Some human buisness

"Harry (...) cast wildly around for something to say.
'Er... listen, d'you want to come with me to the Three Broomsticks at lunchtime? I'm meeting Hermione Granger there.'
Cho raised her eyebrows.
'You're meeting Hermione Granger? Today?'
'Yeah. Well, she asked me to, so I thought I would. D'you want to come with me? She said it wouldn't metter if you did.'
'Oh... well... that was nice of her...'
But Cho did not sound as though she thought it was nice at all. On the contrary, her tone was cold and all of a sudden she looked rather forbidding.
(...)
She was now watching Roger Davies kissing his girlfriend with a mildly interested expression.
'He asked me out, you know,' she said in a quiet voice. 'A couple of weeks ago. Roger. I turned him down, though.'
Harry (...) could not think why she was telling him this. If she wished being heartily kissed by Roger Davies, why had she agreed to come out with him?
He said nothing. Their cherub threw another handful of confetti over them; some of it landed in the last cold dregs of coffee Hary had been about to drink.
'I came here with Cedric last year' said Cho.
In the second or so it took him to take in what she had said, Harry's insides had become glacial. He could not believe she wanted to talk about Cedric now, while kissing couples surrounded them and a cherub floated over their heads.
(...)
'Look,' he said desperately, leaning in so that nobody else could overhear, 'let's not talk about Cedic now... let's talk about something else...'
But this, apparently, was quite the wrong thing to say.
'I thought,' she said, tears spattering down on the table, 'I thought you'd u - u - understand! I need to talk about it! Surely you n - need to talk about it t - too! (...)'
(...)
'Well - I have talked about it,' Harry said in a whisper, 'to Ron and Hermione, but -,'
'Oh, you'll talk to Hermione Granger! (...) But you won't talk to me! P - perheps it would be best if we just... just p - paid and you went and met up with Hermione G - Granger, like you obviously want to!'
(...)
'Go on, leave! (...) I don't know why you asked me out in first place if you're going to make arrangements to meet other girls right after me... how many are you meeting after Hermione?'
'It's not like that!'
(...)
'I'll see you around, Harry,' she said dramatically (...)
'Cho!' Harry called after her, but the door had already swung shut behind her with a tuneful tinkle.
(...)
'Women!' he muttered angrily."