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What Happens When You Make a Bet with Cho Chang

The next morning it became obvious that there was something going on between Harry and Hermione, and not long after followed the rumours trying to explain why Harry came out of Hermione's room that morning and looked more exhausted than he had the night before.

"I heard Hermione was the one behind it," Seamus whispered to Neville at dinner that night. "She wanted to boost her popularity or something, so she tricked him into having sex with her."

"That sounds possible, I guess… I mean he is the most popular boy in school… and being the first one to, you know, with him doesn't hurt your social status… but it doesn't much seem like Hermione to do something like that," replied Neville sceptically. He didn't trust gossip, and he wasn't about to make an exception this time, especially when it was coming from Seamus.

"No… but people will do almost anything for popularity… and it's not like he's bad looking or anything…"

"How would you know?" Neville asked not sure he really wanted to know the answer.

"If you have to ask, then you already know," Seamus replied with a strange glint in his eye.

Neville looked at him suddenly getting very embarrassed at where the conversation was headed. What if I slip and tell him about me? He decided the best thing to do would to go back to talking about Harry and Hermione.

"Umm… So, you… uh… don't think Harry would've started it?"

It was at this point that Ron over-heard the conversation and decided to add his two cents worth on the topic. "Blimey! Of course it was Harry! He's liked her since the beginning of school, you know. He told me, actually, while we were dating even! And she liked him too, 'cause she was cheating on me for him! Wouldn't you believe it! I mean, honestly! It's not like I'm that bad looking!"

Seamus looked as if he were about to burst out laughing. He somehow managed to contain himself, though, and said with a straight face, "Actually, Ron, you are."

"How would you know?" Ron retorted.

"If you have to ask, then you already know," replied Seamus.

Ron thought about it for a second. Then it dawned upon him. "Oh great," he muttered under his breath.

Neville started getting flushed in the face again, and hesitantly changed the topic. "So… about Harry and Hermione…"

It was then that Cho walked over. "What about them?" she sneered. "Haven't you ever seen two lovesick idiots before?" she said gesturing towards the far end of the table where Harry was lightly caressing Hermione's face.

Ron mistook her disgust for jealousy. "Well, I always thought Harry would end up with you. I mean the number of years he's liked you-"

Cho cut him off abruptly. "Do you honestly think I want that little shit? I can do much better than him," she said, putting the emphasis on that specific word as if to show just how much Harry disgusted her.

That's when Neville decided to speak up. "Harry's no shit, little or otherwise! He's my friend!"

Cho rolled her eyes. Whatever. I'm going to have to play it cool if I want to stay in the conversation. "Well it's not him personally. He's a shit because he fell for that slut-faced whore."

Seamus perked up a little. Now this is getting interesting! he thought. "So are you saying Hermione's behind this whole thing?" he asked, trying to get her to spill the juice.

"Yah! D'uh! She was the one who bet me on it."

"Bet you on what?" Ron asked. This might explain why she was cheating on me for him!

"That she would, you know, have sex with him before I would."

The three guys couldn't believe their ears; Cho was the school slut, and she always got the guys. How did Hermione, the school bookworm, get into this?

Cho waited for them to try and pry the rest of the details out of her, but they remained silent. "So anyway, if you could tell her to meet me at about… let's see…one by the staircase to the third floor." They still didn't say anything. God, what the fuck is wrong with these Gryffindor? "Anyway, that would be great." She waved and walked out of the Great Hall.

The boys sat in silence for a few moments.

Neville was the first one to come out of it. "So, who's going to tell Hermione...?"

The other two looked at him as if he was crazy. "Not me," Seamus said. "I don't trust that slut not to pull something."

Seamus and Neville turned to Ron. He was still sitting in silence. When he noticed they were looking at him, he looked up briefly and shook his head.

"Awe, come on man! You're friends with her!" said Seamus.

Ron looked up and shook his head again. Then he turned back to his dinner and scooped up a forkful into his mouth.

"Well then," said Seamus as he pushed the bench back and stood up, "I guess I'll have to make you." He grabbed Ron under the arms and stood him up. Then he gave him a shove towards the other end of the table. "Have fun!" he called out.

Great! Ron thought as he walked slowly to where Harry and Hermione were sitting.

When he reached the other end of the table, they turned towards him and motioned for him to sit down.

"So how have things been going, Ron?" Harry asked.

"I dunno. You guys?"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other smilingly and then turned back to Ron. "Never better," Harry replied.

"Uh… I just came over here to tell you, Hermione, that… uh… well… Cho… she wants to, uh, meet you at one by the staircase to the third floor." Hermione frowned and Harry looked like he was about to explode with anger. "Did I say something wrong?" Ron asked.

Hermione plastered on a fake smile and shook her head.

Ron stood up quickly and waved back at them as he hurried back to Seamus and Neville. God, am I glad that's over! he thought to himself as he sat back down and picked up his fork.

Back at the other end of the table, Harry and Hermione were discussing what Ron had told them.

"You can't meet her there! The third floor is where she raped me!" Harry exclaimed frantically, trying to dissuade her.

"I know, you've told me. But what other choice do I have? She probably already knows what happened between us last night, which means she could get us both expelled if she had reason to! And if I don't go it might be reason enough in her mind."

"But what if something happened! From her room, no one could hear anything! She could kill you and nobody would know!"

"That's why you're going to be there, Harry. You still have that invisibility cloak, right? Sneak in and keep watch. I'm sure you could stop anything from happening to me."

Harry thought this over for a minute. It could work… I mean, it's not like Cho would know I was there… but it's still risky! What if she got hurt? Harry sighed. It was Hermione's decision, and he knew that he should let her make it. "Ohhh… all right. But be careful okay?"

Hermione nodded and smiled, then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

It was ten minutes to one o'clock and Cho was standing by the staircase. Then she saw Hermione turn the corner and head towards her.

"You're early," Cho said without a single hint of surprise. Of course she's early! Since when is she not?

"I could say the same thing about you," Hermione replied.

Cho rolled her eyes and smirked. "Anyway, I have to show you something. Come with me," Cho said.

Hermione looked over her shoulder and sure enough, she saw a shimmer in the air behind her. Then she hesitantly followed Cho up the stairs.

Once up the stairs, Cho turned around the corner and pushed on a seemingly segment of the wall. This segment, however, opened to reveal a quite spacey room with a very large bed and a few candles carefully placed around the room. Cho held open the door for her, but Hermione was very careful to wait long enough for Harry to go in before she did.

As soon as the door swung shut, the candles flickered out, and Hermione felt her wand fly out of her hand. Then she heard Cho start saying a curse she had never even heard of. She screamed. "HAAARRRRRYYY!!!"

She felt a brush against her and looked down to see that Harry's invisibility cloak was on the ground a few feet away from her. She saw Cho release the curse and she out of pure instinct she ducked, hoping that maybe it would miss her. But she didn't feel anything. She listened carefully and heard Harry say, "Petrificus Totalus" and then she heard Cho gasp and fall to the ground. The candles flickered on again, just as suddenly as they had flickered off, and Hermione saw Harry lying on the ground.

"Harry! Harry! Oh my god! Harry!" she exclaimed as she kneeled on the floor beside him. Then Dumbledore and many other teachers opened the door and rushed in.

"What happened, Miss Granger?" Dumbledore asked as Madame Pomfrey felt his forehead the back of her hand.

Hermione broke out into tears and couldn't answer.

Madame Pomfrey stood up and whispered to Dumbledore. "He's not responding, sir. I don't think there's much I can do."

Oh my god! she thought. He's dead! Harry died to save me! She leaned over him and gave him one last kiss, before she stood up and ran out of the room.