For Another Time

For Another Time

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"Hey Harry."

If Ron hadn't said anything I'd have missed you passing by. That may have been for the best though. Seeing you just brought up all the confused feelings I have towards you. You're with your friend Marietta, who seems to still be wearing something around her face. It serves her right for ratting us all like that. Maybe I'm just mad because you tried to stick up for her. I guess I can't blame you; I would have done the same for Ron or Hermione. Oops, I just mentioned Hermione. You'd be balling your eyes out again if you heard that. I know you just looked at me; we just looked right into each other's eyes. But you just blushed and walked away. Is that how it's going to be next year between us? Hermione keeps telling me it's not your fault, that you've just got a lot of different emotions right now. I just mentioned Hermione again. You'd definitely have run away from me by now.

I just don't understand how everything went so badly between us. I remember the first time I saw you. We were playing your house in Quidditch and you were their Seeker. Maybe it's because I'm used to playing against Seekers like the ones they have on the Slytherin team, but you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Of course, being shut up in my room at the Dursleys' all my life hasn't given me a lot of experience, but I knew you were something special. I can still see your long shiny black hair, your warm brown eyes, and that smile I would have wrestled three trolls to see. I can still hear Oliver Wood, yelling at me to, "knock her off her broom if you have to, Harry!" He didn't realize that the real reason I wasn't able to see the Snitch was because I couldn't take my eyes off of you long enough. And then, even though we won, you still smiled at me. I actually felt bad for catching the Snitch for the first time. Not so much because I felt bad that we had won, but that you had lost. I would have much rather kept flying with you forever.

I'll keep you in mind you say

For another time you say

Cause you walk away from things

With such and amazing grace

All last year I tried to talk to you. I couldn't seem to get a chance to tell you how I felt. I guess that's how Ginny felt back in second year. Now that I look back on it, I guess what I had was the same thing; a crush. It felt like so much more though, didn't it? You always had a bunch of other girls around you and I couldn't bear the thought of them all laughing at me. We'd say hi, or have some meaningless conversations, but I was always too nervous to say how I felt. You believed me when I said that I hadn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire, and not many people did. Not even Ron believed me. We seemed to get closer after that, and I decided to take the plunge and ask you to the Yule Ball. But you were already going. I really should have known. How could I have expected that nobody would be smart enough to ask you? Just because I wasn't brave enough to, I should have expected that there would be other's that would.

I couldn't blame you for going with Cedric. I know a lot of the other girls in school fancied him as well, and he was the other Hogwarts champion. It still hurt though, the thought of you going with someone else. I managed to convince Parvati to go, but my heart just wasn't in it. I would have much rather spent the evening getting caught up on homework. It was almost worth it to see Hermione though, she looked really pretty. A lot of the girls there were mad because she was there with Krum, and that she looked so good on top of it. Well, let me correct that, a lot of the girls and Ron. You looked very pretty too. I must admit that I was jealous of Cedric. I had horrible visions of the two of you together. I didn't know how you felt about him, but I knew how he had to feel about you. I'm glad Ron wanted to get out of there when he did; I couldn't have stood it any longer myself.

So go on and say it please

Cause I want you to

You know that what you say

Doesn't matter to what you do

So if you want to be with me

Competing against Cedric helped me in a way. I kept the image of the two of you together, and that helped me fight harder. I wanted to beat Cedric so that you might finally notice me. I didn't care about the galleons; I've got plenty of those already. For me, I was competing against Cedric for you. I couldn't have cared less about Krum and Fleur; they weren't important. This was between Cedric and me. That all changed when I heard he and Krum talking in the maze. I knew that Krum was going to hurt Cedric so I stepped in to help. I didn't know that Krum was under the Imperious Curse at that point; I just knew that he was planning on hurting Cedric. Together, we were able to take out Krum before he could take out either one of us. That left only the two of us, just the way it had always been for me. When we got to the Cup, though, I realized how stupid I had been. We were in this together and the fact that you liked him didn't make him a bad person. We both grabbed the Cup at the same time and that's when we both fell into the trap that was only supposed to catch me. Cedric got killed for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He never even had a chance to defend himself.

