Felt like updating. Maybe I'll remove it from being 'on hold' to finish it... LOL

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Ch. 6: Mad St. Valentine's

Christina was furious for having been discovered. Even though they hadn't been reported to the Ministry of Magic because it was awkward to bring to case twenty-five girls from Hogwarts, they were being punished. Every day the girls had to help Filch or Hagrid. Christina didn't even feel like choosing between the two as both were quite bad. One was abusive with making them clean the Muggle way and the other was insane and made them feed dangerous creatures.

Christina still had her truly main goal which was to conquer Harry and have him for herself. Yes, she seemingly shared Harry when it came to the club, but she wanted a future with Harry, especially since it could bring her to fame. Being the Wizarding savior's wife had to be a great achievement that she certainly craved.

She imagined herself in the future with little Potters prancing around her and a smiling Harry looking fondly at her and the little children. She also imagined Harry having beaten He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named as the 'super' hero he was and the fame escalating to great proportions. In her daydream she even saw herself in pictures in The Daily Prophet being asked for her opinion on many topics due to her status as the famous Harry Potter's wife. Christina's vivid imagination was suddenly shattered when Filch's voice said: "Stop staring at the ceiling and finish cleaning that toilet!"

Miss Spears glared at Filch and when he wasn't looking she used her wand and non-verbally cleaned the dirty toilet.

XxXxX

It was January and Harry arrived at his first class, Charms, in a foul mood. He was dressed in one of Dudley's jumpers that looked three times too big on him plus in jeans that were also too big being held in place by a rope. The jumper's red colour was quite faded and the jeans were tattered in many areas. All the students stared at Harry and Flitwick's eyes went wide. "Mr. Potter! Why aren't you in school robes and uniform?"

Harry growled before saying harshly: "Because they were stolen, sir. All of my school uniforms and robes."

Ron gasped as he remembered seeing two Slytherin fifth year girls with some robes that bore the Gryffindor symbol, smelling the robes and giggling. He wondered if those had been Harry's robes and looked at his best friend. "I think I saw your robes!"

Harry glared at Ron. "And you didn't do anything? Gee, thanks!"

"Sorry, mate. Never crossed my mind that those Slytherin girls had somehow obtained your robes... They must have had some sort of contact in Gryffindor tower..."

"Well, some of the robes were stolen from the laundry room actually," Harry stated softening his tone, but he couldn't believe fans would go so far as to steal his school uniforms. There was also the fact that he was wearing his nineteenth pair of glasses. "I just don't get it, Ron! I'm almost wishing I was back at the Dursleys or killing Voldemort rather than confronting this fan club thing."

Harry went through classes and got thirty points deducted from Gryffindor for not using proper attire in Snape's Potions class. Harry wondered how he was going to get his uniforms back when by dinner Cho Chang walked with a smile towards Gryffindor Table holding Harry's uniforms. "Here they are, Harry. I was able to investigate and get them back after your friend Granger told me about the problem. The girls that had them said that they washed them by hand, all for you." Cho rolled her eyes as she said the last sentence and Harry grabbed the uniforms and thanked her. She was about to leave when Harry stopped her.

"Cho?"

"Yes?" she asked looking back at him.

"Do you want to spend the day with me in Hogsmeade on our February Hogsmeade weekend?" Harry couldn't believe he was being so straightforward.

"Oh, I don't know..." Cho said biting her lower lip. "Last year didn't go too well, did it?"

"I know, but we can try again..." Harry said in a hopeful tone.

"Alright! See you around!" Cho then walked back to Ravenclaw table.

Ron was staring at Harry when Hermione arrived at the table and smiled as she saw Harry with his uniforms. "I'm glad she was able to get them back!" Hermione said as she slumped into her chair to eat. "What's with you Ron?" she asked the redhead.

"Just that Harry asked Cho on a date and I still can't believe it."

"Really?" Hermione asked beaming. "Hope everything will be alright this time, Harry! Good luck!" Harry nodded before muttering a 'thanks'.

XxXxX

Christina was stabbing a plushed toy she owned. The news around school were that Harry had invited Cho Chang on a date and Christina couldn't stand it. Cho wasn't even part of the club! How dare that little Asian bitch steal Harry when she wasn't even interested in worshipping him? "If he beds her I'm going to castrate him!" Suddenly she thought things over and blurted: "No, I cannot castrate him because then he wouldn't be able to make me have kids in the future, but what if he decided to have kids with Cho?" Christina screamed and tore the plushy to pieces. "I'm going to ruin their date! Harry is mine! MINE! I will make Cho look ridiculous and then he'll choose brilliant and beautiful me!"

"Christina? Who are you talking to?" asked Cocco.

"Leave me alone!" Christina yelled at the other girl. "No, wait!" Cocco stared at her. "Bring me Ash!"

A while later Ash was in the 7th year Ravenclaw girls dormitory. "What's wrong, Chris?" he asked fearfully, knowing full well what was wrong.

"Cho Chang has betrayed us! How can she steal Harry from his fans! Who does she think she is! She thinks she is a goody goody just because she was able to get him his uniforms back?"

