The next chapter will definitely be the one where Harry tells Cho. That
will be the last chapter. I night write more if you guys want me to
continue it as a kinda sequel. Well it's up to you if you want a sequel
just put it your reviews! Anyway here's my thankyou's .
Suzy!!!!: You're so kind, even if it's a kind of deranged kindness. Oh well thank you for reviewing twice (again) I wanna pressie from Gandalf. *begs for pressie*
Sinbad-rulz: What's that supposed to mean!
Rivers: No it's not your birthday, but it feels like mine, all these fantastic reviews! Especially from you. I tried to make it emotional and interesting, I'm glad you think I did so well. Butterbeer isn't strongly alcoholic for humans, but who's to say they hadn't been drinking something else as well as butterbeer. Anyway thanks for great reviews, your reviews mean a lot to me thankyou!
Slate07: No I was only ever gonna write two more chapters, unless you people want me to continue with a sequel. Thanks for reviewing, I really am trying to make the chapters longer.
TheLaguna: Oh I understand now. I'm glad you like this fic and since you've been so kind in your reviews I'll try to check out your fics! Harry will get his friends, I could never end a fic with Harry not getting Ron and Hermione back. Oh the horror!
Ghetx2o: You're a great reviewer, you always say such nice things! You're encouragement is so helpful, it really helps to keep me writing, if only your kindness was everywhere. *Hugz you* thank you!
Candle in the wind: Yeh well Ron and Hermione have hurt his feelings, he can yell at them, They will all eventually be friends again soon don't worry. Everything will be alright. Thankyou for your reviews! *Hugz you*
Erika: Here's chapter 11. you'll be pleased to hear in the next chapter Harry tells Cho! The bad new is that's the last chapter unless you want a sequel. Just let me know, sequel or no sequel!
Anonymous Penguin who's stalking Elaine: You can get lost if you review my fic again I'll hunt you down and kill you! I'm not 14 I'm 13 so I dunno what the hell your on! I'll disown you if you keep sending be abusive evil e-mails mwahahahaha! *Kicks you in the shins* you uncaring stupid freak of nature! Ok sorry that was harsh. *walks off singing a song about evil friends who fancy Jamie even though he's a pretentious bastard!*
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Chapter 11:
For a few precious seconds on the Christmas day morning Harry didn't recall the events on the night before. But suddenly everything came flooding back to him and Harry just wanted to curl up under his covers and go back to sleep, as if that would make it go away or if he stayed asleep everything would sort it self out. But life didn't work like that.
Harry had to drag himself out of bed and into his clothes. He noticed the pile of presents at the end of his bed, but they didn't bring any comfort to him, he wanted to just ignore them, opening them wasn't going to make him feel any better.
He looked around the room. Ron's bed was empty, he had obviously left early to go and open his presents with Hermione in the common room. Harry clenched his teeth as he thought of Ron and Hermione. Dean, Seamus and Neville were all still sleeping.
Harry didn't feel like talking to anyone, he wanted to be alone. He was spending more and more time alone recently and not just because of his argument with Ron and Hermione. His mind was always crammed full of thoughts which he wanted to sort out, but he couldn't do that surrounded by people.
Harry was about to go downstairs into the common room and out into the Hogwarts grounds. Sitting by the lake seemed to calm him down and help him think rationally. But Neville was stirring, he was awake within seconds and looking happily at the stack of presents at the foot of his bed.
"Happy Christmas Harry!" Neville said excitedly. Harry forced a smile.
"Yeh Happy Christmas," Harry said somewhat flatly. Neville's loud voice had awoken dean and Seamus and with minutes they too were looking joyfully greeting Harry and starting to open their presents.
"Hey Harry, aren't you gonna open yours too!" Seamus said to Harry. One part of Harry seriously wanted to run away and forget about Christmas forever, but the other part knew he should join in a try to enjoy himself, after all he couldn't let Ron and Hermione be happily enjoying Christmas day together whilst he was alone with nothing to celebrate. Christmas was Christmas!
