um... HAHAHA. I'm bored and I thought I could write a fic about if Krum and Hermione had kept in contact. So this is a PRE Deathly Hallows fic.. :D. It's playing through what would have happened if Hermione was still 'with' Krum during the Deathly Hallows. ENJOY!

Please read.. . and then REVIEW. :D.

I was lying across Ginny's bed, looking out her window in a daze. The summer sun fell lightly through the window and the birds in the trees sang a beautiful song. The song seemed to be taunting me. The guy I loved was thousands of miles away.

"Hermione!" Ginny yelled from somewhere below. I heard her running up the stairs and then she threw something on my lap. "A letter from Krum.." She mused, beaming.

I tore it open and stared at his messy scrawl happily.

My Dearest Hermione,

Things are getting messier now.. The Death Eaters are taking over and I see your face everywhere I look. I worry about you constantly, knowing that you, my dear, will be a target. You know this too, Hermione, you know. Your brilliant. You know that your in danger and yet you do nothing to protect yourself. I can't help but wonder if you are about to embark on a journey with your friend Harry Potter. I could never ask you to chose between your friend and me, Hermione, but I am asking you to stay safe. When this is all over and done with we will be together. I promise, Hermione.

Well I'm guessing you will see me at the wedding but I'm not sure if you'll be coming. I hope to see you soon, though, if your going or not.

Love,

Victor

"Wow..." I mumbled, letting the paper slip from my fingers.

"What does it say?" Ginny asked me, sitting down on the edge of the bed and starting at the paper.

I picked the letter up and read it to her, the words falling from my lips quietly.

"Aw!" Ginny gushed, beaming up at me.

"Hermione!" Harry called from downstairs.

I stood up and pushed the hair from my face. "Could you hide that for me?"

She nodded. "The normal spot?"

"Yeah, thanks, Ginny." I mumbled and hurried from the room. I headed downstairs where Harry and Ron were sitting on the couch, side by side, frowning deeply.

"Hey." Ron said, suddenly standing up.

"Um.. hi?" I said, chuckling quietly. Ron frowned and sat down beside Harry again and Harry sighed.

"We're all packed." I announced, smiling weakly at them. "If we have to make a quick get away we'll be ready."

"That's good." Harry muttered, looking nervous.

"What's up with you two?" I asked them.

"Nothing." Ron said quickly.

I sat down beside Ron and turned to them. "You boys and your secrets!"

Harry chuckled darkly and Ron frowned again.

"So.. since you boys are acting mad I'm going back upstairs to get ready for the wedding." I said, standing up and laughing.

"Oh, yeah, the wedding." Harry said, chuckling. "I honestly forgot."

"Yeah, we should get ready, too." Ron said, standing up. I rolled my eyes and walked back upstairs.

"What was that about?" Ginny asked, looking up at me when I walked in.

"I have no idea." I muttered, plopping down on the bed.

"So, what are you wearing to the wedding?" She asked me, smiling.

"I don't know." I muttered, running my hands through my hair.

"I think you should wear the red one with the ruffles on the skirt... the one that comes down to your knees." She pulled the dress from the closet, holding it up to me.

"You think?" I asked, tentatively.

"Yeah. I do.. with this bag." She threw a little, beaded bag at me and I smiled at her.

"Yay." I muttered, laughing at something I couldn't identify.