"Come on, Chris. Maybe their date won't go right. Everyone knows how their Valentine's day date last year ended... Maybe they will have a repeat of that!" Ash exclaimed nervously.

"Maybe... But I will make sure that their date is ruined!"

"And how will you do that, Chris?" Ash asked blinking.

"By using you, of course!"

"Me?" Ash pointed at himself.

"Yes! You!" Chris stated with a dangerous gleam in her eyes.

XxXxX

It was the last day of January and Neville was running around Gryffindor common room screaming with Hermione behind him wearing latex gloves like the ones used by Muggle doctors. "Stop, Neville! I will only submit you to slight stimulation to learn more about male behavior when stimulated even when they are against it!" Hermione shouted.

"That is precisely the problem, Hermione! That I'm against it!" Neville yelled back.

"Why don't you use Ron?" Harry asked Hermione from his spot in front of the fireplace.

She glared at him and replied: "For one very simple reason. Ron is too willing to be used as a subject and it doesn't work that way. I need a victim, I mean a subject that doesn't want to have sex with me. Ron doesn't make a good test subject because he wants me to touch him and to even get farther than just stimulation!"

Harry laughed and looked at his scarlet faced friend due to what Hermione had just said. "Is that true?"

"Well, I told her that I didn't mind and that it would be nice to have her hands in my trousers..." Ron said bitterly.

Harry had a good laugh about that and he saw Neville unable to run anymore and panting. "You're mine now!" Hermione exclaimed and Neville squealed almost like a girl before running to the boys' dormitory with Hermione after him.

XxXxX

St. Valentine's day arrived and it was nightmare day for Harry. Everywhere there were packs of girls wanting to give him gifts and chocolates. In the morning his room looked worse than how it had looked on Christmas because at least on Christmas most of his fans were with their families. The gifts filled all of the 6th year boys' dormitory, but it didn't end there. Harry hoped that everything in the room was what he was to receive and went aghast when he confirmed how wrong he had been. Girls, and even some boys kept following him everywhere offering Valentine gifts and treats. Some students even sung him love jingles. Even Malfoy came to him and asked with a smirk badly imitating a girl's voice: "Hey Potty! Want me to sing you a song?"

In Potions class Harry had a hard time explaining to Snape that it wasn't his fame craving sickness that made many balloons to keep popping in the dungeon and throwing glittering confetti everywhere or banners that read: WE LOVE HARRY!

During Transfigurations there had even been cupid illusions flying around and shooting illusory arrows that instead of sharp ends had hearts, but McGonagall sure acted as if they didn't exist and taught her class normally.

Harry was going mad with the many girls that kept begging with sentences like:

"Please accept my gift!"

"Please accept my chocolates! They are full of love!"

"I made these chocolates myself, the Muggle way!"

"I baked you a cake!"

"Can I sing a song for you, Harry? Everyone says I have a nice voice!"

"I want to do a strip tease for you tonight! What do you say?"

He had managed to hide in a classroom and Cho found him there. "There you are!"

"How did you find me?" he asked alarmed.

"With my Harry radar, of course!"

"Such a thing actually exists?" Harry asked looking perplexed.

Cho laughed out loud and shook her head. "I was joking, Harry. I only found you because I had seen you go through an aisle and I simply went through all the classrooms while the silly fangirls continued running in Gryffindor Tower's direction assuming that you were heading there!" She frowned all of a sudden. "I can see that you are not enjoying the attention..."

"Who would enjoy being the target of mad fans?" asked Harry.

"Famous people seem to like it, but I guess that in your case they seem more like stalkers rather than fans." Cho laughed a little.

"By the way, Cho, I'm glad you're not part of that herd of girls," Harry stated truthfully.

"Let's say that I don't agree much with their terms. I even had a disagreement with Marietta--"

"Please, don't mention that girl," Harry said non too harshly.

"I won't. She turned out to be quite a... bitch in the end, right? But she was my friend, you know?"

"I know," Harry replied considering that his best friends weren't exactly perfect either.

"You know--" Both spoke at the same time and blushed.

"You first," Harry said looking embarrassed.

"No, it's okay. You start!" Cho stated with a smile.

There was a very awkward silence in which both looked at each other and then to the floor. In the end Harry suddenly blurted: "Ah, what the hell!" Then he placed his lips on Cho's and she was responsive, something that made him further his advance and trap her in his arms. All of a sudden Harry broke the kiss and said nervously: "Well, better not to get carried away..."

Cho smiled and then a barrage of chalks fell on them. Peeves was floating above them and cackled after his deed, but both left the classroom running and laughing. Cho then stopped and searched for something in her pocket. "Here!" she offered.

"Not you too!" Harry exclaimed when he saw the small wrapped gift, but then he gave her a sly grin. "But I don't mind, at least not when it comes from you."

Cho laughed a little and said: "Well, I'm not exactly a rabid fangirl, alright?" She winked at him and then turned around. "See you on Saturday!"

Harry was smiling as he carried his small gift to Gryffindor Tower when a girl spotted him. "There he is! And he accepted a gift from someone!"

Many fangirls ran toward him with gifts in their hands.

"Accept mine too!"

"And mine!"

"You will like this one too!"

Harry started to run towards Gryffindor Tower as fast as he could.