Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Harry Potter, only the ones I have created.
Bulgarian Blunders
By, Rogue Wingweaver
I wrote this story because I hate that people always put Hermione with Ron together, it is too obvious . I decided to bring the connection between Viktor Krum and Hermione in the fourth book out and play around with it. I hope you like it.
Chapter 1
Leaving Security
"But why?" Shouted Ron
"Why do you want to spend the whole summer with that guy?"
"Because he is a good friend of hers, Ron." Ginny explained.
"Thank you Ginny, but I don't think Ron will accept any explanation." Hermione said as she was finishing up her packing
Hermione had accepted Viktor Krum's invitation to come and visit him in Bulgaria. Her fifth year at Hogwarts had been a trying one. She wanted to tell Harry goodbye but there wasn't time. Why did Ron have to have so much free time to "Help" her? When she closed her trunk she turned to Ginny and gave her a hug.
"Thank you for all your help and support." Hermione said
Then she looked at Ron. She had a feeling why he was making such a big deal about this situation. No, she knew he felt something for her and she couldn't return these feelings. Contrary to what she knew others thought, she didn't see any future with him. They were kept together because of their ties with Harry.
"Goodbye Ron." Hermione said in a steady voice.
He had a sad face and didn't really respond until she was walking away.
"Goodbye Hermione, I hope you have a good time." He said, it was a struggle but he meant it. Deep down he wanted her to be happy. It wasn't that he wanted her to be with him or was it. He was very confused but didn't want to think about it right now.
Hermione left the room and went down to the waiting carriages. If you didn't know her, you would see her calm face and think that there was nothing wrong but inside she was scared to death. She had never been to Bulgaria. What was Viktor's family going to be like? One thing she took comfort in is that she would have no trouble with the language. When she had met Viktor last fall, immediately she had started studying Bulgarian. She had not told anyone for fear they would tease her about it.
As the train left the station she felt sadness. She was excited to be going somewhere new but she was going to miss everyone. As she stared out the window as the green hills and trees flew past she wondered what Viktor was doing right now. Had he changed since she saw him last? She hoped not. She still had the same feelings for him that they had discussed last year but did he?
"Father, are you sure everything is ready for her?" A worried Viktor asked.
"Yes, your mother has taken care of everything."
"You should relax, its only a girl."
"Why are you so worried, is she that important?" His father said, feeling quite annoyed.
"I'm sorry father, but I want everything to be perfect."
Viktor had been ecstatic when Hermione had sent him an owl to ask if the over to visit him was still good and if so, she wanted to come this summer. He had replied with a yes so quickly that he feared he might have seemed too anxious. He couldn't help himself. Memories of the Yule Ball and being with her kept the feelings alive inside him. How was he going to act when he saw her, he wondered. Would everything be the way they left it a year ago? He hoped so. To stop all the questions in his head, he went out to ride his broom for a while.
When the train arrived in Sofia, Bulgaria, the weather was dry and hot. Hermione stepped onto the platform and look around. A man walked up to her and said,
"You must be Miss Granger, the young master described you exactly."
"Please follow me and we will go and get your trunk." He said in a mannerly fashion.
She went with him and before long they were on their way and drove up in front of one of the largest houses Hermione had ever seen. She had no idea how well off the Krum family was. She suddenly became very nervous and scared. Then she saw him. Before most would never call him hansom but now he looked different. He had matured and was now a man. Hermione felt very small and ugly.
"Hermione." He called.
She was surprised, he said her name with out any mistakes now.
"Hello Viktor." She called back.
He walked up to her and put his hand on the small of her back. He lead her up the steps and through the front door. He yelled orders to the servants and then looked at her and smiled.
"I am so pleased you have come, Hermione." He said in a soft accent, much different from last year.
She could tell he had been practicing his English. Maybe things would work out after all.
Hermione hoped so.