To Love You More Chapter 9: Cho: If We Fall in Love, a harry potter fanfic

[New] A/N: This is an old story from an older account that I'm just trying to review and revive. I don't plan on changing the plot -just some grammar issues. It was one of my first fanfics. Btw, I plan on shipping the same couple in my next story as in this one. ;D

[Old] A/N: Well here goes the date! I hope you like it. It's not that long, but not that short either. I personally think it's worth it. Especially what Draco does? No! I'm not telling you, you have to read! Please Read And Review!

Disclaimer: All credit, but my Zanjoe character and this silly plot, goes to J.K. Rowling.

Cutechic767- I'm using this other song. Sorry, but if just fit the moment. Read it to find out! Yuppers. I'm also glad you like it! I'll post a little slower now, since I have a job so yeah…. But thanks for reading! If you get friends in NC that like romance and Harry Potter, can you introduce this story to them? And me too?

The Real Cho- I do, too. So far a lot of peoples like the Cho/Draco fiction. Thanks for R&R-ing. Hope you continue to read!

If We Fall In Love

Cho's P.O.V.

I heard knocking on glass. I searched the dark room and remembered the window. I went to it, and then hesitated. I read the note once more:

'Remember my 'You're Welcome' gift. Wait in your dormitory until after eleven. The boys in my dormitory sleep late, sorry about that. I'll pick you up by your bedside.

Yours Truly

Your Savior

P.S. Wear Casual clothes. Warm ones, it might be chilly. I hope you enjoy.'

I wore a light blue dress with a cute flower in the bottom right-hand corner. It dropped slightly above my knees. Over it, I had a thin white open sweater. He did say casual, but all my other clothes are being washed, except for my robes. He knocked on my window again. Without hesitation, I opened it. It was Draco. His hair was up in spikes. That indicated he remembered what I told him earlier. He was on his broom. Nimbus 2001.

"Flashy," I said.

"Want to go for a ride?" he held his hand out.

I looked at his hand. Then at this face. It was gentle and pleasant. His normal cold, hard face was nowhere in sight. He had a smile where a smirk is normally found. It was unusual, but I liked it. I was a wonderful change.

"Take it. It won't bite." He extended his arm.

I put my hand in his. His gorgeous smile grew.

"How do I get on?" I asked as I stepped on the windowsill.

"Just jump out. I'll catch you; well… do you trust me?" He let go of my hand and mounted his broom. His smile was too beautiful to resist. I jumped out of the window, and he flew away without me. I'm falling from the sixth floor of Hogwarts. My heart pounded and I lost my breath. Out of nowhere, Draco swooped by and I was sitting behind him on his Nimbus. Although, I wanted to strangle him for the fright he gave me, my arms wrapped themselves around his torso. We flew away. I'm not sure to where, but I don't care. I'm with the guy I trusted and really like. Maybe even love.

The view from the air was incredible. The lake was enormous. The lake had a captivating reflection of the night sky. Black with no light except for the moon. The site of the castle was nice. Nice to see it from a distance. Nice to spend some time away from it. Away from the troubles of life.

We approached a gazebo hidden in the midst of the forest. I was white, with vines wrapped around every post. Candles of all shapes and sizes created a romantic ambience. They floated in midair, sat on the ground or on the gazebo itself. There were roses blooming on the vines. They were blue with a tint of indigo. My favorites. In the gazebo hung a swing enough for two. I looked at Draco. His smirk returned, but his eyes and his face was still gentle and reassuring. He held his arms out, beckoning me to enter the gazebo. I smiled at him and entered the gazebo. He followed me and we both sat on the swing. I thought the silence would last forever, but it didn't,

"So…" Draco sighed, slightly pushing against the floor to swing the swing.

"So…" I echoed.

"Do you like it?" he asked quickly.

I looked at him in the eyes. Butterflies flew in my stomach; as if they had nothing better to do than pester me. His warm, welcoming smile became present. I felt my cheeks turn red. I had to reply.

"It's not exactly what I had in mind…"

His smile faded, "Oh…"

I smiled, "Because it's much better."

