Chapter 1: Dirty Little Secret
When I was offered a trip to Bulgaria with Viktor, I had jumped for joy. A month with my boyfriend in a foreign country with long walks and romantic dinners. What else would I think about? Getting some? Nope not me: the virgin angel of Gryffindor. But Viktor hadn't agreed to my wishes of the perfect summer and instead followed his, which included deflowering me of my precious virtue. Now I've been cooped up in the hotel room while he goes out with friends.
It's not like I don't try to get out. Don't get me wrong, I don't like it here. The scenery may be nice outside but it's dull inside. Krum is a lot more than duck feet and a quick broom though. He's figured out a way so that I can't apparate, even if it is illegally. I haven't been able to use any magic either. He took my wand. That prissy little bastard took my wand. I've sworn that once I get it back, I' m gonna shove his up his arse until it comes out his damn nose. Now, this may not be the Hermione you're used to I understand that. But MERLIN! I'm being held against my will! How do you think I'm gonna act like? At least I have my TV shows and room service.
"I'll be there for you…" I sang along as I watched the show 'Friends' on my TV Harry's birthday! I scrambled to the stationary on Viktor's desk to get my planner
"July….July….Gasp its tomorrow! Gotta send him something….He can help me outta this. And Ron…" I got down to work at Harry's letter. It wasn't as cheerful as my usual optimistic letters. Of course, did you think it'll be all peaches and whip cream? I let in my problem of captivity secretly and wished him a happy birthday. Maybe I could sneak over there… I can't though. Viktor's sealed off the walls so I can't apparate. Gotta remember this stuff Hermione. Don't be stupid. And he reads all my letters so I'm using a method I taught Harry about sending secret codes to each other. Bold the first letter of each sentence and they spell out a sentence.
Dear Harry,
I was thinking of going over to you for your birthday.
Needless to say, I can't go because of Viktor
Either way, I want to wish you a happy birthday,
Even if I can't be there.
Despite that, maybe you can get away from the Dursleys.
Hey, get over to the Weasleys if you could. Molly'll love that.
Even get over here too. That will be great.
Listen, I'm sorry I can't send anything right now but…
Please be patient Harry. I'll get you something before school starts
Cross my Prefect badge and hope to get demoted!
Of course that won't ever happen but you know what I mean.
Maybe my Head Boy this year is Gryffindor…please oh please…
Even if he isn't, you know my common room is always ready.
Happy birthday Harry!
Love, Hermione
There, it was done. Not that hard except for the beginning words. Well, at least all my calm thoughts were on paper but my mind was still jumbled. I wrote a simple letter to Ron telling him to remember Harry's birthday and that I'd see him soon…I hope. Would Viktor come before I could send this? Probably not. That man doesn't know what time it is until he himself uses a sundial. I had to get a crazy one huh? Rich, famous and crazy. That's all Hermione Granger looks for in a man. Besides…
"He'd be too drunk to ask for anything but the bed." I muttered before I heard voices outside. I tiptoed to the door and leaned my ear against the door. Oooo I'm eavesdropping…. Naughty, naughty Hermione! Oh bite me. Like I have anything else to do in my spare time now.
"Yeah Draco knows Hermione. They're in school together. But, they generally hate each other." I hear Viktor slightly slurred speech; he can actually still sound proper while having vodka down his throat, talented. And why is he talking about Malfoy? Maybe he's found a new toy for himself. No, even I can't wish to torture Malfoy like that, no matter how much of a jackass he is.
"So, will he mind the initiation?" asked a not at all drunk Jason; he's a chaser and one of the few purebloods on the team that are nice to me. Jason's really cool though. Doesn't drink a lot. Never has a girl up in his hotel room and a real gentleman. Honestly, I would go to Jason in a heartbeat.
"No. He wants this team more then sex. He'll do whatever we tell him." Since this is going to be a while let me send the letters to the guys. Get over here, you damn birdie. I returned to the door and heard them still discussing Malfoy. Honestly are they in love with the little blond ferret? I mean is Krum in love with the little blond ferret? No way in hell is Jason not straight. I will hang myself in the closet if he is.
"Even if he has to sleep with her and then report to the Dark Lord? You know how he is with purity before entering. He hated it when we weren't and I'm not even a death eater like you." Jason's seen Voldemort! And Krum's a death eater? Lovely… I told you Rich, famous and a crazy mother- let me not go there. Ah, Shamrock! I pick crazy people for relationships! This is not good for my parents… hopefully Krum doesn't have a record. Or maybe that'd be a good thing. I can be ordered not to see him again and I can get a restraining order. Perfect…. Oh Merlin, I'm thinking like a Slytherin…shudder
"Don't worry about it. I think Draco's going to have to do something else."
"Like?" Details Jason. Make Krum tell you details dammit! Oh I need to get out more if I'm this foul mouthed
"Kill the minister's assistant, Percy Weasley. He's never liked him anyway. Then he can do Hermione." You do not talk about me as if I am an 'it' and think I will not send a hex up your arse and around the corner. I think I've been drinking as much as he has if I'm this foul mouthed
"You don't care about her do you? I wouldn't talk about her like that even if she is a mudblood. She's intelligent and beautiful," he always was flattering "I mean…if she wasn't yours, I would definitely date her."
Thank you Jason, same here. If my boyfriend wasn't a crazy narcissistic egomaniac!
"Then have her when I'm done," that jerk… "I'm engaged Jason, remember that. She's merely my concubine. Besides, would you really miss out on Pansy Parkinson, a pureblood, for this cheap excuse of a witch?" he is lucky he took my wand away from me. And honestly, you rather have pug nose then me!
"Man…Viktor that's not-" Jason sounded hurt that he said that about me
"Fair? Honestly Jason, I would think you were a Gryffindor in her school by the way you talk." He turned the knob and I raced to the window. Out of the corner of my eye, Jason looked into the room at me with sad eyes and Viktor left the door open, forgotten.