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Unlikely Heroes	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 80942 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Title: Unlikely Heroes

Pairing: Future DracoxHarry, LuciusxSeverus, RemusxSeverus

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: A battered Boy Who Lived finds his world come crashing down when his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire. Shockingly, the only ones to come to his rescue are those he'd believed were his enemies.

Notes: Is compatible to the Selection of Triwizard Champions.

Chapter 30- The interview

Lucius Malfoy was a bit shocked when the door guardian flitted into the empty painting inside; he never took much notice to arrogant former Slytherin potions master Professor Vindicus. "What do you want sir?" Lucius asked looking up from his reports.

"There is a Mr. Krum outside. He wishes to speak with you."

Viktor Krum? To see him? He shrugged, "Very well send him in."

Viktor stood in, after the portrait swung wide to admit him, "You are I'm told a powerful man in these parts with connections?" he lapsed into Russian, his English not very strong embarrassingly enough. He should have studied more.

Lucius stood brushing his robes smooth and moving towards the hearth, "If we're to discuss business then we'd best be comfortable." Russian was one of the tongues he was fluent in, which served him well being on the Wizengamot's Foreign Relations committee.

Viktor sat opposite, "If you wish."

"What do you need my assistance for?" Lucius asked, resting his elbows on the arms of the leather high backed chair and steepling his fingers.

"I heard you are in property? I know that George and his brother will be seeking property and I hoped since I know little about it that you might assist him."

"You'll be allowing him to pursue his business venture?" Lucius was surprised, not that he would dare prevent Severus from opening his own apothecary if he desired. Eastern European wizards especially those with Chuvash or some such blood tended to be more then a little old fashioned.

"This inventing business is as much his passion as Seeking is for me. As long as he doesn't neglect his duties at home Otec has agreed me may do as he wishes. Considering that George wishes to have his own greenhouses and Otec is a procurer of rare and dangerous ingredients for potions and wandcores on occasion. If George can manage to grown some of these it might give Otec more profit then seeking them in the wild or paying a higher fee to a non-family member."

Lucius laughed, "Had you been raised here Mr."

"Call me Viktor." Viktor interrupted.

"Very well Viktor. You wish me to seek out premises for their future establishment?"

Viktor nodded, "I'll talk to Fred somehow and find out what they need in large quantities and convince Otec to make it a Bonding gift. We'll purchase the property if their family doesn't wish too."

"When the issues with the Prewett Estate settle down and monies recovered I'm sure that that side of George's family will no doubt invest something. I remember catching those twins up to tricks and I'd ship them off to detention. We were near about the same age but didn't mix." Lucius said with a frown. "A pity a find for I see no reason why I should not be in company with a Prewett or a Weasley with except of the loutish Ronald and his odious mother. I have no opinion on the sister Ginny." Although he felt he'd done her and ill turn by placing that Dark Artefact in her cauldron.

"If you can look about for the premises I'll give them to George as a Bonding gift from myself. I'll pay from them. I'm sure what I made from my royalties for my likeness and what I was paid to fly in the World Cup will cover it. I wished to speak to you on another matter. It seems that it might be more…prudent to announce our engagement in the British paper due my being a Triwizard Champion here. The Continental papers will pick it up I'm sure. It wouldn't be so shocking for the British to find I'm chosen to Bond myself to one of their own. I wonder how soon I can get an interview."

Lucius chuckled, "I'll send for Ms. Skeeter. She'd love to interview you I'm sure. Perhaps over dinner? I can see if we can get a translator if you aren't confident in your English."

"I'll ask Draco. I'm sure he'd be happy to test his Russian to translate." Viktor said thoughtfully.

"I'll arrange everything. I'll inform her of the strict guideline of her interview. She'll not want to alienate us I believe. If she does well, I'll come up with something to knock her down a peg." Lucius smirked.

"Thank you sir." Viktor said standing and holding out his hand.

"Oh not at all. I'll be pleased to assist you. I wish you both the best. I only wish that I had half the support you do when I was your age." Lucius rose and shook the young man's hand genuinely pleased at his manners.

