A Bulgarian Romance

A/N: Hello guys! I have become obsessed with Viktor Krum. I love his accent. I will do my best to portray it! So therefore I have to right a story about him and Hermione. Takes place along with GoF :D Enjoy!

Disclaimer: -glares at lawyers- I do NOT own HP or….Viktor Krum ;(

Hermione had just gotten to the Weasley burrow early in the morning and Ginny was already up to greet Hermione at the door after a few minutes of idle chit-chat Ginny excused herself to get dressed.

"Hermione dear! Could you do me a favor? Wake the boys up, their going to be late!" Molly Weasley asked her from inside the kitchen.

Hermione quickly agreed and began to walk up the many flights of stairs to Ron's room. She opened the door and walked over to Harry, who was tossing in his bed.

"Harry! Harry! Wake up!" Hermione yelled and shook him. His eyes opened and he immediately touched his scar. "Bad dream" He muttered.

Hermione got up and walked over to Ron. She repeated the same action as she did with Harry.

"Bloody hell..." He said and pulled the covers up to his neck.

Hermione rolled her eyes and said "Its time to get up. Don't go back to sleep. Ron come on!" She yelled as he tried to close his eyes.

After grumbling from both of them they finally got up and got dressed and descended the long staircase to the living room. There everyone was waiting for them. As the family, excluding Molly, left the burrow she wondered where they were going. They entered a wooded area when a loud voice rang out.

"Arthur!" A man laughed and walked over to them.

"Hello friend! Sorry were late, some of us had a slow start!" He looked at Harry and Ron.

Hermione and Ginny's eyes widened when a boy dropped out of a tree above them and landed neatly in front of them.

'Oh lord, he's beautiful!' Hermione and Ginny whispered to each other.

"This is my boy, Cedric."

"Hellooo Cedric.." Ginny smiled and batted her eyelashes at him. Hermione turned red and quietly said hello. She shot Ginny a glare and they both kept walking behind the group.

They walked up a steep hill and surrounded an old looking boot.

"Why are we surrounding a mankey old boot?" Harry asked.

"It's not just a mankey old boot, it's a portkey!" Fred and George explained.

They all touched the boot and were hurled into a spiral.

"Let go kids!" Hermione heard someone say.

"What?" She yelled back. She saw Ron let go and then Harry then she let go.

"Oof.." She rubbed her sore bottom from landing on it. She looked up to see Cedric floating down and rolled her eyes. 'Lucky.' She thought.

"Welcome to the Quiddich world cup!" Arthur said. They made there way over a small looking tent and everyone went inside. The inside was huge with bunks for the girls, boys, and adults.

"I love magic..." Harry said laughing and quickly unpacked his things.

After a small run in with the Malfoy's they had finally gotten up to their seats and sat down. Hermione, Fred and George were going for the Irish, while Arthur, Ginny, Harry and Ron were for the Bulgarians. Hermione stood up and clapped and cheered when the Irish came out and laughed at there dancing Leprechaun.

"Here come the Bulgarians!" Someone yelled.

Hermione looked up just in time to see the leprechaun disappear into red sparks as the Bulgarians flew around the field.

"Who is that?" Hermione asked as one man did a flip on his broomstick.

"That's Viktor Krum! Best Seeker in the world!" Ron looked like he was in love. The Minister of magic said a small speech and then commenced the game.

The Bulgarians were leading 10-0 when Viktor Krum stopped right in front of their seats. His eyes darted around for the golden snitch. He looked to the left to see a petite girl looking at him curiously. She didn't look bad at all, quite beautiful actually. He gave her a small head nod and her eyes widened and she covered her mouth. He looked slightly confused.

"Vhat?" He whispered, as if she could hear.

"Look out!" She gasped. He turned quickly to see a bludger heading right for him. He pulled up quickly and dodged the offensive ball. He looked back at the girl for a second to see her breathe in relief. He shook his head. 'Get your head into the game.' He told himself. A yellow spot in his vision caught his eye and he raced after the golden snitch. Almost catching it when the Irish hit the score limit, gaining victory. Viktor frowned. He was not happy that they lost. Not at all.

Back at the tent they were all celebrating when they heard screams. They brushed it off as the Irish fans celebrating. Arthur ran back into the tent.

"We need to get to the portkey, stick together its not safe."

They exited the tent and heard screams of deatheaters and such. Hermione was running to get away when she saw a lot of men in red running the opposite way she was. One of them was Viktor Krum. He had his wand out and looked unhappy. His eyes locked onto hers as they passed. A slight nod in her direction and he was gone.

After the deatheaters ruined the field and tents Hermione and Ron went to search for Harry. He was visibly shaken up and pale. He told the Minister of magic that he saw a man who released the dark mark into the air. They quickly made there way to the portkey and were back at the burrow, they needed rest; for tomorrow was the day they board the train to Hogwarts.

The next morning went by fast for the trio, before they knew it they were on the train. Hermione was happy they were going back to Hogwarts, she missed it.

"Anything from the trolley dears?" The woman asked.

"Could I get a licorice wand please?" Ron paid her and started eating his licorice.