Quickly, his smile returned. This time it was from ear to ear. He was much more handsome than I had noticed. His eyes were actually a mesmerizing gray and not ice blue. In fact, there weren't blue at all. His hair: spiked up. Just like Porcupine's. We looked into each other's eyes, and time stood still. Slowly we came closer. Slowly, we came closer without knowing it. Just as we were about to touch, an owl swoops just above our heads. We jumped back to opposite sides of the swing.

"Hey, look the first star!" I cried pointing to a bright dot.

He chuckled. "That's not the first star."

"No? Then what is?"

"Not what, who…"

"What?"

"You. You're the brightest star of all of the stars to come."

I blushed. He smiled.

"So –uh," Draco muttered. "Do you like to sing?"

I grinned, "What?"

"Do you like to sing?" he repeated.

"Yeah, why?" I replied.

"How about I sing you something?" he stood up and walked to the edge of the gazebo. "Will that be alright with you?"

"You can sing?" I exclaimed.

He laughed, "Yeah, I can sing best behind my shower curtain."

We laughed together.

"So, is it okay with you?" he turned towards the lake, "If I sing?""

"Yeah," I put my feet on the swing, "I want to see what you've got."

"There will be no ordinary days for you, if there is someone who cares like I do." He sang, "You have no reason to be sad anymore. I'm already ready with a smile, with just a glimpse of you…"

I gasped. This was my favorite song, "Draco. I –I love this song!"

"I know," he replied, "Want to sing it with me?"

He walked towards me and continued to sing, "You don't have to search no more, 'cause I am someone who'll love you for sure."

He took my hand as I stood up. "Your turn."

I smiled as he placed my arms around his neck and his around my waist. I sang "If we fall in love, maybe we'll sing this song as one…"

"If we fall in love," he continued. "We can write a better song than this…"

"If we fall in love," I hugged him closer, "We will have this melody in our heads…"

We began to sway to our voices. He kept on singing, "If we fall in love, anywhere with you would be a better place…"

His voice trailed, and he stood still. I forgot everything, everybody, except for the one whose arms I'm in. I was lost in his beautiful eyes. Once again, our faces came closer. Our lips came closer. They soon came together, sweetly and gently. It was slow, as if he were afraid of frightening me. My feet felt like they were melting, and my head was spinning. I sighed deeply and leaned into his strength. Slowly, he eased his mouth from mine. My eyes remained closed until I snapped back to reality. His arms were still around my waist, and mine around his neck. We looked at each other. I took my arms off him. He did, too. I've never felt so uncomfortable in my life.

"I –uh," he began to stutter, "I'm –uh…"

"It's okay," I inhaled.

"I think –I –uh…" he walked to his broom, "Do you want to go back now?"

I nodded, biting my lower lip.

He let me get settled on his broom before he mounted it. The ride was quiet. I waited for him to say something, but he didn't. We were soon approaching the castle. I had to break the silence.

"Your voice was marvelous." I felt stupid.

He laughed, "Really?"

"Yeah, plus that was my favorite song."

"I know." He said as we reached my dormitory. When I stepped onto the windowsill, I turned to him.

"How do you know?"

"A wise bird told me." He nearly left, but I grabbed hold of his arm, nearly falling out of the window.

"Draco," he turned, "Thanks, again…"

He shook his head, "No, thank you."

"You'll still hang with me, right? Even after tonight?" I asked.

"I should be the one asking that," he smiled. "I mean; after what happened."

"Yeah, we'll hang." I smiled back, "As long as it's okay with you."

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow for Herbology then?"

"Sure," I giggled.

"Good night, then." He leaned from his broom and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Then he was gone. He flew away, back to his dormitory, I guess. My hand was on the spot where he had kissed me. I was frozen on the windowsill, asking myself if I had fallen for the Prince of Slytheryn.

[Old] A/N: Holy Crap! That was a long chapter! So…has Cho really fallen for Draco? Confusing, I know. I'm not so sure myself, but lots of people think it should be so. BUT WHAT ABOUT ZANJOE? Oh well. It does get better. The angry fire starts between Draco and Zanjoe. They throw names and spells at each other. Oh this'll be good! Please review. Thanks for reading.

BTW: If you like romances, please read 'Jack Jr.' it's an adventure/romance. Its new, so please give you opinions!

[New] A/N: Wow, I didn't know I wrote that corny. Haha….