A/N:: I might finish this later, I'm not sure how late my mother will let
me stay up tonight.
Lilaznpinky525:: I have no problem with more than one username. Hmm... maybe someone is pretending they're you. **scary music appears out of no where** Thank you, as always, and I promise I'll have the whole Draco/Cho thing fixed ASAP. Happy New Year! Yeah, I'm feeling a little guilty about Ron. Maybe I'll have someone cheer him up this chapter.
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George and Harry caught up to Fred and Hermione very soon. They reached the room moderately quickly, considering Hermione and Fred were holding hands ("Aw. Ain't that just the cutest thing you've ever seen?" said George). Hermione tapped the brick and said "Fred." The door appeared and they went inside. The ink on the note on the shelf was still wet, meaning Malfoy had just been there. Hermione laughed at the note and passed it to Fred, who forced a nervous laugh. He gave the note to George and Harry::
'Hermione, forgetting my social status, are the rumors about yours real? Please, I thought you could sink no lower than to date a Weasley. You might be here because some of your nosy friends (and your stupid boyfriend) found out I know Cho as more than a friend. I think her previous boyfriend spotted us in the hall and is now sulking. I think it finally is over now, Granger. --Malfoy.'
Harry only just finished reading the letter when- speak of the Devil- Malfoy walked into the room, followed closely by Cho, who looked scared of something behind her, which turned out to be Ron.
"Malfoy, stay away from Hermione." Said Fred, looking like he'd be ready to pound Malfoy in an instant. Even George was surprised by the amount of bitterness in his voice.
"Aw. Isn't that adorable." Malfoy sneered. "Weasel's sticking up for his ickle bitty girlfriend now isn't he?"
"Draco..." Cho said in a warning voice. "I knew something like this would happen. It's been happening all morning."
"Shut up, Chang." Rang through the Room, but this time it was Ron who spoke, "You...you..." Ron couldn't muster the strength it took to insult Cho.
"What am I, Ron, what am I?" She shot back at him. Obviously they fought on the way there, judging by the way she glared at them.
"How long were you going out with him?" Ron said, his voice cracking.
"Since last night." Cho muttered quietly.
"Oh, what, you had some midnight stroll like you did with Harry? You were probably going out with him, too. You might've gone out with every single person in the school, I would never know, I'm never invited to these nice long chats you have." Ron shouted, looking like he was going to cry, but also really angry.
"You can come!" Hermione said quietly, after Ron shouted, so it had the effect of an elephant talking to a mouse.
"You know what?" Ron said, staring at Hermione, but obviously he didn't know what, so he said whatever came to mind. "I...I...maybe I will come, see how you like it." He stormed out of the room.
Cho was whimpering. Malfoy went to comfort her, but she snapped, "Don't come near me, Malfoy."
"You weren't so keen to say that this morning." Malfoy said, but left the room anyway. Cho took a seat on one of the closer benches. It was quite hard to tell if she was crying or not; she had her head in her hands. George looked over at Harry silently, but his meaning could not be clearer. 'Which one of us should comfort her?' Harry pointed to him, remembering that Cho might actually like him now that all her other dates left. George sat down on the bench next to her. "Er...Cho?" He said quietly. She looked up at him, the tears streaming down her face. Unexpectedly, she flung her arms around him. He looked rather surprised. Harry looked around and saw Fred's arms locked around Hermione from behind, she was leaning on him. He felt alone, all of the sudden. Everyone around him had someone, except him. He made to leave.
"You're right, dinner will probably be served in a minute." Cho said, letting go of George, who finally looked like he was comfortable. George got up. In a few minutes, they were all sitting down at the Gryffindor table. It seemed to Harry that the only person besides him that wasn't submersed in a conversation with their loved one was Ron, sitting across from him.
"It's quite sickening, isn't it?" Harry remarked to Ron.
"Yeah. How did you find out?" Ron replied.
"I was told. Name anyone in the Gryffindor house and they helped me find out." Harry said, then sounding angry, added, "Why didn't you tell me? I told you everything."
"I dunno. I thought if I told you, you'd keep a watch on her and start to like her too." Ron said, suddenly yawning. They sat talking for another hour until dinner was over. Then, Hermione, Fred, George, Cho, Harry and Ron left the Great Hall.
