Disclaimer: all these characters belong to J.K Rowling, I just made up the plot.
September 14th 12:38 - girls dorm
Yay Diary, it's Saturday. And even better we got permission to go into Hogsmede today. Luckily enough I finished all my homework so I can enjoy myself this weekend.
I made plans to hang out with Harry and the Weasley clan this afternoon. Su couldn't understand why I was spending all my time with Gryffindors. But she wasn't as rude about it as Roger was. He thinks I am going to give away Quidditch strategies when we haven't even had our first practice yet. I'd be more likely to steal from Gryffindor than Gryffindor to steal from me.
"Harry asked me to the dance Roger, nothing more and nothing less." I stated during breakfast this morning.
Roger rolled his eyes, "well if he brings up Quidditch then…"
"Man! You're worse than Oliver Wood!" I snorted interrupting him.
"Fine Cho, forget about it." Roger placed his hand on the table and stood up. He looked behind us at the Gryffindor table for a second and then slowly strolled out of the Great Hall.
"I will!" I called after him, but I doubt he heard me.
"What was that about?" Padma inquired sitting down across from me, blocking my view of the Slytherin table and the beady eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Just Roger being stupid…"
I helped myself to some bacon and a ham steak while Padma giggled to herself. "I went to the Yule Ball last year with Ron Weasley, and my twin went with Harry."
"I know." I drove my fork into the ham steak and began to eat as much as I could.
Padma warned me last night if I kept eating that much I'd grow fat. But I told her that I had a fast metabolism and there were spells (I'm sure) to keep you thin. Plus I'm a Quidditch player, that keeps me in shape.
"Well anyways, Harry seemed to be more interested in you than my sister, and Ron seemed to be more interested in that Granger girl than me."
I didn't know whether to apologize and just sit there staring blankly at her, "yeah…sorry?"
"No, no! Don't apologize! We found some cute older guys to hang out with so we both had a good time."
"Look Padma, not to be rude but…"
"You don't want to talk about the Yule Ball or anything that happened last year?"
"Exactly." I put a rather larger piece of bacon in my mouth so I wouldn't have to speak anymore.
Padma gave another cheerful smile and brush back her sleek hair. This year she was going to the ball with an older Gryffindor, Lee Jordan, who was in my year. I hoped she would have better luck with him than with Ron Weasley.
After breakfast I changed into a nice long skirt, a pink sweater (made by my grandmother in China) and my black Mary Janes. I loved my shoes, they completed every non-school outfit that I owned. I think they were sort of like my trade-mark. "Born from muggle parents and proud of it." Something like that.
Then I met up with my friends and we headed off to Hogsmeade. I loved Hogsmeade, it was of the neatest towns in the world. I smiled at Harry and greeted him.
"Hello Harry." I stated friendly.
"Hello Cho, how are you today?" He inquired pushing his glasses up on his face.
"I am doing alright." I responded and began to walk with the group towards The Three Broomsticks.
"That's good." He nodded opening the door for me, I thanked him and walked inside.
There were already lots of Hogwarts students inside the Three Broomsticks, mainly Gryffindors so I followed Fred and George Weasley to the back. I sat in a wooden chair and began to idly trace the red checked table cover with my finger.
"May I buy you a butterbeer?" Harry asked.
"Thank you, I'd love one." I agreed and nodded my head.
Harry smiled and walked off to the service counter. I looked up and noticed George smirking at me in an odd way. "What?" I wanted to know.
"So, you and Harry huh?" He asked in a amused tone of voice.
I glanced from George to Fred and then back at George. I was almost glad that Fred hadn't told his twin about the recent occurrences lately between Harry and myself. I crossed my arms and shrugged.
"I don't know, I mean I guess so. It's weird though, you know?"
Of course, George didn't know. Why would he? No one knew actually, what it was like to lose someone and then launch into a new relationship a year later…
"Yeah I suppose so." George agreed, although I knew he had no idea what I was talking about. Luckily, Harry came back right then with Ron and Hermione with him. They sat at the round table, Harry beside me, and Ron beside him.
He handed my butterbeer and I thanked him again. I drank it slowly letting my entire mouth experience the wonderful flavours while listening to Ron complain about Professor Snape.
"Just 'cause we're in year five now. It's ridiculous the amount of work he give us, I'm telling you!" Ron whined.
" 'Oy, get use to it kid." Fred spoke up while Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Well at least you have only a year left!" Ron retorted, "we have two more bleeding' years and I don't think I will be able to handle it!" He banged his fist on the table dramatically causing all our drinks to rise up in the air an inch or two and then fall back down sloshing everywhere.
I wiped my part of the table off with a napkin while Hermione spoke.
