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Brittney- It's Christmas right now, so Cho is…uh….*does calculations*…four months, at least that's what everyone thinks, but she's really five because of what you read in the parchment book. (chapter 6, I think)

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*- No, I didn't skip chapter three, go to the chapter selection and look for chapter three, it's out of order, but close to chapter 21, I think. Everything will make sense in the end.

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Chapter 23- Violets' Manor

When Harry arrived to his destination, he was covered in dust. He coughed a bit. He tripped over a brick and fell face flat to the carpet.

He looked up as about twenty adults paused and stared at him.

It seemed that the Changs were giving a Christmas party.

"Er, sorry. Hi, I'm Harry, here to see, Cho…uh…." Harry said to an unfamiliar person. Harry turned and bumped into someone in a fancy dress robe. It was Mr. Chang.

"Hello, sir!" Harry said trying to grin. His knees were shaking.

"Potter, what are you doing here so late?" Mr. Chang asked, more surprised than angry.

"To visit Cho. Ha, ha, didn't you say I was to come over at Christmas?"

"And you are very, very late." Mr. Chang replied.

"Lost track of time, holidays you know, very…uh….confusing, holidays you know." Harry said laughing nervously. The brown paper bag Mrs. Weasley gave him to hold the biscuits and the sweater seemed rather small suddenly.

Harry was in old jeans and his new sweater. The rest of the guests wore dinner dresses and dress robes. Several held champagne glasses and an elegant table full of coffee and cakes were nearby.

"Darling, let me take Harry to Cho." Mrs. Chang suddenly came by. She placed her hand on Harry's back and led him through to the sitting room.

"Goodness, is that Harry Potter?" someone suddenly said. A blonde wizard with glasses stopped in front of Harry and looked at his scar. "Good evening, Harry."

They shook hands.

There were murmurs as several guests greeted Harry. Mrs. Chang smiled and led Harry away. Mr. Chang suddenly spotted a huge mess of ashes caused by Harry's trip in the fireplace. The look on Mr. Chang's face was deadly.

Harry immediately scrambled away.

"What is this?" Mrs. Chang asked, touching the brown bag.

"Oh, presents for Cho." Harry said. They sat on the couch.

"Cho's with some friends in her bedroom, let me call her down so you two can talk privately." Mrs. Chang said.

"Thank you." Harry said.

He looked around as Mrs. Chang left. There was a huge bookcase filled with books on Quiddich and old fairytales. Pictures of Cho when she was younger were practically everywhere. The small Chos all looked at Harry and smiled, waving. One of them was sleeping contently in pink pajamas.

The house was very clean and nicely furnished. A glass coffee table stood in front of the leather couch Harry was sitting in. Several little buttons were on the side of the couch. Harry, who was very curious, pushed one of them and it floated several inches up to the air. Another button had a table appear and several drinks on it.

Pictures seemed to be the most decorative objects in this house. But these pictures were nothing like the Weasleys' pictures. At the Weasleys, pictures hung in crooked frames, frames made by the Weasley children when they were young, with little handprints all over, and frames that were large, small, tiny, and huge.

Here at the Changs, each picture that was professionally done huge in a golden frame and placed on the wall. For home taken pictures, they hung in little silver frames that were placed on shelves and tables.

"Hello, Harry." A voice said.

Harry jumped. "Hi Cho." He pointed to the brown paper bag. "I bought you something. Well, Mrs. Weasley did, actually."

Cho said, "Thank you." She opened the bag and held the sweater and the biscuits that were still warm.

"Thank you, Harry." Cho said again.

"You're welcome. Lovely house. Lovely party." Harry stopped. He never used the word 'lovely' before.

"It's almost over. It started a few hours ago. Now the guests are all having after dinner coffees." Cho said.

"Great!" Harry said a little too loudly. "Listen, if you're busy with your friends, maybe I can come back another---"


"No, wait Harry." Cho said quickly. "I want you to stay. My friends arrived with their parents. They are leaving soon, too. Come on, let's meet them before they leave." She took Harry's hand and they went upstairs. The stairs at Cho's house wasn't crooked or wooden like the Weasleys. Harry bet even the Dursleys would have approved of Cho's house, wizard like or not.

"This is Maggie and Denise and Laurie and Cheryl." Cho introduced.

"Hello." Harry said awkwardly. Cho's room was painted pale pink with roses in glass vases held up without tables. They were floating in the air.

Cho's bed was bigger than Uncle Vernon's and Aunt Petunia's.

"Hi, Harry." The girls replied. Laurie giggled.

"Would you like something to drink?" Cho asked.

"Sure." Harry replied. Cho went to the fridge concealed by her bed as a white table and pulled out a butterbeer.

"Cho, your friends' parents are leaving, now!" Mrs. Chang called.

The girls got up. "It was wonderful being here, Cho." They said.

