Authors Note: This is my first fic - ever. (Plus, I really suck at writing stories, but I thought I'd give it a shot). Obviously this is a H/C fic - takes place during Halloween. There won't be very many chapters, probably 2-4 and that's it. Just a little short-story :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this it all belongs to J.K Rowling. I own only my imagination of the story
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"A dementor? Harry, have you gone mental?!" The high-pitched yell that belonged to Cho Chang sent curious stares towards Harry and herself.
Harry smiled nervously at the onlookers in the hallways. "Cho, darling, keep your voice down," He noticed some students still looking at the disturbed couple. The group of students began to walk away, but still keeping their eyes on Harry and Cho. "Nothing would be wrong with being a dementor for Halloween ..right? Plus, it's only for one night, it's not like Voldemort would just pop out of nowhere and think I'm one of his dumb goons."
Cho flinched at the mention of Voldemort but continued on protesting. "Harry, you just don't understand. If you dress up as a dementor and show up at the Halloween Ball you could scare the students into oblivion, as well as the teachers too!" She looked pleadingly at Harry and softened her voice, "They might even try to hex you..I just don't think you --"
"Shush, Cho." Harry walked through the halls on his way to Gryffindor Tower, Cho closely behind watching his every step. "I was hoping that you'd approve of my choice of costume, but maybe I should ask for a more intelligent opinion!"
Stopping dead in her tracks, Cho eyed Harry, fighting back tears at the same time.
"Intelligent?! You want intelligent?! I'm trying to keep you from getting hexed on Halloween which happens to be in a week and you want a more intelligent opinion!"
Cho could feel the warm tears trickle down her face. "If you insist on being a dementor, go right ahead! But it won't be my fault when you're at the ball all by yourself and the next thing you'll hear is someone yelling out 'Expecto Patronum' and then you'll be chased around by who knows what?!"
Without another word from her mouth, and before Harry could even speak, Cho walked off into the grounds of Hogwarts.
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During potions Harry couldn't focus on Professor Snape's lecture at all. But then again ..who could? 'I don't think a dementor is a bad choice at all, but then again, myself being a dementor wouldn't look very good with Cho being Snow White.'
Harry glanced up to see Professor Snape still going through his lecture. So he continued his thoughts. 'Who is Snow White anyway? - Oh yes! Cho did say she was in a muggle fairy tale..'
All of a sudden a rather dark, gloomy voice interrupted Harry. "MR.POTTER! Would you please stop fantasizing and pay attention?"
Professor Snape had his head turned towards Harry, as did everyone else in the class. Small, audible snickers could be heard by the Slytherins, but Harry paid no attention.
To Harry's left, Hermione glared at Harry, hoping that he'd have a rather good excuse this time. Seeing that Harry still wasn't paying attention she nudged him in the ribs.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts "OW- Oh, um - sorry Professor. It won't happen again."
"Please, let's keep it that way. 15 points from Gryffindor." With a turn of his heel, Professor Snape turned back to the chalkboard.
To Harry's right, Ron noticed Harry's odd behavior. Ron gave Harry a quick pat on the back and whispered in Harry's ear, "C'mon mate, I know that Snape isn't very fun to listen to, but you have to stop thinking about Cho."
Harry glanced over at Ron. "I know, but it's too hard NOT to think about her. I have to fix things between us before the ball. I miss her too much."
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Cho sat in the Ravenclaw Tower, stretched out on a comfy, arm-chair reading a book. She could hear giggles coming from the girls dormitories.
Cho glanced up looking at the top of the stairs leading to the girls dormitories, "Padma must be telling everyone else about today's argument.." Cho sighed and continued reading her book.
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During dinner that night Cho sat in between Marietta and Padma at the Ravenclaw table.
Padma took a sip of her pumpkin juice and noticed that Cho wasn't eating much - and she knew why. "Oh Cho, just give it a rest. You and Harry will be back together talking, snogging, then -"
Cho grunted. "What's your point Padma?"
Padma gave Cho and apologetic look. "As I was saying, it won't take long before you two are in each other's arms again. No worries Cho."
"But why does he have to be a dementor?? Snow White and a dementor? Do you think that would be a very good combination?" Before Padma could answer, Cho continued on "No, I didn't think so. Why can't he just be Prince Charming, or something else that doesn't have to do with dementors, or anything like that."
Padma shrugged, glanced over at Marietta who looked up and shrugged as well.
What Cho didn't notice was that Harry overheard their conversation, as he pleasantly walked out of the Great Hall with a small grin on his face.
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Okay, well that's it for now. I know it isn't much, and it isn't very good. But oh well :P
(Oh btw, since this is my first time having a fic up here, who wants to help me with making the font bold, italics, underline, etc.?)
