T DIE I'M SOOOOOOOOO SORRY! It's gonna take me even longer to update now so may I should put you on a life support machine so you can't die again. Anyway, I'm so glad you like this fic! *waves magic wand and brings you back to life*
Ashley: I'm so glad you like, I'll try to finish it soon but I'm starting back at school so it'll take been quite a while to update each chapter., sorry! Hope you keep reading anyway!
Indigal: Thanks for reviewing (again) its better that Cho doesn't tell Harry she knows, or it would make the story a lot less interesting.
~*Erika*~: Here's the next chapter, hope you like it! Harry will be telling her in the next chapter, I think.
Ghetx2o: You are too kind! I'm sooooooooooooo glad you like it so much!
RiversLuv: You'll have to wait and see what happens at the lake, should be in the next chapter or chapter after, just depends. I know I thought it would be good having Hermione jealous but a lot of people didn't like it, and I didn't what people to stop reading it so I had to get rid of it, sorry, I'm gonna write Harry/Hermione fic soon, look out for it!
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Chapter 7:
Harry and Ron didn't leave the library until 10:30pm that night. Harry stopped writing every few minutes because his thoughts were sidetracked by Cho. Eventually the librarian chucked them out, so Harry and Ron took their books and carried them back to the common room to finish all their homework.
At 11:30pm Ron closed his books and put down his quill.
"Oh I can't be arsed with anymore of this crap!" he said. Harry had been thinking this for hours. But at this Harry breathed a great sigh of relief and followed suit.
"Yeh we can finish this stuff in the morning," he said putting all the books back in his bag. Harry looked around the almost deserted common room.
"I'm going to bed." Ron said, Harry followed him up to their dormitory.
As he drew the curtains around his four-poster and lay down he wondered what Cho was doing now. Her face appeared in his mind, her beautiful, raven hair, her deep brown eyes and perfect, lightly tanned skin. Everything about her was perfect.
He imagined himself telling her that he loved her, what would she say. There was one scene in his mind where Cho's face lit up with a smile and said she loved him too. But the other scene, well, Harry didn't want to think about the other. He drifted off to sleep holding the first image in his mind. only 5 days to go.
The Next Day:
Cho woke early the letter from Harry still in her hand. It was creased and crumpled but Cho didn't care, as long as she had it with her to look at. She straightened it out and read it a few more times smiling more and more every time.
She got dressed and put the letter in her robes pocket, she wanted to keep it with her all day.
Some of her friends were already waiting in the common room for her. She greeted them and they went down to breakfast.
As soon as she entered the Great Hall, she spotted him. Harry was talking to Ron. She let her eyes linger on him as she passed him, he didn't look up at her so she sat down with her friends and ate her breakfast in silence, steeling glances at Harry, once she even caught his eye, but he looked away too quickly for her to do anything like wink, or smile.
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The Next few days seemed to fly by for Harry and he suddenly seemed to be waking up on the 23rd of December.
He was really looking forward to his Hogsmead visit, he knew he, Ron and Hermione would split up to buy Christmas presents, which gave him time to look for a present for Cho. He wanted to buy her something really special that she'd love, to show how much he cared for her, but he had no idea what girls liked for Christmas. (except Hermione, but she's different)
When Harry, Ron and Hermione entered Hogsmead they headed straight to The Three Broomsticks. It was the middle of December so it was inevitably cold and frosty. A Butter bear each warmed them up sufficiently and they decided to meet back at the pub at about 2:30pm that gave them 1 ½ hours to look around by themselves.
Harry stepped out into the cold afternoon and headed up the road towards the sweet shop. He met Dean Thomas inside the crowded shop and had an idea.
"Hey Dean, you were good friends with Fred and George," he said. Dean nodded. "Do you have any of those trick sweets they used," like Canary creams or Tonne Tongue Toffees?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I've got loads back in the dormitory, why?" Dean said.
"Could I buy some, I want to send my uncle, aunt and cousin something," Harry said smiling. Dean grinned back.