"Maybe if you paid attention in his class for a change it wouldn't be so difficult for you…" She trailed off.
Ron's ears went from pink to bright red, "I'm going to buy some chocolate frogs, I'll see you later." He got up quickly and stormed out of the café.
"Whoa, Herm, stuck a nerve or what?" George joked elbowing Hermione's side.
"That wasn't very dignified…" She groaned, "well I certainly won't be visiting Honeydukes today."
Once I finished my butterbeer I rose to my feet and stretched. I glanced around the café and realized that the Slytherins had replaced most the Gryffindors. "Well, I think I am going to go to Zonko's, anyone care to join me?"
Everyone nodded their head in agreement except for Hermione.
"No thank you Cho, on the off chance that Ron might be in there. I think I'd much rather go back to Hogwarts and stuff for my Arithmacy exam." She spoke and rose to her feet.
"Okay, maybe next time then." I replied.
"Yes next time." She agreed and sauntered out of The Three Broomsticks.
The rest of turned and glanced at Harry curiously, "well are we going or what?" he wanted to know standing to his feet as well.
"Lets go!" I stated.
I led the group of Gryffindors past the glaring Slytherins and outside onto the sidewalk. Unfortunately, Draco Malfoy was there. He had his right fist against the stone wall and was standing in front of Pansy Parkinson. I hoped he wouldn't notice me and for a moment I thought he didn't.
I began to walk towards the direction of Zonko's when he stopped me.
" 'Lo there Cho, almost didn't recognize you. For a second I thought you were one of them…"
I glared at him, "Excuse me, what do you mean 'one of them'?" I made the little hand gestures for quotation marks.
"You know a Gryffindor." He replied and placed his hand on my shoulder. I slapped his hand away and glanced behind him towards Pansy. She was sending me the most venomous glare she could muster.
"And so what if I was a Gryffindor?" I snapped and walked off.
I found Harry and the gang already waiting for me inside of Zonko's. I groaned to myself and joined Harry. He smiled, "oh there you are."
"Yeah, here I am."
"So what's the deal with Hermione and Ron?" I wanted to know as I leaned against a shelf of light-up yo-yos.
"I don't know actually, they just have been very short tempered with each other lately and neither of them will tell me why." Harry shrugged, "it isn't in their nature to keep things like this from me."
"Maybe they fancy each other and don't want you to become the third wheel."
Harry's cheeks turned bright red, "maybe."
September 14th 12:38 - girls dorm
Yay Diary, it's Saturday. And even better we got permission to go into Hogsmede today. Luckily enough I finished all my homework so I can enjoy myself this weekend.
I made plans to hang out with Harry and the Weasley clan this afternoon. Su couldn't understand why I was spending all my time with Gryffindors. But she wasn't as rude about it as Roger was. He thinks I am going to give away Quidditch strategies when we haven't even had our first practice yet. I'd be more likely to steal from Gryffindor than Gryffindor to steal from me.
"Harry asked me to the dance Roger, nothing more and nothing less." I stated during breakfast this morning.
Roger rolled his eyes, "well if he brings up Quidditch then…"
"Man! You're worse than Oliver Wood!" I snorted interrupting him.
"Fine Cho, forget about it." Roger placed his hand on the table and stood up. He looked behind us at the Gryffindor table for a second and then slowly strolled out of the Great Hall.
"I will!" I called after him, but I doubt he heard me.
"What was that about?" Padma inquired sitting down across from me, blocking my view of the Slytherin table and the beady eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Just Roger being stupid…"
I helped myself to some bacon and a ham steak while Padma giggled to herself. "I went to the Yule Ball last year with Ron Weasley, and my twin went with Harry."
"I know." I drove my fork into the ham steak and began to eat as much as I could.
Padma warned me last night if I kept eating that much I'd grow fat. But I told her that I had a fast metabolism and there were spells (I'm sure) to keep you thin. Plus I'm a Quidditch player, that keeps me in shape.
"Well anyways, Harry seemed to be more interested in you than my sister, and Ron seemed to be more interested in that Granger girl than me."
I didn't know whether to apologize and just sit there staring blankly at her, "yeah…sorry?"
"No, no! Don't apologize! We found some cute older guys to hang out with so we both had a good time."
"Look Padma, not to be rude but…"
"You don't want to talk about the Yule Ball or anything that happened last year?"
"Exactly." I put a rather larger piece of bacon in my mouth so I wouldn't have to speak anymore.
Padma gave another cheerful smile and brush back her sleek hair. This year she was going to the ball with an older Gryffindor, Lee Jordan, who was in my year. I hoped she would have better luck with him than with Ron Weasley.
