A/N: Fanfic messed up my chapter orders, so I had to delete chapter 3. Here it is again, to all of those readers who haven't read this chapter yet.
Chapter 3- Completo Appraisal
The next day, Harry and Ron and many other boys were especially looking forward to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Hearing how beautiful Professor LeBlanc was, they couldn't wait to get a glimpse.
"I hear she's half muggle! Like me!" said Seamus. He took extra time to brush his hair and straightening his robes.
Harry, however, was only concerned with the fact that he had to suffer through a class learning make-up tips. No matter how beautiful Professor LeBlanc was, she couldn't compare to his sweet Ginny. During breakfast, Ron kept on patting his hair down---it was sticking out of place.
Hermione came to breakfast with Ginny and they sat with Ron and Harry.
Ginny blushed when she saw Harry and sat beside him smiling.
"Hello Ginny," Harry said, feeling a little embarrassed too. Every time he saw Ginny, his heart gave a leap. "Your hair looks very radiant today."
"Leave it to Potter to know how to impress a girl!" Malfoy sneered, coming up behind them. "Your hair looks very radiant today." He mimicked. "As if her red head does not show off like a rocket everyday! Reminds me of a big can of spaghetti."
Both Ron and Harry tightened their fists.
"What do you know about impressing girls Malfoy, you don't even have one." Harry said sourly.
Malfoy's smile faded a bit but he said, "I'll have your ex if I wanted to, but I don't take previously 'Potterized' girls."
"Bet you wished you had a pretty girl like mine Malfoy." Said Harry.
"What is going on here?" Professor McGonagall said.
"Nothing, just greeting hello." Malfoy said quickly and left with Crabbe and Goyle following.
Ron returned back to flattening his hair and Ginny encouragingly told Harry, "Your eyes look very green today, Harry. It makes you look handsome."
Ron nearly choked on his sausage as he heard his sister's words.
"Hey hey hey! Wait a minute!" he said, squeezing himself between Harry and Ginny. "Don't you think that's a little much for you, sis?"
Ginny blushed to the roots of her hair and Harry whistled and looked around. Ginny's compliment made him a little embarrassed—but extremely pleased too---and he turned and saw Cho looking sick at the Ravenclaw table. His heart felt a concern and before thinking twice, he got up and walked over to Cho.
"Cho," Harry said. "Are you sick again?"
Cho was startled to see Harry express this concern over her. "Oh, I'm fine, really. It's just that Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let me down for dinner yesterday, remember? I had to choke down chocolate and pumpkin juice the whole night. I don't think all that sugar cooperated very well."
"Oh." Harry said, feeling foolish that he thought Cho was very sick. "Well, I'm glad you're better."
They were attracting ears from neighboring people. Their breakup was not off the gossip market just yet.
"Me too, Harry. And thanks for visiting me yesterday, I didn't think you would." Cho said.
"Well, you're my friend Cho." He said 'friend' very loudly.
"I'm glad we're still friends and have not turned sour to each other." Cho said smiling.
"Alright, well, I'll see you later Cho." He said, and even as he turned, he couldn't stop thinking about how pretty Cho was.
At the Gryffindor table, Ron and Hermione was glaring at him and Ginny's head was staring at her plate. Harry felt a rush of unease as he thought, 'oh great, a visit to my ex out of no-where. Real smart, Potter.'
"What was THAT?" Ron whispered to Harry.
"She was sick. I was wondering if she was better, that's all." Harry said. He turned to Ginny, who was avoiding his gaze.
"Hi Ginny." He said loudly and innocently because of lack of better word choice.
"Hi Harry." Ginny said startled by his broad conversation start.
"I was just visiting Cho to see if she was okay, she was sick yesterday, that's all." He said.
"Oh, that's fine." Ginny replied.
"Are you mad?" He asked.
"No, why would I be over such a foolish thing?" Ginny smiled.
Harry smiled down at her. Nearby, Hermione had taken out her wand.
"Oh for heavens' sakes Ron!" she said exasperatedly as she watched Ron try to flattened his hair that suffered a bad cowlick. She gave a twist of her wand and Ron's hair turned flat.
Ron was so impressed by this he didn't even mind Hermione's irritated voice. "Thanks Hermione!"
"No problem Ron, fixing up yourself for Professor LeBlanc?" Hermione guessed.