"Sure anything to make those freaks suffer!" Dean replied laughing. Harry thanked him and went back to looking around the shop.
Harry bought a box of assorted chocolates for Hagrid in the shapes of different magic creatures, they had a charm on them so they even walked or flew and growled. He paid and left the shop quickly.
Harry wandered further down the street. He noticed the broomstick store and went inside thinking maybe Ron would want something for his new broom, a comet two-sixty. Eventually he left that shop carrying a broomstick servicing kit for Ron.
Harry walked even further along the street, where the shops became fewer and the landscape much more deserted. He was just about to turn back and look somewhere else for Hermione and Cho when he spotted a small, old, dirty looking shop. For some reason it drew his eye and he found him self walking into it.
It had no display in the window and there was no-one else inside, but the door was open so Harry went in and looked around.
He couldn't see any items to buy just shelves and shelves of small cardboard boxes. Harry's curiosity grew and he went over to one of the shelves. He reached out for a box and just as he was about to take one off the shelf when he heard a voice behind him.
"Don't touch the boxes," said the voice, it a wasn't stern or threatening voice. Harry turned around to see a tall elegant witch standing behind him. She had pale skin and blue eyes. She wore a long white dress and her long blonde hair fell down to her waist. She looked in her late twenties.
"S.....s.....sorry, I didn't see you," Harry said staring at her. The witch smiled.
"That's quite alright, were you looking for something in particular." She said kindly.
"er......I'd.....like to know what you sell here," Harry said nervously. The witch smiled again.
"I sell Jewellery," she said "would you like to buy something, I can find you any piece of jewellery you want." Harry thought about it, He could buy Cho jewellery, that was something he could definitely count on.
"er.......I like to but something something for my.....er.......friend" Harry said. The woman continued to smile at Harry.
"What does your friend look like, what colour eyes and hair does she have, what colour skin does she have, how tall is she, you know what I mean," said the woman. Harry began to explain Cho to her. He had gazed at her features so many times, her face was permanently fixed in his mind.
As Harry spoke, the woman listened intently, not taking her eyes off him. Eventually Harry had told the woman everything he could remember about Cho.
"I see, interesting, very interesting." Said the woman mysteriously. She flicked her wand and conjured a chair from no where.
"Please sit down, this may take a while," she said, then she went through a door into the back of the shop which Harry presumed led to a store cupboard or something.
Harry waited for 15 minutes before the woman came back. But she wasn't carrying a box, with Jewellery in, as Harry had expected. She wasn't holding anything. She went over to one of the shelves and took down a box.
"Here you go, I think this should be perfect." She handed it to Harry and he lifted the lid. Inside was the most beautiful necklace Harry had ever seen. It was a golden chain and on it was a heart. It was made totally from pure saffire. It was unlike anything Harry had ever seen. It seemed to light up the whole room, the sun coming through the shop window bounced off the heart and reflected all the colours of the rainbow around the room. Harry could have sworn it had some sort of charm on it. He gazed in totally entranced by how beautiful it was.
"It's perfect," Harry said softly, "Thank you." Harry closed the box lid reluctantly and looked at the woman. "How much is it?"
"Two Sickles," she said simply. Harry raised his eyebrows. That was exceptionally cheap, but he handed her 2 sickles and she flicked her wand at them, making the coins float through the door which the woman had gone through before.
Harry was about to leave, but he had a question to ask the woman, he was afraid to say anything in case he sounded rude, but he was burning to know one thing before he left. He turned back to her, she was still watching him.
"um......can I.......er.....ask you something," Harry asked tentatively. The woman smiled her entrancing smile again and nodded.
"Well you sell all this amazing Jewellery," Harry began, "so how come there's no-one else here or I've never seen or heard of this place," he finished. The woman looked at him, she looked half surprised, half mysterious. There was silence for a minute. But then the woman spoke,
"Because I come when I'm called upon," she said secretively. Harry wanted to ask more questions, he hadn't called upon her, was this some sort of trick or joke, what magic was behind this, he didn't understand anything. He left in silence, thinking deeply about those last words.
