Ok I haven't written anything in forever and a day but this idea just plopped into my brain and I had to write it out! I have spell-checked and edited this but I apologize if I missed any grammatical mistakes. This has probably already bee done before but anyways, this is a one-shot about the Yule Ball when Hermione and Viktor were dancing. Well please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its plots or characters and if I did then I would probably have my own jet and lotsa other things too.


Hermione sighed as she set her brush down; it had taken her hours to get her hair to stay put. Her nerves were on the fritz and had been all day. "I can't believe I'm going to the Yule Ball with Viktor Krum!!!" She thought to herself excitedly. He was so handsome and seemed nice enough. "I do feel bad about Ron though," She thought, "But he was so rude about everything!"

Hermione stood up and started to make her way to the Entrance Hall where she was going to meet Viktor, as she neared the bottom of the stairs her heart thumped faster. "There he is! He is so handsome!"

He moved his arm so she could grab hold of it.

"Good evening Hermy-own-niny. You look beautiful tonight." He had miss-pronounced her name but either way it sounded good when he said it in his thickly accented voice. Hermione smiled and took his arm. All eyes were on them as the champions and their dates walked in. Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly as she took notice to Ron who was standing off to the side.

Krum led her to the center floor and the music began. She felt giddy as he whirled her around on the floor. All the lights seemed to twinkle even more in the reflection of his chocolate colored eyes. The opening waltz ended but there were many other dances. She was having the best of times, being twirled about and making small talk during certain songs. As each song began the giddy feeling returned and Hermione was sad when Viktor broke away to get drinks.

Hermione walked over to where she saw Harry and Ron sitting. "Oh I'm so glad I finally to them tonight! I was afraid I wouldn't get to." But the following events ruined Hermione's night. She was so angry with Ron that she could barely even remember what he had said. "How dare him! Why does he have to ruin everything???" When Viktor returned she was nearly in tears.

"Vat is wrong Hermy-own-niny?" He inquired. "Did I do something wrong?"

Hermione looked up at him and smiled. "I'll try not to let Ron ruin tonight, it was going so well. I'll just get back at him later." "No, I'm fine now." She replied as she stood up and took her drink. Once again she danced with Viktor, though the giddiness wasn't quite as strong it was still faintly there. The night ended al too soon with the dying notes of the last dance. Viktor led Hermione out into the entrance hall where other couples were either walking to their common rooms together or kissing each other goodnight.

"I had a wonderful night tonight Viktor, Thank you." Hermione stated looking up at him. And indeed she had for the most part. Viktor smiled back at her and instead of replying he kissed her softly. "No thank you Hermione." He said softly. She stood there stunned as he walked away. Her fingertips slowly went up to touch her lips. "He kissed me!" She thought. "He kissed me and said my name right!"


There you have it folks, a lot of it was iffy and it is kinda short too but I hope you enjoyed it! Please review and leave constructive criticism. Lotsa lurv! Lutefa