A/N: I don't own any right to Harry Potter! The characters are not my genius, just the plot . I hope you like it.

Ginny walked happily through Diagon Alley, she headed towards her favorite café shop that was a few shops down from George and Fred's…well now just Georges's joke shop. She walked into a very cozy café, there was a fire going that warmed the whole place up on this cold winter day. By the fire, there was a couch with two armchairs on either ends of it and a coffee table in the middle. On the other side of the café there were a few tables that sat next to the window.

"Hiya Thomas." Ginny called out when she walked up to the counter; and older man turned around and beamed at her presents.

"Well, hello there Ginny!" He smiled. "The usual today?" He asked.

"Of course." Ginny nodded her head and headed towards her favorite armchair. She placed her bag down next to her and took out her laptop. She started typing away at her new article for her boss. She already graduated from Hogwarts and was now a journalist at the Daily Prophet after she exposed that no good Rita Skeeter to be a fake and a lair. She took up her column for a while until she proved to her boss that she could write for sports. After months of doing articles about boring sports she was about to write exclusively for quidditch. She was just at a quidditch game last night and she wanted to get her ideas down before they ran away form her. 'Viktor Krum wins it for Bulgaria' Ginny wrote. Before she went to the game she begged Hermione to give her Viktor's number so she could set up an interview with him. Hermione finally gave it to her reluctantly. Ginny saw the jealousy or envy erupting from Harry's eyes as Hermione handed Ginny his number, but Ginny didn't care that boat sailed a long time ago. Harry had his chance with her and he blew it, twice. The day before the match Ginny called Viktor and hoped that this was still his number. When he answered Ginny explained who she was and he remembered her immediately and he sound oddly happy to hear from her. They set up a meeting for her to interview him, it was right after the match. Ginny blushed as she remembered last night.

[Flashback]

"Hello Viktor it's nice to see you again." Ginny grinned as he came in for a hug and kissed both of her cheeks.

"Ov course! It's alvays a pleasure Jinny." Viktor smiled as they sat on a bench in the mens locker room. He was still sweaty from the match and Ginny couldn't help herself watch the beads of sweat slowly making their way down his chiseled abs. "vats the mattrd?" Viktor asked snapping Ginny out of her trance.

"What? Oh nothing." She smiled. "So another big win for your team." She beamed and got her quill ready.

"Yes, it vas harder then it looked." Viktor chuckled as he ran his hand through his dap hair.

"As a former quidditch player myself I totally understand." She nodded her head. "Some people think that you might be getting too much acknowledgement what do you say to people like that?" Ginny asked.

"Oh those people don't knov vat they are talking about." Viktor threw his hands in the air and smiled. "My team members knov that it takes a team to vin and vith out them I'd be nothing." He explained.

"Very well said." Ginny nodded and made a few notes. "And what about the rumors of Ireland's team cheat? What do you say about that?" She asked.

"No vay! They are great players and they wouldn't cheat at all." Viktor flashed her a charming smile. "And Jinny I didn't knov that you played quidditch." He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh yes at Hogwarts I was a Chaser on Gryffindor's Quidditch team." Ginny beamed. She missed playing real quidditch, sure she Ron and Harry would play ever once in a while but that wasn't enough for a real team and to be up that high on a broom would be amazing. Having the wind in her hair and the small of the clouds, they smelt just like rain. If she ever went that high back at the Burrow her mother would flip and now that she lives in the wizard world part of London there isn't enough room for her to fly anymore, plus it was faster just to use floo powder.

"Ello! Jinny! Ello!" Viktor said waving his hand in front of her face.

"What? Oh I'm sorry Viktor." She laughed at herself. "I was just thinking about playing quidditch again and flying." She explained.

"Oh you don't do it anymore?" He asked a little disappointed.

"Not as much as I would like. I mean I play a little with my brother Ron and Harry. But nothing major." She shrugged.

"Maybe vhile I am still in tovn I can take you vlying?" He suggested and winked at her. Wait! Did Viktor Krum just wink at her? No it must have been just a little friendly wink. Ginny thought to herself. Since when are their friendly winks? Ginny's other half of her brain yelled. True. Ginny pondered.

"And how about your love life? My female readers would love to know." Ginny grinned. If he did wink at her more then just friendly then he would flirt with this question. Ginny thought to herself.

"Vell you can tell your readers that there isn't a special someone in my lifve…yet." He said with another wink and flashed his charming smile. Ok no that one was not a friendly wink or smile at all! Ginny told herself.

"That will please them to know." Ginny flashed a charming smile herself and crossed her legs. She watched as Viktor's eyes followed her leg lift up and back down, his eyes went back up to hers and smiled widely and she smiled in return. "When you said yet? Does that mean that you are looking for Mrs. Right?" Ginny asked a little seductively. She always thought of Viktor as the hot athletic type but she never thought that she would actually have a chance with him. He was all over Hermione while he was at Hogwarts for the Tri Wizards Tournament.

"I vouldn't say Mrs. Right, I mean I'm young! I hafe my hole lifve to look forvard to." He laughed. "But Mrs. right nov vouldn't be bad." He smiled and place his hand on Ginny's knee.

"Hmmm." Ginny almost made it sound like a moan as she took some more notes and acted like she didn't feel his hand on her knee. "And what exactly is your type if you don't mind me asking." Ginny asked without looking up from her parchment and quill. "Ovv that record?" He asked.

"Off the record." Ginny nodded still not looking up.

"Vell, young sexy journalist can do the trick." He purred. That's when Ginny looked up and Viktor looked like he was about to pounce on her right there. His hand slid down her knee and followed her leg up to her upper thigh. He lend in with his arm and they were only inches away from each other. "Vell Jinny vat is your type?" He smirked flirting with the bottom on her panties.

"Hmmm, let me see I have many different types of men that I like." She flirted putting down her parchment and quill.

"Really?" He raised one of his eyebrows.

"Yes, I like the quiet bookworm, the arrogant assholes, the sweet best friend type." She listed off. "And of course the rough athletes." She whispered as she lend into his ear all while making sure that her full breast brushed up against his arm as she did. Ginny lend back and Viktor took her lips and pulled her into his sweaty strong body.

[End of flashback]

A waitress who brought her strawberry scone and Earl Grey tea that shook Ginny out of her memory. "Thank you." Ginny smiled as the girl place them down on the table in front of her. Ginny shook her head again of her thoughts of Viktor, she knew that it wasn't going to turn into some kind of a relationship but she loved to think about his strong body holding her up against the wall of the locker room. Or the way that his tongue danced with hers and played with her nipples. And the way that told her what to do, she loved it. Ginny was getting wet just by thinking about it again; Viktor wasn't her first, Harry was. They had had what Ginny thought to be rough sex but after they broke up the second time and she was thrown into the arms of a very unexpected person. That's when she learned what real rough sex was and Viktor was up there, it wasn't the roughest but it came as a close second. She had to shake herself out of it again just so she could get back to work, she had to get a rough draft to her boss by tomorrow and he would be pissed if it was late. She picked up her scone and took a bite, she placed it back on the plate and picked up her tea and slowly sipped at it. For the rest of the morning Ginny was working, she only got up once to use the restroom and to order another tea and scone. By 1 O'clock she was done. She had proof read it and e-mailed it to her boss. She closed her laptop and put her notes back into her bag. She stretched within her chair and when she opened her eyes from her stretch she saw a familiar smirk looking back at her.

A/N: Ok this was my first Harry Potter fic and don't worry it'll get to be a Draco/Ginny fic in the next chapter I just wanted to throw a little Viktor action in there. I hope you like it and please R/R