Harry Potter 5

"Hey Harry," she replied.
"What is it?"
"We have to go to Hogsmeade," she said, smiling.
"Um… why?" asked Harry.
"Because we have to…" she looked like she was about to explode, "buy dance clothes!"
"But, Cho," said Harry. "I already have some… and I'm sure you have some…"
"Oh, yes… but they don't match… do they?" she said. "Anyway, we have to go now, before there is a big rush!" Shegrabbed Harry by the hand, and ran with him down to the Quidditch field. There, they picked up their brooms, and flew to Hogsmeade.
"Well, it's not as bad as it could be," thought Harry to himself. However, when they arrived at the store that sold high quality dress robes, Harry realized that what he had thought earlier was totally wrong. He would have preferred to be fighting Wormtail, while playinga Quidditch match, and learning to transform, all at the same time, inside Azkaban, than be doing what he was now.
"This is torture," thought Harry as Cho tried on another dress. It was her twenty-fifth one that she had tried on in the past two hours. Even though she didn't care for most of them, she still had Harry carry them all over the store, slowly weighing him down, more and more.
Andthat wasn't even the worst part. Cho was very wrong about beating the dance rush, because the entire store was packed with Hogwarts students, all eager to find the best clothes for the dance. Harry's small bit of salvation arrived when he saw Seamus Finnigan, a fellow Gryffindor fifth-year there, also holding piles of dresses. They talked for what felt like three seconds, when Parvati Patil cameover, and dragged Seamus over to try on some more dresses.
After what felt like an eternity, Cho finally found a dress she was happy with. It looked almost exactly like her Hogwarts robe, only it wasn't as long, and, "It's emerald green," said Harry.
"Is that a problem?" asked Cho.
"Oh, no!" said Harry. "Not at all! That's the color of my dress robes."
"Oh, too bad. That means we don't have tobuy you some new ones," said Cho, actually sounding sad.
"Yeah, too bad," said Harry, trying not to sound ecstatic. They left the shop, and the hundreds of people inside it, with Harry only carrying one dress now, and they went back to Hogwarts.
When they arrived back, it was extremely late. Harry didn't realize how long they had spent shopping at the dress store. He said good bye to Cho, andgave her a kiss, then ran back to the common room, where everyone was leaving for dinner. Harry found Ron and Hermione, and went downstairs with them.
When they arrived in the Great Hall, Harry wasn't too surprised to see that there were not many people there. He was surprised, however, that Hermione was the only girl in the entire room.
"I guess you're the only girl who doesn't care what she'swearing," said Ron. Hermione glared at him.
"I do to care," she said. "Don't you remember what I did last year? Just because I don't obsess over it doesn't mean I don't care."
"Don't worry Hermione," said Ron. "I meant that as a good thing. Now we don't have to waste our time going out and buying stuff like Harry did. That wasn't too much fun for you, was it Harry?"
"Don't remind me about it,"said Harry, as he sat down and started eating.
The next few days were very uneventful for Harry, compared with his normal life.
Sleeping in until almost noon, coming down for lunch, playing exploding snap or chess with Ron and Hermione, and occasionally talking to Cho. Harry also had to sneak out to Hogsmeade, to buy everyone's presents. But, finally, Christmas Day came. Harry awoke tosomething being thrown into his face.
"Ow!" he yelled. It was hard, and a corner hit him, so it was very sharp. He rubbed his cheek, and put his glasses on, when he realized what had hit him: a present.
"Merry Christmas!" said Ron, popping up from the end of his bed. "You missed it, McGonagall brought all our presents up, and she almost collapsed afterwards. She wasn't allowed to use her wand because...