"Dinner? Where?"

"Probably that new place, The Orchid. I'll be sure to arrange it under the name of Krum."

Viktor bowed before leaving, "Thank you again."

Lucius made haste to depart immediately for Diagon Alley to visit the premises of the Daily Prophet to seek out Ms. Skeeter.

XoooooX

Lucius arrived at the offices of the Daily Prophet, making his way to the receptionist's desk.

"How might I help you? The woman asked before looking up and then bobbed a muddled curtsey in her seat. "Pardon me my Lord. How might I assist you?

"Is Ms. Skeeter about? I have a scoop she might enjoy being the first to know."

"Oh dear, Rita's in the field. Out at Hogwarts she said this morning." The woman said morosely.

"Haven't you a way to get in touch with her if it's important?" Lucius asked a bit annoyed.

"Oh yes, well Mr. Cuffe does being the chief editor and all." The woman said in a mixed air of arrogance and annoyance.

"Then I'll just have to speak to him." Lucius said setting off in the direction.

"But sir, I mean my Lord,"

Lucius paid the insufferable woman no heed. Making his way to the Chief Editor's office he barely gave the startle assistant or secretary whatever she was sufficient time to announce him.

"Lord Malfoy," the rotund man with spare grey hair rose stiffly to greet him, "I'm ashamed at my late congratulations on your recent Bonding. How is that adorable mite Potter?"

Barnabas Cuffe was not a man whose company Lucius Malfoy sought out, in fact he was an obsequious, insufferable man who cared far more to the sensational then the facts. in some cases he could as was Skeeter, quite useful and others he was more an annoyance then an asset. He hoped he might prove the later rather then former in this case.

"Harry Potter is fine, he's still getting used to the idea he'll be staying in the Wizarding Community in the company of his guardian Professor Lupin."

"I see. I heard a rumour that former Auror Black has been released from Ministry Custody. Can you comment on that?"

Lucius took a deep breath, "No I can't you'll have to approach Madam Black-Tonks his cousin who is holding the Black and Potter votes for young Mister Potter. Or the Head Auror Scrimgour."

"Can you comment on you arrival the other afternoon with two hogtied persons? One a missing and presumed ill Lord Crouch, Head of International Magical Cooperation?"

Lucius shook his head, "I cannot unless I am given permission to speak by the Aurors on the case which at present I have not. I came to speak on a very different matter, a happier one. I have in my offering an exclusive interview that if we two can come to an agreement your Ms. Skeeter might have this evening."

The man gestured for Lucius to sit and began rubbing his hands together in a thoroughly disagreeable manner.

"An exclusive? Of what kind?"

Lucius sat reluctantly, dispelling the dust with a touch to a silent thought while gripping his cane. Unlike his father, he preferred to keep his personal wand in the snake headed cane rather then the wand used by the Head of the Malfoy Family. "Of a rather sensational kind. I am here representing a party who chose you out of a number of other papers to break the news to. They felt being in Britain as it were that it would be apropos to give the Daily Prophet first knowledge as it were."

"That kind of exclusive? My dear Lord Malfoy I must thank you for convincing them of such."

Lucius waved his hand in dismissal. "I did nothing of the kind, it was this personage's decision. I merely offered to make the arrangements." Still being deliberately vague, "There are of course conditions.".

Mr. Cuffe paled slightly, "Conditions?"

Lucius nodded, tapping the end on his cane is a repetitive manner against the wooden floor, knowing it annoyed Cuffe immensely. "Conditions. The first being that until the article is published it is to remain private, it is not to be bragged about in Leaky Cauldron or some such place. Second, Ms. Skeeter is not to use her Quick-quotes Quill, this individual wishes to have the facts announced not what ever sensationalist drivel usually is scribbled by Ms. Skeeter. Thirdly, she will ask and write answers only questions approved by those who consent to be interviewed."

Cuffe swallowed visibly, "It's not for me to agree. It's up to Rita you see, being a reporter and all."

