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�So, how was Divination?� asked Hermione when they met up with her.
�Bogus, as usual,� Ron said. �She told me that a friend of mine is going to take something from me while I�m away, but they wont know that they�ve taken it. How�s that supposed to work?� he rolled his eyes again. �That teacher�� he muttered.
�What about you, Harry?� Hermione questioned. �I�m really interested in how you�re going to die this week!� His friends laughed at this. They knew that what Professor Trewlaney said was usually way off base. But Harry couldn�t help wondering if what she had said was really true.
�Actually,� he started, �She said that I shouldn�t go with an obvious answer to a questionable matter in my life right now.� His two friends began to laugh.
�What�s that supposed to mean?� sputtered Ron, giggling uncontrollably.
�I don�t know,� Harry said thoughtfully.
�Either way, Divination is highly inaccurate,� Hermione said. �I really can�t see why you two take it in the first place.�
�Me neither,� Ron agreed. Harry worried to himself silently. What if she�s right, he thought. Maybe I should keep that in mind when deciding on an important issue. He walked along the corridors with Hermione and Ron.
�So,� Ron asked, �Do you think you�ll do any spying on Professor Figg?�
�I think I have to,� Harry said. �I can�t take any chances.�
�Harry!� came a voice from behind him. Harry turned around. He saw the Weasley twins running towards him through the hallway. They reached him, panting.
�Just found out that our Quidditch match against Ravenclaw�s been rescheduled,� George puffed.
�For when?� Harry asked.
�Tomorrow,� Fred wheezed.
�Tomorrow?� Harry gasped. �Damn!� he cursed. Harry racked his brain for an idea. Suddenly he thought of something. �Do me a favor?�
�Sure,� George said.
�What do you need?� Fred asked.
�Go find the entire team and tell them we have an unscheduled practice this afternoon.� Harry told them.
�Sure thing!� exclaimed Fred as they began to leave. Suddenly, George stopped, and turned around quickly.
�Ron!� he said.
�Yeah?� Ron asked.
�Just wanted to tell you that we have an unscheduled Quidditch practice this afternoon,� he said, grinning madly. As Fred cracked up, they ran off.
�Stupid git,� mumbled Ron.
�Are you coming to the practice?� Harry asked hopefully.
�Yeah, whatever. As long as I�m not playing against Malfoy I don�t think I really have to worry about anything.� Ron said nonchalantly.
�Good!� Harry exclaimed. He was glad that Ron had decided to stay in the keeper position. Not only was Ron a superb keeper, but Harry also knew that he needed some sort of recognition for his abilities. Surrounded by a huge family and five older brothers, Harry thought it must be hard for Ron to feel unique. But then again, at least he�s got a family, Harry thought bitterly.
�Something wrong?� Ron asked edgily.
�No, nothing�s wrong!� Harry said optimistically. Ron must have noticed that my facial expression changed, Harry thought. �I�m just wondering what it�ll be like playing Ravenclaw again.�
�Why?� Ron asked. �Afraid Cho will beat you?� Hermione made a sour face when Cho�s name was mentioned.
�Not while he�s on a Firebolt,� Hermione said crossly.
�No need to be jealous, Hermione,� Ron chuckled. �Cho isn�t even half as good of a seeker as Harry is! Is she, Harry?�
Harry seriously doubted this, but he didn�t want to discourage Ron. �Nope,� he lied. However, Harry hadn�t played Cho in Quidditch since his third year. He couldn�t help but wonder if Cho had gotten much better since then.
�Don�t get too cocky now,� came a soft voice. Harry, quite startled, spun around to see who had said it. He stared Cho Chang right in the face. Feeling himself blush furiously, he tried to say something.
�I�I�I didn�t know you were there, Cho,� he stuttered. Cho giggled.
�I can�t wait to see how you�ve improved as seeker,� she said, smiling. Harry was at a loss for words. Cho had never approached him before.
�Uh� I�. I�� he stammered. She smiled pleasantly, and flipped her hair to the side.
�Well, I�ve got to be going now, see you at the match!� she exclaimed.
�Uh� yeah� see you there!� he forced himself to say. As she walked off, Ron began to snort with laughter.
�Smooth one, Harry!� he chortled. Harry glared at him.
�Oh come off it!� he said. �I seem to remember a certain Miss Delacour that you��
�Well, Harry,� Ron interrupted loudly, �I think we�d better be off to get ready for Quidditch practice!� He grabbed Harry�s arm and began to drag him off to the Gryffindor commons room. �See you later, Hermione!� Hermione stood in the middle of the hallway, looking very confused.
��Bye!� she yelled, as Harry was forcefully lead down the corridor.