I walked out of Charms class in late November with two of my friends by my side. I laughed loudly in the group as Marietta Edgecombe commented how Professor Flitwick could barely manage while standing on top of his stack of books.

"Oh, Marietta, you can't help it. He is a goblin," I said.

"A rather good professor, too," piped in Emily Mills.

"Oh, c'mon, I was just joking. We've always liked Professor Flitwick."

I nodded in agreement as I adjusted my bag over my shoulder.

"Oh!" Marietta tapped my shoulder. "Look!" She pointed quickly; she almost poked me in the face.

I looked to where she was pointing. It was Cedric Diggory, the Captain and Seeker from the Hufflepuff Quidditch team; he was in his sixth year. He had light brown hair that went a little above his ears. He had gray eyes and every girl thought he was handsome. I then had to admit that he was.

Emily squeaked. "He's coming this way."

Marietta and Emily squealed together as I shook my head.

Sure enough, Cedric did come our way. We kept on walking until Marietta purposely bumped into him causing his books to fall to the floor.

"Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry," said Marietta, blushing, not bothering to help him.

"It's alright," he said politely, bending down to the floor to pick his books up.

I bent over and decided to help him since Marietta was acting like a fool. Her hand was over her mouth and she was standing there, gaping like an idiot.

"I'm sorry, Cedric, she didn't mean to. She didn't know where she was going." I heard myself say, nervousness rang in my voice.

He and I stood up and I handed the books to him. He took them and smiled. "It's alright, Cho."

I smiled, turning around to walk away, he took hold of my wrist and I spun around.

"Can I talk to you for a few minutes?" he asked, trying not to look me in the eyes.

"Sure," I replied. I motioned for Marietta and Emily to leave. They listened and left.

Cedric pulled me over to the end of the corridor. "I know this may seem short notice, but are you going to the Yule Ball with anyone?"

I tried not to blush but I could feel my face going hot. "No, I haven't asked anyone yet."

"Would you like to go with me?" he asked. "I mean, if you want to, you don't have to, I was just wondering," he said this very fast.

I smiled. "I would like to go with you, Cedric, thank you for asking."

He breathed heavily as if sighing then smiled. "I suppose I'll be seeing you later then?"

I nodded. "Alright. Good-bye, Cedric."

"'Bye, Cho."

He and I walked off in different directions. When I knew that he was gone, I did a small twirl, and walked off to the Ravenclaw Tower. I smiled to myself as I walked behind the Knight and into the common room.

Marietta and Emily were seated in the small couch by the fire. They immediately jumped up and motioned me to sit down. I did so and they fired questions at me.

"What did you talk about?"

"What did he want?"

"Did he ask you anything?"

"The Yule Ball!"

"Marietta, Emily, please, can you just give me a moment to calm myself?" I silenced them. I breathed deeply and smiled.

"What did he ask you?" Marietta said.

"He just wanted to know if I was going to the Yule Ball with anyone. . ."

Emily gasped. "You aren't! Oh, my God, did he ask you? Cho, you are so lucky!"

"Emily, she didn't say that he asked her," Marietta said.

I blushed. "He did ask me though. . ."

"Cho!" Marietta burst out. "Lucky girl!"

I smiled. "I'm not lucky. He could have asked any other girl."

"He asked you, Cho, not anyone else," Emily pointed out.

"So?"

"So?" Marietta said. "Cho, look, every girl thinks he's cute, he asked you to go the Yule Ball, he's in his seventh year! Imagine how the other girls will act when they find out!"

I didn't think about that. Harry, what'll he say? "Marietta, I'm not lucky. He could have asked anyone. . .he just asked me, that doesn't make me lucky."

"Oh, Emily, she doesn't understand."

"I do too, you guys don't understand. You may think I'm lucky." I stood up, my bag still over my shoulder and went to the girls' dormitories. I shared the dormitory with both Marietta and Emily so it was hard to get away from the both of them even if I was here.

I soon heard footsteps and the door open. It was Emily. "Do you want to go to lunch?" she asked.

I shook my head. "I don't think so. I'll probably be down later."

"Alright," she said, and shut the door behind her.