"If these are not followed I have the assurance of no less then three rich and powerful personages that you will find yourself under a lawsuit." Lucius said coldly, if Rita broke these then he was sure that Septimus and Gideon who indeed wish to sue the Daily Prophet as would no doubt a man of Viktor Krum's father's wealth and authority due to his name being well known is some circles.

Cuffe began to sweat, "Lawsuit? Would that really be necessary?"

Lucius frowned, "Given those concerned I'm afraid so.' Really sometimes the Daily Prophet was more gossip rag then anything else. "Of course if the conditions are too onerous I'm sure I could contact another paper. Perhaps the Franciscan Herald?"

Cuffe stiffened, "I'm sure we can come to an understanding."

Lucius schooled his face into the impassive Malfoy mask; he knew very well the ill feelings between the Franciscan Herald and the Daily Prophet. It didn't matter if there was the channel between them. There had been animosity between both editors and staff for eons. "You can get in touch with Ms. Skeeter if she's in the fields can't you?"

Cuffe mopped his brow with stained silk handkerchief, "Yes, of course." Opening a drawer and digging through it. "Where is it? Don't often have to do this…" he pulled out a octagonal mirror and dusted it before hissing abruptly. "Rita?"

Lucius was surprised as the quietness of the voice, there was a sort of buzzing nose that he didn't care for and then finally the poisonous sweetness of Rita Skeeter's voice. "Barny? What a surprise! You never contact me in the field."

"I need you in London right away. We have an offer of an exclusive. They want you."

"Delightful! I'll be right there."

"These is the matter of conditions," then Cuffe frowned, "Oh dear she didn't stay around long enough to here much have Apparated."

"Ignorance is no excuse Mr. Cuffe." Lucius tossed back in an icy tone.

"Yes, yes. I'll deal with it." Cuffe tried to assure him.

Lucius wasn't having any of his protestations.

The door opened wide.

The skreetch of the secretary could be heard, 'Rita he's in a meeting you can't go in."

Rita tittered, "I'm invited."

Lucius turned to acknowledge her arrival with cold distain, "Ms. Skeeter."

"My Lord. Are you the subject of my interview? An exclusive with Lord Malfoy and his new spouse Lord Prince?"

"Now Rita we have something to discuss first." Cuffe tried to interject.

"Now Barny do be quite I'm talking to his Lordship." Rita said fluttering her overly long eyelashes.

Lucius as disgusted, but his impassive face gave nothing away, "No. I come representing another. Perhaps, you should listen to your boss."

"Barny? My boss?" she tittered again, "I'm a correspondent. I take on only assignments I choose. I'm a free-lance journalist. I'd much rather talk to you."

Salazar's Python, she was flirting with him! He was a happily Bonded man thank you with two bedmates now. Remus added a bit of spice to their sex life, with some more experience he'd loose that shy virginal air. Lucius said coldly, "I suggest you listen to him Ms. Skeeter before I decide to offer the exclusive to another reporter."

Cuffe looked stricken, "My Lord she is the best we've got."

"Perhaps, she doesn't have the right touch, the delicacy to take on this assignment." Lucius purred.

Rita looked affronted; "I can take on any assignment if I wish. What do I need to pay attention to Barny?"

"Conditions Ms. Skeeter." Barnabas Cuffe said twitching.

"Conditions? What sort of conditions?" the nosey woman clad in poisonous green said winkling her nose.

"Conditions insisted upon by the personages to be interviewed."

"What right do they have to tell a journalist how to do their job?" Rita hissed through clenched teeth.

"Rita, sit down please." Cuffe all but begged.

Lucius realized too late that Barnabas Cuffe was putty to Rita Skeeter.

"Now Barny I'm sure," Skeeter said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "We can negotiate these 'conditions'."

"Merlin's staff we cannot." Lucius said sternly, "It is the wish of the parties concerned that their conditions be followed to the letter. If that cannot be accomplished I'm sure I can pursue a reporter with the Franciscan Herald to come across the Channel to oblige us of an interview."

