Chapter 7: Party Central
The sound of birds chirping could be heard through the windows, as Harry awoke to greet the new day. He ran his fingers through his slick black hair. His train of thought was suddenly derailed as eh heard a faint moan. He looked down to see Cho Chang fast asleep in his arms. He smiled at her. She seemed even more beautiful when she was sleeping and at complete and utter peace. He decided no to move and let her rest a little while longer. He knew perfectly well how cranky people could get when they don't get enough sleep (take Uncle Vernon for example). He just sat there with the volume on the television down to a minimum. Eventually, Cho began to stir. Harry gave a slight jolt.
" Morning, Harry." Cho said, opening her eyes and smiling at him widely.
" Good morning, beautiful." Harry said leaning over and giving her a kiss on the forehead. " Shall we get some breakfast?"
" Sure." Cho replied.
They both got up and changed clothes. Harry went downstairs to wait while Cho finished sprucing up. When she finally came down, Harry rose to his feet and took her hand in his.
" I had a dream last night." Harry said.
" About what?" Cho inquired.
" This...." He responded leaning forward and giving her a spectacular kiss.
" You're an excellent kisser." Cho stated.
" Merci." Harry said. He began to wonder why he had doubted this in his fifth year.
After a rousing breakfast, Harry and Cho decided to go into town. They passed by shops and stores with garland and tinsel. They came to a telephone pole with a flyer attached. It was an advertisement for a nightclub that was throwing a big party tonight. Harry and Cho stared at each other and immediately got each other's message.
Three hours late found an old Ferrari pulled up beside an extravagant costume Christmas party outside a local nightclub. Out of the car stepped a dashing Harry Potter dressed as Zorro once again and Cho sported an elegant English ball gown. They were both ready to have an excellent night. Harry extended his arm and Cho wrapped hers around his. When they entered the club the music was blaring and the crowd was hyped. Two particular members of the crowd wore getups that were familiar to Harry, one an honorable Frenchman the other a motocross racer. Harry did not let this bother him in the least. He was content to let it be while he and Cho had fun together. They stopped dancing and took a break for a drink. A young man came by and started to try and seduce Cho Chang. Harry (as can be expected) was pissed as hell.
" Hands off pal." Harry warned.
" And what are you going to do about it?" said the young man. Two others walked up beside him. Harry was instantly reminded of Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. The two whose outfits Harry had noticed before appeared next to him.
" I'd say now it's a fair fight." Said the man in the motocross uniform. He removed his helmet to reveal James' smug visage.
" Indeed." Said the Frenchman who turned out to be none other than Richard Rosewald.
The fight commenced immediately. Richard managed to stun one thug with his rose whip and James' spirit gun barbequed the other. Harry unsheathed his rapier and did battle with his adversary (who by the way was dressed as a pirate). His opponent was very skilled. At length, his opponent stopped and decided to talk.
" You know what your doing, I'll give you that." He said. " Excellent form, but how's your footwork?"
He took a slight step to the right, as did Harry. " If I step here." Their swords clanged against one another. " Very good, and now I step again." More clanging of blades could be heard. When they finally ceased, Harry and the stranger were still standing and neither one had a scratch.
" Interesting." Said the stranger. "Not many men have been able to compete with my swordsmanship skills. I concede." He removed his pirate garments in order to reveal clothes of the same style as Richard was wearing.
" What's your name?" Harry asked.
" I am Raphael." He responded. (I'm talking about Soul Caliber II for those of you unfamiliar with this character.) " I have been asked to deliver a message to a Mr. Harry Potter from my esteemed colleagues. We look forward to seeing how you fair in this particular environment. Adieu Mr. Potter."
He handed Harry an envelope and walked out the front door.
" Who was that guy?" Cho asked.
" Not sure." Richard said. He grabbed the envelope and opened it. As he read, his face became filled with dread. " Oh dear. James perhaps you ought to look at this."
James took the letter and read it. His face, rather than filling with dread, filled instead with hatred and anger.
" Are they insane!" James shouted furiously. He then began to talk to Richard in some language Harry could not understand. " Acnie, dodneir fro mine! Icnioth noth noednas!"
" Sangnier, nothenos nidsin." Richard responded. " Othonuen ofgineth daga thyer. Yusuke gith nuemnog."
" Kurama, enithier meng thi." James replied. Harry looked between the two, obviously oblivious to what in the holy blazes was going on. James and Richard nodded, bid Cho and Harry farewell and trotted out the door.
" What was that all about?" Cho inquired.
" I don't know." Harry said. " But something tells me we'll find out one way or another."
(Intriguing wouldn't you say? Ta Ta, loves.)
