Cho sat down in the shade of a tree on the paddock. Her mother had dragged
her over to her friend's house. She was reading a book when she heard lots
people yelling at each other.
She looked up from her book to see a crowd of ginger haired children walking from the paddock with broomsticks over their arms.
She was about to tell them to shut up when one of the crowd approached her while the rest hurried towards the house.
"Hey there!" gasped the person.
It was obviously a boy since he was very skinny and sporty looking. His hazel eyes sparkled in the sunlight and his face was pale but covered in freckles. His robes were covered in dust and his jeans and trainers were ripped slightly.
"Er hey." Said Cho nervously putting the book back into her rucksack.
"You must be the kid of one of my mother's friends. I'm Fred Weasley by the way." Said the boy.
"Er nice to meet you Fred. I'm Cho Chang." Said Cho.
"I'm sorry if me and my brothers disturbed your reading but mum wanted us out the house for her tea party thing." Sighed Fred sitting down next to her.
"Hey Its Ok it's for school anyway." Shrugged Cho.
"You want to come and play some one on one?" asked Fred nodding towards the paddock.
"Sure." Smiled Cho getting to her feet and dusting herself off. She grabbed her rucksack and helped Fred to his feet.
The two then walked to the paddock. Cho noticed a spare broomstick left near a tree as well as a Quaffle. She put down her rucksack and climbed onto the broom.
She picked up the Quaffle and tucked it under her arm before flying up higher into the sky.
Fred jumped onto his broom and tried to get the Quaffle off her as she flew towards the tree that marked the goal post.
"Hey no fair!" exclaimed Cho as Fred bashed his broom against hers trying to get her to drop the Quaffle.
" I never play fair!" grinned Fred snatching the Quaffle from her and flying towards the other tree that was his goal.
" I can play dirty too you know." Grinned Cho as she flew in front of him and blocked his shot at the tree.
"Hey that's obstruction!" complained Fred trying to throw it over her head.
"Maybe so but its not against the rules." Grinned Cho knocking the Quaffle out his hands and catching it expertly
"Oh and since when have you known so much about Quidditch?" Asked Fred flying after her.
"My father's the captain of the Chudley Cannons. He kind of forced it upon me and my sisters since he never got the son he wanted." Sighed Cho tightening her grip on the Quaffle.
"Really? I love the Chudley Cannons. Their game against the Wimbourne wasps was amazing!" smiled Fred.
" Yeah I guess." Sighed Cho forgetting about the game and stopping in mid air.
"Something wrong?" asked Fred.
" He always expects a lot from me. And everyone just thinks of me as his daughter, not as an actual person." said Cho.
"That's not true," protested Fred.
"You can't seriously tell me that after you found out my father was captain of the Chudley cannons that you just thought of me as his daughter?" said Cho.
"OK so I was. But I'm only human." sighed Fred.
Cho rolled her eyes and descended back to the paddock floor.
"What's wrong?" asked Fred still floating in the air.
"I'm sorry I thought you were different you know. Guess I was wrong." said Cho sadly climbing off the broom and picking up her bag.
"Hey wait." called Fred as she walked back towards the house.
He manoeuvred the broom and stopped in front of her.
"Wait. I'm sorry Cho. Compared to my brothers I'm different. Why don't we just talk instead?" asked Fred.
Cho smiled as he jumped off his broom and the two climbed up the nearest tree.
"So you said you have two sisters, what are they like?" asked Fred leaning his back against the trunk.
"Well their snobby really, but kinda boyish as well. Their twins so they're kinda close. But they always stand up for me." said Cho.
"I'd like to meet them sometime." smiled Fred.
"How about you. What're your brothers like?" asked Cho.
"Well I'm actually a twin myself. My brother George is a bit more sensitive than me. My younger brother Ron well he's just a bit stubborn here and there but he's OK. I have three older brothers Bill Charlie and Percy. Their all right but me, George and Ron are the closest," explained Fred.
"So it's all boys in your family?" asked Cho.
"No. I've got a younger sister. Ginny she's the youngest after Ron. But she hardly fits in among the six of us." said Fred.
"Shame you couldn't have all been girls." grinned Cho.
"Oi!" said Fred with a similar grin.
"Oi!" came a similar shout from the bottom of the tree.
"What is it?" asked Fred.
"Whose that?" asked Cho.
"My twin brother George." said Fred.
"Mum's serving up the pumpkin pastries we 'adjusted'. Want to go see the results?" asked George.
"Maybe later." said Fred.
"I hear ickle Ronniekins is going to give some to the elders," said George.
"Coming!" yelled Fred climbing down the tree.
"Wait up." said Cho.
"Hurry up! We'll miss all the fun!" said George before running to the house.
"Elders?" asked Cho as the two jumped down.
"The older trio. Bill, Charlie and Percee." said Fred as they ran to the house.
They looked in through the kitchen window and saw Ron offering pastries to bill, Charlie and Percy.
Reluctantly the three took the pastries and bit in to them at the exact same moment.
The three turned into canaries.