"Um... two Pumpkin pasties please?" A timid voice said. Harry looked over and starred at the girl.

"Hello Harry." Cho smiled.

"Hi... Cho." Harry messed with his glasses.

"See you later." She said and walked away with her pumpkin pasties.

Harry sat back down in his seat and closed his eyes. Hoping Hogwarts would get there soon.

Hermione stepped off the train and smiled, she was finally home. They walked into the great hall where Dumbledore was waiting.

"Welcome back to Hogwarts, and to you that are new, Welcome!" Everyone cheered.

"Now, this year we will be hosting a very important event, The Triwizard tournament!" When the gasps quieted down he continued "We have the Beauxbatons and their headmistress, Olympe Maxime." Girls in blue dresses and hats gracefully sighed as they walked in. They picked there pace to a small run as small blue flowers radiated around them. Behind them walked there headmistress, a tall broad lady with a chocolate brown bob cut and a long reddish purple robe with feathered cuffs and collar.

"Also, we are very lucky to have Durmstrang wizarding school here also to compete in the Triwizard tournament." Dumbledore's voice rang out.

Large men plowed through the doors holding staff's and spinning them fiercely. They walked single file in two lines until it came to their headmaster, Igor Kakoroff along beside him was a large man with a large fur lined trench coat (long coat thingie, you get it.) Hermione looked at him, then it clicked, He was Viktor Krum!

When he walked by, most of the girls gasped and giggled at him. He scowled. He looked around and saw the same bushy headed girl from the world cup. He decided to ignore her for a moment and keep walking.

Hermione watched as they sat down at the Slytherin table and turned to listen to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore raised his wand to the golden statue and waved it. The statue looked like it was melting away as the goblet of fire came into view.

"This year for your own protection you must be seventeen to put your name into the goblet of fire." The minister of magic said. A loud uproar of "that's rubbish" and "boo" erupted in the great hall.

"Scilence!" Dumbledore yelled. "To put your name into the Goblet, all you must do is write your name on a piece of parchment and throw it into the fire." Dumbledore explained.

"Your name must be in the goblet before this hour on Thursday." With that he dismissed them to there rooms.

"Hey Mione' what's with the looks from Mr. tall, dark, and Bulgarian?" Ginny asked curiously as they walked back to the common room.

Ron scowled. He wanted to know also, but at the same time he didn't want to know. Hermione and Ginny continued talking about girly things. A voice interrupted there chit-chat.

"Excuse me." A deep masculine voice rand in her ears.

She turned and looked at the man. 'He's so tall, taller than I thought.' Hermione thought.

" My name is Victor Krum, I never got chance to thank you vor looking out at the Quiddich game." Hermione blinked.

"I know who you are. You don't have to thank me. It was no big deal." She replied looking at his facial features. He was quite handsome she would have to admit.

"It is a Vig deal to me. Vhat is vour name?" He questioned

"Hermione." She replied quickly.

Ron frowned. He didn't like that Viktor Krum was being so nice her Hermione. He liked Viktor and all but he needed to back off, Hermione was his.

"Her-mo-ninny… I vill vork on that." He muttered to himself. He bowed and kissed the back of her hand " Thank you Her-mo-ninny vor vatching out vor me."

Hermione gasped as he kissed her hand. He was so…so gentleman like. "Your welcome Viktor" He stood up. "I vill see you later Her-mo-ninny, Da?" He waited for her nod and then turned on his heel and walked away

Ron grabbed her arm. "What was that about?" He yelled. Hermione snatched her arm away from him.

"Ronald I am allowed to talk and do whatever I want I do not have to answer to you, I am a woman and you do not own me." She yelled back at him. She turned and walked away from them, angry tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

"I'm going to the library, to be alone." She said and walked away from her friends.

"Good job Ron, you upset her!" Ginny yelled at her brother and slapped him and the arm hard. He glared at Hermione's back and stormed up the stairs.

"I don't care, let her get hurt by that pumpkin head."

"An hour ago you wanted his autograph." Harry pointed out. Ron glared at him and slammed the door to the bedrooms.

Hermione sighed as she got to the library. She felt safe here, like nothing can touch her, or hurt her. She grabbed her favorite book "Hogwarts: A History" and sat in her favorite corner. She started to read but couldn't concentrate, she was too upset. She whipped away the angry tears and closed the book loudly.

"Vhat is the matter?" A familiar voice asked.

She looked up and saw Viktor standing in front of her.

"Oh, Viktor. Its nothing do not worry about it." She sighed.

Viktor shook his head. "Vhere I come from voman is supposed to stand up vor self."

Hermione sighed. "I'm not good at that… I mean my relationship with Ron is weird, one day he will like me and the other he snog's some third year. I don't understand. Im sorry, why am I telling you these things."

"Man not supposed to hurt voman." Viktor said. He walked away from Hermione. " I vill take care of problem, da?" He said from over his shoulder.

He was out of the library before Hermione could reply.

A/N: Okay! LONNGGG chapter. Sorry I know im going reallllyy fast but I wanted to get to the good parts! Review!