Lilaznpinky525:: I have no problem with more than one username. Hmm... maybe someone is pretending they're you. **scary music appears out of no where** Thank you, as always, and I promise I'll have the whole Draco/Cho thing fixed ASAP. Happy New Year! Yeah, I'm feeling a little guilty about Ron. Maybe I'll have someone cheer him up this chapter.
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George and Harry caught up to Fred and Hermione very soon. They reached the room moderately quickly, considering Hermione and Fred were holding hands ("Aw. Ain't that just the cutest thing you've ever seen?" said George). Hermione tapped the brick and said "Fred." The door appeared and they went inside. The ink on the note on the shelf was still wet, meaning Malfoy had just been there. Hermione laughed at the note and passed it to Fred, who forced a nervous laugh. He gave the note to George and Harry::
'Hermione, forgetting my social status, are the rumors about yours real? Please, I thought you could sink no lower than to date a Weasley. You might be here because some of your nosy friends (and your stupid boyfriend) found out I know Cho as more than a friend. I think her previous boyfriend spotted us in the hall and is now sulking. I think it finally is over now, Granger. --Malfoy.'
Harry only just finished reading the letter when- speak of the Devil- Malfoy walked into the room, followed closely by Cho, who looked scared of something behind her, which turned out to be Ron.
"Malfoy, stay away from Hermione." Said Fred, looking like he'd be ready to pound Malfoy in an instant. Even George was surprised by the amount of bitterness in his voice.
"Aw. Isn't that adorable." Malfoy sneered. "Weasel's sticking up for his ickle bitty girlfriend now isn't he?"
"Draco..." Cho said in a warning voice. "I knew something like this would happen. It's been happening all morning."
"Shut up, Chang." Rang through the Room, but this time it was Ron who spoke, "You...you..." Ron couldn't muster the strength it took to insult Cho.
"What am I, Ron, what am I?" She shot back at him. Obviously they fought on the way there, judging by the way she glared at them.
"How long were you going out with him?" Ron said, his voice cracking.
"Since last night." Cho muttered quietly.
"Oh, what, you had some midnight stroll like you did with Harry? You were probably going out with him, too. You might've gone out with every single person in the school, I would never know, I'm never invited to these nice long chats you have." Ron shouted, looking like he was going to cry, but also really angry.
"You can come!" Hermione said quietly, after Ron shouted, so it had the effect of an elephant talking to a mouse.
"You know what?" Ron said, staring at Hermione, but obviously he didn't know what, so he said whatever came to mind. "I...I...maybe I will come, see how you like it." He stormed out of the room.
Cho was whimpering. Malfoy went to comfort her, but she snapped, "Don't come near me, Malfoy."
"You weren't so keen to say that this morning." Malfoy said, but left the room anyway. Cho took a seat on one of the closer benches. It was quite hard to tell if she was crying or not; she had her head in her hands. George looked over at Harry silently, but his meaning could not be clearer. 'Which one of us should comfort her?' Harry pointed to him, remembering that Cho might actually like him now that all her other dates left. George sat down on the bench next to her. "Er...Cho?" He said quietly. She looked up at him, the tears streaming down her face. Unexpectedly, she flung her arms around him. He looked rather surprised. Harry looked around and saw Fred's arms locked around Hermione from behind, she was leaning on him. He felt alone, all of the sudden. Everyone around him had someone, except him. He made to leave.
"You're right, dinner will probably be served in a minute." Cho said, letting go of George, who finally looked like he was comfortable. George got up. In a few minutes, they were all sitting down at the Gryffindor table. It seemed to Harry that the only person besides him that wasn't submersed in a conversation with their loved one was Ron, sitting across from him.
"It's quite sickening, isn't it?" Harry remarked to Ron.
"Yeah. How did you find out?" Ron replied.
"I was told. Name anyone in the Gryffindor house and they helped me find out." Harry said, then sounding angry, added, "Why didn't you tell me? I told you everything."
"I dunno. I thought if I told you, you'd keep a watch on her and start to like her too." Ron said, suddenly yawning. They sat talking for another hour until dinner was over. Then, Hermione, Fred, George, Cho, Harry and Ron left the Great Hall.