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~*~Never Too Late~*~

A/N: Finally, I posted it, I got it done a while ago, but I didn't want to post it because I don't think I can keep up with all those tests going on. Now, I'm kinda free, so I started a new one, well, please enjoy.

~Chapter One: The Ordinary Girl~

She saw him again. The first time she saw him after Hogwarts. He was the Seeker for England team, she was just an accountant of the Finance Department of the Ministry of Magic. She had a chance of being that Seeker, she was very good also, but she gave it to him.

When they were at school, she was careful, tender, sincere, intelligent, pretty, and she loved to fly. In her own eyes, she was just an ordinary girl. He was always late, loved to sleep, and careless, the most thing he enjoyed was Quidditch, he was the Seeker for the Gryffindor team. He, too, loved to fly, someday, when he would wake up early, he would take his Fireblot to the Quidditch pitch and flew over the lake and back. He always enjoyed the morning fly, but he didn't know that the Ravenclaw Seeker would always watch him through the open window.

Now, she was in the stadium, she saw him dove, and pulled out of the dive. She saw him tore up the pitch, reached out, and caught the snitch. The stadium exploded, she stood up, cheered and smiled. England won the World Cup Quidditch Champion 2002! Silently, she walked down, turned and looked at him one more time before walking away.

"Cho?" She heard someone called her, she turned.

"Hello Harry." She smiled, her face was calm, but her heart was racing.

"Cho, is it really you?" He said in surprise.

Yes, she was Cho Chang just Cho Chang, a ordinary girl with a pretty face. And he was Harry Potter, not just Harry Potter, but the famous 'The Boy Who Lived', the new Quidditch Champion.

"Yes, how are you?" She asked.

"I'm fine, thank-" The exciting crowd didn't even let him finish, they drugged him away. He was now a star, a man that everyone loved, admired, and cared. He wouldn't mind a ordinary girl like her.

Cho sighed and apparated back to her apartment. The next morning, she received The Daily Telegraph, as usual. Harry's grinning face was on the front page. Further down, a smaller photo of Ginny Weasley giving him a smack kiss. Picture worth a thousand words, and he had two pictures. She put the paper down and studied his face. He changed a lot, he looked totally different, so different from her memory five years ago. The last time she saw him was at her graduation, he wasn't even seventeen. He grew more mature, the ingenious smile grew deeper, but his brilliant emerald green eyes stayed the same.

Do I like him? She asked herself this question once again, and the answer was no. She denied her real feelings again. Carefully, closed her heart to anyone. No, I do not like him, and he would never like me, he belongs to Ginny Weasley. She had given up before even trying.

When they were at school, they were friends, just a 'hello' when they passed each other by in the halls. But every time after that 'hello' came out, her heart would always beat faster.

She smiled at the photo, just like how she would smile at him when they were in school. Her heart started beating the rhythm, the rhythm that she would have when she sees Harry, the rhythm that only Harry could create. She calmed herself down. Cho Chang, you do not like Harry Potter. She took a deep breath. ~Sigh~, after five years with out seeing him, she thought she forget about him. Actually, she never thought she wanted him, but seeing him again, seemed waking her senses up, again.

She got dressed and went to work. She put on a smile, walked into her tiny but tidy office and started working. She needed to finish two reports for tomorrow. One for her department, and one for the Ministry. She was quite satisfied with her job, as a twenty-three-year-old, she was in a very good position. She was busy all the time and she enjoyed it, she didn't want to have anytime to think anything.

She dipped her quill in her ink bottle and started to write, neat handwritings landed on the parchment. She was a very accomplished person, everything she decided to do, she would do good. People knew she wasn't ordinary, but to herself, she was.

She kept working, not moving a inch from her chair for about three hours now. Her co-workers were curious about this at the beginning, but they got used to it. They would let her concentrate on whatever she was doing. They, now, knew that she didn't want to be interrupted at anytime, anywhere.

"Miss Chang?" She heard someone calling her. She turned, it was Sherry, one of her co-workers. "An invitation, for you." Even they had been working together for more than four years now, Sherry would still call her 'Miss Chang', and so did all her co-workers. She didn't know why and she didn't care. She didn't know that they all admired her, all wanted to be like her, and maybe, wanted to replace her.

"Thank you." Sherry gave the red envelope to her. It was from Roger Davis, her former Quidditch Captain, and Oliver Wood, the former Gryffindor Quidditch Captain. When did they become friends? She thought. She opened it, they invited her, and all the people who was on either of the house Quidditch teams and graduated after 1992. Inside, another little note written by Roger only:

Yo, Cho,

Come, it will be fun, I guarantee you. Don't you want to see me? Hehe, just kidding, anyways, please come, it took us quite a while to organize it.

Yours Sincerely
Roger,

Now, not many people still call her 'Cho'. She lost contact with most of her friends, and she didn't care much.

Why didn't he just sent it to my apartment. She thought. She put the invitation back in the envelope, didn't think much about it. Harry should come, but how many things on the world that should be, but not? Who can, she, or anyone, expect the famous Harry Potter to come to a simple Quidditch team reunion like this?

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