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lil´angel: Ok, ok, I got the chapter up, hope you like it!!

pinky: Thank for the review.

crystal: Yeah, I think she will.

Cozboz: Yeah, I know, it is hopeless.

pink lipstick: Nice idea…

Silver-MoonStar: Well, living is suffer, right? So if she dies… then she'll stop suffer. Hehe.

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Recap: Cho went home and went directly to bed. She didn't want to think, didn't want to do anything. She knew she was about to die, she knew that nothing could save her, she knew she couldn't have the only thing she wanted on the world…

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~Chapter Nine: Tell Me, Tell Me!!~

Time went by quickly, it was now, Christmas, usually, Cho would be with her family, but her parents had left London for a visit of a friend they had in New York. After graduation, Cho had hardly celebrate the holidays, unless her parents call her, she could just take it as a normal day. To her, it was pointless.

To her surprise, Harry phoned her in December 24th, Christmas Eve. The phone rang, she thought it was her parents, but it wasn't, "Hello, Cho?"

"Yeah, Harry?" She recognized his voice.

"Yeah, how are you?" He asked, Cho sensed the nervousness in his voice.

"I'm fine, thank you, what about you?" Cho asked, as nervous as he was.

"Great!" For a moment, neither of them knew what to say, finally Harry started, "Cho, you um… I was just wondering if you want to come over for Christmas? But if you will be with your parents, it's alright."

Suddenly, she felt a bit sorry for Harry, he never remembered what was it like being with parents, she heisted for a minute, then answered, "I will, my parents are in New York now."

Even through the phone, she knew Harry smiled, "Great, you wanna come now, or…"

"You're free now?" She asked.

"Yeah,"

"Alright, I'll be there in about half an hour."

"See you then."

"See you." Cho hung up the phone. She was smiling, she was full of joy, inside and out. She knew, she was being really stupid. She felt she was back to teenage ages, full of beautiful dreams, wanting to have adventures…

She got dressed, again, she chose black, she always thought she looks good in black. She went into the bathroom, the first time she seriously did something to her hair since her graduation. As she finished, she looked at her refection in the mirror. She looked beautiful. Her creamy dark brown eyes, her mid-night black hair, they fitted with her black dress.

She apparated to Hogsmeade and walked toward Harry's house, as she got there, she gently knocked on his door. In less than a minute, Harry opened the door. He smiled, "Hi, Come on in."

"Hello," Cho smiled too, walking into his house. It was clean and tidy, but Cho got a feeling that he just cleaned it two minutes ago.

"Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea?" Harry asked as he gestured the seat by his dinning table.

"Tea would be great." Cho said softly. Harry got her a cup of tea for her, and for himself, then sat beside her. Silence fell, neither of them could find anything to say, anything not that sensible. Finally Harry broke the silence, "Why didn't you go with your parents? I mean, they left… and, and it's Christmas."

Cho smiled, "Well, I have work, you see."

"Work is very important to you, right?" Harry asked, carelessly.

"Well, in a way, yeah, not to you?"

"Work?"

"Yeah."

It took Harry a few second to organize his answer, "Well, my job is more like a game, it's fun. Not saying that yours isn't fun… just…"

"It's alright, it is boring, my job. I know it's more fun to play Quidditch than do the number crunchings." Cho admitted.

Harry laughed, "Didn't you like math?"

"Yeah, well, one plus one isn't much fun. But…"

"But what?"

"But, math is never wrong, it will always be the same, one plus one will always equal two, there's no second answers. It would never disappoint you. I mean, unless you did it wrong." She gave a tiny laugh, "It will always be the same." She said again , "And it would never break your heart…" She whispered a second later.

"Quidditch will?" Harry asked, staring into her eyes.

"You might loose." She met his gaze and answered.

"Quidditch broke you heart?" He whispered into her ears.

"Yes, Quidditch broke my heart." And the Quidditch player broke my heart my heart, too. She thought, but she didn't let the words out. Tell him, tell him, just tell him! How bad can it be? Just tell him!! A voice inside her yelled, "Harry, what was she like?" Maybe she wasn't thinking clearly when she asked him, or maybe, she wasn't even thinking at all.

"Huh?"

"The girl, you said you love, what was she like?"

"She…" Harry didn't know how to answer, should I let her know… What would her reaction be… Can I tell her… "Well, she… she's like a butterfly, an angel even. She, well, she knows everything, good at everything, school work, Quidditch, you name it. She's careful, tender, sincere, intelligent, caring… well, every positive word you can find in the dictionary." Cho laughed out as Harry said this, she knew, this isn't that romantic, but she knew, it was his true feelings. "What?" Harry asked, innocently.

Cho smiled, "Sorry, nothing. She's just… I don't know, perfect?"

"Yeah, she's perfect." Harry answered, having a look she had never seen before on his face.

"And, what else?"

"She's pretty."

Cho laughed again, "Is this the first impression she gave to you?"

"Well, yeah."

"When did you first saw her?"

"I… I… I first saw her in my third year, on the Quidditch field." Harry whispered, looking up and stared into her eyes.

She met his gaze, "I see." She didn't know what else to say, it was her. It was her! She was the only girl he met in his third year on the Quidditch field.

After a long time of silence, finally, Harry asked, "What was 'he' like?"

A/N: hehe, I'll just stop this chapter here. Well, if you want to know what happened next, please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks a lot!