The Traitors [HP6] *EDITING*

Chapter 13

Harry looked up at Cho and immediately, his spirits rose. She was the only thing that could truly cheer him up after miserably losing the final match. She alone had the power to make his spirit dance.

"Well...?" She said again, looking ravishing. She looked more like a goddess than a human, she gave off some sort of aura of wonderful ness wherever she went. Tonight, she was wearing a very tight silvery short that was encrusted with what appeared to be thousands of diamonds. Her pants were actually rather plain in comparison to her top; blue bell bottoms with a few flower patches on them, and her hair was not done up in any particular manner, just down and looking long. But, Harry didn't mind at all. For all he cared, she could have worn a paper bag and she still would have been the most beautiful creature on Earth.

"Hello! Earth to Harry!" Said Cho, waving her hand in front of Harry's face. Harry quickly shook himself back into the real world, still wondering how someone like her could possible like him.

"Oh yeah, I'm ready to go, said Harry quickly, beaming. (That really sounds like Dumbledore, but idc)

"Excellent," smiled Cho.

"I'll see you later, Ron," said Harry hastily, running up to Cho and blindly waving to his friend.

"Yeah, see you," said Ron back, sprinting off in the direction of what Harry thought was where Ak and his new group of fans went.

"I'll be right back, Cho," said Harry, "I just have to change out of my school clothes quickly."

"Alright," she said, her arms crossed. "I'll be right here when you come back."

"I'll be back before you know it," said Harry. "I just have to change out of my school clothes quickly."

"Hey, though luck there Harry," said Chris when Harry arrived. He and a few others were there. Except for a few occasions, this was the emptiest Harry had ever seen the Common Room. "Too bad for your game."

"Yeah, yeah", said Harry, throwing him off, and sprinting to his dorm room. He quickly tossed off his black school robe, and threw it on his bed. He ran over to the mirror, tidied up his hair to the best of his ability, and went back downstairs. He opened up the door that lead to the rest of the school, and heaved a sigh.

"Oh no, not now!" yelled Harry to himself. He looked in front of him, to the staircases that were usually laid out in some sort of logical pattern. But tonight, they were feeling adventurous, and now... now there was no rhyme or reason to their layout. Some stairs were twisting and turning, looping around others; some were flipped left or right, and others were even totally upside down. "Now how am I going to get back to Cho in time?"

Harry looked around desperately for a staircase that was walkable and found one that headed off in a direction that he had never been to before. Harry ran down it, and arrived at a very old looking and decrepit door. He opened it quickly, and found himself in a dark corridor. But, there was a dim light at the end, and it was the only path that he could take, so Harry ran down it, not having a clue where he was going.

He soon arrived at the end of the tunnel, and it was lit by a single, flickering the light bulb that appeared as though it was going to burn out at any second. In front of him, there were three tunnels, each with a wooden sign above it.

"Headmaster, Death, and Main Corridor," read Harry, "well, I don't think I'll take the Death hallway, and Headmaster seems like one for Dumbledore, so I'll take Main Corridor. Maybe that will take me where I want to go."

Harry ran down the slightly brighter tunnel, but not for long, and ended upright where the sign had said: The Main Corridor, where the rest of the hallways in the school spread out from.