The sound of birds chirping could be heard through the windows, as Harry awoke to greet the new day. He ran his fingers through his slick black hair. His train of thought was suddenly derailed as eh heard a faint moan. He looked down to see Cho Chang fast asleep in his arms. He smiled at her. She seemed even more beautiful when she was sleeping and at complete and utter peace. He decided no to move and let her rest a little while longer. He knew perfectly well how cranky people could get when they don't get enough sleep (take Uncle Vernon for example). He just sat there with the volume on the television down to a minimum. Eventually, Cho began to stir. Harry gave a slight jolt.
" Morning, Harry." Cho said, opening her eyes and smiling at him widely.
" Good morning, beautiful." Harry said leaning over and giving her a kiss on the forehead. " Shall we get some breakfast?"
" Sure." Cho replied.
They both got up and changed clothes. Harry went downstairs to wait while Cho finished sprucing up. When she finally came down, Harry rose to his feet and took her hand in his.
" I had a dream last night." Harry said.
" About what?" Cho inquired.
" This...." He responded leaning forward and giving her a spectacular kiss.
" You're an excellent kisser." Cho stated.
" Merci." Harry said. He began to wonder why he had doubted this in his fifth year.
After a rousing breakfast, Harry and Cho decided to go into town. They passed by shops and stores with garland and tinsel. They came to a telephone pole with a flyer attached. It was an advertisement for a nightclub that was throwing a big party tonight. Harry and Cho stared at each other and immediately got each other's message.
Three hours late found an old Ferrari pulled up beside an extravagant costume Christmas party outside a local nightclub. Out of the car stepped a dashing Harry Potter dressed as Zorro once again and Cho sported an elegant English ball gown. They were both ready to have an excellent night. Harry extended his arm and Cho wrapped hers around his. When they entered the club the music was blaring and the crowd was hyped. Two particular members of the crowd wore getups that were familiar to Harry, one an honorable Frenchman the other a motocross racer. Harry did not let this bother him in the least. He was content to let it be while he and Cho had fun together. They stopped dancing and took a break for a drink. A young man came by and started to try and seduce Cho Chang. Harry (as can be expected) was pissed as hell.
" Hands off pal." Harry warned.
" And what are you going to do about it?" said the young man. Two others walked up beside him. Harry was instantly reminded of Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. The two whose outfits Harry had noticed before appeared next to him.
" I'd say now it's a fair fight." Said the man in the motocross uniform. He removed his helmet to reveal James' smug visage.
" Indeed." Said the Frenchman who turned out to be none other than Richard Rosewald.
The fight commenced immediately. Richard managed to stun one thug with his rose whip and James' spirit gun barbequed the other. Harry unsheathed his rapier and did battle with his adversary (who by the way was dressed as a pirate). His opponent was very skilled. At length, his opponent stopped and decided to talk.
" You know what your doing, I'll give you that." He said. " Excellent form, but how's your footwork?"
He took a slight step to the right, as did Harry. " If I step here." Their swords clanged against one another. " Very good, and now I step again." More clanging of blades could be heard. When they finally ceased, Harry and the stranger were still standing and neither one had a scratch.
" Interesting." Said the stranger. "Not many men have been able to compete with my swordsmanship skills. I concede." He removed his pirate garments in order to reveal clothes of the same style as Richard was wearing.
" What's your name?" Harry asked.
" I am Raphael." He responded. (I'm talking about Soul Caliber II for those of you unfamiliar with this character.) " I have been asked to deliver a message to a Mr. Harry Potter from my esteemed colleagues. We look forward to seeing how you fair in this particular environment. Adieu Mr. Potter."
He handed Harry an envelope and walked out the front door.
" Who was that guy?" Cho asked.
" Not sure." Richard said. He grabbed the envelope and opened it. As he read, his face became filled with dread. " Oh dear. James perhaps you ought to look at this."
James took the letter and read it. His face, rather than filling with dread, filled instead with hatred and anger.
" Are they insane!" James shouted furiously. He then began to talk to Richard in some language Harry could not understand. " Acnie, dodneir fro mine! Icnioth noth noednas!"
" Sangnier, nothenos nidsin." Richard responded. " Othonuen ofgineth daga thyer. Yusuke gith nuemnog."
" Kurama, enithier meng thi." James replied. Harry looked between the two, obviously oblivious to what in the holy blazes was going on. James and Richard nodded, bid Cho and Harry farewell and trotted out the door.
" What was that all about?" Cho inquired.
" I don't know." Harry said. " But something tells me we'll find out one way or another."
(Intriguing wouldn't you say? Ta Ta, loves.)