Harry wandered slowly down the street, not really thinking about where he was going. That had been a weird experience. He wanted to go back there sometime find out more, but the woman had said she came when she was called, so she probably wouldn't be there again. How could Harry call her, how could he bring her back.
Harry eventually dragged himself back to reality, it was 2:15pm and he hadn't got anything for Hermione, he quickened his pace, until he came to the book shop. Harry quickly found an interesting book that he could imagine Hermione reading and bought it hurriedly.
He almost ran back to The Three Broomsticks, stopping briefly on the way to buy 3 pairs of socks for Dobby. When he arrived in the pub he spotted Hermione and Ron sitting, again, near the back and headed over.
"Hiya Harry!" Ron said when he saw him.
"Sorry I'm a bit late, kinda lost track of time," Harry said grinning sheepishly at his two best friends.
"It's ok, did you get everything you wanted," Hermione asked, passing him a glass of Butter bear. Harry nodded and changed the subject, not wanting to think about the mysterious woman and her shop. They talked for a while but decided they should really be getting back.
When Harry, Ron and Hermione reached the common room, it was a relief to be able to collapse in a comfy chair and warm up by the fire. Harry showed them what he bought for Hagrid and Dobby, Ron and Hermione showed Harry what they had for their families.
They wrapped up everything, and by the time they'd run out of things to talk about it was 8:30pm. Harry went upstairs to try and find Dean and get his sweets, Ron thought it was hysterically funny when Harry had told him about sending the Dursley's trick sweets.
Dean was sitting with Seamus wrapping presents.
"Oh hi Harry! I'll get some of those sweets for ya!" Dean said going under his bed and bringing out a massive box.
Harry picked out four canary creams two tonne tongue toffees and two sweets that were shaped like pear drops but Dean said they made you grow a multicoloured beard and moustache and a few others which Harry could just picture happening to Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley. Harry magically wrapped up the sweets with a flick of his wand.
"Thanks Dean, how much is that?" Harry asked.
"Well it should be 1 Galleon 3 sickles but since this is to get your own back on the losers who look after you, you can them for 5 sickles." Dean said.
"Thanks Harry, I can just imagine the looks on their faces when they eat these," Harry said handing Dean the money and picking up his parcel. He remembered one more thing Dean could help him with.
"Hey Dean, you're good a forging right," Harry said. Dean nodded.
"Yeah, I'm ok," He said.
"Could you write the label on this present, so they think it's from next door, cos they won't go neat it if they think I sent it," Harry asked, "It doesn't have to be any particular style, just so it looks like an adult handwriting, not mine." Dean nodded.
"Yeah sure," Dean said, "What's your next door neighbours surname name?"
"Jones," Harry said "Thanks" Harry said before going up to the Owlery and sending the parcel off with Hedwig. When he returned to the common room, Harry saw Ron and Hermione were talking in hushed voices in a corner, but when they noticed Harry they immediately stopped talking and looked innocent.
"What were you talking about?" Harry asked not expecting a straight answer, and he was right.
"er......just......um.....homework," Hermione spluttered, Harry was too tired to push the matter further.
"I'm going to bed," he said and traipsed up the stairs.
"Goodnight" Hermione and Ron said in unison, but as soon as they thought he was out of earshot they immediately started talking again, but Harry couldn't hear anything. He changed and fell on his bed, falling asleep almost instantly. Still thinking about the woman and her jewellery shop.
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That's chapter 7 finished, I know it was at least twice as long as the others but I had to get everything into one chappie. Did you like it that length or was it too long, please keep reviewing! I love you all. *Hugs all reviewers*
slate07: Thanks for the advice. I would try to do it like that but I'm a bit to far into the story, but I'll work on it in my future fics. GENERAL is my second genre for my fic, it's cos I couldn't think of another genre except romance so I use GENERAL, it doesn't mean anything really.
