Disclaimer: I don¡¦t own any character in this story and the copyright belongs to J.K. Rowling.

A/N: Ugh, I¡¦m so horrible for not updating for two months! Forgive me, fellow readers. I kind of suffered writer¡¦s block for a while. Nothing came to my mind when I wanted to write and I hated writing so much in that period of time. But at least I¡¦m updating this again, right? Sorry, people! Oh, by the way, please check out my other story, ¡§It¡¦s All Right.¡¨ That is very different from all my other stories and I would really love for some reviews for that story.

Boisterous crowds bombarded the entrance of Hogwarts in the cold morning. Among the swarm of people stood out a girl in midnight black hair.

¡§I can¡¦t wait to see Peter,¡¨ Bridget squealed. Obviously, it was her first date of the year.

¡§Cho? Earth to Cho! Hello?¡¨ Bridget waved her hand animatedly in front of Cho¡¦s eyes.

¡§Huh? Peter¡¦s here?¡¨ Cho snapped back from daze.

¡§No, not yet,¡¨ Bridget blushed crimson, ¡§enough about me, what¡¦s wrong? You¡¦re not being yourself lately.¡¨ Her flushed face suddenly turned serious.

Cho tucked at her navy blue sweater subconsciously and looked down at her sneakers.

¡§Cho Chang! I¡¦m surprise at you! We tell each other everything! What is the matter?¡¨ Bridget grabbed Cho¡¦s arm and shook it a bit too forcefully. Cho took a deep sigh before swinging her arm out of Bridget¡¦s grasp.

¡§It¡¦s nothing, it¡¦s just¡K¡¨

¡§No, it doesn¡¦t look like it¡¦s nothing to me,¡¨ Bridget cut Cho off before she could finish.

Once at Hogsmeade, Bridget spotted a tall boy in dark brown hair in front of The Three Broomsticks. Trying her best not to jump up and down, Bridget turned to Cho and uttered in a rush that she¡¦ll talk to Cho later.

¡§Have¡K¡¨ Bridget didn¡¦t let Cho finish and dashed off, ¡§fun.¡¨

A lot has been on Cho¡¦s mind lately. There¡¦s only so much that a brain can hold. N.E.W.T.s, homework, friends, guys, and Draco¡K so much are going on in her mind. Wait, did I just think of Draco? Cho stopped her thought at that. There¡¦s really nothing she could do about Draco, she¡¦s engaged to him and it¡¦s utterly wrong to think about other guys when she¡¦s betrothed.

She smacked her head a few times only to earn gazes from a few fifth years that past by Zonko¡¦s Joke Shop. Smiling nervously, Cho rushed out of the crowd. Great, not only am I stressed out, but everyone thinks I¡¦m bizarre now.

¡§Cho-ey!¡¨ a very childish voice sounded through the foggy air.

Oh no, here comes trouble. Cho thought as she turned around to be embraced tightly by Draco. Some of Draco¡¦s shaggy hair flew into Cho¡¦s mouth, which were immediately spat out to Cho¡¦s disgust. Thank goodness, he no longer gels his hair, or else his hair would leave an unpleasant aftertaste on her taste buds.

¡§Cho-ey! I¡¦ve been looking for you!¡¨ Draco¡¦s blue eyes sparkled.

¡§Stop calling me that! It makes me sound so pathetic,¡¨ Cho tried to hush Draco, but to no avail.

¡§But that¡¦s an adorable name for you, Cho-ey!¡¨ Draco clapped his hands together.

Knowing that it¡¦s hopeless to knock any sense to a retarded Draco, Cho shook her head lightly into her hands. And she¡¦s to be married to him. She examined Draco¡¦s black button-down shirt and realized that something didn¡¦t look right.

¡§Geez, I know that mind of yours can¡¦t function very well, but I would think you could button your shirt, but at least your jeans are zipped,¡¨ Cho said in a motherly tone before unbuttoning Draco¡¦s shirt and buttoning the shirt correctly, this time.

Draco grabbed onto Cho¡¦s hands, which looked really small compared to him. God, he may be retarded, but he¡¦s still so gorgeous. Cho thought as she stared into his piercing blue eyes. Oh my god! Is he caressing me? Cho blushed a few shades of red and tried yanking her hand away, but Draco only held on tighter. Deep down inside, Cho really liked what Draco was doing and hoped that he continues.

¡§I saw Crabbe do this to Pansy, you seem to like it,¡¨ Draco said with a toothy grin. His speech has improved a lot lately, maybe someone¡¦s been tutoring him personally.

Cho jerked her hand away and this time she succeeded. Without meeting Draco¡¦s gaze, she stuttered out, ¡§no, of course not, you don¡¦t know anything.¡¨ She looked around the streets only to discover a few people watching. As quickly as her instincts could tell her, she grabbed Draco into a less crowded area. In fact, it looked pretty deserted. The only thing that occupied the area was a shabby house.

When Cho turned around, Draco was sneezing nonstop. She may be a girl, but she instinctively took off her sweater, exposing her pink tank top and wrapped the sweater around Draco. I should have brought my cloak. Cho chided to herself that it was perfectly ridiculous for a girl to do this to a guy, when it was suppose to be a guy paving a sweater on her. Immediately after her bare skin was exposed to the air, Cho began to shiver. The now warm Draco seemed to have realized this and wrapped his arms around Cho.