After breakfast I changed into a nice long skirt, a pink sweater (made by my grandmother in China) and my black Mary Janes. I loved my shoes, they completed every non-school outfit that I owned. I think they were sort of like my trade-mark. "Born from muggle parents and proud of it." Something like that.
Then I met up with my friends and we headed off to Hogsmeade. I loved Hogsmeade, it was of the neatest towns in the world. I smiled at Harry and greeted him.
"Hello Harry." I stated friendly.
"Hello Cho, how are you today?" He inquired pushing his glasses up on his face.
"I am doing alright." I responded and began to walk with the group towards The Three Broomsticks.
"That's good." He nodded opening the door for me, I thanked him and walked inside.
There were already lots of Hogwarts students inside the Three Broomsticks, mainly Gryffindors so I followed Fred and George Weasley to the back. I sat in a wooden chair and began to idly trace the red checked table cover with my finger.
"May I buy you a butterbeer?" Harry asked.
"Thank you, I'd love one." I agreed and nodded my head.
Harry smiled and walked off to the service counter. I looked up and noticed George smirking at me in an odd way. "What?" I wanted to know.
"So, you and Harry huh?" He asked in a amused tone of voice.
I glanced from George to Fred and then back at George. I was almost glad that Fred hadn't told his twin about the recent occurrences lately between Harry and myself. I crossed my arms and shrugged.
"I don't know, I mean I guess so. It's weird though, you know?"
Of course, George didn't know. Why would he? No one knew actually, what it was like to lose someone and then launch into a new relationship a year later…
"Yeah I suppose so." George agreed, although I knew he had no idea what I was talking about. Luckily, Harry came back right then with Ron and Hermione with him. They sat at the round table, Harry beside me, and Ron beside him.
He handed my butterbeer and I thanked him again. I drank it slowly letting my entire mouth experience the wonderful flavours while listening to Ron complain about Professor Snape.
"Just 'cause we're in year five now. It's ridiculous the amount of work he give us, I'm telling you!" Ron whined.
" 'Oy, get use to it kid." Fred spoke up while Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Well at least you have only a year left!" Ron retorted, "we have two more bleeding' years and I don't think I will be able to handle it!" He banged his fist on the table dramatically causing all our drinks to rise up in the air an inch or two and then fall back down sloshing everywhere.
I wiped my part of the table off with a napkin while Hermione spoke.
"Maybe if you paid attention in his class for a change it wouldn't be so difficult for you…" She trailed off.
Ron's ears went from pink to bright red, "I'm going to buy some chocolate frogs, I'll see you later." He got up quickly and stormed out of the café.
"Whoa, Herm, stuck a nerve or what?" George joked elbowing Hermione's side.
"That wasn't very dignified…" She groaned, "well I certainly won't be visiting Honeydukes today."
Once I finished my butterbeer I rose to my feet and stretched. I glanced around the café and realized that the Slytherins had replaced most the Gryffindors. "Well, I think I am going to go to Zonko's, anyone care to join me?"
Everyone nodded their head in agreement except for Hermione.
"No thank you Cho, on the off chance that Ron might be in there. I think I'd much rather go back to Hogwarts and stuff for my Arithmacy exam." She spoke and rose to her feet.
"Okay, maybe next time then." I replied.
"Yes next time." She agreed and sauntered out of The Three Broomsticks.
The rest of turned and glanced at Harry curiously, "well are we going or what?" he wanted to know standing to his feet as well.
"Lets go!" I stated.
I led the group of Gryffindors past the glaring Slytherins and outside onto the sidewalk. Unfortunately, Draco Malfoy was there. He had his right fist against the stone wall and was standing in front of Pansy Parkinson. I hoped he wouldn't notice me and for a moment I thought he didn't.
I began to walk towards the direction of Zonko's when he stopped me.
" 'Lo there Cho, almost didn't recognize you. For a second I thought you were one of them…"
I glared at him, "Excuse me, what do you mean 'one of them'?" I made the little hand gestures for quotation marks.
"You know a Gryffindor." He replied and placed his hand on my shoulder. I slapped his hand away and glanced behind him towards Pansy. She was sending me the most venomous glare she could muster.
"And so what if I was a Gryffindor?" I snapped and walked off.
I found Harry and the gang already waiting for me inside of Zonko's. I groaned to myself and joined Harry. He smiled, "oh there you are."
"Yeah, here I am."
"So what's the deal with Hermione and Ron?" I wanted to know as I leaned against a shelf of light-up yo-yos.
"I don't know actually, they just have been very short tempered with each other lately and neither of them will tell me why." Harry shrugged, "it isn't in their nature to keep things like this from me."
"Maybe they fancy each other and don't want you to become the third wheel."
Harry's cheeks turned bright red, "maybe."