Ok I've done blabbering on so just read the chapter and review, after I
thank all my reviewers that is!
Rivers: Is it really good? or are you just saying that because you are truly nice person. Hermione and Ron are definitely evil at the moment, Dam them! Oh wait I wrote it, still don't like them!
PeZ-yUaN: Well I kinda didn't know how else for Hermione to break it to Harry, anyway she deserved what she got, Mwahahahahaha!
Slate07: Yeh Harry gets kinda angry in the OOTP I tried hard to make it sound like it does in the book, its always nice to here my stories are good, even if I don't think so myself.
Ghetx2o: Oh you're too kind, *blushes* thank you. Hermione will not mess up Cho and Harry, but it may seem like she does in this chapter, oops! Shouldn't have said that, ahem forget I said anything.
LogicalRaven: I don't really hate Hermione she's been evil though so I hate her In my story, if that makes sense. You thought I portrayed it well? Thank you kind friend. Don't worry Hermione and Ron are Harry's best friends there will be a happy ending for all.
Erika: Wow you've reviewed basically all my chapters, you are sooooooo kind. Hermione, Ron and Harry will be best mates again by the end, I could never make them hate each other forever, I'd cry until the end of my days. *sobs thinking of the horror of Hermione, Ron and Harry not being friends forever*
Candle in the wind: Ok well if you could write a chapter like that please send it to me cos I couldn't do it for my life! Hermione's been evil, she deserves hatred, for a while anyway, she betrayed Harry!
Suzy! Aloha comrade, I see you insist on reading this pure shit I write! Oh well thanx anyway! Tee hee I like salamanders! Remember to spread the word about salamanders or I'll through you in a pot and cook you into a big pile of mangledness! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Sinbad-Rulz: That's not fair you review twice so I have to thank you twice Damn you Suzy!, oh well, thank you for reviewing chubby! There you happy now!
Laceyj: thankyou for the nicey review! I'll try to read your fic, I bet its great, thank you for reviewing! I hope you like this chappie! Hope you didn't die yet. Lol!
LilHermioneG35: thank you for a great review I hope you like this chapter and please keep reviewing, on with the fic! Glad you like it so much.
Oh My God! How can ever thank my fantastic reviewers enough, I've never had this many reviews on a fic before, I'm eternally grateful!
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Chapter 9:
Harry honestly didn't have a clue what to say to Cho. Since he'd fallen out with Hermione and Ron he didn't think he could go through with it. He was too scared to just go up to her and confess everything; he wondered why he'd ever said he would. Eventually he wrote a shaky response.
Dear Cho
I don't think I can go through with this, I can't just walk up to you and say everything I want, I've had a crap day today, I don't think I can face you turning me down as well tomorrow. Maybe after Christmas sometime but I don't feel up to it, I'm so sorry to have to say this but I can't meet you, sorry.
Love ????????
Harry hated having to do this, he really loved Cho and wished with all his heart that he could tell her, but Hermione and Ron had put him through too much to face Cho tomorrow.
As he watched the school brown owl disappear into the distance he half wanted it to come back so he could change his mind but he half knew he couldn't do it. Harry felt like crying as he wandered back to Gryffindor tower, the only thing he had to look forward to now was Dean and Seamus's Christmas Eve celebration, and now he wondered whether he could even enjoy that.
Cho's Dormitory:
Cho was definitely into hyperactive Christmas mode. She was in her dormitory frantically looking through all her dresses with her friends. She needed the perfect outfit to meet Harry in. Her friends thought she was generally interested in Roger Davis (who she's going to the ball with) but she couldn't care less about him. She wanted to impress Harry, she wanted him to notice her.
She'd checked her watch countless time that afternoon, it was 9:00pm only 3 hours until Christmas day started, 23 hours until the ball started and 27 ΒΌ hours until she met Harry, she wanted to scream with happiness and excitement.
Cho felt that familiar sense of intense excitement as there was a sharp tapping at the window. She quickly got her friends out the dormitory and let the owl in. It landed on her bed hooting quietly.