So Harry pulled himself together, placed all his presents on the floor and sat down with Dean, Seamus and Neville. Harry obviously had the least presents, but all the same it was interesting to see what the other three had been given by their families.
Harry had less presents than usual this year, Most of his presents normally came from Ron and Hermione. He had the normal green, woolly jumper from Mrs. Weasley, obviously Ron hadn't told her about their argument. There was a box of jokes and tricks from Fred and George Weasley with a small card that said:
Harry
Just a small thank you for the gold you lent us, joke shops doing great thanks for all your help
Fred and George
Harry smiled remembering the Tri-wizard winnings he'd given to Fred and George for their joke shop, he vaguely wondered if Dean and Seamus knew about that.
Harry had a pinecone from the Dursley's.
"aaaaawwww their so kind" Dean said when he saw the pinecone. Harry laughed and through it out the window.
"Yup! Aren't I so lucky to have such caring relatives." He said and went back to his other presents. Dobby had sent him three pairs of odd socks. All with cheesy Christmas figures on them that sung carols. Harry wasted no time in stuffing them into the bottom of his trunk knowing that he would never where them. They would drive anyone crazy!
Hagrid had sent him a bigger box of sweets than usual and a book on magical creatures. Harry's final present was from Lupin and Tonks. Harry was very surprised they had sent him something. He hadn't seen them since Sirius's death, Harry had thought they like himself blamed him for Sirius's death. It opened it with excitement. It was a small model Firebolt, it had Harry's name engraved on the side and when you commanded it, the Firebolt could really fly. It was an exact replica. Harry grinned broadly when he saw it. There was a short letter inside the parcel too which read.
Dear Harry
We hope you like this, Sirius wouldn't have wanted you to not to have something off him at Christmas, so this is on behalf of him. We also want to tell you that we don't blame you for his death. It wasn't your fault. He wouldn't want you to blame yourself.
Hope you have a good Christmas, we'll do our best to get you from Privet Drive in the summer. Send our best wishes to Ron and Hermione
Lupin and Tonks.
Harry was glad they had sent him a present, but the mention of Sirius brought back painful memories of the previous year.
Harry didn't want to linger on these thoughts and feelings on Christmas day, but he couldn't help but wish for the millionth time he could go back and do things differently. Not let Voldemort into his mind and trick him like that. Harry had pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind many times, but every so often he would remember that day and wish more than ever that he hadn't been so stupid, so rash. Why hadn't he thought about what he was doing.
Harry eventually pulled himself back to reality and watched the others open the last of their presents.
By lunch time Harry had forgotten about Sirius and was sitting the common room talking to Dean, Seamus and Neville.
"Harry you still taking Lavender to the ball?" Seamus asked Harry, changing the subject. Which had previously been about Christmas in general.
"Yeh, I guess," Harry replied unenthusiastically. He had totally forgotten about the Ball until now. Suddenly his stomach tightened as he remembered that he'd promised Cho he'd meet her. He half wished he hadn't said he would, it had been a kind of spur of the moment thing. But he wasn't going back now. He loved Cho and giving himself more time wouldn't help. If he really cared he could do this.
"You're lucky, I ain't got a date," Neville said despondently. Harry gave him a sympathetic smile.
"I'm going with Ginny," Dean said happily. He had been dating Ginny for a while now, Harry was happy for her, she'd got over him knowing that he would never think of her as more than a friend, that worked for both of them.
"So who you going with Seamus?" asked Neville.
"He's going with Parvati," Dean said teasingly. Seamus gave him a playful shove.
"Well who else could I go with, I don't like her or anything," Seamus said defensively. Harry, Dean and Neville cracked up laughing.
"Hey can we go down to dinner now I'm starving," Seamus said trying to change the subject. Harry was glad of this, he hadn't wanted to talk about the Ball in case he ended up changing his mind about Cho. He knew he had to do this, he couldn't let nerves overpower him.
