Title: Only A Day: Chapter Two
Author: WhyIsARavenLikeAWritingDesk
Universe: Harry Potter
Rating: K+ - T
Characters: Viktor/OC
Disclaimers: I do not own Harry Potter or Viktor Krum or anything to do with that world. I also do not own any of the Edgar Allen Poe poetry seen here, but some poetry will be original.
Summary: Nobody knows that Viktor Krum, the greatest Seeker in the world, the pride of Durmstrang School, is actually a closet poet. The only person aware of this, his pen pal of five years, doesn't actually know who he is. She only knows him as Viktor.
August 12th
Viktor,
I'm still sorry that we could not meet at the Quidditch World Cup. It would have been interesting to meet you in such a setting. Everything has been squared away with my grandfather's business, and I thank you greatly for the support you showed me in my time of need. I'll be continuing at Hogwarts in September so my letters might be slow coming through those weeks, but please don't think it is because I do not wish to respond.
When the time does come that we meet, and I've though a bit about this, I decided to for warn you that I am not as eloquent in person as I am in my letters. I think this is mostly because I would be laughed at for speaking in such a way, and if I try for anything at school it is to be as invisible as possible. Sometimes I imagine that the person I am to you is someone altogether different from how the other students see me. I only hope that once we really do meet face to face, you will not be disappointed.
Charlotte Adele Wright
August 15th
Charlotte Adele,
You could never be any less than beautiful to me. Whether your mind is hidden within a shell or not, it is of no consequence. When we first began to write to each other, it was by accident, remember? You did not know who I was and I did not know who you were. But that changed. I have every letter you have ever written to me, and even as I look back I see nothing but the thoughts and wishes and works of a mind deeper than the ones that surround me.
Your expression of worry towards our future meeting have made my own surface. I do not know how you have pictures me, if you have done so at all, and I do not know what you expect, but I fear I will not live up to those expectations. When we do meet, I suspect you may like to do so for the first time in private, and I would agree. If I do disappoint you, I would not like to do so in the presence of others.
Viktor
Imitation
A dark unfathomed tide
Of interminable pride -
A mystery, and a dream,
Should my early life seem;
I say that dream was fraught
With a wild and waking thought
Of beings that have been,
Which my spirit hath not seen,
Had I let them pass me by,
With a dreaming eye!
Let none of earth inherit
That vision of my spirit;
Those thoughts I would control,
As a spell upon his soul:
For that bright hope at last
And that light time have past,
And my worldly rest hath gone
With a sigh as it passed on:
I care not though it perish
With a thought I then did cherish.
August 23rd
Viktor,
I do remember the first time we wrote. I sent a letter with Deek, just a letter. I had written about all the wonderful and horrible things going on, just to write them down, and for some reason my stupid owl that I'm so fond of crossed Europe to bring it to you. You were so embarrassed. You sent me a reply, apologizing for reading what you thought was a secret, private letter. And I didn't know what to think. I had never read a so politely phrased letter. So I wrote you back, and that pattern continued. You know me and I know you.
I agree that meeting in private might be the best thing, for us both. When do you want to meet?
You don't have cause for worry unless you've been lying to me all these years. And when I say that, please don't think of it as a threat. Put yourself in my place: what would you do if I had forged everything I had ever said, or thought, or written ?
Charlotte Adele Wright
First Meeting
The first time we spoke
He looked right into my eyes
Never dropped his gaze
Much to my surprise.
His interest seemed real
And the time we spent was great
Being alone with him
Left me in a euphoric state.
His smile was so sexy
His laughter so free
His touch was like magic
But his eyes were what enchanted me.
Like windows to his soul
Such a beautiful brown
Looking in those eyes
A girl could drown.
If nothing else
I've got a new friend
But I hope that night
Was a beginning not an end.
(First Meeting by harleygirl519 at TheStarliteCafe .com )
August 29th
Charlotte,
My headmaster at Durmstrang has owled all of the eighth year students to inform us that Hogwarts will be hosting the Tri-Wizard Tournament this year and that Durmstrang has been invited. It seems we will be able to meet without much effort. We will arrive on October 31st, and it seems that your school will be holding a Halloween Ball the night we arrive. I know we agreed to meet in private, but what if we remained in costume?
Would you meet me at the Ball?
Viktor