The three outside cracked up laughing.
"Man those poor saps," grinned George.
Cho giggled.
She looked up from her book to see a crowd of ginger haired children walking from the paddock with broomsticks over their arms.
She was about to tell them to shut up when one of the crowd approached her while the rest hurried towards the house.
"Hey there!" gasped the person.
It was obviously a boy since he was very skinny and sporty looking. His hazel eyes sparkled in the sunlight and his face was pale but covered in freckles. His robes were covered in dust and his jeans and trainers were ripped slightly.
"Er hey." Said Cho nervously putting the book back into her rucksack.
"You must be the kid of one of my mother's friends. I'm Fred Weasley by the way." Said the boy.
"Er nice to meet you Fred. I'm Cho Chang." Said Cho.
"I'm sorry if me and my brothers disturbed your reading but mum wanted us out the house for her tea party thing." Sighed Fred sitting down next to her.
"Hey Its Ok it's for school anyway." Shrugged Cho.
"You want to come and play some one on one?" asked Fred nodding towards the paddock.
"Sure." Smiled Cho getting to her feet and dusting herself off. She grabbed her rucksack and helped Fred to his feet.
The two then walked to the paddock. Cho noticed a spare broomstick left near a tree as well as a Quaffle. She put down her rucksack and climbed onto the broom.
She picked up the Quaffle and tucked it under her arm before flying up higher into the sky.
Fred jumped onto his broom and tried to get the Quaffle off her as she flew towards the tree that marked the goal post.
"Hey no fair!" exclaimed Cho as Fred bashed his broom against hers trying to get her to drop the Quaffle.
" I never play fair!" grinned Fred snatching the Quaffle from her and flying towards the other tree that was his goal.
" I can play dirty too you know." Grinned Cho as she flew in front of him and blocked his shot at the tree.
"Hey that's obstruction!" complained Fred trying to throw it over her head.
"Maybe so but its not against the rules." Grinned Cho knocking the Quaffle out his hands and catching it expertly
"Oh and since when have you known so much about Quidditch?" Asked Fred flying after her.
"My father's the captain of the Chudley Cannons. He kind of forced it upon me and my sisters since he never got the son he wanted." Sighed Cho tightening her grip on the Quaffle.
"Really? I love the Chudley Cannons. Their game against the Wimbourne wasps was amazing!" smiled Fred.
" Yeah I guess." Sighed Cho forgetting about the game and stopping in mid air.
"Something wrong?" asked Fred.
" He always expects a lot from me. And everyone just thinks of me as his daughter, not as an actual person." said Cho.
"That's not true," protested Fred.
"You can't seriously tell me that after you found out my father was captain of the Chudley cannons that you just thought of me as his daughter?" said Cho.
"OK so I was. But I'm only human." sighed Fred.
Cho rolled her eyes and descended back to the paddock floor.
"What's wrong?" asked Fred still floating in the air.
"I'm sorry I thought you were different you know. Guess I was wrong." said Cho sadly climbing off the broom and picking up her bag.
"Hey wait." called Fred as she walked back towards the house.
He manoeuvred the broom and stopped in front of her.
"Wait. I'm sorry Cho. Compared to my brothers I'm different. Why don't we just talk instead?" asked Fred.
Cho smiled as he jumped off his broom and the two climbed up the nearest tree.
"So you said you have two sisters, what are they like?" asked Fred leaning his back against the trunk.
"Well their snobby really, but kinda boyish as well. Their twins so they're kinda close. But they always stand up for me." said Cho.
"I'd like to meet them sometime." smiled Fred.
"How about you. What're your brothers like?" asked Cho.
"Well I'm actually a twin myself. My brother George is a bit more sensitive than me. My younger brother Ron well he's just a bit stubborn here and there but he's OK. I have three older brothers Bill Charlie and Percy. Their all right but me, George and Ron are the closest," explained Fred.
"So it's all boys in your family?" asked Cho.
"No. I've got a younger sister. Ginny she's the youngest after Ron. But she hardly fits in among the six of us." said Fred.
"Shame you couldn't have all been girls." grinned Cho.
"Oi!" said Fred with a similar grin.
"Oi!" came a similar shout from the bottom of the tree.
"What is it?" asked Fred.
"Whose that?" asked Cho.
"My twin brother George." said Fred.
"Mum's serving up the pumpkin pastries we 'adjusted'. Want to go see the results?" asked George.
"Maybe later." said Fred.
"I hear ickle Ronniekins is going to give some to the elders," said George.
"Coming!" yelled Fred climbing down the tree.
"Wait up." said Cho.
"Hurry up! We'll miss all the fun!" said George before running to the house.
"Elders?" asked Cho as the two jumped down.
"The older trio. Bill, Charlie and Percee." said Fred as they ran to the house.
They looked in through the kitchen window and saw Ron offering pastries to bill, Charlie and Percy.
Reluctantly the three took the pastries and bit in to them at the exact same moment.
The three turned into canaries.
The three outside cracked up laughing.
"Man those poor saps," grinned George.
Cho giggled.