Disclaimer: I don't own HP. Alright, so this is in Michael's Pov. And on another note, you should ALL check out the song Tonight, Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae. I listened to it like, half the time I was writing this. I always play music when I write. :)

"Michael!" He heard his name being called on the other side of the thin curtain. He hadn't run away-he just couldn't stand to see Cho staring at that guy constantly. He understood he had made her feel bad-so what? He felt horrible, all the time. He felt horrible for ditching Cho, he felt horrible for the way he treated her, he felt horrible when she cried, but most of all, the thing that bothered him the most, was the fact that as soon as he stopped dating Cho, she chased after that idiot. It was as if she had never dated him. She wasn't sad about their breakup, she just stared after him. She never asked why, not that he had wanted her too, but it hurt that she hadn't even attempted.

He heard his name being called again. That bloody idiot. Why didn't he just come after him? He was right behind the curtain. Despite what everyone seemed to think, Harry wasn't perfect. He really was an idiot.

Pushing his thoughts aside, Michael stepped through the curtain. He raised his head and stared straight into Harry's eyes. He seemed to falter a bit. Good. He wasn't expecting him to look him straight on. Michael smiled briefly.

"What?" He snapped. "You yelling my name over and over was giving me a headache." He crossed his arms. Harry looked furious.

"A headache? Look what you did! You made her cry! And did you even apologize! No!"

"You don't know if I said sorry or not. Besides, you're one to talk to me about making her cry. It's nothing you haven't done repeatedly!" Harry faltered again.

"But-but that's different…" His voice seemed to be getting quieter.

"Sure it is. It's because when she cries because of you, she doesn't just cry. She sobs!" Michael yelled. "Because you have the courage to beat the dark lord, but not enough to stay out of her life!" That time Harry looked genuinely hurt.

"I tried…"

"Oh sure you did! But you came back! You couldn't just do the good thing and let her have a normal life! She's chased after so many guys that have let her down, and you'll do the same!"

"I-I can speak for myself…" Michael and Harry both snapped their heads towards the girl speaking. Cho.

"Don't…talk for me, I can take care of myself I-" she looked up. She looked terrified.

"I think what she's trying to say is you should both shut it." Hermione came in and immediately came to Cho's side.

"How'd you know-" Harry started to ask but she interrupted him.

"Please! There's a crowd outside the house that's been listening to you two this entire time. Besides, Ron told me." Harry and Michael's faces turned bright red. They had been listening? That entire time? Hermione seemed to know what they were thinking.

"Yes, maybe you should think a little more before you start shooting your mouth of at people. C'mon, Cho." They started to leave.

"Wait!" Harry and Michael yelled at the same time. They both glared at each other. Michael walked away. He wasn't going to be a part of anything Harry was doing. But as he left he heard Harry saying sorry. He stopped in his tracks. He wished he could do that.

Before he went out the door, Michael looked back at Cho. She was looking at him. He quickly replaced the pain on his face with indifference, and she looked away. Did he regret it? Maybe. But it was to late now. Michael walked out into a crowd of very surprised looking people.