"Rita, please." Cuffe was back to wringing his hands, "Do be civil about this. We can't set our noses in the air with persons like his Lordship. It just isn't done."

"Oh posh. One can always negotiate." Skeeter said scornfully, "There is such a thing as journalist integrity.

Lucius couldn't restrain himself from a snort but managed to turn it into a cough. "MS. Skeeter, there might be a great name making story coming your way if you would oblige the personages in this exclusive. I can promise you in a short time that you will have a story to set the ears of the Wizarding World both here and abroad. A story that would make you a household name worldwide, people in China would know the name Rita Skeeter."

"You can't bribe me Lord Malfoy." Rita said stiffly. "I'm not one such as that Fudge."

"A pity Ms. Skeeter that you aren't more amiable. It's not a bribe but a promise. My associate and I have had in mind all the while to hand over the most sensational story the Daily Prophet has ever printed. Why the sales would be so numerous that they couldn't be counted even by a Gringotts goblin. You could write a book and retire handsomely in it royalties."

Skeeter's lips twitched but her eyes were like ice, "Sounds like a lot of stuff and nonsense to me."

"Would it help to dangle the name of your interview tonight?"

"No!." Skeeter glared folder her arms.

"Pity, would have thought the name of one Mr. Krum would whet your reporter's appetite."

"Rita," Cuffe begged once more, "please be sensible…."

"Of what is the subject of the interview?" Rita said waspishly.

"That is what you shall find out tonight." Lucius said silkily.

"You mean the Mr. Krum? Triwizard Champion for Durmstrang Institute and Seeker from the World Cup?" Rita said with tight lips.

Lucius smiled reluctantly, "the very same."

"Very well, name your conditions." She said boredly but her eyes sparkled with mischief that left Lucius more then a little alarmed.

He did name the conditions.

Skeeter gave an exaggerated sigh, "You best not be lying about your stories Lord Malfoy or I shall be poking about your business."

"I have nothing to hide. I've kept my nose clean since I was released from the Death Eater trials." Lucius said with forced pleasantry.

"Where am I to met Mr. Krum?" Skeeter said shortly.

"At the Orchid in Hogsmeade. There'll be a private room there for the interview which is to take place over dinner." Lucius said rising, bowing slightly though she deserved the gesture not at all. "I shall inform Mr. Krum that you have agreed to the interview and the conditions." Of which Krum had no knowledge of at present but he would be informed. As he left he flung back, "By the way Krum will be having an interpreter for he doesn't trust his English to answer, he understands quite well so I'm sure you wouldn't dream of saying anything rude or unseemly." He flung over his shoulder., it wasn't until he was about to Apparate to Hogsmeade that he worried about his parting remarks.

XoooooX

Lucius and Charlie escorted Draco, Viktor and George to Hogsmeade against the protests of Dumbledore who insisted that George and Draco who were underage stay at the castle for they were underage and it was not at present a Hogsmeade Weekend. As it was George Weasley had spent the entire weekends as it was out of school which was unwise.

To which Lucius had quoted the school rules as drawn up by Ravenclaw herself if legends were to be believed that of age family members had the right to escort or allow an underage student to leave the castle if escorted by member of said family. Viktor was not under the authority of the Hogworts' Headmaster and being of age, he had certain allowances as Dumbledore could ascertain if he chose to question Headmaster Karkaroff. After which they left Dumbledore fuming and glaring at their retreating backs.

Lucius escorted them into The Orchid a few moments before six, asking for wine and firewhiskey for himself, Charlie and Viktor, while ordering Butterbeer and whatever juice was the House's recommendation. In Paris or at home it was one thing to allow minors to drink. With a nosy witch reporter like Skeeter around it was best to be seen as whiter then white especially with Skeeter's nose already out of true with the imposed conditions which he had privately informed Charlie of who agreed and on the way there had informed Viktor and George of in soft Parseltongue. Draco had been informed as to his duties but his father in clipped short Gaelic, which Skeeter would be less likely to know in comparison to their more normal French.

