Disclaimer: I don't own "Harry Potter", it is hereby © to J.K. Rowling. I wrote this story when I was 11-12 years old and between the years 2001-2003, so the actual "Order of the Phoenix" had not been released yet. Errors in spelling and grammar have been purposely left in to preserve originality and my skill as a young writer. This story is complete. This is a repost.

Chapter Two: The Magic Journal

After Harry finished setting the table he went upstairs to his room and saw on his bed; a small parcel, three letters, and three owls, two in which he recognized. Harry opened the parcel. A small note in silver ink was laid out neatly on top of the mysterious contents of the parcel. He read the note and he set it down on his desk. He looked inside the box. Inside it was a maroon-leather bound book. It was a journal. Harry opened it and it surprised him very much to find words appear instantly on the first page. It reminded him of Tom Riddle's diary.

"Hi Harry. I see you've received my gift." It wrote.

"Who are you?" Harry wrote back.

"It's me, Cho." It wrote.

"What is this thing?" Harry asked.

"It's a magic journal. It's a way we can communicate with each other without having to send owls. The letter that you have there from me, it just says stuff about how we're going to pick you up and when…that kind of stuff…" Cho told him.

"Thanks Cho!" Harry wrote.

"You're welcome. Hey Harry, I've got to go soon…I'm coming to pick you up. We should be there in about ten minutes. My Dad has the Bluebottle family broomstick…It can carry your school trunk, you know?" Cho wrote back.

"It can? That's really cool. But how am I going to pack everything in ten minutes?" Harry wrote, slightly frowning.

"We'll pack it together. My Dad, You, and I. We'll pitch in and pack everything so you can be out of here in less than an hour." Cho scribbled in hurriedly.

"But, Cho, I haven't even told the Dursleys yet!" Harry wrote as quickly as he could.

"You haven't?" The journal said.

"We can talk to each other through this thing?" Harry wrote in amazement.

"Yeah…I kind of forgot to tell you that…But we'll just pick you up anyway…Ron sent me an owl and he told me a story that happened last year when you were going to the Quidditch Cup and it had to do with a Ton Tongue Toffee that was invented by Ron's older brothers Fred and George…Did that really happen?" Cho said.

"Oh that…Yeah, it happened. It was really funny too…I'll tell you about it later. I'm sure you have to leave now…" Harry said.

"Yeah I do need to get going…so I'll see you in a few minutes." Cho said back.

Then the journal closed itself. Harry could understand that it meant that the conversation was over. Harry decided that he should open the rest of the letters on his bed. He noticed that Cho's owl had left its perch on his bed, and it now sat on the windowsill. Harry opened Cho's letter even though she had already told him what she wrote. Harry read it and discovered that the journal was a belated birthday gift. He put the letter in his desk drawer and he opened the two other letters. One from Ron, and the other from Hermione. Both said that they were going to stay with Cho and her family also. Ron also said that Ginny would be going with them too. Harry put Ron and Hermione's letters away with Cho's letter and Harry sat on his bed and saw that all three of the owls had left his room. Harry opened the window and saw a small blur passing by.

"Cho." Harry muttered.

As the blur went past his window, it said, "Hi Harry!" before it disappeared from sight. Then just as Harry was about to run downstairs, the doorbell rang. Harry ran out of his room and to the top of the stairs so he could see the front door in plain sight. Uncle Vernon came into view and he opened the door and yelped. Harry saw that Cho and her Dad hadn't gotten off their broom yet and they were levitating in mid-air in the doorway. They flew into the living room closing the front door as they passed and they passed by Aunt Petunia who shrieked and Dudley who leapt straight into Aunt Petunia's arms and his face was milk white. Then Cho and her Dad had stopped flying when they passed by the foot of the stairs. They turned around and saw Harry standing at the top of the stairs and Cho got off the broom and then her Dad. Uncle Vernon saw Harry and his face turned purple and he was very mad. He was so mad that you could've seen fire in his eyes.

"YOU! YOU! WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?" Uncle Vernon yelled at Harry.

"Please, Sir, calm down!" Cho's father said rather suddenly.

"C'mon Harry, let's start packing up your Hogwarts stuff." Cho whispered.

"OK." Harry whispered back.

Then Harry went back into his room and Cho followed him. Cho saw the journal she had sent Harry on his bed and smiled when she saw it. Harry got his school trunk and opened it so it'd be easier for them to pack his things. Harry and Cho could hear the dilemma going on outside the bedroom. Harry was reminded of the incident last year, only this one wasn't as bad. Harry had just now looked at Cho and he realized how beautiful she was for the first time. She was different from the last time he saw her. Her hair was short when he saw her in his fourth year. But now her black hair was beautifully shiny and it fell straight down to her elbows, and her eyes, a very deep brown. Whenever she looked at something, her eyes sparkled.

"So Harry, where are all of your Hogwarts things?" Cho asked him.

"Oh, around…" Harry answered.

"I see." Cho said.

She took out her wand and tossed her long hair and made a sort of magic bubble.

"Accio!" she cried.

"Cho! We're not allowed to use magic outside of Hogwarts, you know that!" Harry said in surprise.

"My Dad got me a permit. So I can use magic, but only for doing this." Cho told him.

Then all of Harry's school things started coming toward Cho and she pointed her wand at Harry's trunk and they all began to place themselves neatly into the trunk. Harry watched in amazement.

"That's everything, Cho. Oh wait! My Firebolt! It's in the cupboard under the stairs. And Hedwig's cage is in there too." Harry said.

"Ok. Then let's go downstairs shall we?" Cho asked suggestively.

"Alright then, let's go." Harry replied.

Cho walked out of the room and looked at her Dad then to Harry's Uncle Vernon and laughed. Harry looked too and he laughed as well. Uncle Vernon was officially under control now. Cho's Dad was levitating a few things around the room. Uncle Vernon was scared out of his wits. Aunt Petunia and Dudley shared his fear.

"I guess a little magic goes a long way…" Harry said while laughing.

"I suppose it does." Cho replied giggling.

They made their way downstairs, around Cho's Dad and towards the cupboard. Harry glanced at Uncle Vernon who was too busy to notice them.

"Alohomora!" Cho whispered when she got to the cupboard.

The cupboard door opened and Harry shouldered his Firebolt. Cho saw that Hedwig's cage wasn't there.

"Where's Hedwig's cage?" Cho asked.

"It must be in my room. I must've forgotten that I left it upstairs. My mind was probably wandering. Sorry." Harry said embarrassed.

"It's ok, I don't mind. We've got a lot of time to spare." Cho said.

"So when do we leave?" Harry asked.

"Soon." Cho replied.

They walked back up the stairs and Cho tapped her Dad on the shoulder.

"Dad?" she said.

Cho's Dad set the levitating items back down on their regular places. Then he turned to Cho with a happy look on his face.

"Yes?" he asked.

"We're ready to go." Cho told him.

"Great! Hello there, Harry!" Cho's Dad said happily.

"It's nice to meet you too, Sir." Harry said.

"Oh please call me Mr. Chang, it's an honor to meet you Mr. Potter!" Mr. Chang said.

Then Mr. Chang levitated Harry's trunk onto the broom in which they arrived and secured it with ropes. They put Hedwig's on top of the trunk and secured that with ropes as well. Harry mounted the Bluebottle broom as he shouldered his Firebolt. Cho mounted and then Mr. Chang. Then they all kicked off hard and they left number 4 Privet Drive long behind.