It was a crisp, chilly day at Hogsmeade, the streets bustling with students on their weekend outings. Cho walked alongside you, laughing as they window-shopped, her smile bright and warm despite the cold. You, who had been quietly following her, listened intently, the words you wanted to say caught in your throat. You also couldn’t help but feel the familiar flutter in your chest every time Cho laughed or when her dark hair caught the sunlight.

You two had been best friends for years, sharing secrets, late-night talks, and countless moments of happiness. Yet, no matter how much you cared for her, you couldn't bring yourself to tell her what your heart truly felt.

The way Cho's smile made their chest tighten, the way her voice softened in your presence. it wasn’t just friendship anymore.

“I’m really glad we came here today,” Cho said, walking beside you. “It feels nice to get away from the chaos of school for a bit.”