Two days after their trip to the club, Harry and Viktor were going into Sofia, the capital of the country and where Viktor played quidditch. Harry was excited to see the quidditch pitch there and see where Viktor had spent so much of his life here.

They apparated first outside of the stadium. "My teammates are anxious to meet my beautiful fiancé and some of them will be meeting us here today."

Harry was surprised. "You didn't tell me that I would get to meet some of your teammates, Vik. I thought you guys were all on leave for a few more days."

Viktor kissed him. "I really am the only one on the team who doesn't live in Bulgaria all year around and many of them live in Sofia. It wasn't too hard to arrange."

Harry was actually quite touched his fiancé would go to the trouble of getting his team together to meet him knowing that most of his team mates would be trying to enjoy their ten days off before they faced the semi finals of the world cup this year.

Viktor walked him towards the dressing rooms. "My team won't be practicing though. They said that they were worried you might be a spy for the UK."

Harry looked at him surprised. "Really? I mean I know I play with two, well three counting a reservist, of the national team but I would never spy."

Viktor laughed and pulled him into a kiss. "I promise I was just joking. If they seriously thought you might spy on them, they would not let you near here."

Harry elbowed his fiancé in the ribs and happily accompanied him into the dressing rooms where they found three of his teammates. He could tell from years of playing, which positions they would have played on the team and Viktor smiled as he confirmed Harry had been correct on all three.

Boris Ivanova was one of the chasers for the team. "So you are the young man who stole our captain's heart when he went to the tournament in Scotland?"

Harry smiled. "I personally think that your captain stole my heart and ran away with it. But I am happy to allow him to keep it."

A big troll of a beater by the name of Volkov gave a barking laugh. "He tells us you are quite the seeker yourself. Does he brag or you good?"

Harry shrugged. "Viktor tends to brag far too much but I am a reserve seeker for the top team, two of whose players you will be playing in the semi finals."

The keeper who reminded him of a dark haired Oliver, Vlad Zograf threw a broom at him. "We told Viktor we'd not practice but I think we need to test you."

Viktor shrugged at Harry giving him a look that it was his choice whether they play or not and Harry smiled and nodded and allowed himself to be given some extra padding to play with and he headed out onto the field. It was definitely not his top broom but he had to admit the Nimbus 2001 was still a good fly.

Viktor laughed as they hit the air. "You know I am going to have to beat you or they might try and make you become Bulgarian by marriage and trade me in."

Harry smirked at him. "Well fortunately for you I have no intention of becoming a Bulgarian national, so you're position as seeker should be safe enough here."

The keeper shouted at them. "Come on you two love birds, we did not get him on a broom so we could see you make eyes at one another. Let us play."

Harry soon realized that they were joined by a few others to make near full teams and Viktor explained they were reserve players for the national team. Harry would never be able to out fly his boyfriend no mater how well he played but he did hold his own on the pitch that day. Viktor's team did eventually win but the two seekers had been neck to neck and Harry was less then an inch away from catching the snitch instead.

When they landed he found himself being cheerfully welcomed by the team. Volkov practically pounded his back. "I think Viktor has found a keeper here."

Ivanova nodded. "You might consider playing chaser one of these days; you definitely have the skill for it. You are welcome to practice with us any day Harry."

Viktor whispered in his ear. "It seems you have won the final test of approval Harry. My team has asked you to practice again with them. A sign of great like."

Harry smiled and was happy that Viktor's friends on the quidditch team approved of him as well and when they were asked to join the team for lunch and since they had no plans until they met Androv and Hermione for dinner later, they both were mot then happy to agree to the offer.

They went to a muggle style restaurant in the capital and as they ate burgers Harry had to laugh at the mix of vulgar jokes and quidditch stories which passed between his fiancé and his friends, joining in where he could.

Viktor apologized to him later as they had said goodbye and were leaving. "The team is always a bit rough tongued Harry. I should have warned you before."

Harry shook his head. "Reminds me of the talks we have in the locker rooms back home, even with girls on the team. Trust me; it made me feel more at ease here."

Viktor was so happy to see that Harry had got along so well with his friends and had impressed them on the pitch and the mood was up as they spent the afternoon out in both muggle and wizard parts of the city so he could show Harry places that he loved

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The good mood of the day though went down hill when they met Androv and Hermione outside of the club they were going to for the night and more then back in town, they were met by the media. Someone had tipped off the media that Viktor was bringing his mysterious boyfriend with him and there had to be a good twelve different papers there and Harry realized from accents, that they were not all Bulgarian.