Malfoy Manor might be near Devizes in Wiltshire near the Famous Stonehenge, which was actually a Wizarding ruin, rather then a Muggle one. Thus Muggle scholars couldn't make heads or tails of it.

They barely had time to set down to relax and have a glass of something to refresh themselves after their long walk from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade when Rita Skeeter flounced in, her customary photographer in tow. Skeeter was wearing a poisonous green suit, a black cape and high heels carrying her customary alligator purse.

Viktor and the rest of the company rose in greeting; out of customary courtesy rather then any esteem for a woman who though had her uses also possessed a spiteful nature.

Viktor bowed slightly, "Ms. Skeeter."

"Viktor, may I call you that? You may call me Rita! I haven't spoken to you since the interview of the Triwizard Champions following the Weighing of the Wands Ceremony." Skeeter said

Lucius noticed George's spine stiffen when Skeeter began flirting with his fiancé and mate. He prayed that the submissive Chuvash would keep his temper.

Viktor's smile seemed to freeze on his face, "I vould prevere if ve remained polite. Me muther would not forgeeve me for such imformaleety." His broken English more apparent in his embarrassment.

Lucius spoke swiftly, "Remember the circumstances and conditions Ms. Skeeter. The interview can be ended at any time."

George had nervously agreed to be mostly silent unless Charlie indicated it was alright to answer. He didn't understand why this interview was necessary…

Draco gestured from Ms. Skeeter to sit opposite himself, Viktor and George, Charlie and his dad were at opposite ends of the table but near enough to intervene if worse came to worse. "I'll be translating for Viktor."

"Aren't you young Mr. Malfoy?" Skeeter asked digging into her volumous purse for a quill, ink and parchment.

Lucius' upper lip twitched in annoyance, "Ms. Skeeter, you agreed, 'no Quick-quotes Quill."

Rita Skeeter gave an aggrieved sigh replacing her poisonous green quill that matched her suit far to well and pulled out a peacock quill that's feather looked a bit crumpled. With a slight huff, she dipped it into the now opened inkpot, the ink an equal shade of green as her suit.

To keep from noticing if she spilt it, Lucius thought annoyed.

"Why did you wish to be interviewed." Rita said in that overly pleasant and flirtatious tone.

Viktor understood perfectly but out of politeness allowed Draco to repeat it in Russian. He swallowed and squeezed George's hand under the table, "I'm not very good with interviews." He said shortly in Russian, pausing, "Don't tell her that Draco."

Draco nodded, "I'll only translate what you wish."

Viktor nodded clasping his Slytherin counterpart's shoulder companionably. "For that I thank you. Tell her I wished to give her the honour of being the first to congratulate me. For I am imparting to her first out of our families the news of our engagement."

Draco passed on the message, "Viktor wishes for me to impart to you on his behalf that 'he wished, to give you the honour of being the first to congratulate me. For he is imparting to you, Ms. Skeeter first out of our families the news of our engagement'."

Skeeter sputtered, "Engagement? To whom are you engaged Mr. Krum?"

Draco smirked translating the astonished words.

Viktor laughed uproariously pulling George's left hand to rest it on the table, "You're welcome to inform her my friend in all the glowing terms you wish about my George."

Draco laughed and spoke in English, "To one George Weasley-Prewett who is the fifth born son of Lord Gideon Prewett and former Auror Arthur Weasley. Mr. Weasley is also the grandson of Lord Septimus and Cedrella Weasley. The young gentleman currently sitting at his side."

Ms. Skeeter blinked, "You're bent Mr. Krum?"

Draco's grey eyes flashed, "We both know do we not that being bent is no crime and is by no means looked down upon. Their families sanction this Bonding; both by George's fathers and his grandfather who is head that family. Viktor assures me that his father also agreed, they have been away this past weekend so that he might introduce George to his father."

Skeeter seemed to stumble about for words, "So...tell me how they met or some such thing." Quite forgetting her manners.

Draco repeated the question in Russian and waited for Viktor's reply.