I Love Cho: AAAHHH!!!!!!! NOOOOOOO! DON'T DIE I'M SOOOOOOOOO SORRY! It's gonna take me even longer to update now so may I should put you on a life support machine so you can't die again. Anyway, I'm so glad you like this fic! *waves magic wand and brings you back to life*
Ashley: I'm so glad you like, I'll try to finish it soon but I'm starting back at school so it'll take been quite a while to update each chapter., sorry! Hope you keep reading anyway!
Indigal: Thanks for reviewing (again) its better that Cho doesn't tell Harry she knows, or it would make the story a lot less interesting.
~*Erika*~: Here's the next chapter, hope you like it! Harry will be telling her in the next chapter, I think.
Ghetx2o: You are too kind! I'm sooooooooooooo glad you like it so much!
RiversLuv: You'll have to wait and see what happens at the lake, should be in the next chapter or chapter after, just depends. I know I thought it would be good having Hermione jealous but a lot of people didn't like it, and I didn't what people to stop reading it so I had to get rid of it, sorry, I'm gonna write Harry/Hermione fic soon, look out for it!
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Chapter 7:
Harry and Ron didn't leave the library until 10:30pm that night. Harry stopped writing every few minutes because his thoughts were sidetracked by Cho. Eventually the librarian chucked them out, so Harry and Ron took their books and carried them back to the common room to finish all their homework.
At 11:30pm Ron closed his books and put down his quill.
"Oh I can't be arsed with anymore of this crap!" he said. Harry had been thinking this for hours. But at this Harry breathed a great sigh of relief and followed suit.
"Yeh we can finish this stuff in the morning," he said putting all the books back in his bag. Harry looked around the almost deserted common room.
"I'm going to bed." Ron said, Harry followed him up to their dormitory.
As he drew the curtains around his four-poster and lay down he wondered what Cho was doing now. Her face appeared in his mind, her beautiful, raven hair, her deep brown eyes and perfect, lightly tanned skin. Everything about her was perfect.
He imagined himself telling her that he loved her, what would she say. There was one scene in his mind where Cho's face lit up with a smile and said she loved him too. But the other scene, well, Harry didn't want to think about the other. He drifted off to sleep holding the first image in his mind. only 5 days to go.
The Next Day:
Cho woke early the letter from Harry still in her hand. It was creased and crumpled but Cho didn't care, as long as she had it with her to look at. She straightened it out and read it a few more times smiling more and more every time.
She got dressed and put the letter in her robes pocket, she wanted to keep it with her all day.
Some of her friends were already waiting in the common room for her. She greeted them and they went down to breakfast.
As soon as she entered the Great Hall, she spotted him. Harry was talking to Ron. She let her eyes linger on him as she passed him, he didn't look up at her so she sat down with her friends and ate her breakfast in silence, steeling glances at Harry, once she even caught his eye, but he looked away too quickly for her to do anything like wink, or smile.
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The Next few days seemed to fly by for Harry and he suddenly seemed to be waking up on the 23rd of December.
He was really looking forward to his Hogsmead visit, he knew he, Ron and Hermione would split up to buy Christmas presents, which gave him time to look for a present for Cho. He wanted to buy her something really special that she'd love, to show how much he cared for her, but he had no idea what girls liked for Christmas. (except Hermione, but she's different)
When Harry, Ron and Hermione entered Hogsmead they headed straight to The Three Broomsticks. It was the middle of December so it was inevitably cold and frosty. A Butter bear each warmed them up sufficiently and they decided to meet back at the pub at about 2:30pm that gave them 1 ½ hours to look around by themselves.
Harry stepped out into the cold afternoon and headed up the road towards the sweet shop. He met Dean Thomas inside the crowded shop and had an idea.
"Hey Dean, you were good friends with Fred and George," he said. Dean nodded. "Do you have any of those trick sweets they used," like Canary creams or Tonne Tongue Toffees?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I've got loads back in the dormitory, why?" Dean said.