Ron's cheeks turned pink. "Why would I do that?" his voice a little higher than usual.
"Mmm-hmm." Hermione went back to studying for The History of Magic.
**
During Herbology, Professor Spout had set out funny little plants that smelled like vegetables.
"These are Loquaci plants." Professor Spout said proudly. "Makes a good truth potion, but probably not as good as Professor Snape's equipment. Flavorless, but smells like vegetables. You can put them in any food and drink and for the next hour or so, your selected victim will be able to tell you the truth to any question you ask. Only catch is that even though their mouths tell the truth, their brains doesn't want to, so at first slip, they usually go running off somewhere, unaware of their uncontrolled mouths."
They spent the next hour watering the Loquacies and repotting the big ones.
"Maybe we can slip them in Malfoy's dinner tonight, make him tell us about all the dark arts stuff he has in his house." Ron said to Harry.
Harry grinned. "We don't know how to make the potion Ron."
"I know, I'm just wishing….."
**
Cho was concentrating on taking a test in Muggle Studies when her head felt fainter and fainter. In a few short minutes, she had done what happened yesterday; she fainted again.
This time, she was rushed to Madam Pomfrey again, who expressed great concern of the same student coming in for the same problem in such short time.
"She must have some illness that I did not check for!" Madam Pomfrey said and shooed everyone out of the hospital wing. Maggie left Cho a get well soon note and then she, with the rest of Cho's friends, were pushed out the door.
Madam Pomfrey took out her trusty wand. "Hmm, I better run an all illness charm on her. It's more effective." And raising her wand over Cho, said, "Completo appraisal!"
A few minutes later, a faint, glowing star circled Cho and going around her and Madam Pomfrey once or twice, it vanished with a pop.
Madam Pomfrey stared at this for some time and then, she immediately called for Professor McGonagall.
"McGonagall is the head of the Gryffindor house….where Harry Potter is." She said and felt very dizzy herself.
**
Harry Potter, busy with Loquaci plants, did not even see Professor McGonagall storm into the greenhouse. Professor McGonagall spoke to Professor Spout briefly, and then she went over to Harry, and said firmly, "Come along, Potter. This is important."
Harry, startled by this, dropped his Loquaci plant, dirt falling all over his pants, and followed Professor McGonagall out the greenhouse, with many stares at him.
He wondered what trouble he was in this time. He was used to being in trouble, especially with Snape, but he did not cease to take trouble lightly as it came by. Did Snape tell Professor McGonagall about the butterbeer and chocolate frogs? He hoped that the secret passages to Hogsmeade were not discovered.
"What's the trouble, Professor?" he asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible.
When he heard no reply, he kept silent. He just wished that no matter what the trouble was, he did not have to be sent back to the Dursleys. Oh no! Maybe he'll be expelled! For what? Harry tried to think. Then, he noticed that Professor McGonagall was marching him to the hospital wing! Was he sick? Did he have a deadly curse on him?
When they entered the room, Cho and Madam Pomfrey was sitting in chairs. Cho looked as confused as he was and Madam Pomfrey looked as concerned as Professor McGonagall; only Professor McGonagall had a stern look as well as concerned.
"Harry Potter, Cho…..we have some news to inform you both, and it's quite serious. Nothing like this has happened since…..well, since fifty years ago." Professor McGonagall announced.
'Well, that's comforting.' Harry thought. Very rare disease that Cho and I have. Oh no! I was with Cho when she was sick! Did she pass it on to me?
"Harry, Cho, you two will have to be talked to with Professor Dumbledore as what to do about this. We aren't sure how to handle it." Professor McGonagall continued.
"Dumbledore?" Harry asked.
"Please, Professor, what is the matter?" Cho asked.
"Well, Cho, I've run the completo appraisal charm on you just a few minutes ago before I woke you up. I even did it again just to be sure, but the star glows Cho, and when it does, it means you've been impregnated." Madam Pomfrey said.
Cho sat unmoving for a few minutes.
Harry began to feel very, very uncomfortable.
"I've been, you mean I am----oh, I don't….." Cho said and dropped her words and covered her mouth with her hands.
"And Harry," Madam Pomfrey said as Harry gave an alarming look. His forehead began to sweat. "We have all the reasons to believe you did it."