"I'll send you an owl later." Maggie said.

Harry felt even more awkward as he stood by Cho when the guests left. Mr. and Mrs. Chang shook their hands and they all said something to Harry, and all looked at his scar.

After they left, Harry's stomach dropped a fifty feet dive. He was now all alone with Mr. Chang and no one to keep Mr. Chang occupied.

"Are you hungry, Harry?" Mrs. Chang asked.

"No, I'm fine."

"We're just having some coffee." Mr. Chang said not keeping his eyes off Harry. "Why don't you talk to Cho while I help her mother clean up? Then we can all play a game of Wuiddich."

Harry nodded quickly and followed Cho back to the sitting room.

"What is Wuiddich?" Harry asked.

"It's like Quiddich, only it's a board game." Cho replied smiling. "My father plays it with me all the time. I love it."

"Oh, huh, your father. Ahem" Harry answered. As Cho sat down, Harry noticed how much more she had advanced in her body.

"Are you alright, Cho?" Harry asked.

"I'm fine." Cho answered.

She picked up the sweater Mrs. Weasley knitted. "This is lovely, Harry. I'll keep it forever and wear it to school when we get back next week."

She spotted the biscuits and took a bite. "Oh, mmm, these are so delicious!"

Harry looked at Cho strangely. "Are you mad?"

"No, Harry. I'm sorry, I completely forgive you. And I ask you to forgive me, too." Cho said resting her head on Harry's shoulder for a moment.

Harry felt strange that Cho wasn't in a bad mood and very warm all of the sudden.

Then, without warning, Cho began crying. "Oh, Harry! Isn't that awful?" she said.

Harry didn't know what she was talking about because he wasn't listening. "What?"

"I dropped the vase, and it shattered into a million pieces. I fixed it with my wand of course, but it hurts me so much that it had to be broken in the first place. And poor Ruffles! He has been gone for days now on a trip, and I wonder if he's okay!" Cho sobbed.

Harry stared and then patted Cho on the back. "It's okay, Cho. Your owl is probably fine and it's just a vase----a non-broken, great, fixed vase." He added quickly.

Cho cried for a considerable amount of minutes and then dried her tears. "I'm sorry, I don't know what's gotten into me."

"Me either." Harry answered.

Lucky for him, Cho didn't take that comment personally.

"Want a biscuit?" Cho held up the last one.

"No, you have it. You need it more than I do anyway." Harry said.

"I missed you, Harry." Cho said quietly.

"I missed you, too, love." Harry replied and put his arm around Cho. He stiffened. He had never called Cho 'love' before or any other pet names for that matter.

Cho just rested her head on Harry's shoulder and they talked about how their Christmases were so far.

"I got you a small present." Cho said. "It's not very much." She used her wand and a wrapped present floated into the room from upstairs.

Harry opened it. It was a whistle the shape of his firebolt.

"Your broom now comes whenever you blow his whistle. You have a pull a twig off and insert it into the whistle first." Cho explained.

"Wow, thanks Cho." Harry said. He told her about his holiday with the Weasleys so far.

"The Weasleys sound like wonderful people. I'd love to visit them sometime. They sound like your family."

"Well, they're closer to me than the Dursleys have ever been." Harry said.

Harry told Hermione about how he spent Christmas Eve at the Burrow and the chaos and laughter.

"Harry," said Cho smiling. "Look up."

"Hmm?" Harry said, and his eyes shifted upward. He saw a mistletoe hanging above them.

"Well, I think I'm supposed to…." Harry smiled and leaned forward.

Then the door opened and Mr. Chang came in. He seemed a little surprised to find Harry and Cho in each other's arms and looked a little embarrassed.

Harry and Cho broke off quickly. Mr. Chang regained his composure and cleared his throat.

"Harry, have you ever played Wuiddich?" Mr. Chang asked. Harry saw that Mr. Chang changed out of his dress robes and now he was wearing a wizard's robe.

"No." Harry answered. "How do you play?"

"Cho and I played ever since she was born." Mr. Chang smiled and pulled out the game. "We each get a broom, and our brooms play and fly exactly like Quiddich, only it flies to our commands. It's quite tricky, because the Snitch is even smaller in Wuiddich." Mr. Chang tapped the game board with is wand and it expanded to cover the entire coffee table.

Mrs. Chang appeared with some drinks.

"Thank you, Anne." Mr. Chang said to his wife.

Harry couldn't help feeling that Mr. Chang was warm to everyone except him.

Harry and Cho were on one team against Mr. and Mrs. Chang.

"I'll be the Seeker." Harry said.

"Cho is always the Seeker." Mr. Chang said.

"Oh! Ha, ha! Of course!" Harry corrected, sweating bullets.

"It's fine, Dad. I'll be a Beater." Cho tapped her broom piece with her wand. Harry watched and did the same.

