Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I'm sorry, but do we honestly have to do the disclaimer? Or is it just courtesy. Because they obviously KNOW I don't own Harry potter, I mean, why would I be making fan fiction about my own story! It doesn't make any sense….anyway, review; Cho just went into a haunted house to hide from Harry and accidentally touched corner's face. He's irritated. Noooooow…..READ!

"REALLY!" Cho covered her mouth. "I mean…sorry. I didn't mean to…um…touch your face." With the day she was having already, she did not want to deal with this jerk. They used to date, till she stopped talking about Cedric. She honestly never thought she would get over him, but she decided sometime during their relationship that she didn't have time to mope around. It had been a long time since he died. So, she simply stopped. But turns out, that seemed to be the only thing they had in common. As soon as she started to talk about other things, he seemed to loose interest. They never became totally in love, but he had still been important. She worried every day he might get hurt. And that single day when he did…it was horrible. He came back with eyes wide open and she could barley get him to lie down. She cried over him. She was afraid he wouldn't get better, but someone came to her with a bottle in hand. The girl told her to give him a drop every morning and he might get better. Might. She did exactly that, every morning. She stood by him, and after only two weeks, he started to act himself again. She was so relieved. But one day after that, he just came up to her and said, "We're over" then walked away. He never explained, but every time they met he acted as if she had done something horrible. She looked at him and saw him looking at her hatefully.

"Sure you didn't mean to jam your fingers into my face. Because you're so perfect. Everything in your life is just perfect!" He yelled. He crossed his arms and started to walk away. For the first time in a while, her face turned red in anger.

"Perfect! You think my life is perfect! My life is horrible! I'd like to see you try to be me for just one day, you'd crumble!" she yelled. Michael whipped around. For once there seemed to be strong emotion on his face. His face was redder than hers.

"Oh? And what's so horrible about your life!"

"My first boyfriend died! My second boyfriend won't talk to me! And you! Don't even get me started on you! You're irresponsible, cruel and….and…" Cho wondered why she was having trouble coming up with more reasons. "Um….well, your hair is too long!" Michael seemed as if he was about to laugh, but recovered.

"My…hair? It's too….long." His face turned back to its normal shade and he went back to his blank expression. No emotion. She hated that face. They stood there for a minute, doing nothing, but then Michael looked as if he were trying hard not too, but he started to laugh.

"NO! No, you're angry! Stop…stop laughing!" She was having trouble being angry at him when he was smiling. It wasn't fair. Nothing was fair lately. Besides, how come when they were dating he didn't laugh? He always had that dumb blank look. As if he couldn't care less what she was doing. "Please…stop!" She fell down and started to cry. She closed her eyes and bent her head down. Heavy, slow footsteps came her way, and she heard him plop down next to her. She looked at him as he put his arm around her. She fought the urge to punch him. He couldn't just yell and then hug her! It… it didn't make any sense. She stood up abruptly and looked down at him.

"Don't…touch me…" she managed between tears. Michael looked down. He seemed to slouch just a bit more.

"I don't mean to be mad…it's just…you're always looking at that…guy." Cho half knew what he meant but she had to ask.

"What…guy?" As soon as she said that someone jumped out from inside a box. She jumped as a scream emitted from it. It wasn't a person. It was a giant Jack-in-the-Box. She had almost forgotten she was in a haunted house. Michael stood up and his hands started to shake. His head was still bent towards the ground.

"You…know…what…guy." His voice shook with anger. When she didn't say anything, he looked up at her. "That hero! The chosen one! That bloody Po-"He didn't finish his sentence because Harry came crashing through the curtain straight into Cho and Michael, sending them all tumbling.