HP Magic Biography

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See you at dinner time. He said to Ron and Fan Lin, and Harry rushed up the stairs.

He just needs to talk to Cho alone, that's all...

Harry looked for her through the crowds in the hallway, and (unexpectedly) he found her soon after, she was taking Anti-Dark Witchcraft classes.

Uh—Cho? Can I have a word with you?

Giggling should be made illegal, Harry thought angrily, because all the girls next to Cho laughed.

But, she didn't laugh she said, Okay, and followed him out.

Harry turned to look at her, his stomach turning up and down as if he had just stepped on an empty flight of stairs.

Er, he said.

He couldn't just ask her like that, he couldn't. But he had to do it, Cho stood there, looking at him in bewilderment.

Somehow, Harry sent out a sentence, fast and indistinct.

Want to go to the dance with me?

What? Cho said.

Do you want—do you want to go to the dance with me? Harry repeated quickly.

Why is his face turning red? Why?

Oh! said Cho, blushing too. Oh, Harry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, she knew, too. I've already promised someone else.

Oh. Harry nodded.

It was strange how, a minute ago, Harry's internal organs had been writhing like snakes, and now it suddenly felt as if they had no internal organs.

Oh, fine, he said, no problem, nothing.

I'm really sorry, she said again.

It's all right, Harry said.

They stood there looking at each other, and Cho said, Okay—

Yeah, said Harry.

Then, goodbye. Qiu said, her face was still very red. Then walk away.

Harry yelled at her from behind because he couldn't help himself.

Who are you going with?

Oh—Cedric, she said, Cedric Diggory.

Oh, fine, said Harry.

His insides were back again, as if this time filled with lead.

He completely forgot to eat, and walked slowly back to Gryffindor Tower, with Cho's voice echoing in his ears every step he took.

Cedric—Cedric Diggory.

Now it dawned on him that Cedric was really just a useless little boy who, in every sense of the word, had no brains at all.

Fairy lamp. He said to the fat lady sadly - the code word had been changed a few days ago.

Oh, here it comes, dear! trembled the Fat Lady, twiddling her new shiny bun and swinging it out to meet him.

Entering the common room, Harry looked around, and to his surprise, Ron sat sullenly in a far corner, with Ginny sitting next to him, talking to him in a small, reassuring voice .

What's going on, Ron? said Harry, who joined him.

Ron looked up at Harry, a look of blind terror on his face.

Why would I do that? he demanded desperately. I don't know what happened to me to do that!

What? Harry asked.

He - er, just invited Fleur Delacour to a ball, said Ginny.

She seemed to be trying to force a smile, but she patted Ron's arm sympathetically.

You what? Harry said.

I don't know why I did that! gasped Ron. What the hell am I doing? There were so many people around there - I was going crazy - everyone was looking at me! I walked past her in the Great Hall - she was there with Digory Talk—it occurred to me—and go over and invite her!”

Ron grunted, covering his face with his hands. He kept on talking there, though sometimes indistinctly. She looked at me like I was looking at a sea slug or something and didn't even answer me.

Then - I don't know - it just occurred to me,

Just ask.

She's the complete slug, said Harry, remembering what Van Lin had told him, You're right—her grandma is a Veela. It's not your fault, you just Charming Digory, passing her, and being influenced—but she was wasting her time, he's already looking for Cho.

Ron raised his head suddenly, as if he wanted to ask for clarification.

I invited her to come with me just now, said Harry despondently. She told me.

That's absurd, said Ron. We're the only ones left without a partner - well, except who. Hey - guess who he invited? Harry!

Invite who? Harry asked uncertainly, Alfoid?

Yes... Ron changed his mouth, but Harry recognized the familiar name immediately.

But Harry still couldn't believe it, because it was Hermione who Ron told him...

What? said Harry, totally absorbed by the breaking news.

Oh, I know! said Ron, and he began to laugh, and the light came back to his face. He told me after pharmacy class! He said she was really sweet and had been there to help him when he needed it - but she told him she had promised someone else. Ha! No wonder! She just Don't want to go with Neville... I said, who would want to? Even Fan Lin didn't agree...

No, wait a minute, you mean that the person Hermione agreed to is not Van Lin? Harry exclaimed, although he was surprised that Neville invited Hermione, but he was even more surprised that Hermione's partner was not his best friend?

Uh... Ron paused slightly, Forget it, maybe Hermione really doesn't want to go with Neville, who else would invite her besides Fan Lin...

Ron laughed dryly twice, as if he wanted to dilute the questions he had brought.

Hush! said Ginny angrily, Don't laugh—

Just then, Hermione crawled in through the hole in the mural.

Why don't you two eat? she said, coming over.

Because—oh, come on, the two of them—because they invited girls and they were turned down! said Ginny mercilessly.

That really shut up Harry and Ron.

Thank you so much, Ginny, said Ron angrily. Have all the pretty girls been invited, Ron?

said Hermione proudly. Eros Mi seems to be getting better and better, don't you think? Well, I believe you will find a dance partner in the end.

Harry looked at Hermione with some embarrassment. He wanted to ask what happened to Hermione's partner, but it was too embarrassing.

He is not Fan Lin, and...

Harry thought it shouldn't be like this, what are you kidding? .

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