Viktor began slowly after some thought, "I was attracted to George at once. We have similar interests and backgrounds. I was graciously invited to sit at Slytherin House's Table in the Great Hall for meals you see. Draco was accompanied by Harry Potter as well as George and his twin Fred to breakfast one morning following Draco and Harry's return to Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy introduced us, I was taken with him, Beater he may be but I have never met a more gentle and affectionate soul."

Draco smirked at the mention of himself and then repeated in English to his own immense amusement, "Viktor was attracted to George at once," that was most certainly true, he had a hand in that after all. He continued the translation, "They have similar interests and backgrounds in common coming from both highly prominent families you see. He says that following his arrival at Hogwarts, I the Prince of Slytherin, my rank assured by being at that time the highest ranked person in Slytherin House, inviting the Durmstrang students to share meals with us. One morning following Harry's and my return to Hogwarts, George and his twin Fred accompanied us to breakfast you see. Introduced them and it seems that Viktor was taken with him at once. He says that despite George's position being that of a Beater for the Gryffindor House team, he is the gentlest and most affectionate soul."

Skeeter seemed to be in shock as she attempted to take notes of the interview. She stammered another question, "Tell me what one thing originally brought you together?"

Draco didn't even have a chance to translate before Viktor was replying in Russian.

Viktor grinned, "Quidditch." Pausing to squeeze his fiancé's hand.

Draco heard him prosing about Quidditch and how it brought them together. None of it that would appeal to Ms. Skeeter or her readers so he took creative license. "Viktor says Quidditch, they both are fanatical about the sport. George was lucky enough to attend the Quidditch World Cup where he had the chance to see his future fiancé fly at his best. He was in the Minister's box a guest of future Triwizard judge Ludo Bagman. However they did not realize until later that they'd seen one another in passing until recently."

"Any plans as to your futures? Will you live in Britain or abroad?" Skeeter asked in part curious and in part waspish.

Viktor replied in Russian after Draco's translation, not that he needed it. "I'm in my last year at Durmstrang, while George is still in his Sixth Year at Hogwarts. I plan at present to continue flying for my Bulgarian Teams though I may consider flying for a British team if they'll have me. That's still in the future. As for where we shall live George is quite close to his family and his family, namely his Grandfather offered them a house. It is tradition where I was raised that the paternal, or dominant's family provide a home and the maternal or in George's case submissive's family provide the furnishings. The house on offer is a large house in a place called Godric's Hollow. Otec advised me to take the offer. In turn he would pay for its returning with of course his grandmother and my mother. Otec, being Branislav Krum who runs a successful operations, indeed claims by some to be one of the highly thought of and respectable in retrieving rare potions ingredients and wandcores for prominent potioneers and wandmakers. George however has business interests of his own and plans to go into business with his brother. George plans to stick to inventing and leave the promotions to Fred.

Draco one more took a bit of creative license with Viktor's words to flesh them out, "As you know Viktor will be graduating at the end of the school year from the Durmstrang Institute following of course the Third Task of the Tournament. George however shall have another year at Hogwarts. Viktor shall of course continue to fly for Bulgaria though he may consider flying for a British team if George doesn't wish to be parted from his family. His fiancé is quite close to his siblings coming from a large family and is especially close to his twin.

Viktor's father had offer to buy them a home as is customary where he comes from but George's grandfather Lord Weasley graciously offered them a property that has been in the Weasley family for generations, a large country house in Godric's Hollow. Which his father advised him to accept, between his mother and George's grandmother they shall see to the furnishings of their future home. Mr. Branislav Krum, his father has agreed to cover all such expenses. The elder Mr. Krum runs one of the most successful operations in retrieving rare potions ingredients and wand cores for prominent potioneers and wandmakers. Viktor's fiancé also has interest in business pursuits with his brother although I believe he will be more interested in the inventing side rather then the promotions aspect."

Skeeter was still in shock as she fumbled for a new question, "Um…rumour has it that another member of that family is engaged."