¡§What are you---¡¨ a shocked Cho asked.

¡§Shh¡K Cho-ey, you¡¦re cold,¡¨ Draco ushered her. Cho isn¡¦t complaining. It was the first time in a while that she¡¦s been hugged that way and she really felt warm from the heart out.

Draco turned Cho around to face him and stared intently into her milky brown eyes. Cho can¡¦t help but hold her breath when Draco was gazing at her that way. Jesus, is he retarded at all? Cho wondered. Her thought was hastily interrupted when Draco smashed his lips on top of Cho¡¦s soft, full ones.

Panicking, Cho tried to push Draco away but failed as she melted in his arms. She snaked her arms around Draco¡¦s neck and started returning the kiss. By now, Draco had entered Cho¡¦s parted mouth and massaged her tongue gently with hers. When their lips parted, both were breathless.

¡§Wow! I saw Crabbe doing that, but I didn¡¦t know it was that fun!¡¨ Draco giggled.

A very flustered Cho bowed her head down and said, ¡§um¡K yeah.¡¨ Silence fell amongst the two for a while when Cho said, not daring to meet Draco¡¦s gaze, ¡§just promise me to never do that again.¡¨

Draco, pouting, whined, ¡§but why not? You seemed to have liked it!¡¨

¡§No! You thought I enjoyed it,¡¨ Cho now gained back her senses and started reasoning. It wasn¡¦t much of a reason because she did really enjoy it. Draco may have become retarded now, but he seems to still remember what he used to do to girls before the accident.

¡§Come on, we should get back,¡¨ Cho clasped her hands to Draco¡¦s protectively and led him back towards the castle. It has now become a responsibility of hers to take care of Draco, and for some odd reason, Cho really didn¡¦t hate it that much. In fact, she¡¦s beginning to enjoy herself.

***

Cho eyed Bridget¡¦s neck suspiciously when she joined the petite Ravenclaw seeker at the table for supper. Seeing where Cho¡¦s staring at, Bridget rubbed her neck without realizing she was doing it. Bridget stopped what she was doing when she saw Cho¡¦s impish smirk.

¡§What?¡¨ stammered a reddened Bridget.

¡§Let me guess, Peter?¡¨ Cho pointed to a red mark on her neck while scooping some mashed potato on her plate. Bridget didn¡¦t say anything, but only nodded slowly. From Bridget¡¦s response, Cho laughed out really hard.

Holding on her stomach real hard, Cho coughed out while laughing, ¡§weren¡¦t you the one who told me that kissing on the first date was not appropriate?¡¨

¡§I didn¡¦t say that¡K¡¨ Bridget¡¦s nose now flared.

¡§Oh no?¡¨ Cho¡¦s eyebrow raised. ¡§Now, Cho, girls should be the passive ones in a relationship. You make sure guys don¡¦t get their goody-goodies until the third date or so,¡¨ mocked Cho in a squeaky tone. With that, Bridget slapped Cho¡¦s arm really hard and grabbed a drumstick to her plate, while the very amused Cho watched.

After dinner was done, Bridget and Cho walked up to their common room.

¡§So, tell me?¡¨ Bridget now faced Cho.

¡§Tell you what?¡¨ Cho looked straight ahead to a few second years and warned them, ¡§don¡¦t run!¡¨

¡§You know what I¡¦m talking about. Him!¡¨

¡§Him? Draco you mean?¡¨

¡§No, I¡¦m talking about the great mighty Merlin,¡¨ a not at all amused Bridget said.

¡§Is that sarcasm I smell?¡¨ Cho grinned stupidly.

¡§Poor Cho, I seriously feel sorry for you. I mean you¡¦re engaged to an idiot! He used to be gorgeous, but now--¡¨ Bridget was cut off before she could finish.

¡§Bridget! He¡¦s not an idiot!¡¨ Cho¡¦s eyes narrowed at her friend¡¦s comment.

¡§Why are you so offended, it¡¦s not like you like him. God knows you even hate him!¡¨ Bridget swung her hands around nervously at Cho¡¦s angry tone of voice.

¡§No, I don¡¦t hate him,¡¨ suddenly, Cho found the hem of her sweater very interesting.

¡§Oh my gawd, Cho! You don¡¦t like him, do you?¡¨

¡§Merlin no! It¡¦s just that I feel a duty¡K to protect him, that¡¦s all,¡¨ Cho blinked a few times before answering.

¡§Right right, he¡¦s such a horrible person though,¡¨ Bridget crossed her arm with disapproval.

¡§I think he¡¦s quite sweet,¡¨ Cho thought out loud.

¡§What? Did you just say--¡¨ a very shocked Bridget questioned worriedly.

Cho took her chance to get into the common room when a couple of first years swung the door open to leave.

¡§Hey, I¡¦m not done with you!¡¨ Bridget tried to catch up with Cho.

¡§Night, Bridget,¡¨ Cho muttered with her cheeks burning. When she closed her dormitory¡¦s door behind her, she leaned against it and let out a deep sigh. Draco and I? It can¡¦t be, I¡¦m not falling for him, I¡¦m just feeling a duty to be nice to him, that¡¦s all, right? Those were Cho¡¦s thoughts before she retreated to bed.