A/N.

Thanks to harry potter fan no1for putting my story on another website, I was very flattered. Have a beer on me

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The owls swooped in filling the Great Hall with many hoots. Lizzie noticed Hedwig and a tall barn owl, which she knew as her family owl Toby carried a package. Together, they flew down to Harry and Lizzie and perched proudly. Lizzie recognised the writing on the package and ripped it open immediately. A letter fell out, along with many of "Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes" products.

Dear Lizzie,

I will not say that I am happy about you playing Quidditch, but Professor Dumbledore tells me that I cannot take you off the team so please be careful. Alex has told me about a club where you learn how to defend yourselves in duels. Please, Lizzie, join this club, even if you don't like the teacher who runs it. I have my reasons.

On a brighter note, I have sent you some of the produce that the joke shop I have invested in sells. I hope you and your friends will like it.

All my love,

Dad x

P.S. The owl you sent is lovely, who's is it?

Lizzie smiled, her Dad didn't object to her playing Quidditch. She could carry on living her dreams.

"Woah, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, I know the guys who make these" Harry said as he was sorting through the many different products, "They are Ron's brothers you know."

"Really?" Lizzie replied.

"Yeah, who sent them?"

"My Dad, he has invested in the joke shop. He also says I should join the DA too." Lizzie said, scanning the letter once more. Harry kept looking through the joke shop produce while glancing at Lizzie every so often. Lizzie knew what Harry was doing, and smiled back.

"When do you want to tell?" Harry asked, looking at the Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.

"How about just telling Ron and Hermione? I don't want the news to spread to my sister just yet," Lizzie said. Harry looked hurt, "I'm sorry."

"No, don't apologize. Sure, let's just tell the others first. That seems to be a good idea."

At that moment, Ron and Hermione walked in.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about?" Ron said, merrily.

"Ermm...the DA," Harry said quickly, "Yeah, we were talking about the DA."

"Good! I was meaning to talk to you about that Harry, we should really get it started again. Especially with Voldemort back publicly." Hermione suggested. Harry was overcome with thoughts, Lizzie, Quidditch, the DA and Voldemort. He didn't know what to say. "How about making it weekly?" Hermione added.

"Ermm...sure, but first put a message out on the coins that the next meeting will be tomorrow, then we can sort out which day weekly with everyone, plus that it is in the Defence classroom. Professor Heart said we could use that." Harry said. He looked at Lizzie, who looked at him back, he could tell that she wanted to tell Ron and Hermione about them now, but he shook his head in protest.

"Hey! Where did you get these from?" Ron said, pointing at the Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.

"Oh, from my Dad. He invested in your brother's shop and sent these here for me and you lot." Lizzie replied.

"Cool!"

Harry and Lizzie were already in the Defence Room, talking. They had asked Ron and Hermione to come early, so that they could tell them. Lizzie was very nervous, she had never thought of going out with The-Boy-Who-Lived. She didn't even think that she would meet him. But there he was, sitting on the cushion in front of her and holding her hand. The door opened and Hermione came through. Harry automatically let go of Lizzie's hand and stood up. She guessed he was more nervous then she was.

"Hi," he said.

"Why are you so jumpy?" Hermione queried. Lizzie stood up too and took Harry's hand.

"Because he is nervous. We have something to tell you and Ron once he gets here." Lizzie answered, beaming.

"Ah, let me guess, you two are going out?" Hermione said, returning Lizzie's grin.

"Er..yeah we are." Harry agreed. Ron walked through the door.

"Hey guys, sorry I am a bit late, I got stopped by Peeves -" Ron noticed how Harry and Lizzie were holding hands, "-Bloody Hell!"

"Yeah, ok Ron. But you two can't say anything to anyone else. We don't want it public yet." Lizzie said, both Ron and Hermione nodded in response as a load of students came through the door. Harry and Lizzie dropped their hands immediately.

Harry saw a lot of old faces walked through the door, but one face in particular caught his attention, Cho Chang. He hadn't thought about her since last July, and he wasn't able to take his eyes off her for a second, she had grown over the summer. She had gotten a bit taller and looked prettier then ever. Harry stopped this; he didn't want to get infatuated in Cho again. He had Lizzie to think about.

By the time the mass of students entered the room. Harry began his lesson; it was mostly repeating the hexes and curse they had learnt last year. By the time they got to the patronus, an hour had already passed. Cho kept looking at Harry and smiling, he smiled back out of politeness, and he didn't want to ignore her. But Harry found himself avoiding her. After a few ghostly animals havocked the room, he draw he session to an end.

"Ok, now everyone, like last year we shall go out in groups of three's or more." Harry took out the Marauder's Map out of his pocket, muttered, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good" and proceeded to say when the next group can go. After a while there was only Ron, Hermione, Lizzie and Cho left to go. "Ok, the next three!" Cho hung back, and so Lizzie was left with no choice but to leave with Ron and Hermione. Harry muttered, "Mischief managed" to the map and turned. Cho was left standing there.

"Cho?" Harry said. Harry was wondering why she still there?

"Ermm...Harry, I have been meaning to talk to you since the start of term. I have been wanting to speak to you."

Harry was confused.

"About what?" he asked.

Cho looked awkward. "About us"

"Cho, look, I can't...I mean I would have done if...I'm sorry."

"What are you trying to say?" she questioned.

"Us is not going to happen, I'm sorry." Harry said firmly.

Cho ran out of the classroom, tears forming in her eyes.

"Cho! Cho!" Harry called out, but she was gone.

Stay Tuned.