Draco didn't even have to wait for a reply from either of the happy couple, "Yes, to a Keeper who flies for Puddlemere United, a strong, honourable sort. His name is Oliver Wood, good friends throughout their days at Hogwarts I'm told. They broke up briefly over some stressful incident, quite sad really. They're quite happy now, I heard a rumour that young though he is that Percy soon-to-be Wood, might be offered the position of Head of the British Ministry Department of International Magical Cooperation." That last part was pure fiction as far as he knew but of course Skeeter didn't know that, "He's only been there a matter of months but due to former Triwizard Tournament Judge Crouch's illness he has been running it quite smoothly mostly likely due to his experience as Head Boy at Hogwarts. I do hope it is true; he is a bright, hard working fellow. I wish him only the best, I know Viktor has said that would be an honour to call him and Oliver and brothers."

"Is it true that you had a hand in their introduce."

Draco preened, taking on an air of self-importance. "Yes, I had invited the Weasley-Prewett twins to join Harry and myself; I'm courting Harry Potter by the way, for breakfast. Viktor asked on behalf of his Durmstrang classmates to join us and I cordially invited them to. I thought that since we were all a bit nervous to mention that we all were interested in Quidditch. It just went from there. I had a feeling they'd make a match of it."

Skeeter asked incredulously, "Mr. Malfoy, are you considering a career as a professional Matchmaker?"

Draco chuckled, "Of course not, it's just a hobby. I maybe the Prince of Slytherin you know but I haven't quite decided my path just yet. I'm considering studying to be an Unspeakable or apprenticing to my papa Professor Prince-Malfoy and becoming a potioneer." All quite true as it was, being only fourteen he had no idea what he wished to do with his life besides Bond to Harry when they were of age.

Skeeter seemed to remember she was there and awkwardly returned to the interview of her proper subject, "Mr. Krum, you get along well with his family?'

Draco translated and waited for Viktor's reply.

Viktor began after a moment of thought, "Yes, I find his brothers a jovial group. Sadly I am a only child, Bonding George I'll have gained five brothers if you include Oliver. I'm looking forward to becoming a part of a large close family. With the Quidditch talent in both our families, our children might fly as well. I wish a little that George wanted to fly. He's a very fine Beater. He's exceptional, I've flown for both the and he's a superior flyer and Beater." A shy bit of laughter escaping his thin lips.

Draco translated for the most part what Viktor said with a bit more flair, "Oh yes, his grandparents and his fathers think they're good for each other. They are looking forward to a long and happy life together. Viktor believes their children will most likely be very keen at Quidditch. Who knows, they might play in a Quidditch World Cup themselves. It's quite sad that George has no desire to pursue a professional career as a Beater. He'd go far, Viktor calls him exceptional; he laughed, protesting that, he's not just saying that because they're engaged. He thinks George could teach the Beaters he's flown with on the Vratsa Vultures and the Bulgarian National teams a thing or two."

Noticing George's nervousness increasing, Charlie stepped in calling the interview to an end and insisting that they apply themselves to dinner.

Skeeter was annoyed and spoke up, "If you'll just let Bozo take a few pictures of the happy couple we'll need to be on our way so I can write up the story."

Charlie nodded, "We thought as much." He handed out a folded rectangle of parchment, "my grandfather wished me to hand this to you. Wished it to be printed in the same edition as this interview."

Skeeter snapped it up, ordering her photographer to take pictures quickly before leaving.

Viktor waited until the door closed and her footsteps faded away, muttering in broke English, Russian and Parseltongue, "Vhat a disagreeable voman. She'd vrightin a harvy."

Lucius chuckled, "Frighten a harpy? I think rather she has harpy blood."

They all laughed uproariously at that.

Dinner was ordered and they ate leisurely before the boys were escorted back to the Durmstrang ship and the castle respectively.

Charlie returning to the Forest, the dragon keepers would be returning with the Dragons later in the next day. Following the return with the Dragons, he would be going on a prolonged vacation.

Lucius however returned to the comfort of Severus' apartments to the less tension of the company of his mates.

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