Cho untied the parchment and felt excitement build in her. Harry's were always short and sweet but they still sent and athletic buzz through her.
But as she read the letter, which was slightly longer than normal, her heart sank, with every word she read a horrible feeling built up inside her. This couldn't be happening, surely this was someone sort of awful nightmare. Harry couldn't have changed his mind, it had felt like her entire life had been leading to this event, and now he wasn't going through with it.
Cho fell on to her bed, a mixture of feelings swirling inside her. Anger, sorrow, despair, confusion, there was no ending to it. She read the letter a few more times over, just to make sure she knew exactly what she was reading. a few solitary tears rolled down her cheeks.
How could Harry do this to her, she'd been so happy and he'd just ruined that brilliant feeling, just because he'd had one bad day. She felt sort of anger at Harry for that, it seemed selfish to her.
But as she thought this she regretted it immediately. Harry thought he was going to get rejected, so it wasn't like he knew how much she wanted to meet him, he probably thought she didn't really care whether he came.
As well as this Harry the sort of person who kept his thoughts and feelings to himself. Having a crap day was probably his way of saying he was going to die next month. Harry probably had a perfectly good reason for calling it off. Cho's anger slipped away and even the tears subsided though she still felt remorse and despair.
Cho went over to where she had laid out her dress for the ball. It had seemed perfect just 10 minutes ago when she had imagined herself standing by the lake with Harry holding hands, even kissing him. Now the dress seemed to be the ugliest thing in the entire universe.
Everything seemed pointless now, what was the point in going to the ball, why did she want the perfect dress, hair, make-up and jewellery. What was the point in it all, if she couldn't see Harry. It wasn't fair. It would have been perfect. She had been wanting to talk face to face with Harry ever since she'd realised how much she loved and cared for him. There was no way she could just walk away and forget she ever loved Harry. Cho couldn't go back to the way she used to be, surly he would reconsider if he loved her as much as he said.
Dear ????????
Please please please! Don't do this to me, I've been looking forward to seeing you for so long, I never stop thinking about who you are or what I'll say to you, I'm as nervous about meeting up as you are. Trust me, I really want to see you, if we decide not to date, we can always be friends, I promise.
Love Cho
Cho sent the owl off hurriedly and went back over her long blue dress and touched the sleeve, she wasn't giving up, she loved Harry too much to give up on him now.
Harry's Dormitory:
Harry was in the Gryffindor common room, he had a mug of butter beer in his hand whilst helping Dean and Seamus set up some of Fred and George's fireworks.
He didn't feel in a particularly partying mood, but he was managing to enjoy himself. Ron and Hermione were so far no where to be seen, he'd managed to shove them to the back of his mind and try to have a decent Christmas Eve and Christmas day, even if he couldn't face Cho at the ball.
Lavender was at the party talking with Parvati Patil, she kept glancing at Harry and he got the distinct impression they were talking about him, Harry guessed it was because last time they'd had a ball Harry had gone with Parvati and he hadn't been the most exciting date.
Harry turned his attention back to his conversation with Dean and Seamus about whether Neville would fall for the canary cream joke again.
They laughed and talked for a while longer before Harry noticed Lavender was heading over to where he was, he pretended not to notice her and wandered over to the snack table hoping she wasn't going to start flirting with him or asking annoying questions or giggling like most girls seemed to spend their entire lives doing.
But as he gingerly looked at the food trying to figure out which ones were safe to eat, he noticed something in the corner of the room that almost made his heart stop.
There were two dark, shadowy figure standing in a corner away from the rest of the party. They were standing very close together and talking in low voices. One was tall with red hair and the other was slightly smaller with long bushy brown hair. Ron and Hermione. Ron was holding a butter beer in one hand and his other hands was grasping Hermione's hand.
Harry could hardly bare to watch as Ron placed his empty butter beer glass on a table and leaned even closer towards Hermione. Hermione reached up and ran her fingers through his hair and smiled into Ron's eyes. Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. Ron and Hermione were inches apart, Ron leaned just a few centimetres closer and Harry watched on in horror as there lips connected in a kiss.
