"Ha ha," Viktor said sourly, "I did not even vant this,"
"Really?" Hermoine asked surprised at this revelation.
"More fame is ненужни," Viktor sighed, running his fingers through his hair.
"Unnecessary or needless, rather," Cassie translated for Hermoine.
"Sorry, I still not very good vit English," Krum flushed at the bushy-haired girl.
"Oh no, it's quite alright," Hermoine assured, placing a reassuring hand over his, squeezing it once. Viktor stared at her hand, his face almost passive and unreadable which made Hermoine awkwardly pull her hand back.
"I should get going," she bristled, standing up straight, grabbing her books and rushing out with a brief, "I'll see you both around,"
"изплаших ли я?" Viktor asked Cassie in a miserable tone when Hermoine was out of earshot.
(Translation: "Did I scare her?")
"не знам точно?" Cassie replied unsurely, watching the girl leave the library with great speed, face flushed, angrily tucking back her frizzy hair.
(Translation: "I don't know exactly?")
"тя има хубави ръце," Viktor mumbled softly, but loud enough for Cassie to hear, making her snort rather loudly.
(Translation: "She has nice hands,")
"тя има хубави ръце?" Cassie repeated, cupping her mouth as she tried to stop herself for laughing.
(Translation: "She has nice hands?")
"да! имам предвид, че са наистина меки, топли и удобни," Viktor trailed off, blood rushing into his cheeks, leaving scarlet splashes.
(Translation: "Yeah! I mean, they are really soft and warm, and comfortable,")
"Oh my god this is hilarious," Cassie laughed, digging her head into her arms as she leaned on the table, her body shaking furiously as she tried to be as quiet as possible.
"It is not funny," Viktor said crossly, his arms tucked within each other as he leaned against the chair, "Vy 're yew laffing?"
"Oh you sweet sweet man," Cassie grinned, patting Viktor's shoulder as she got up, "I needed that, thank you,"
"Vat vas so funny?" Viktor pressed on, still unable to understand Cassie's reaction.
"Viktor when was the last time you dated someone?"
"никога. Нямах време," Viktor replied truthfully.
(Translation: "Never. I haven't had the time,")
"Okay," Cassie nodded, understanding his plight, "When was the last time you spoke to a girl you liked?"
"никога. Нямах време," Viktor repeated, slowly understanding Cassie's reaction.
(Translation: "Never. I haven't had the time,")
"Merlin's balls," Cassie muttered to herself, smiling, "You're going to need all the help you can get,"
"Yay?" Viktor responded unsurely to her statement, making Cassie burst into another fit of laughter.
"Сега ме караш да се съмнявам в кариерата си, Каси. Чувствам, че трябваше да стана комик, а не търсач." Viktor mused as they sneaked out of the library, Cassie letting out another hearty laugh at his statement as they parted ways. Viktor couldn't help but smile at the girl's laughter. It surely was contagious.
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𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 | f. weasley
Fanfiction( the golden trio era ) the one in which the prankster finds his peace in the girl with secrets ❝She's the exception. She has and always will be; not because she's the most powerful witch of her age. It's because she is too unique to be like the...
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