Mr. Chang was, Harry noticed unfortunately, the other team's Seeker. Mrs. Chang became a Chaser.

The other broomsticks had little figurines pop out and they started.

"Ready, Harry?" Cho asked excitedly.

Harry made a mental note to let Mr. Chang catch the Snitch. "Yes, I'm ready."

A small whistle blew and the game became real life.

Harry loved Wuiddich. It was like playing whenever you wanted. It wasn't the real thing, but the next best.

It was fast and the little brooms zoomed all over the place.

Harry suddenly thought of how upset Cho might be if their team lost.

But then Mr. Chang will be a little angry that Harry caught the Snitch.

Harry thought for a moment. Between Mr. Chang and Cho, Mr. Chang was definitely a million times scarier.

But then Cho was his fiancée.

Harry tried to see the little Snitch. Their team, called with 'Tomatoes', was against Mr. and Mrs. Chang's team, the 'Potatoes'.

Harry would've bet anything that Mr. Chang did not come up with those names.

Harry saw Cho smile and laugh as her team scored another ten points.

"Oh no!" Mr. Chang said and grinned.

Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw a tiny speck of gold. Should he go for it? Mr. Chang seemed more occupied playfully blocking Cho's broom than actually looking for the Snitch.

As Harry watched, he realized how much Mr. Chang loved Cho, and how terribly awful it would be for Mr. Chang to hurt him if Harry ever got Cho upset. Harry guessed Cho did not tell Mr. Chang about the fight.

Harry's little broom (Speedy) zoomed toward the little Snitch and caught it.

"We won!" Harry said happily and loudly. "Cho! We won!"

"Oh, Harry!" Cho said and hugged him. Harry hugged her back and they both smiled.

Harry looked up to see Mr. Chang's face----it didn't look angry, in fact, it looked sad.

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After they cleaned up, Cho's mother went upstairs to bed.

"I'll see you at school, Harry." Cho said and hugged him one more time before she went upstairs. She even kissed his cheek, right in front of her father.

"Bye, dad." Cho said before rushing upstairs.

"Cho, be careful!" her father called after her.

So it was Potter and Mr. Chang all by themselves now.

Mr. Chang looked at Harry. "I need to speak with you."

Harry's heart almost stopped.

"It's about Cho. Not Cho and you, but her relationship with me, her father." Mr. Chang continued.

"Oh?" Harry said, trying to figure out what Mr. Chang was getting into.

"Cho has always been very close to me, and the greatest part of my life." Mr. Chang took a sip of coffee. "And then you came." Mr. Chang looked at Harry with a very serious look.

Harry thought maybe he would start whistling or humming 'Why Can't We Be Friends?', but thought better of it.

"You took her away from me, Potter." Mr. Chang said.

"Took her away from you, sir?" Harry repeated.

"You see how she bid you goodnight? That was my hug you stole. She didn't even embrace me." Mr. Chang said and drank another sip of his coffee.

"Well, sir, I promise that I did not intentionally try to have her do that, sir. And believe me, she loves you." Harry did not want Mr. Chang to blame him for stealing Cho's affection and blast him through the window.

"I know, I just, I just don't want to believe that she's going to be away from me now." Mr. Chang said. He pulled out his wand.

Harry's eyes bulged. His heart pounded. This is it. This is when his life ends. Not with Voldemort and not with old age and not with Cho's temper but her father's wand.

"I wanted you to complete three tasks by Christmas, remember?" Mr. Chang asked.

"Oh yeah." Harry said. His forehead got sweaty. "I, uh, I did---"

"It was wrong for me to threaten you like that, Harry. Because obviously you didn't complete the tasks." Mr. Chang said.

"I promise that I did read a parenting book!" Harry said.

Mr. Chang almost gave an amused smile, but he said, "I just want you to take care of my daughter. That's all, Potter."

"Of course." Harry said.

"And if you ever hurt her you'll end up in Azkaban and you'll never be able to play Quiddich again. Don't you ever try something, Potter. I want you to protect her and love her."

Harry's heart stopped.

"Sure, Mr. Chang, sir, of course." Harry said in a small voice. Mr. Chang made Harry feel like he was two inches tall.

"Dad!" a voice came from behind. "Are you scaring Harry again?"

"No, no, Cho, just having a little chat." Mr. Chang said. "What do you need, dear?"

"I just wanted to say goodnight, I forgot." Cho said and went to embrace her father.

"Alright, good night, Cho. Harry was just leaving."

"I'll watch you go, Harry." Cho said.

Harry took a pinch of floo powder and noticed the ash marks gone from the carpet. He threw it into the fireplace and yelled, "The BURROW!"

The last thing he saw was Cho's smiling face.

A/N: Next chapter is called 'On to Hogwarts Again'