Neither pulled away for over a minute. They stood pressing against each other, holding their deep, passionate kiss.
There were no words to describe how Harry felt as he watched his two best friends kissing. He couldn't take his eyes off them, his vision started blurring, hot, stinging tears of anger and pain were forming in his eyes but he wasn't going to let them flow just yet.
Ron and Hermione eventually pulled away from their kiss and looked deeply into each others eyes. Hermione leaned up and whispered something into Ron's ear. He smiled at her and turned his head away. That was when he spotted Harry, standing stock still just a few meters away. His face froze in horror as he looked into Harry's eyes.
Harry couldn't stand it any longer. He turned and ran. He heard them call his name and shout for him to wait, he heard some indistinct excuses yelled after him, but he wasn't taking anything in.
He ran through the crowded common room, knocking over Neville longbottom and shoving aside a small group of first years. He saw vague, blurred faces flash past. Lavender Brown and Parvati, looked confused along with Dean and Seamus who called his name and tried to run after him, but he wasn't registering anything except that he had to get away now!
Harry ran down the marble staircase, into the entrance hall and out into the Hogwarts grounds for the second time that day. He ran to the same spot he'd sat that morning and stood still, staring out over the lake and off into the distance until all he could see was the blackness of the dark night.
That morning he'd held back his tears but now he let out all of his emotions. Silent tears sliding down his pale cheeks on to the ground. He made no effort to subside or stop the tears of misery.
He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. Ron and Hermione were his best friends, he'd thought they'd cared about him. But how could they if they were getting drunk and kissing.
Harry briefly wondered if this had been going on for a while, but what did it matter, they obviously didn't care about him that much.
The tears pouring from his eyes, were of anger and hatred but most of all he was hurt by what he'd seen. Why had they done this to him, did they really not care or what. No matter what the reason, there was nothing that could comfort him now.
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Chapter 9's finished! Did you like it. I kinda got writers block so the ends not to good. Please review anyway cos I wanna know what I could do better or whatever you guys think.
Rivers: Is it really good? or are you just saying that because you are truly nice person. Hermione and Ron are definitely evil at the moment, Dam them! Oh wait I wrote it, still don't like them!
PeZ-yUaN: Well I kinda didn't know how else for Hermione to break it to Harry, anyway she deserved what she got, Mwahahahahaha!
Slate07: Yeh Harry gets kinda angry in the OOTP I tried hard to make it sound like it does in the book, its always nice to here my stories are good, even if I don't think so myself.
Ghetx2o: Oh you're too kind, *blushes* thank you. Hermione will not mess up Cho and Harry, but it may seem like she does in this chapter, oops! Shouldn't have said that, ahem forget I said anything.
LogicalRaven: I don't really hate Hermione she's been evil though so I hate her In my story, if that makes sense. You thought I portrayed it well? Thank you kind friend. Don't worry Hermione and Ron are Harry's best friends there will be a happy ending for all.
Erika: Wow you've reviewed basically all my chapters, you are sooooooo kind. Hermione, Ron and Harry will be best mates again by the end, I could never make them hate each other forever, I'd cry until the end of my days. *sobs thinking of the horror of Hermione, Ron and Harry not being friends forever*
Candle in the wind: Ok well if you could write a chapter like that please send it to me cos I couldn't do it for my life! Hermione's been evil, she deserves hatred, for a while anyway, she betrayed Harry!
Suzy! Aloha comrade, I see you insist on reading this pure shit I write! Oh well thanx anyway! Tee hee I like salamanders! Remember to spread the word about salamanders or I'll through you in a pot and cook you into a big pile of mangledness! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Sinbad-Rulz: That's not fair you review twice so I have to thank you twice Damn you Suzy!, oh well, thank you for reviewing chubby! There you happy now!
Laceyj: thankyou for the nicey review! I'll try to read your fic, I bet its great, thank you for reviewing! I hope you like this chappie! Hope you didn't die yet. Lol!