"Could I buy some, I want to send my uncle, aunt and cousin something," Harry said smiling. Dean grinned back.
"Sure anything to make those freaks suffer!" Dean replied laughing. Harry thanked him and went back to looking around the shop.
Harry bought a box of assorted chocolates for Hagrid in the shapes of different magic creatures, they had a charm on them so they even walked or flew and growled. He paid and left the shop quickly.
Harry wandered further down the street. He noticed the broomstick store and went inside thinking maybe Ron would want something for his new broom, a comet two-sixty. Eventually he left that shop carrying a broomstick servicing kit for Ron.
Harry walked even further along the street, where the shops became fewer and the landscape much more deserted. He was just about to turn back and look somewhere else for Hermione and Cho when he spotted a small, old, dirty looking shop. For some reason it drew his eye and he found him self walking into it.
It had no display in the window and there was no-one else inside, but the door was open so Harry went in and looked around.
He couldn't see any items to buy just shelves and shelves of small cardboard boxes. Harry's curiosity grew and he went over to one of the shelves. He reached out for a box and just as he was about to take one off the shelf when he heard a voice behind him.
"Don't touch the boxes," said the voice, it a wasn't stern or threatening voice. Harry turned around to see a tall elegant witch standing behind him. She had pale skin and blue eyes. She wore a long white dress and her long blonde hair fell down to her waist. She looked in her late twenties.
"S.....s.....sorry, I didn't see you," Harry said staring at her. The witch smiled.
"That's quite alright, were you looking for something in particular." She said kindly.
"er......I'd.....like to know what you sell here," Harry said nervously. The witch smiled again.
"I sell Jewellery," she said "would you like to buy something, I can find you any piece of jewellery you want." Harry thought about it, He could buy Cho jewellery, that was something he could definitely count on.
"er.......I like to but something something for my.....er.......friend" Harry said. The woman continued to smile at Harry.
"What does your friend look like, what colour eyes and hair does she have, what colour skin does she have, how tall is she, you know what I mean," said the woman. Harry began to explain Cho to her. He had gazed at her features so many times, her face was permanently fixed in his mind.
As Harry spoke, the woman listened intently, not taking her eyes off him. Eventually Harry had told the woman everything he could remember about Cho.
"I see, interesting, very interesting." Said the woman mysteriously. She flicked her wand and conjured a chair from no where.
"Please sit down, this may take a while," she said, then she went through a door into the back of the shop which Harry presumed led to a store cupboard or something.
Harry waited for 15 minutes before the woman came back. But she wasn't carrying a box, with Jewellery in, as Harry had expected. She wasn't holding anything. She went over to one of the shelves and took down a box.
"Here you go, I think this should be perfect." She handed it to Harry and he lifted the lid. Inside was the most beautiful necklace Harry had ever seen. It was a golden chain and on it was a heart. It was made totally from pure saffire. It was unlike anything Harry had ever seen. It seemed to light up the whole room, the sun coming through the shop window bounced off the heart and reflected all the colours of the rainbow around the room. Harry could have sworn it had some sort of charm on it. He gazed in totally entranced by how beautiful it was.
"It's perfect," Harry said softly, "Thank you." Harry closed the box lid reluctantly and looked at the woman. "How much is it?"
"Two Sickles," she said simply. Harry raised his eyebrows. That was exceptionally cheap, but he handed her 2 sickles and she flicked her wand at them, making the coins float through the door which the woman had gone through before.
Harry was about to leave, but he had a question to ask the woman, he was afraid to say anything in case he sounded rude, but he was burning to know one thing before he left. He turned back to her, she was still watching him.
"um......can I.......er.....ask you something," Harry asked tentatively. The woman smiled her entrancing smile again and nodded.
