It was Saturday morning, and Harry was lying face-down on his four-poster,
unable to face the world. He had just seen Ginny and Cho fighting. The
fight had gone something like this –
Ginny – Listen, I know we've been friends for some time, and I want you to understand that I don't want to end the friendship because of Harry.
Cho – Gin, the fact is, you've got the two best-looking, most popular boys in the school hanging after you. And who have I got? I've got that Creevey creep Colin taking photos of me and sending them to his dad! How pathetic is that?
Ginny – Listen, I can't change what's between Draco and me, and I can't change the way Harry feels -
Cho – All your friends know about Harry and Draco. They've seen the way he keeps hanging around after you and sulking whenever he sees you snogging in the broom cupboard-
Ginny – I DO NOT SNOG DRACO IN THE BROOM CUPBOARD!
Cho – You do, and you're proud of it!
Ginny – Well, I saw Harry a bit down when you were going out with Cedric, but you just had to keep going on about how good he was to you –
Cho – Stop talking about Cedric!
Cho had stormed off then, and Ginny turned around and left, leaving Harry alone in his hiding place behind the armchair.
Now, Harry felt terrible. He was torn between Cho and Ginny. He still loved Ginny, but he was beginning to be won over by Cho. He didn't know what to feel or what to do.
As if in answer to his state of mind, Dobby appeared with a conical flask that appeared to be full of a deep red liquid. Red smoke filled the empty spaces in the flask.
'Dobby – ' Harry began.
'Drink this, sir, and you will feel better, Dobby promises!'
Unable to do otherwise, Harry took the flask, uncorked it, and drank it in a gulp.
Somewhere else in Hogwarts, Dumbledore chuckled to himself.
Ginny – Listen, I know we've been friends for some time, and I want you to understand that I don't want to end the friendship because of Harry.
Cho – Gin, the fact is, you've got the two best-looking, most popular boys in the school hanging after you. And who have I got? I've got that Creevey creep Colin taking photos of me and sending them to his dad! How pathetic is that?
Ginny – Listen, I can't change what's between Draco and me, and I can't change the way Harry feels -
Cho – All your friends know about Harry and Draco. They've seen the way he keeps hanging around after you and sulking whenever he sees you snogging in the broom cupboard-
Ginny – I DO NOT SNOG DRACO IN THE BROOM CUPBOARD!
Cho – You do, and you're proud of it!
Ginny – Well, I saw Harry a bit down when you were going out with Cedric, but you just had to keep going on about how good he was to you –
Cho – Stop talking about Cedric!
Cho had stormed off then, and Ginny turned around and left, leaving Harry alone in his hiding place behind the armchair.
Now, Harry felt terrible. He was torn between Cho and Ginny. He still loved Ginny, but he was beginning to be won over by Cho. He didn't know what to feel or what to do.
As if in answer to his state of mind, Dobby appeared with a conical flask that appeared to be full of a deep red liquid. Red smoke filled the empty spaces in the flask.
'Dobby – ' Harry began.
'Drink this, sir, and you will feel better, Dobby promises!'
Unable to do otherwise, Harry took the flask, uncorked it, and drank it in a gulp.
Somewhere else in Hogwarts, Dumbledore chuckled to himself.