"Jordan, where the hell are we going?" Angelina Johnson asked her fellow fifth year friend.
"The very top of the astronomy tower, of course." He laughed, pulling his companion up the stairs.
"Of course." She muttered sarcastically. The feisty Gryffindor had been reluctantly pulled away from the celebrations back in the common room. The quidditch commentator seemed unusually tense. Lee pulled Angelina over to the edge of the balcony so that they could both look out at the grounds.
"So, what did you need?" Angelina asked expectantly. The chaser was sure she didn't like where this conversation was going to go. She sort of saw it coming; she was smart like that. It wasn't as though his hints had been subtle, he had acclaimed her almost every match since he had been made commentator.
"Well, I figured, since you've just won the cup I should tell you properly." He said; the joking manner put to rest. "Johnson, I—" She had begun shaking her head now, trying to deny the inevitable. He cupped her face in his hands making her look at him. "I-I fancy you." They stood there in an uncomfortable silence.
"Why did you have to do that?" She asked, sounding almost irritated but at the same time there was an edge of pity for the bloke. She pulled her face out of his hands and backed away slightly.
"Well, you knew it was coming anyway. C'mon Johnson—Angelina—go out with me! It could be fun." He said trying to sound like his usual merry-making self.
"Yeah, it might be. If I fancied you, Lee, to which I'm sorry to say: I don't. You are…a great friend. But that's all. I thought you sort of got that, I thought we had it mutually figured out." She said, trying to make the poor chap seem reasonable.
"Yeah, yeah. Alright then…this has been a very productive chat." Said Lee.
"Yeah, we learned some knew stuff, some old stuff. Good." Angelina laughed once without humor. "Right, well I think I'll head back down to the party. Are you coming?" She asked awkwardly, guilt suddenly filling her usually saucy demeanor.
"Nah, I'll just hang out here for a bit. Fresh air…good for the soul." He said casually. Angelina displayed a worried face before turning and heading back towards the Gryffindor tower. She didn't hear Lee curse under his breath as he turned back to the grounds.
It wasn't as if he'd expected her to accept him. He was sure she fancied one of his best mates, the twins. He just wasn't sure which one at the moment. As he processed what would have been, he envisioned a stormy relationship between himself and his favorite player: stormy, but passionate nevertheless.
Lee was so entranced in his own thoughts that he didn't hear the light footsteps of someone coming up the stairs.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't realize someone was already up here." Said a light, feminine voice. Lee turned around, slightly surprised at being interrupted from his wallowing. He was even more surprised as he realized who it was that had joined him.
Lee took in the freckled, brown-eyed, young Asian girl looking at him in a slightly embarrassed way. He shrugged slightly and Cho took that as a gesture that it was okay if she stayed.
"So what brings the losing seeker up to the astronomy tower?" He asked. He wasn't trying to offend the girl; it was a defense mechanism after his most recent rejection. Cho rolled her eyes good-naturedly and stood beside him. The late night wind blew her hair out of her face slightly as she surveyed him.
"Common room got a bit too sulky for my taste. Thought I'd come up here to think or something like that." She explained honestly.
"Yeah, I get that. Bet Davies wasn't too keen on losing the match, was he?" Continued Lee, unsure why he had bothered to engage the young Ravenclaw in conversation.
"No, definitely not." Cho laughed slightly. "I swear he was about to drag the whole house into mourning. Not at all my preferred disposition."
"Makes sense. A pretty, young, chit like you probably wants to gossip and braid hair and giggle and whatever else girls like to do." Joked Lee crossing his arms and turning to face her. Cho chuckled slightly.
"I can name quite a few 'chits' who probably study the art of gossip." Confirmed the smirking Cho. They stood in a comfortable silence, not really caring much about whom the other was. "And what brings you up here, anyway? Shouldn't you be celebrating with butterbeer or firewhiskey or whatever those twins decided to bring?" Lee's stomach churned slightly but he laughed nonetheless.
"I, uh, decided to tell Angelina Johnson how I felt about her." He said awkwardly, waiting for the girl to squeal in excitement. She merely nodded in understanding.
"And how did that go?"
"Good, marvelous actually. Quite a constructive meeting." Responded Lee.
"Oh? So you're together, then?" Asked the surprised Cho. She had always figured Johnson wasn't particularly interested in Lee that way, but maybe she had miscalculated.
"Nope, she rejected me." Answered Lee. Cho nodded again, in disappointment for the boy and in the understanding that her previous assumption had been correct. "Doesn't matter though, do it? Lots of girls in the pond…I'll find one eventually." Sniffed Lee.
"Quite optimistic." Observed the girl.
"You can run along and tell all your pals now if you wish." Added Lee. Cho raised her eyebrows, she hadn't been insulted when he commented on her failure that morning but in this case he had just made her out to be like everyone else.
"You think I'd do that?" She asked not irritated but more surprised.
"Wouldn't you?" They eyed each other, a silent battle for dominance over the other. "I guess not then." Lee concluded.
"Nope." She agreed. "Oh and I have a question."
"Fire away, oh seeker of the Ravenclaws." She rolled her eyes again.
"Are you going to continue to commend Angelina on her, uh, physique in matches?" Cho asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"Hmm…excellent question. Possibly, just to irritate her a bit. I might instead comment on yours which I must admit is worth at least ten points to Ravenclaw." He said, looking her up and down in approval. Cho tried to suppress a smirk and made no other response until Lee turned back to the landscape. When this occurred, she smacked him upside the head. The two turned towards each other, Lee feigning hurt. He smacked her upside the head to even the score.
"I can't believe you just hit a girl." She said, thoroughly amused.
"Likewise." Cho burst out laughing, leaning in to him slightly and he joined her a bit. After they quieted down, Cho turned her head to the side and observed him. As if pulled by a two-way gravity, they move towards each other. It wasn't the passionate and fierce snog Lee had come up to the tower for. It was quick and rather…amiable? When they pulled apart, Cho backed away a bit. A blush crept up her pale skin as she avoided his eyes.
"Well, I think I should head back. Roger will probably want to give a speech or something." She muttered awkwardly. As she was leaving, she turned back to the boy with dread-locks who was leaning over the railing. She walked back over to him kissed him chastely on his cheek before turning to leave again. He grabbed her arm and kissed her again, much more greedily.
"Sorry, it was fun." He whispered as he drew back, both breathing heavily.
"Not a problem." She walked away from him again, a bit puzzled. "Oh, and Lee?" The boy turned to look at her expectantly. "If you ever comment on anything but my superb seeking skills when you're commentating, I will jinx you right then and there." He laughed and she continued on her way.
"Are your snogging skills fair game, then?" He called after her, hearing a distant chuckle many feet below.
Lee: I don't think you really did justice to my humor.
Me: I agree, but I'm not really a funny person so…..deal
Lee: Cho Chang…huh interesting
Me: What?
Lee: Nothing. Do you know if she's still single?
Me: My friend, Lexi, would cheerfully kill you if she heard you say that.
Lee: Why? Is she into me?
Me: NO! She just doesn't like Cho
Lee: Oh, well I do. I think I'll go find her.
Me: Could you send in #1 while you're at it?
Lee: oh, you mean…
Me: SHUT-IT LEE! I don't want them knowing just yet
Lee: Oh, okay. Well it's not a Weasley
Me: -_-
Lee: What?
Me: Face palm