So they went down to Christmas lunch in high spirits. The Great Hall was full of its traditional stunning decorations that made Harry stop still and stare around. There were 12 Christmas trees, with tinsel all the colours of the rainbow, and each with its own golden sparkling star on top. There was holly and mistletoe all over the place and twinkling lights everywhere.
As Harry walked between the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables looking for a seat he spotted Cho. She was with her usual gang of girls, they were talking excitedly, probably about the Ball Harry thought.
He let his eyes linger on Cho watching her every move. Her long black hair gleamed more than any of the fairy lights, her face mesmerized Harry, everything about her was perfect, how could he ever have forgotten about her. Nothing was going to stop him from telling her that night, nothing was going to stand in his way now.
Hogwarts Christmas dinner was always a special occasion, and nothing had changed this year. The food was fantastic, everything Harry possibly could have wanted was there. He pulled numerous crackers with Dean, Seamus and Neville and must have been told over a hundred cracker jokes by the end of it all.
Harry only once spotted Ron and Hermione, it looked like Hermione was laughing at a joke Ron had just told her. It didn't really bother Harry seeing them like that. He was happy enough without them, for now. He didn't look at them again, enjoying the rest of his Christmas lunch.
Soon enough Harry was full up and he left with Dean, Seamus and Neville. They decided to go into the snowy grounds and have a snowball fight. Harry found himself laughing and joking just as much as if he'd been with Ron and Hermione, he was truly happy.
As the sky began to darken and the feeling of the Ball drawing closer dawned on Harry, he became more and more nervous. He couldn't concentrate on the snowballs being thrown at him, all he could think about was Cho's face. Her deep brown eyes, her entrancing, long, black hair, her perfect lips, how many times had he thought about he features, about how amazing she was. He didn't want to be without her, he needed to hold her in his arms again. It had only been about a year since he'd last touched her, talked to her, kissed her. But it seemed lie a life time ago. Nothing seemed to matter any more but the time when they met by the lake. 12:15 it drew nearer with every passing second.
Cho's Dormitory:
It was only 5:00pm but already Cho and her friends were getting ready. Cho hadn't been so happy in a long time, tonight she finally confessed her true feelings to Harry.
Her dress was laid out on her bed, she looked at it fondly. Only 3 hours before the Ball started. Her date was Roger Davis, but like she cared about him. No. the only thing that mattered to her about this Ball was Harry.
She couldn't shake the image of his face from her mind, and she didn't want to. But she wasn't happy just imagining him, she had to see him. She wanted so much to talk to him, touch him, kiss him. She let her lips curl into a smile as she imagined kissing Harry. She couldn't wait any longer, she was checking her watch every thirty second. Counting down the minutes until she would see Harry by the lake and finally admit everything.
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Cho sat at her mirror studying her reflection. Was her hair perfect? Was her dress perfect? Was there anything wrong with her reflection? Was there anything she could improve? She was so nervous. She had to look perfect, it was almost time to go down to the Great Hall, to the Ball. She checked her watch one last time 7:45pm. It was time. She took off her watch (which spoiled her outfit) and stood up. Time to go.
Harry's Dormitory
Harry looked at his watch, 7:30pm only 15 more minutes until he had to go. He made one final check of his hair (which he tried to make lie flat but failed dramatically) and went down to the common room where his date was waiting.
Lavender looked surprisingly pretty, in a light blue gown and her hair clipped on top of her head. Harry smiled at her.
"You look great," he said, Lavender started one of her giggling fits and failed to calm down for over a minute.
"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself," Harry smiled again.
