"Well, Zhang Qiu? Can I have a word with you? "
The law should forbid giggling, Harry thought angrily, because all the girls around cho chang are giggling. Fortunately, Zhang Qiu didn't laugh. She said "OK" and followed Harry to a place where her classmates couldn't hear her.
Harry turned and looked at her, and suddenly a strange spasm appeared in his heart, as if he had missed a step when he went downstairs.
"hmm." He faltered.
He can't ask her. He can't. But he had to ask. Zhang Qiu stood there, looking at him doubtfully.
That sentence blurted out from Harry's mouth, so incoherent that he couldn't pronounce it correctly.
"Stay with me?"
"Excuse me, what did you say?" Zhang Qiu said.
"Would you-would you like to go dancing with me?" Harry asked. Why does he blush? Why?
"Oh!" Zhang Qiu said-her face turned red, too. "Oh, Harry, I'm really sorry," she looked at him frankly. "I have agreed to go with another person."
"Oh." Harry said.
This feeling is really strange: one minute ago, he felt his internal organs squirming like snakes, and now all of a sudden, he feels as if he has no internal organs at all.
"Oh, well," he said, "that's all right."
"I'm really sorry." She said it again.
"It doesn't matter." Harry said.
They stood there looking at each other, and then Zhang Qiu said, "That's it-"
"ok." Harry said.
"Well, goodbye." Zhang Qiu said his face was still red. She turned and left.
Harry stopped her from behind before he could stop himself.
"Who are you going with?"
"Oh-Cedric," she said, "cedric diggory."
"Oh, all right." Harry.
His internal organs are back. He thought they were just filled with lead. -Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire