Viktor Krum

As soon as I got home, I headed to the bathroom to step in the shower. Before I reached the bathroom, I heard a faint knock on my window. It sounded like a beak, so I figured it might be an owl. I went to the window and sure enough there was an owl there with a letter in its beak addressed to me. I opened the window and took the letter. I watched the owl fly away before I shut the window back. I stared at the letter. I never got personal mail. I had no family or loved ones to get mail from anymore. It had been just me for years now.

I sat down on the couch and ran my fingers across the handwritten script on the back of the letter. It had my name and address on it. I looked up to the left-hand corner and all that was there was a return address and no name. For a few seconds I debated on not opening it. It probably wasn't anything important anyway. Then as if I couldn't control my legs I got up and went to the desk to dig out my letter opener. I ran the letter opener across the letter and soon realized this letter was not magical. Now I was really intrigued as I pulled the letter from the envelope.

Mr. Viktor Krum,

You don't know me, but my name is Beatrix Granger. You know my mother Hermione very well though. In fact you knew her the summer before I was born, and I think you may be my father…I know that is a lot to take in since I'm sure it has been a long time since you have seen my mother. I would like to invite you to my wedding and we can get to know each other. I have enclosed an invitation for you and would love for you to be there.

Beatrix Granger

She was right it had been twenty years since I had last seen Hermione Granger. She was the only girl I had ever loved. I had loved her since I was eighteen. There had been many other girls who had shared my bed over the past twenty years, but none had ever touched me the way Hermione did. She was the one for me and I had let her go that night thinking otherwise. I had just assumed so knew how I felt and was sure she didn't feel the same so way. I hadn't gone after her that night twenty years ago when we crossed paths again, and to this day I had regretted it.

Twenty years ago…

"Hey Viktor," I heard from the door way of my tent. I would know that voice anywhere. It had been a while since I had seen her. I guess the last time I saw her was at Bill Weasley's wedding. At that time she had been into another Weasley and I had want to rekindle an old flame. I thought of her often and wondered where she was over the years. I had though after the war she married Weasley and maybe they had a kid now, maybe a few. I never expected her to show up on my doorstep after a quidditch game. She was so beautiful even though her hair was shorter now. I knew she regularly came to see her friend Ginny play and I had been to a few of her games too. I had never had the privilege of seeing Hermione there.

I was standing there in only a towel when she came into my tent. She stood there and looked me up and down as she wet her lips like she was nervous. I didn't move because I was afraid if I did she would turn around and run. I had planned to go to the club with Lev and Alexei, but I had more important things in my living room right now. Hermione was so much more than the warm body I had planned on finding at the club tonight and I wasn't letting her leave tonight.

I walked towards her and she didn't move. Once I stood in front of her she reached out and touched my chest. I shivered a little as her finger lightly touched my tattoos. She ran her hands down my arm muscles and she bit her bottom lip with her teeth. I hoped that met she liked what she saw. I was no longer that eighteen-year-old boy she knew during my time at Hogwarts and the Triwizard cup. I had grown up a lot. But so had she. I knew the war had changed her as it had all of us. A lot of people lost innocence and loved ones during that dark time.

I wanted to touch her too, so I ran my hand up her leg. Once I reached her bottom I pulled her closer to me. She whimpered, and I bent down to kiss her. it was a long slow kiss. The kiss was so unlike any kiss we had shared at Hogwarts. Those were just innocent kisses of two teenagers. This kiss made me feel things I had thought I would never feel.

As she kissed me she put her hands on my chest and pushed me backwards. I went willingly and only stopped when the backs on my legs hit the couch. She broke the kiss and pushed me down on the couch. She was in complete control and I never let any woman have complete control the way I was willing to give it to Hermione. I reached down and pulled the towel out from underneath me. Her eyes followed it as I threw it on the floor at her feet. Then she turned her eyes to me. The lust in her eyes I knew mirrored mine as our eyes locked together.

Then she did something I never anticipated. She slid her knickers down her legs and they landed on the floor next to my towel. I watched her as she walked towards me. She straddled me on the couch. I grabbed my cock as she slid down on it causing us both to moan. She rolled her hips and put her hands on my shoulders. I reached under her dress and put my hands on her hips to help her move and she threw my head back.

"Do you like riding me baby?" he asked, as I leaned back and put my hands on his knees. My accent was even thinker when I was turned on and I wasn't sure she could understand me. I could tell by the way she rode me I wasn't her first, but I also knew she didn't have the experience that I did when it came to sex.

"Yes, Viktor, right there" I answered.

I moved faster as I met her thrust. I tightened my grip on her hips as my hips were came off the couch. I started to rub her sensitive spot with my finger which made her ride me harder.

"God Hermione inside you is the only place I want to be. You feel so good."

I wasn't sure if she loved the dirty talk. Ost girls found my accent very sexy and wanted me to talk to them. I would have to make it a point to ask her later. Right now, though wasn't the time the only thing she could do was say my name over and over as she came hard.

"That's it baby show me how much you like it. I like to see you come apart in my arms," I said. Then I released inside her as I said her name.

We sat there on the couch like that with me still inside her. Neither of us moved as we tried to catch our breath. I panicked for a minute when I realized I had forgotten to use a protection spell. I was never careless when it came to that. Why had I been with her. her demeanor changed the minute she saw the panic on my face. I had lost her. she had taken my panic the wrong way.

She scrambled off me so quick I was unable to grabbed her and make her stay. She ran for the door and I got up as quick as I could and gabbed my towel. I wrapped it around my waist as fast as I could and ran for the door. But I was too late she had already apparated away.

Present Day…

I looked at the wedding invite and saw it was at a bed and breakfast in muggle London two days from now. I made plans to attend. I had to see Hermione again and I had to know if Beatrix was really my daughter.

A/N: There we have how she was with Viktor and what he thinks of the letter. I will go back to how she was with all three guys when they receive their letters. Leave reviews and tell me what you think so far. Make sure to stop by my profile page and vote on the poll to see who Hermione ends up with. Who do you choose? Any guesses who Beatrix's fiancée is? It's someone you know from the Harry Potter world.