When I got back to Hogwarts, everything was chaos. I was taken away by a homicidal maniac, nearly killed again, and then was mostly responsible for the separation of Hogwarts from the Ministry. Then there was the end of term feast. Dumbledore told everyone the real reason Cedric was killed. I knew that there would be a lot of people that didn't believe him or me, or at least wouldn't want to. I wasn't thinking of that though; I was too busy watching you. I could see you were crying and all I wanted to do was run over and hold you. I wanted to be the one to make you feel better, but I knew that I would only be a reminder of what had happened. Going home last summer, I knew that things would be different this year. Unlike now though, I felt that there may yet be a future for the two of us. It seems like such a long time ago now.

You're not the sea without end

No you're just a lake

The sea is deep enough

For someone to sink

You're not a stone

That sticks to the Earth

No you're just a weight

A stone can keep itself in one place

So if you want to be with me

You'll have to wait

This year seemed to start out well for us. I had managed to win my hearing and was anxious to come back to school. I wish we could have seen each other under better circumstances on the train; I'm never at my best covered in stinksap. Seeing you at that first DA meeting at the Hogshead gave me a reason to hope though. You smiled at me and told everyone about some of the stuff I had done during the Triwizard tournament. I was surprised that you would be able to talk about it; I know you were still having a hard time about Cedric. Hermione was the one who told me you had been looking at me all through the meeting, and it was she who gave me the courage to talk to you. You'd probably hold that against her now though.

I finally thought the two of us getting together on Valentine's Day would be a chance for us to talk about the future, but you just wanted to talk about the past. Maybe Hermione was right - maybe I was tactless, but I didn't want to go back over all that. Cedric was dead and there's nothing that can be done about that now. And then you had a go at me because of Hermione. I could understand why you might have been upset because I had planned something on the day we were supposed to spend together, but you seemed madder about the fact that Hermione was involved. I tried to tell you that it wasn't what you thought, but you weren't listening. You had already made up your mind. Why did you have to run out like that? You never even gave me a chance to really explain. I think it was at that moment that I realized that we weren't going to be able to make it. I had cared for you more than anyone, and now I was watching you running away from me.

The year has passed me by

It seems like yesterday

I can't believe the things you've done

Or the things you say

Somehow you see what I can't see

Somehow you feel what I can't feel

You are a fake

And I know that you know

Yes you do

So if you want to be with me

And then that friend of yours went and told on all of us. She must not have even told you what she was going to do, how's that for a friend? I was the one they were aiming for, and they got me. Fudge and Umbridge were licking their chops to expel me, and Marietta served me up to them on a platter. In the end though, all she got for her troubles was a face full of boils and a lot of enemies. And yet you still stuck up for her. I was concerned for you, worried what Umbridge might have done to you, but you just cared about your friend. You didn't even have the decency to ask if I was in any trouble, not that I should have been surprised by that point. You gave me some sob story about her being a lovely person, and how hard it was for her having her mum work for the Ministry. What a load of old rubbish. Other people had family in the Ministry, and none of them were disfigured. She made a mistake, you said. Ha! Not nearly as big as the one I had made ever having feelings for you. And then you had to bring Hermione's name into it. That was it, I couldn't take any more. I couldn't believe how petty you were being, how purposely malicious of my feelings. You just couldn't let go of whatever hang-ups you had about her, and so you took out your anger on me. I was sick of it and wasn't going to take it any longer. When you ran away from me this time, I wasn't sad like I was on Valentine's Day. I felt mad - really, really mad. I wanted to chase after you and yell at you some more. I had wasted over a year running around after you, but that was all over now.

Now I'm sitting here with my true friends. They don't yell at me for no reason or cry whenever I say something to them. Did you manage to see that I'm sitting right across from Hermione? I bet you're telling Marietta about it right now. I feel bad for you Cho, I really do. Cedric dying wasn't my fault, nor was it yours. I hope that a guy comes along that can help you get past all this, but it's not going to be me. Not anymore. Who knows, maybe in the future we could try again, after you've had more time to heal. For right now though, we can't be together. So, if you want to be with me, you'll have to wait.

You're not the sea without end

No you're just a lake

The sea is deep enough

For someone to sink

You've not a stone

That sticks to the Earth

No you're just a weight

A stone can keep itself in one place

So if you want to be with me

You'll have to wait