For the May Event at Hogwarts.
He felt like he was floating. Harry grinned to himself, unable to stop smiling and kept up his almost frantic pace around the room. Ron eyed him from the other side, thankful that Seamus and Dean were off doing their own thing today.
"It's Cho, isn't it?" he asked noncommittally.
"We're going to Madame Puddifoots," Harry said back, ignoring the face that Ron made at the name.
"Why there, of a places? Couldn't you go somewhere nicer for a first date?"
"It's a perfectly fine place," Harry defended half heartedly. "I'm sure it'll be fine."
(It wasn't fine. At all.)