Two Worlds Collide | By : Lumos_Always Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Viktor Views: 8123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Viktor P.O.V.
Pacing beside the lake under the tree that we are supposed to meet, I can’t help but be nervous. I watched her open the letter at dinner, then chew out the red headed boy that sat across from her before she was pulled out of the hall by her other red headed friend.
Smoothing down my shirt and pants and straightening my cloak one more time, I hear a twig snap and turn towards the noise seeing my brown eyed angel. She looks beautiful in the moon light as she walks towards me. Walking towards her to meet her half way, we both stop and stare at each other.
“Umm…hi. My name is Hermione Granger and I just wanted to say thank you for saving me last month. No one could tell me who were and I have been wondering who I should say thank you too…oh I am rambling.” She quickly looks down and I can guess that she is blushing.
“You are velcome Herm-io-ninny, my name is Viktor Krum.” I saw reaching for her hand, I gently take it and kiss her knuckles. “I vas glad I could help. No one should treat a voman the vay blonde git treated you. I vould do it again if I haff to.”
“Thank you Mr. Krum, that was very heroic of you. Also, thank you for the note and inviting me to meet you.”
“Again you are velcome and please call me Viktor, Miss Granger.”
“I would say you can call me Hermione, but it seems like you have a little trouble with my name.” She said with a giggle, how I wish I could hear her giggle like that all the time. It is like bells tinkling.
“Vould you be opposed to Mimi? I could handle that.” I said with a smile.
“Mimi” she said thinking it over “I think I could handle that, but only you are allowed to call me Mimi. I don’t usually go by nicknames, but I will allow this one.”
“Thank you Mimi, I vill make sure no one else calls you by such.” Casting a quick tempus charm, I see that we have been out here for almost an hour. “It is getting late and you haff curfew, please let me valk you back to your dorm.”
“Thank you Viktor, but you don’t have to do that. I can make it back to my room on my own.”
“I vill not hear it. A pretty lady like yourself should not be valking alone at night, also my Mamá vould have my hide if I let you valk alone. I vas not raised that way.”
“I would not want you to get in trouble with your mother, so I will allow the escort back to the door of my common room.”
With a small smile I reach for her hand again and place it in the crook of my arm. While walking to the castle, I notice Mimi shivering and pull my wool cloak from around my shoulders and put it on her. She wraps the cloak around her with her one free arm and gives me another small smile and a quiet thank you and we continue our journey to her door. Once we arrived at a portrait of a rather large woman, I bid Mimi good night and with a small bow make my way back to the ship.
“Soooo did you meet your Angel, Cousin? Is she everything that you hoped for?”
Sasha started on me as soon as I walk aboard the ship. Chuckling, I push him out of the way and make my way to my room with him on my tail asking me question after question. Once we made it to my room, I put up the necessary privacy charms before sitting on my bed and conjuring up a chair of Sasha.
“Yes Sasha she did come. Her name is Herm-io-ninny Granger, but she will allow me to call her Mimi. We only talked for an hour and I walked her back to the portrait that serves as the entrance to her door. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t watch Quidditch, because when I introduced myself as Viktor Krum she didn’t freak out or anything. Instead she nervously babbled ‘thank yous’ every so often, it was quick cute.”
“Aww, my little Viky is smitten with an English Flower! What is the headmaster going to think? What are your parents going to think? Aunt Anka and little cousin Anastasiya are going to be so excited for another girl in the family!”
“Slow down Sasha, I have just met the girl! You’re talking like I am going to marry her! We talked about this on the way here, we are only here for the year I cannot get too attached to her.” I say rubbing my face. I watch Sasha slowly nod his head in agreement, but gives me a look of concern. Knowing what he is thinking, I look at him and nod my head and he stands up. With a flick of my wand, his chair now turns into a bed and the two of us go through our night time routine. With a quiet good night exchanged and a silent nox the two of us crawl into our respectable beds.
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Waking up the next morning and hopping into the shower before Sasha, I come up with a brilliant idea. I rush my morning routine and don’t even wait for Sasha before I run out the door. Once on the deck I conjure up a light purple Calla Lilly and call Rex my owl to deliver it to Mimi at breakfast. Giving him a treat in thanks, I turn back the way I came and relax on my bed while I wait for Sasha.
“Are you going to tell me why you ran out of here like a bat out of hell and have returned with a smile on your face? Did you receive a ‘good morning’ blow job, because if you did you should point me in the right direction?”
“No I did not receive such a thing, I sent Rex with a flower so he could deliver it to Mimi.” I say a little too smugly. Sasha just rolls his eyes and mutters something a walks out the door. Following him, we make our way to the Great Hall for breakfast and sit down at the Slytherin table. I really do hate sitting here, but I take my seat facing where Mimi usually sits and watch as the hall fills with bleary eyed students not ready to start the day.
Before too long, it is time for the mail to come and Mimi comes rushing in berating the redheaded boy again, with the black haired boy shaking his head with a small smile on his face. The next time I meet with her, I should ask her who they are, the two boys are always with her. My jealously flares a little, but is calmed down when the owls come swooping in. Most of them are carrying the English Newspaper, but then I spot Rex and watch him fly in and drop the flower in front of Mimi before turning to my table and landing on my arm. It is at this time I notice that most of the Great Hall has gone quiet at the delivery of my flower, I must ask why everyone is staring at her.
