Krum Chronicles

Chapter 10 : Too Late Mate

Those same dark brown eyes that she noticed had the slightest glint of yellow specks months ago at the Yule Ball looked right back at Hermione as though into her very core. Her breath was caught in her throat and she was suffocating herself without even knowing. All she could do was stare at the rugged Bulgarian standing in her doorway. He moved towards her bed and she could now feel the heat rise from her belly, the anger that has laid dormant since the cursed letter was found. She rose up from the bed like a mummy from its tomb. "Viktor." she said firmly giving him a nod and then crossing her arms over her chest. She was trying to hold herself up and back from collapsing onto the bed. Hermione Jean Granger was not the type to need a man, she made that quite obvious her last four years at Hogwarts but something about Viktor Krum made her weak, not only at the knees but heart as well.

"Mina," the seeker motioned forward "Jolie is no one."

"If she was no one you wouldn't hide her letter from me." She said coldly.

Viktor stood silent.

"Ha," Hermione snickered. "Well, tell your beloved that you two can finish what you started." She turned away from him, stood up and began to pack her things lightly. Viktor marveled at this and his eyes opened wide.

"Vhe-vhere are you going?"

"Away. It's really none of your concern. You should be checking on Jolie, I'm sure you both have much to catch up on."

"Vhy are you acting like that?" He pleaded in English.

"Acting like what Viktor? Acting betrayed? Acting angry? Acting hurt? I apologize I obviously belong in the bloody Globe Theatre!" He looked at her confused by the last reference, she noticed and quickly explained. "It's a muggle theatre where plays and such were acted out. Drama." She let out a sigh and just continued packing.

"Okay. I do not know of this Globe Theatre vut I do know is that there is nofing between me and Jolie." He looked for her eyes but they did not meet his. He walked behind her and gently placed a hand on her upper arm. "Mina, please you must belief me." Hermione shrugged his hand off of her and let out a sigh, but this one was not of anger this sigh contained sadness.

"Was this your plan the whole bloody time?" She asked gritting her teeth as she moved swiftly from her luggage to her desk. Placing her hands on it to just hold herself up. "To-to have me fall completely in love with you and bring me here to just humiliate me? Is this what you do Viktor Krum?" She clenched her jaw hard as she could she knew if she released it the tears watering her eyes would fall. The last thing she wanted was for Viktor to see her cry. Little did she know what he was thinking.

Oh Mina... what have you done Krum? She is beautiful and amazing and you hurt her! Fool!

"Mina-- Mina I had no such vish or agenda! Vhy vould you even think that?"

"What was your agenda then Viktor? Please, enlighten me because I already feel like a daft first year in your presence." She replied coldly picking her head up and turning to face the man in question. Viktor wanted to yell but knew that if he did his love would grab her belongings and walk right out of the room. He took a breath and looked to her honey brown hair that seemed lighter in the evening than the afternoon but lightest in the morning.

"Vhen I first saw you at Hogvarts I could not help vut stare Mina." He stopped himself thinking over his words and trying to find a reaction within Hermione's face. "Vould you mind if I spoke Bulgarian? I cannot say everything I vish in English."

She simply nodded and crossed her arms.

"Mina, you have been the most amazing woman I have laid eyes on since the day in the Great Hall. When Durmstrang was called and my friends and I sat next to the snakes I could not help but want to move across the aisle and sit with you and the red-head."