"Well you sell all this amazing Jewellery," Harry began, "so how come there's no-one else here or I've never seen or heard of this place," he finished. The woman looked at him, she looked half surprised, half mysterious. There was silence for a minute. But then the woman spoke,
"Because I come when I'm called upon," she said secretively. Harry wanted to ask more questions, he hadn't called upon her, was this some sort of trick or joke, what magic was behind this, he didn't understand anything. He left in silence, thinking deeply about those last words.
Harry wandered slowly down the street, not really thinking about where he was going. That had been a weird experience. He wanted to go back there sometime find out more, but the woman had said she came when she was called, so she probably wouldn't be there again. How could Harry call her, how could he bring her back.
Harry eventually dragged himself back to reality, it was 2:15pm and he hadn't got anything for Hermione, he quickened his pace, until he came to the book shop. Harry quickly found an interesting book that he could imagine Hermione reading and bought it hurriedly.
He almost ran back to The Three Broomsticks, stopping briefly on the way to buy 3 pairs of socks for Dobby. When he arrived in the pub he spotted Hermione and Ron sitting, again, near the back and headed over.
"Hiya Harry!" Ron said when he saw him.
"Sorry I'm a bit late, kinda lost track of time," Harry said grinning sheepishly at his two best friends.
"It's ok, did you get everything you wanted," Hermione asked, passing him a glass of Butter bear. Harry nodded and changed the subject, not wanting to think about the mysterious woman and her shop. They talked for a while but decided they should really be getting back.
When Harry, Ron and Hermione reached the common room, it was a relief to be able to collapse in a comfy chair and warm up by the fire. Harry showed them what he bought for Hagrid and Dobby, Ron and Hermione showed Harry what they had for their families.
They wrapped up everything, and by the time they'd run out of things to talk about it was 8:30pm. Harry went upstairs to try and find Dean and get his sweets, Ron thought it was hysterically funny when Harry had told him about sending the Dursley's trick sweets.
Dean was sitting with Seamus wrapping presents.
"Oh hi Harry! I'll get some of those sweets for ya!" Dean said going under his bed and bringing out a massive box.
Harry picked out four canary creams two tonne tongue toffees and two sweets that were shaped like pear drops but Dean said they made you grow a multicoloured beard and moustache and a few others which Harry could just picture happening to Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley. Harry magically wrapped up the sweets with a flick of his wand.
"Thanks Dean, how much is that?" Harry asked.
"Well it should be 1 Galleon 3 sickles but since this is to get your own back on the losers who look after you, you can them for 5 sickles." Dean said.
"Thanks Harry, I can just imagine the looks on their faces when they eat these," Harry said handing Dean the money and picking up his parcel. He remembered one more thing Dean could help him with.
"Hey Dean, you're good a forging right," Harry said. Dean nodded.
"Yeah, I'm ok," He said.
"Could you write the label on this present, so they think it's from next door, cos they won't go neat it if they think I sent it," Harry asked, "It doesn't have to be any particular style, just so it looks like an adult handwriting, not mine." Dean nodded.
"Yeah sure," Dean said, "What's your next door neighbours surname name?"
"Jones," Harry said "Thanks" Harry said before going up to the Owlery and sending the parcel off with Hedwig. When he returned to the common room, Harry saw Ron and Hermione were talking in hushed voices in a corner, but when they noticed Harry they immediately stopped talking and looked innocent.
"What were you talking about?" Harry asked not expecting a straight answer, and he was right.
"er......just......um.....homework," Hermione spluttered, Harry was too tired to push the matter further.
"I'm going to bed," he said and traipsed up the stairs.
"Goodnight" Hermione and Ron said in unison, but as soon as they thought he was out of earshot they immediately started talking again, but Harry couldn't hear anything. He changed and fell on his bed, falling asleep almost instantly. Still thinking about the woman and her jewellery shop.
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That's chapter 7 finished, I know it was at least twice as long as the others but I had to get everything into one chappie. Did you like it that length or was it too long, please keep reviewing! I love you all. *Hugs all reviewers*