Coaxing Rex to the table, I look up to see Mimi looking at the flower then up at me. My silver eyes meet her brown ones, she mouths “thank you” with a blush on her cheeks. Nodding my head as a “your welcome,” the two of us turn back to the people and food around us. I kind of notice the livid looks on two headmasters faces, but I am too happy to care. Feeding some toast to Rex, I send him off to Mamá and Papá with a quick note I penned earlier telling them about Mimi and to beware of Karkaroff coming to and bad mouthing the situation. Looking up again, I see that Mimi is also staring at me, sending her a wink I get the desired effect and a blush quickly spreads across her cheeks again. If I could take a picture of how cute she looks right now I would.
With a sigh, I finish my breakfast and wait for my comrades to finish theirs before we have to head to class. Knowing I won’t see Mimi until dinner, I glance one more time at her before following the boys out of Great Hall. I know I should not be acting like this after one real meeting with the girl, but I have never felt like this before, this attraction to a girl…I should ask Papá for help, I will write to him at once.
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By the time dinner rolls around I am excited to hear from Papá. Using Sasha owl, I wrote a letter to Papá asking him for advice on these feelings and if I should keep pursuing Mimi. Telling Sasha what I put in the letter so I could use his owl, he told me to go to my room and that he would meet me there in a few minutes. Wondering why we were going there instead of go early to the Great Hall like we planned, I head to my room to a wait my cousin. It’s not long before the door opens and Sasha, Andre, and Boris come in. Knowing that it’s going to be a rough time, I steel the nerves how Papá taught me and put on a blank face.
“Now is that any way to greet your best mates? It looks like he doesn’t want to see us Boris, I guess he’s too busy try to chase his English Flower.” Andre snickers
“Sasha, why did you bring them? Not that I am not happy to see you two, but why are you here?”
“We dear friend are here to help you get your head out of your ass and to come have fun with us. No talking about this English Flower, only Quidditch, school, and this tournament that you are supposed to enter. Or did you forget about that?” Boris tells me proudly.
“Now let’s go dinner and eat some bangers and mash! At least the English did that right! Andre basically yells as he runs out the door. The three of laugh as we follow our fourth comrade off of the ship and to the Great Hall.
By the time we get there, dinner is full swing and Rex and Sasha’s owl are sitting at our spots waiting for us. I make the conscious decision to not look towards Mimi’s table when we get in the Hall, focusing all my attention on the bird with the letter attached to his leg. Sitting down, I take the letter and stick in my pocket and go about conversing with my friends. Near the end of dinner the boys go quiet and I feel a small tap on my shoulder. Turning I see that it is Mimi and I hide the smile that I inwardly have.
Even though she is dressed in her school uniform she still is very pretty, but I can’t let that cloud my mind. I have to stick to the tournament like Boris said. She finally speaks after an awkward pause. I see that she has my cloak in hand, and raise an eyebrow.
“Um hi Viktor” But Andre coughs at the informality. “I mean…Mr. Krum. I just wanted to say thank you for the flower this morning and wanted to give this back to you. You left it last night when you walked me back to my dorm. Thank you again for saving me.” She squeaked out
She quickly puts my cloak on the empty seat beside me and quickly scurries away with her head down and out the doors of the Great Hall. My comrades chuckle as she flees, while I dip my head in shame trying not to look where he friends are, but I can feel their eyes on me. Lifting my head, I can see the red headed girl and the black haired boy are glaring at me, while the other red headed guy is laughing his butt off.
Pushing away plate and grabbing my cloak, I get up and jog out the door and towards the tree that we met last night. Sitting down against the trunk and cast a lumos so I can read Papá’s letter in the dark. Pulling out my letter and placing it next to me, I wrap my cloak around my shoulders to fend off the wind that is coming off the lake. I can smell her perfume on my cloak, it’s a lovely mix of cherries and vanilla. Taking one last breath of her scent, snatch up my letter.
My Prince,
I was a little surprised when your Mamá and I received your letter from you and Sasha saying that you are infatuated with an English Girl. Not that I mind you chasing after an English Girl, but Sasha’s letter says that you are acting like a love sick puppy. My son that is nothing to be ashamed of! I was the same when I was trying to court your mother, and around the same age. It was hard trying to do what was right for myself and for my country. Your grandfather did not like me chasing after your mother while I was undergoing my train to rule Bulgaria, but I will not make you face the same punishment’s I did for disobeying.
I will tell you this, if you think this girl has your heart then you must prepare her what her future holds. Not every girl has the strength to be a princess, if she does have the strength then she will go through the same training your Mamá did.
Viktor, follow your heart and mind. Do not let others sway you into making your decision in this, love is an important part of life and only you can decide who you love. If you do let others sway your decision, then when you get home we will have some retraining! I did not raise you to be a push over, if you can stand up to Karkaroff then you can stand up to Sasha and your other comrades. Make compromises with your boys and the rest should fall into place.
Also, remember to ask your girl to the Yule Ball before it is too late. If she is as pretty as you say, then there may be a few young men after your English Flower.
If you need any other help let me know, I will always be there for you my son.
Love,
Papá
Putting down the letter I lean my head against the tree trunk. I have a lot to think about, I never asked my parents how they got together I just assumed that it was arranged. I wonder if Papá send Sasha a letter, since it looks like he sent one to Papá behind my back. I guess that is the first thing I need to take care of. Papá was right, no acting prince should be pushed around! Especially when it is my own family.
Getting up, I take my letter and put it away to go and confront Sasha, Andre, and Boris. We will work on trying to compromise, because these feelings will not go away. Making my way to the ship, I can already tell that it is going to be a long night.
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