The phone started ringing just as he was stepping out the door. He glanced at his watch. There was still 45 minutes left. He sighed and ran over, answering the phone.

"What?" he said, making sure the caller knew he was in a hurry.

"Harry?" came a weak voice. It was Cho.

"Cho, what is it? I'm in a hurry."

"Are you okay? I've been so worried about you lately. My feeling's gotten worse."

"I'm fine. Just peachy."

"Harry," she muttered.

"What?"

"Do you think things would've been different if we hadn't lost the baby?" If there was anything that could've made him feel worse, that was it. They had been so excited about having childeren, but when Cho got pregnant, it was a miscarriage.

"Listen, honey, I gotta go. I'm in a rush..." Cho started sobbingand he felt his heart go to her, even though he didn't want it to. He walked over to his cahir and sat down. "Cho, what's wrong?" She continued crying, and Harry sighed. "Cho, calm down. Breathe... breathe..." He waited till her sobs calmed down. "Okay, what's wrong?"

"I miss you," she whispered.

"I miss you too honey, but there's nothing we can do about that now is there?"

"I don't know what to do," she muttered. "Things started happening and our marriage was pretty much over during the last two years."

"Well, if it was over you could've told me cuz it sure as hell was news to me."

"You were never around."

"I worked at home!"

"That's not what I mean! Whenever I looked at you, I saw you looking at me physically, but it was like you had disappeared inside yourself."

"So you ran to Malfoy."

"Malfoy came to me. It was all my fault. He didn't know."

"Cho, when we got married it was in every newspaper around the world. There was no way he didn't know."

"I just wish I could go back and redo it all. I wish it never had happened." Harry gritted his teeth.

"We then I gues you shouldn't have FUCKED HIM THEN!" he shouted angrily and slammed the phone on the reciever.

Cho slammed her phone down and headed to her car.

"You're not going over there," said Malfoy from the relciner. "I saw him today. There's something messed up with him."

"Draco, I was married to him for ten years. I know how to talk to him when he's in one of his moods. I'm going to get him to sign the papers and just get it over with."

Without another word, she climbed into her car and drove out, leaving Malfoy to sit around, feeling uneasy.

"Harry!" called the sheriff as he pulled in to the post office. Harry suddenly remembered what Shooter had said and hurried into the post office, waving over his shoulder.

"I have a package I'm supposed to pick up?" he said as he ran in. The woman behind the desk looked up. She was very pretty and he knew she had a crush on him, especially when she found out about the divorce that was in action.

"Right here," she said, handing him the UPS package. "You know the post office will kill me if they find out I was holding UPS things."

"I understand that, and I appreciate it," he said with a smile.

"You won't tell anyone will you?"

"No," he said, turning to leave.

"Because I saw what you did."

Harry stood still, his heart pounding again. He turned and looked at her.

"What?" he asked.

"I said they'd shoot me if you did," she said softly. Harry nodded, knowing he was loosing his mind.

"Okay. Bye." He hurried out, and the woman checked him out as he left.

"He's sooo cute!" she muttered to herself.

Harry climbed into his car and the sheriff came up to him, looking at him through his window. "Got a minute?" he asked.

"Uh, no, actually. I've got an arrond I have to run, but I'll call you tonight." The sheriff nodded and let him go.