LilHermioneG35: thank you for a great review I hope you like this chapter and please keep reviewing, on with the fic! Glad you like it so much.
Oh My God! How can ever thank my fantastic reviewers enough, I've never had this many reviews on a fic before, I'm eternally grateful!
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Chapter 9:
Harry honestly didn't have a clue what to say to Cho. Since he'd fallen out with Hermione and Ron he didn't think he could go through with it. He was too scared to just go up to her and confess everything; he wondered why he'd ever said he would. Eventually he wrote a shaky response.
Dear Cho
I don't think I can go through with this, I can't just walk up to you and say everything I want, I've had a crap day today, I don't think I can face you turning me down as well tomorrow. Maybe after Christmas sometime but I don't feel up to it, I'm so sorry to have to say this but I can't meet you, sorry.
Love ????????
Harry hated having to do this, he really loved Cho and wished with all his heart that he could tell her, but Hermione and Ron had put him through too much to face Cho tomorrow.
As he watched the school brown owl disappear into the distance he half wanted it to come back so he could change his mind but he half knew he couldn't do it. Harry felt like crying as he wandered back to Gryffindor tower, the only thing he had to look forward to now was Dean and Seamus's Christmas Eve celebration, and now he wondered whether he could even enjoy that.
Cho's Dormitory:
Cho was definitely into hyperactive Christmas mode. She was in her dormitory frantically looking through all her dresses with her friends. She needed the perfect outfit to meet Harry in. Her friends thought she was generally interested in Roger Davis (who she's going to the ball with) but she couldn't care less about him. She wanted to impress Harry, she wanted him to notice her.
She'd checked her watch countless time that afternoon, it was 9:00pm only 3 hours until Christmas day started, 23 hours until the ball started and 27 ΒΌ hours until she met Harry, she wanted to scream with happiness and excitement.
Cho felt that familiar sense of intense excitement as there was a sharp tapping at the window. She quickly got her friends out the dormitory and let the owl in. It landed on her bed hooting quietly.
Cho untied the parchment and felt excitement build in her. Harry's were always short and sweet but they still sent and athletic buzz through her.
But as she read the letter, which was slightly longer than normal, her heart sank, with every word she read a horrible feeling built up inside her. This couldn't be happening, surely this was someone sort of awful nightmare. Harry couldn't have changed his mind, it had felt like her entire life had been leading to this event, and now he wasn't going through with it.
Cho fell on to her bed, a mixture of feelings swirling inside her. Anger, sorrow, despair, confusion, there was no ending to it. She read the letter a few more times over, just to make sure she knew exactly what she was reading. a few solitary tears rolled down her cheeks.
How could Harry do this to her, she'd been so happy and he'd just ruined that brilliant feeling, just because he'd had one bad day. She felt sort of anger at Harry for that, it seemed selfish to her.
But as she thought this she regretted it immediately. Harry thought he was going to get rejected, so it wasn't like he knew how much she wanted to meet him, he probably thought she didn't really care whether he came.
As well as this Harry the sort of person who kept his thoughts and feelings to himself. Having a crap day was probably his way of saying he was going to die next month. Harry probably had a perfectly good reason for calling it off. Cho's anger slipped away and even the tears subsided though she still felt remorse and despair.
Cho went over to where she had laid out her dress for the ball. It had seemed perfect just 10 minutes ago when she had imagined herself standing by the lake with Harry holding hands, even kissing him. Now the dress seemed to be the ugliest thing in the entire universe.
Everything seemed pointless now, what was the point in going to the ball, why did she want the perfect dress, hair, make-up and jewellery. What was the point in it all, if she couldn't see Harry. It wasn't fair. It would have been perfect. She had been wanting to talk face to face with Harry ever since she'd realised how much she loved and cared for him. There was no way she could just walk away and forget she ever loved Harry. Cho couldn't go back to the way she used to be, surly he would reconsider if he loved her as much as he said.
Dear ????????
