Hey, it's me again! What's up? I just have to tell you, I LOVE cho in this little story of mine. I love her I love her! Um, but normally, I would want to kill her little butt off right away, cause I hate the crap out of her in Jkr's beautiful series (which I do not own) because she stands in Ginny's way.

Rita was sitting next to Harry in a waiting chair. Next to her was a strange wizard with burgundy robes, picking his nose and talking to it. Harry shuddered, what if the man had been sitting in his chair before.

"Harry Potter, please come into the room on your left and wait for your Healer, Mr. Sinistra." A loud voice came out of nowhere. Harry could've sworn it was inside his own head, before he roughly shook his head, thinking he really was crazy.

Nonetheless, he went into the room, and sat down in what looked like the chair for a patient to sit in. A Healer walked into the room, looking happy and cheerful.

"Hello, Potter, nice to see you again!" The man said joyfully, sitting down in his large, poofy chair. Harry was slightly startled to see his Hogwarts professor here, but his head was already spinning, so he kept his mouth shut and nodded.

"Ok, lets begin." The Healer grabbed a quill and paper and cast it to write their words. Harry looked at it, amused, remembering Rita's quill.

"What is your middle name?" Professor Sinistra had his hands folded on his knee.

"James." Harry said, bluntly. He wanted this over with.

"I will presume that name roots from your father?"

"Yes."

"Do you miss your father?"

"No." Harry surprised himself by saying this. What the-?

"Really?" Mr. Sinistra raised his eyebrows.

Harry looked at the quill that had stopped moving from the silence and started taking notes again. Harry wondered what it was writing.

"I didn't mean that-er…" Harry was uncomfortable, suddenly remembering why he was so appalled with his father.

"Ok, I understand. Are you saying there are some things your father did that you are not so proud of?"

Harry sighed. Another one who uses legilimens.

"Yes, I am."

After hours of the conversation going nowhere, Sinistra pronounced Harry sane. When Harry walked out of the room, he saw a screaming Rita being carried out of the room.

"You fools! HE is Here!!!! HE is HEEEERRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed, fighting against the Healer, but it didn't work. The Healer had a good grip on her.

Harry grabbed his clothes, and looking back, grabbed the notebook. He shrunk it with his wand, and stuck it in his pants pocket.

The Healer he had been talking to before walked into the room with Cho. She was just as breathtaking as before, and her posture was straight and tall, making her look a foot taller. She seductively grinned at him when the Healer addressed Harry.

"Mr. Potter? Do you know this woman?" She asked, pointing her finger at Cho.

"Yes, I do. We went to Hogwarts together."

Cho looked him in the eyes, directly hitting him in the heart, though she was five yards away. 'Please tell her I am your wife.' Harry's mind raced. Had Cho just sent him a message? How could she do that? Should he do what she said? It could get him in trouble-with Ginny.

"This woman is saying she is your wife. Is this true?"

"Yes. Yes, it is." Harry answered quickly. Cho smiled at him again, giving him a burning sensation in his heart.

The Healer raised one eyebrow. "Oh, Mr. Potter, I didn't know you were taken-I guess that means I must stop flirting with you." She smiled, wickedly. Harry frowned.

"Well, in this case… Hmm, I am in a precarious situation, aren't I? I can't just let Ms. Chang's lover go without doing the same for her…"

"I suppose I will release her, sane. But Ms. Chang!"

Cho jerked her head from Harry to the Healer. "Yes?" She asked, sweetly.

"If you are sent here again, I will have to give you a permanent bed."

"Thank-you madam."

No, it's my pleasure, thought Pansy.

When the Healer left the room, Cho walked over to Harry's bed and sat down.

"Thank-you. This is what I need you for."

Harry looked at her. "What exactly is this?"

She got up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I need you to be my husband."

Until next time… Which is right now! Yay for you! Two chapters in one day! The cliffie is made up for!!!