"So you ready to go?" he asked
"Yeah come on, or we'll miss the beginning," Lavender said. So they headed out of the portrait hole and towards the Great Hall. 'This was it' thought Harry 'no going back now'
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Mwahahahahahaha! The next chapter will definitely be the last one unless you guys want a sequel. So just let me know in a review, sequel or no sequel. Hope you liked this chapter, and don't kill me, I know it was kinda a cliffy! But that's what I'm famous for, get used to it! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Suzy!!!!: You're so kind, even if it's a kind of deranged kindness. Oh well thank you for reviewing twice (again) I wanna pressie from Gandalf. *begs for pressie*
Sinbad-rulz: What's that supposed to mean!
Rivers: No it's not your birthday, but it feels like mine, all these fantastic reviews! Especially from you. I tried to make it emotional and interesting, I'm glad you think I did so well. Butterbeer isn't strongly alcoholic for humans, but who's to say they hadn't been drinking something else as well as butterbeer. Anyway thanks for great reviews, your reviews mean a lot to me thankyou!
Slate07: No I was only ever gonna write two more chapters, unless you people want me to continue with a sequel. Thanks for reviewing, I really am trying to make the chapters longer.
TheLaguna: Oh I understand now. I'm glad you like this fic and since you've been so kind in your reviews I'll try to check out your fics! Harry will get his friends, I could never end a fic with Harry not getting Ron and Hermione back. Oh the horror!
Ghetx2o: You're a great reviewer, you always say such nice things! You're encouragement is so helpful, it really helps to keep me writing, if only your kindness was everywhere. *Hugz you* thank you!
Candle in the wind: Yeh well Ron and Hermione have hurt his feelings, he can yell at them, They will all eventually be friends again soon don't worry. Everything will be alright. Thankyou for your reviews! *Hugz you*
Erika: Here's chapter 11. you'll be pleased to hear in the next chapter Harry tells Cho! The bad new is that's the last chapter unless you want a sequel. Just let me know, sequel or no sequel!
Anonymous Penguin who's stalking Elaine: You can get lost if you review my fic again I'll hunt you down and kill you! I'm not 14 I'm 13 so I dunno what the hell your on! I'll disown you if you keep sending be abusive evil e-mails mwahahahaha! *Kicks you in the shins* you uncaring stupid freak of nature! Ok sorry that was harsh. *walks off singing a song about evil friends who fancy Jamie even though he's a pretentious bastard!*
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Chapter 11:
For a few precious seconds on the Christmas day morning Harry didn't recall the events on the night before. But suddenly everything came flooding back to him and Harry just wanted to curl up under his covers and go back to sleep, as if that would make it go away or if he stayed asleep everything would sort it self out. But life didn't work like that.
Harry had to drag himself out of bed and into his clothes. He noticed the pile of presents at the end of his bed, but they didn't bring any comfort to him, he wanted to just ignore them, opening them wasn't going to make him feel any better.
He looked around the room. Ron's bed was empty, he had obviously left early to go and open his presents with Hermione in the common room. Harry clenched his teeth as he thought of Ron and Hermione. Dean, Seamus and Neville were all still sleeping.
Harry didn't feel like talking to anyone, he wanted to be alone. He was spending more and more time alone recently and not just because of his argument with Ron and Hermione. His mind was always crammed full of thoughts which he wanted to sort out, but he couldn't do that surrounded by people.
Harry was about to go downstairs into the common room and out into the Hogwarts grounds. Sitting by the lake seemed to calm him down and help him think rationally. But Neville was stirring, he was awake within seconds and looking happily at the stack of presents at the foot of his bed.
"Happy Christmas Harry!" Neville said excitedly. Harry forced a smile.
"Yeh Happy Christmas," Harry said somewhat flatly. Neville's loud voice had awoken dean and Seamus and with minutes they too were looking joyfully greeting Harry and starting to open their presents.
"Hey Harry, aren't you gonna open yours too!" Seamus said to Harry. One part of Harry seriously wanted to run away and forget about Christmas forever, but the other part knew he should join in a try to enjoy himself, after all he couldn't let Ron and Hermione be happily enjoying Christmas day together whilst he was alone with nothing to celebrate. Christmas was Christmas!
