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Alyson – Cho

Cho - Draco

Draco - Harry

Harry - Hermione

Hermione – Alyson

Hermione and Cho headed in the direction they assumed the Slytherin common room was in. They assumed they were going the right way as the lighting was getting dimmer and the general atmosphere was becoming much more morbid; how typically Slytherin.

'Ally! Draco!' a voice sounded behind them. Hermione stopped and turned around, grabbing Cho who was about to walk off.

'You're Alyson,' she hissed. Cho looked confused but eventually understood and looked up to see Pansy Parkinson hurrying towards them. She groaned inwardly.

'Hey sweetie,' Pansy smiled at her. Cho refrained herself from retching and managed to stretch the muscles of her mouth into a sort of smile. Pansy, however, wasn't paying attention and turned to face Hermione. 'Ally, I need to talk to you,' she said in an offhand manner, but clearly stating with her eyes that it was serious. She grabbed Hermione's arm and marched off importantly. Hermione looked pleadingly back at Cho but Cho shrugged and carried on walking.

It was strange being in a boy's body; there were…parts. It didn't feel natural. And the fact that it was Malfoy was not a comforting thought. Cho looked around helplessly. She didn't have a clue where she was or where she was supposed to go, or be, or do.

'Malfoy!' Cho turned around and saw Flint heading towards her. What a jerk. 'What the hell do you think you're doing?' he demanded. Cho looked at him blankly. 'Quidditch practice, now, go!' He ordered. He grabbed Cho and dragged her up to the changing rooms.

'Oh no,' objected Cho as she realised where she was heading. 'I can't go in there,'

'Stop being such a twerp and get in there Malfoy, I want you out on that pitch in 10 minutes.' Cho stumbled into the changing rooms, stammering a protest that was falling upon deaf ears.

10 minutes later she emerged from the changing rooms with the rest of the team looking much paler than usual, which was quiet a feat since she was in Malfoy's body. She ran a hand through her head then brought it away in disgust as it was covered in gel, mousse and god knows how many other products. She wiped her hands on her robes and ran over to the team gathering.

'Right, we need to talk tactics for our game against Ravenclaw coming up'. Cho grinned to herself; maybe this wasn't going to be bad after all. 'Malfoy, you're going to be up against Chang,' There was a murmur and some laughter among the team. Cho looked confused. Flint smiled and continued, 'As much as you may or may not like to… fantasise about Miss Chang… that is irrelevant. She's a good flyer. Do what you must; knock her off her broom if you need…' Cho didn't hear the rest. She was blushing furiously. How humiliating to have such a bunch of oafs think of her like that. She flew awfully that day, the Slytherins seemed impressed though. Well, it wasn't exactly hard to fly better than Malfoy usually could.

After another terrifying experience in the changing rooms Cho followed the other Slytherins back to their common room. The only problem was that whenever she looked at one of them, it gave her flashbacks of the changing rooms. It was not a pleasant experience.

They finally arrived at the common room. Cho looked around in disgust. What a vile place. Hermione was nowhere to be seen. Cho had hoped that she'd be around to give her someone to talk to. She spotted Crabbe and Goyle in a corner with a small first year they had pinned to the wall. They were looking at her expectantly. She sighed and walked over. 'What's with the midget kid?' she asked, putting as much arrogance in her voice as she could muster.

'He was in you armchair he was. We wasn't going to do nuffing until you get here incase you wanted sumfing special doing,' said Crabbe, in a low mumble. The poor first year looked absolutely terrified and was squirming uncomfortably under the grip of the two ape-like boys.

'Er, just let him go this once,' said Cho, unsure of what she should do. Crabbe and Goyle looked at her in shock. Obviously, this wasn't what they were expecting. She decided she should probably add more. 'We, er, have bigger fish to fry,' she added mysteriously. The two morons seemed to accept this and let the first year go, but not before kicking him up the backside and threatening him with what they would do to him if it happened again. With the first year gone, Crabbe and Goyle looked at Cho, as if waiting for orders. Cho fidgeted under their vacant gazes. 'You guys go entertain yourselves for a while; I have important business to attend to.' She had just spotted Pansy and wanted to go and find out where Hermione was. Crabbe and Goyle ambled off in an animalistic shuffle.

Cho walked over to Pansy who was sat on an armchair reading. She looked up at Cho. 'Oh, hey darling. You want to come sit with me?' she asked in what Cho assumed was an attempt at a sexy voice. It sounded more like a troll with a head cold.

'Er, no, I'm good thanks,' she insisted. Pansy pouted. She looked vaguely like a fish out of water. 'Erm, actually I'm looking for Herm- Alyson. I'm looking for Alyson. Have you seen her?' asked Cho. Pansy's mood changed completely.

'Why? Thinking of breaking it off with me to be with her are you? Is that why you've been acting odd around me recently? Thinking of cheating on me? Am I not good enough for you? Well, I can tell you that she won't be interested. I know that for a fact. And fyi I have no idea where she is.' And with that she stormed off. Cho sighed in relief. What a desperate loser. How the hell did Malfoy put up with it?

With nothing better to do, Cho decided to head up to the dorms to see where she would be sleeping. The dorms were no more appealing than the common room. She slumped on Malfoy's bed (she could tell it was his because he had a picture of his parents on the nightstand. She shuffled uncomfortably. There was something hard under the pillow. She lifted the pillow up and found a notebook underneath it. She opened it up.

'My thoughts, emotions and feelings; a collection of diary entries, poems and other personal stories by Draco Malfoy,' Cho laughed out loud. So the ice prince had a heart after all. This should be interesting. She opened up on the first page,

'To be one of them'; a short poem expressing my true feelings towards the Potter gang

It can't get better than this, thought Cho to herself, as she got stuck in to her new book….