Harry Potter and the Order Of the Phoenix [51]
Cho and Harry just sat there, watching the movie for the next few minutes. Harry pretended to be enjoying it, though he couldn’t even pretend to like it as much as Cho. She was constantly weeping, and crying over the film. Harry looked forward to these crying moments, though. When they were both sitting there, silent, the tension was unbearable. Should he act on her, or should he wait for her? These thoughts raced through Harry’s mind during these periods of intense quietness.
Then, just when Cho stopped another one of her cryings, Harry couldn’t take it any longer. He put his hand on her cheek, and he pulled her face over to his. Amazed by his bravery, Harry smiled. Cho took this smiling as a sign, and the put her face out as well. They both leaned their heads closer together, and embraced in a kiss. This one, however, seemed to last forever. Harry’s head was spinning the entire time, he was in a state of bliss.
What seemed like an eternity later, Harry and Cho receded their heads, and sat back. When Harry looked up at the screen, he saw that the credits were rolling, and almost everyone else in the theater had left, except for a few others that were currently engaged in what he and Cho had just finished doing, and were oblivious to everything. Harry and Cho sat up, and walked out hand in hand.
When they stepped out of the theater, it was pitch black, except for the extremely bright lights all over. The same wizard was waiting outside for them, on the same broom.
“Aw, what a cute couple,” he said as Harry helped Cho onto the broom, though she needed none. Once Harry and Cho was secured, the broom took of again, soaring through the sky. “I hope you had a fun night.”
“You have no idea,” said Harry, feeling the breeze running through his hair, and Cho’s hands on his waist. He took in a deep breath, wishing this night would never end. That he and Cho could just ride the broom for the rest of their lives. Despite this wish, however, the broom arrived back at Hogwarts, quicker than the trip there.
Harry and Cho stepped off the broom, and Harry tipped the driving wizard a galleon. The wizard tipped his hat, and smiled to them,
“Good night kids!” he said as he flew away.
Harry and Cho walked up the stairs to the main entrance and then through the giant doors. Once they got to the main staircase that separated into many others, Harry and Cho stopped in their tracks. They turned around and faced each other, and Harry took Cho’s other hand, now holding onto both.
“Thanks Cho,” said Harry. “I had a great time.”
“No, thank you Harry,” said Cho. “You know, all summer, I was grieving over Cedric. But, finally, I told myself that he was gone, and crying and mourning over him would not bring him back. So, I decided it was time to move on.” She smiled at Harry as he stood there. “You know Harry, I’ve always liked you, and well, I guess… well… thanks for tonight Harry. I really needed to get out.” She bent over slightly, and gave Harry a kiss. She let go of his arms, and then ran off to the Ravenclaw common room.
“See you later Harry! Let’s do this again sometime!” she said as she ran. Harry just stood there for a few seconds, motionless. Then, he jumped up in the air.
“Yahoo!” he yelled as loud as he could, he didn’t care if anyone heard him. All he cared about was that he was with Cho, the girl he always wished he was with.
“There’s only one thing to do at a time like this,” said Harry, tipping an imaginary hat, and taking out an imaginary cane. “Strut!”
Harry strutted all the way up to the Gryffindor room. He stepped in the large crack in the staircase that he usually avoided, but he didn’t care. He kept going, pulling at his leg, bringing up a small piece of the stair with his leg, widening the hole slightly.
“Well, well, well!” said the Fat Lady as she saw Harry walk up to her, looking very happy. “Where have