So Harry pulled himself together, placed all his presents on the floor and sat down with Dean, Seamus and Neville. Harry obviously had the least presents, but all the same it was interesting to see what the other three had been given by their families.
Harry had less presents than usual this year, Most of his presents normally came from Ron and Hermione. He had the normal green, woolly jumper from Mrs. Weasley, obviously Ron hadn't told her about their argument. There was a box of jokes and tricks from Fred and George Weasley with a small card that said:
Harry
Just a small thank you for the gold you lent us, joke shops doing great thanks for all your help
Fred and George
Harry smiled remembering the Tri-wizard winnings he'd given to Fred and George for their joke shop, he vaguely wondered if Dean and Seamus knew about that.
Harry had a pinecone from the Dursley's.
"aaaaawwww their so kind" Dean said when he saw the pinecone. Harry laughed and through it out the window.
"Yup! Aren't I so lucky to have such caring relatives." He said and went back to his other presents. Dobby had sent him three pairs of odd socks. All with cheesy Christmas figures on them that sung carols. Harry wasted no time in stuffing them into the bottom of his trunk knowing that he would never where them. They would drive anyone crazy!
Hagrid had sent him a bigger box of sweets than usual and a book on magical creatures. Harry's final present was from Lupin and Tonks. Harry was very surprised they had sent him something. He hadn't seen them since Sirius's death, Harry had thought they like himself blamed him for Sirius's death. It opened it with excitement. It was a small model Firebolt, it had Harry's name engraved on the side and when you commanded it, the Firebolt could really fly. It was an exact replica. Harry grinned broadly when he saw it. There was a short letter inside the parcel too which read.
Dear Harry
We hope you like this, Sirius wouldn't have wanted you to not to have something off him at Christmas, so this is on behalf of him. We also want to tell you that we don't blame you for his death. It wasn't your fault. He wouldn't want you to blame yourself.
Hope you have a good Christmas, we'll do our best to get you from Privet Drive in the summer. Send our best wishes to Ron and Hermione
Lupin and Tonks.
Harry was glad they had sent him a present, but the mention of Sirius brought back painful memories of the previous year.
Harry didn't want to linger on these thoughts and feelings on Christmas day, but he couldn't help but wish for the millionth time he could go back and do things differently. Not let Voldemort into his mind and trick him like that. Harry had pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind many times, but every so often he would remember that day and wish more than ever that he hadn't been so stupid, so rash. Why hadn't he thought about what he was doing.
Harry eventually pulled himself back to reality and watched the others open the last of their presents.
By lunch time Harry had forgotten about Sirius and was sitting the common room talking to Dean, Seamus and Neville.
"Harry you still taking Lavender to the ball?" Seamus asked Harry, changing the subject. Which had previously been about Christmas in general.
"Yeh, I guess," Harry replied unenthusiastically. He had totally forgotten about the Ball until now. Suddenly his stomach tightened as he remembered that he'd promised Cho he'd meet her. He half wished he hadn't said he would, it had been a kind of spur of the moment thing. But he wasn't going back now. He loved Cho and giving himself more time wouldn't help. If he really cared he could do this.
"You're lucky, I ain't got a date," Neville said despondently. Harry gave him a sympathetic smile.
"I'm going with Ginny," Dean said happily. He had been dating Ginny for a while now, Harry was happy for her, she'd got over him knowing that he would never think of her as more than a friend, that worked for both of them.
"So who you going with Seamus?" asked Neville.
"He's going with Parvati," Dean said teasingly. Seamus gave him a playful shove.
"Well who else could I go with, I don't like her or anything," Seamus said defensively. Harry, Dean and Neville cracked up laughing.
"Hey can we go down to dinner now I'm starving," Seamus said trying to change the subject. Harry was glad of this, he hadn't wanted to talk about the Ball in case he ended up changing his mind about Cho. He knew he had to do this, he couldn't let nerves overpower him.