Please please please! Don't do this to me, I've been looking forward to seeing you for so long, I never stop thinking about who you are or what I'll say to you, I'm as nervous about meeting up as you are. Trust me, I really want to see you, if we decide not to date, we can always be friends, I promise.
Love Cho
Cho sent the owl off hurriedly and went back over her long blue dress and touched the sleeve, she wasn't giving up, she loved Harry too much to give up on him now.
Harry's Dormitory:
Harry was in the Gryffindor common room, he had a mug of butter beer in his hand whilst helping Dean and Seamus set up some of Fred and George's fireworks.
He didn't feel in a particularly partying mood, but he was managing to enjoy himself. Ron and Hermione were so far no where to be seen, he'd managed to shove them to the back of his mind and try to have a decent Christmas Eve and Christmas day, even if he couldn't face Cho at the ball.
Lavender was at the party talking with Parvati Patil, she kept glancing at Harry and he got the distinct impression they were talking about him, Harry guessed it was because last time they'd had a ball Harry had gone with Parvati and he hadn't been the most exciting date.
Harry turned his attention back to his conversation with Dean and Seamus about whether Neville would fall for the canary cream joke again.
They laughed and talked for a while longer before Harry noticed Lavender was heading over to where he was, he pretended not to notice her and wandered over to the snack table hoping she wasn't going to start flirting with him or asking annoying questions or giggling like most girls seemed to spend their entire lives doing.
But as he gingerly looked at the food trying to figure out which ones were safe to eat, he noticed something in the corner of the room that almost made his heart stop.
There were two dark, shadowy figure standing in a corner away from the rest of the party. They were standing very close together and talking in low voices. One was tall with red hair and the other was slightly smaller with long bushy brown hair. Ron and Hermione. Ron was holding a butter beer in one hand and his other hands was grasping Hermione's hand.
Harry could hardly bare to watch as Ron placed his empty butter beer glass on a table and leaned even closer towards Hermione. Hermione reached up and ran her fingers through his hair and smiled into Ron's eyes. Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. Ron and Hermione were inches apart, Ron leaned just a few centimetres closer and Harry watched on in horror as there lips connected in a kiss.
Neither pulled away for over a minute. They stood pressing against each other, holding their deep, passionate kiss.
There were no words to describe how Harry felt as he watched his two best friends kissing. He couldn't take his eyes off them, his vision started blurring, hot, stinging tears of anger and pain were forming in his eyes but he wasn't going to let them flow just yet.
Ron and Hermione eventually pulled away from their kiss and looked deeply into each others eyes. Hermione leaned up and whispered something into Ron's ear. He smiled at her and turned his head away. That was when he spotted Harry, standing stock still just a few meters away. His face froze in horror as he looked into Harry's eyes.
Harry couldn't stand it any longer. He turned and ran. He heard them call his name and shout for him to wait, he heard some indistinct excuses yelled after him, but he wasn't taking anything in.
He ran through the crowded common room, knocking over Neville longbottom and shoving aside a small group of first years. He saw vague, blurred faces flash past. Lavender Brown and Parvati, looked confused along with Dean and Seamus who called his name and tried to run after him, but he wasn't registering anything except that he had to get away now!
Harry ran down the marble staircase, into the entrance hall and out into the Hogwarts grounds for the second time that day. He ran to the same spot he'd sat that morning and stood still, staring out over the lake and off into the distance until all he could see was the blackness of the dark night.
That morning he'd held back his tears but now he let out all of his emotions. Silent tears sliding down his pale cheeks on to the ground. He made no effort to subside or stop the tears of misery.
He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. Ron and Hermione were his best friends, he'd thought they'd cared about him. But how could they if they were getting drunk and kissing.
Harry briefly wondered if this had been going on for a while, but what did it matter, they obviously didn't care about him that much.
The tears pouring from his eyes, were of anger and hatred but most of all he was hurt by what he'd seen. Why had they done this to him, did they really not care or what. No matter what the reason, there was nothing that could comfort him now.
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Chapter 9's finished! Did you like it. I kinda got writers block so the ends not to good. Please review anyway cos I wanna know what I could do better or whatever you guys think.