(It's not cooperating with me very much :P) Thank you!
Pls R/R. I'd love to hear your suggestions, comments, constructive critism, etc.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this it all belongs to J.K Rowling. I own only my imagination of the story
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"A dementor? Harry, have you gone mental?!" The high-pitched yell that belonged to Cho Chang sent curious stares towards Harry and herself.
Harry smiled nervously at the onlookers in the hallways. "Cho, darling, keep your voice down," He noticed some students still looking at the disturbed couple. The group of students began to walk away, but still keeping their eyes on Harry and Cho. "Nothing would be wrong with being a dementor for Halloween ..right? Plus, it's only for one night, it's not like Voldemort would just pop out of nowhere and think I'm one of his dumb goons."
Cho flinched at the mention of Voldemort but continued on protesting. "Harry, you just don't understand. If you dress up as a dementor and show up at the Halloween Ball you could scare the students into oblivion, as well as the teachers too!" She looked pleadingly at Harry and softened her voice, "They might even try to hex you..I just don't think you --"
"Shush, Cho." Harry walked through the halls on his way to Gryffindor Tower, Cho closely behind watching his every step. "I was hoping that you'd approve of my choice of costume, but maybe I should ask for a more intelligent opinion!"
Stopping dead in her tracks, Cho eyed Harry, fighting back tears at the same time.
"Intelligent?! You want intelligent?! I'm trying to keep you from getting hexed on Halloween which happens to be in a week and you want a more intelligent opinion!"
Cho could feel the warm tears trickle down her face. "If you insist on being a dementor, go right ahead! But it won't be my fault when you're at the ball all by yourself and the next thing you'll hear is someone yelling out 'Expecto Patronum' and then you'll be chased around by who knows what?!"
Without another word from her mouth, and before Harry could even speak, Cho walked off into the grounds of Hogwarts.
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During potions Harry couldn't focus on Professor Snape's lecture at all. But then again ..who could? 'I don't think a dementor is a bad choice at all, but then again, myself being a dementor wouldn't look very good with Cho being Snow White.'
Harry glanced up to see Professor Snape still going through his lecture. So he continued his thoughts. 'Who is Snow White anyway? - Oh yes! Cho did say she was in a muggle fairy tale..'
All of a sudden a rather dark, gloomy voice interrupted Harry. "MR.POTTER! Would you please stop fantasizing and pay attention?"
Professor Snape had his head turned towards Harry, as did everyone else in the class. Small, audible snickers could be heard by the Slytherins, but Harry paid no attention.
To Harry's left, Hermione glared at Harry, hoping that he'd have a rather good excuse this time. Seeing that Harry still wasn't paying attention she nudged him in the ribs.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts "OW- Oh, um - sorry Professor. It won't happen again."
"Please, let's keep it that way. 15 points from Gryffindor." With a turn of his heel, Professor Snape turned back to the chalkboard.
To Harry's right, Ron noticed Harry's odd behavior. Ron gave Harry a quick pat on the back and whispered in Harry's ear, "C'mon mate, I know that Snape isn't very fun to listen to, but you have to stop thinking about Cho."
Harry glanced over at Ron. "I know, but it's too hard NOT to think about her. I have to fix things between us before the ball. I miss her too much."
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Cho sat in the Ravenclaw Tower, stretched out on a comfy, arm-chair reading a book. She could hear giggles coming from the girls dormitories.
Cho glanced up looking at the top of the stairs leading to the girls dormitories, "Padma must be telling everyone else about today's argument.." Cho sighed and continued reading her book.
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During dinner that night Cho sat in between Marietta and Padma at the Ravenclaw table.
Padma took a sip of her pumpkin juice and noticed that Cho wasn't eating much - and she knew why. "Oh Cho, just give it a rest. You and Harry will be back together talking, snogging, then -"
Cho grunted. "What's your point Padma?"
Padma gave Cho and apologetic look. "As I was saying, it won't take long before you two are in each other's arms again. No worries Cho."
"But why does he have to be a dementor?? Snow White and a dementor? Do you think that would be a very good combination?" Before Padma could answer, Cho continued on "No, I didn't think so. Why can't he just be Prince Charming, or something else that doesn't have to do with dementors, or anything like that."
Padma shrugged, glanced over at Marietta who looked up and shrugged as well.
What Cho didn't notice was that Harry overheard their conversation, as he pleasantly walked out of the Great Hall with a small grin on his face.
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Okay, well that's it for now. I know it isn't much, and it isn't very good. But oh well :P
(Oh btw, since this is my first time having a fic up here, who wants to help me with making the font bold, italics, underline, etc.?)
(It's not cooperating with me very much :P) Thank you!
Pls R/R. I'd love to hear your suggestions, comments, constructive critism, etc.