So they went down to Christmas lunch in high spirits. The Great Hall was full of its traditional stunning decorations that made Harry stop still and stare around. There were 12 Christmas trees, with tinsel all the colours of the rainbow, and each with its own golden sparkling star on top. There was holly and mistletoe all over the place and twinkling lights everywhere.
As Harry walked between the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables looking for a seat he spotted Cho. She was with her usual gang of girls, they were talking excitedly, probably about the Ball Harry thought.
He let his eyes linger on Cho watching her every move. Her long black hair gleamed more than any of the fairy lights, her face mesmerized Harry, everything about her was perfect, how could he ever have forgotten about her. Nothing was going to stop him from telling her that night, nothing was going to stand in his way now.
Hogwarts Christmas dinner was always a special occasion, and nothing had changed this year. The food was fantastic, everything Harry possibly could have wanted was there. He pulled numerous crackers with Dean, Seamus and Neville and must have been told over a hundred cracker jokes by the end of it all.
Harry only once spotted Ron and Hermione, it looked like Hermione was laughing at a joke Ron had just told her. It didn't really bother Harry seeing them like that. He was happy enough without them, for now. He didn't look at them again, enjoying the rest of his Christmas lunch.
Soon enough Harry was full up and he left with Dean, Seamus and Neville. They decided to go into the snowy grounds and have a snowball fight. Harry found himself laughing and joking just as much as if he'd been with Ron and Hermione, he was truly happy.
As the sky began to darken and the feeling of the Ball drawing closer dawned on Harry, he became more and more nervous. He couldn't concentrate on the snowballs being thrown at him, all he could think about was Cho's face. Her deep brown eyes, her entrancing, long, black hair, her perfect lips, how many times had he thought about he features, about how amazing she was. He didn't want to be without her, he needed to hold her in his arms again. It had only been about a year since he'd last touched her, talked to her, kissed her. But it seemed lie a life time ago. Nothing seemed to matter any more but the time when they met by the lake. 12:15 it drew nearer with every passing second.
Cho's Dormitory:
It was only 5:00pm but already Cho and her friends were getting ready. Cho hadn't been so happy in a long time, tonight she finally confessed her true feelings to Harry.
Her dress was laid out on her bed, she looked at it fondly. Only 3 hours before the Ball started. Her date was Roger Davis, but like she cared about him. No. the only thing that mattered to her about this Ball was Harry.
She couldn't shake the image of his face from her mind, and she didn't want to. But she wasn't happy just imagining him, she had to see him. She wanted so much to talk to him, touch him, kiss him. She let her lips curl into a smile as she imagined kissing Harry. She couldn't wait any longer, she was checking her watch every thirty second. Counting down the minutes until she would see Harry by the lake and finally admit everything.
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Cho sat at her mirror studying her reflection. Was her hair perfect? Was her dress perfect? Was there anything wrong with her reflection? Was there anything she could improve? She was so nervous. She had to look perfect, it was almost time to go down to the Great Hall, to the Ball. She checked her watch one last time 7:45pm. It was time. She took off her watch (which spoiled her outfit) and stood up. Time to go.
Harry's Dormitory
Harry looked at his watch, 7:30pm only 15 more minutes until he had to go. He made one final check of his hair (which he tried to make lie flat but failed dramatically) and went down to the common room where his date was waiting.
Lavender looked surprisingly pretty, in a light blue gown and her hair clipped on top of her head. Harry smiled at her.
"You look great," he said, Lavender started one of her giggling fits and failed to calm down for over a minute.
"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself," Harry smiled again.
"So you ready to go?" he asked
"Yeah come on, or we'll miss the beginning," Lavender said. So they headed out of the portrait hole and towards the Great Hall. 'This was it' thought Harry 'no going back now'
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Mwahahahahahaha! The next chapter will definitely be the last one unless you guys want a sequel. So just let me know in a review, sequel or no sequel. Hope you liked this chapter, and don't kill me, I know it was kinda a cliffy! But that's what I'm famous for, get used to it! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!