Viktor kept Harry close as the cameras were flashed in their faces. "I'm sorry about this Harry. I really wish that we could go out without all of this."

A reporter shoved a microphone at them. "Mr Krum can you tell us who your boyfriend is? You have the entire country scrambling to find out who he is?"

Viktor pushed the microphone out of his face. "I will not have his name slandered across your papers. Now leave us be and allow us inside of the club."

Harry thought that they were going to get inside without much issue until he heard a voice which stopped him in his tracks. He had known the voice from back home but had not heard it in a long time and never expected it hear in Bulgaria.

"Do your research John. That is Harry Potter-Snape, the famous British boy who lived and son of a Death Eater." Rite Skeeter's voice called out from the crowd.

Viktor looked for her for he remembered her stories when he was in the tournament. "What is that bug doing here in Bulgaria?"

Rita pushed to the front of the crowd. "I have been working for Quidditch International and when they heard you had a new boy toy, they sent me to cover it."

Harry shot a look at her. "I would expect no less from you. And if any paper here prints that slander she just said about my father, we will sue your newspaper."

Skeeter laughed. "No Malfoy influence here in Bulgaria to save you Harry. You know now that I revealed your little secret, your name will be all over the papers."

Harry knew she was telling the truth for she could see all of the other reports there were quickly writing down what she had said and he had no doubt that they would all rush home to do research on this Harry Potter-Snape who Rita had said was quite famous back home. Though he had not made the papers in nearly four years now, there was little chance that they would not find enough information on him to fill some kind of book if they wanted.

Krum looked at her and the others. "The Malfoys might not but my father does. Anyone prints any lies about my boyfriend and he will have your papers closed."

Rita stopped them though before Viktor tried to pull him inside. "Is that an engagement ring we see on your hand Harry? Have the two of you decided to marry?"

Viktor was about to say something for Harry but Harry shrugged and smiled. "Yes. Viktor and I are engaged. Though I doubt Rita you care to print good news."

Rita smiled. "Well I might not get as much for this as I did for those photos from the other day, but I'm sure if I sell it back home, I'll get some big buyers too."

Viktor looked ready to slug her when he realized that she was the one who had sold the story to the newspaper the other morning and Harry knew he had to do something or his fiancé was going to get himself into trouble. That definitely was not the kind of publicity that they needed.

Harry took his hand and looking at the other two he said. "I think I have seen enough of Sofia for the week. How about we head back to the estate?"

Hermione and Androv nodded and he spoke up. "I think that sounds good, especially since we have big plans for tomorrow."

Viktor took the cue and allowed his boyfriend to lead him away from the photographers before he lost his temper with them but when they apparated back to his estate he turned to Harry.

"I'm sorry for that Harry. I wanted us to have an amazing time in Sofia." Viktor said with a kiss.

Harry shook his head. "I have had a wonderful day with you and your team as well. I won't let the likes of Skeeter ruin that. You know she is my bug anyways."

Viktor laughed and pulled him in close. "I am getting married to one of the most amazing men in the world. Not many people would put up with that."

Harry reminded Viktor as they headed up to the house that even after all of these years he still got a lot of attention back home, and he couldn't expect Viktor to stand by him if he was going to be scared off by a bit of Bulgarian paparazzi.

Androv turned to Hermione as they watched the two leaving. "I hope you don't mind our night cut short. Maybe at least we can take a walk."

Hermione kissed him and took his hand. "I'd like that. After the day we had in the city, I'm not too sad to come home. Anyways I am meeting Adri early tomorrow."

Hermione was spending the morning with Adri at the archives while the boys all went back to Androv's family estate for a while, and then later in the afternoon they were off to Durmstang for two nights, for the end of their trip.

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In the morning when Harry and Viktor came down stairs they were not surprised to see the number of newspapers on the table as they knew that they would appear in many but Viktor was unsuccessful in keeping Harry away from some of the worst.

Harry blanched when he read some of them. "I am just happy dad and Draco did not come with me this time. I mean this would kill them."

Joseph spoke up. "I am having my lawyers contacted and any of that which is lies we will have the papers sued for slander. Retractions will be printed at least."

Harry nodded and scanned the pages. "I'd appreciate that but the retractions will do little as the word will already be out there. I hate this being done to my family."

Viktor looked at his parents hoping that they might have some solution for him for he didn't want Harry put through this. It was actually Androv though who had come in behind then, who came up with a solution.

"Harry needs to do an interview with a few publications that you can trust, with you by his side." Androv suggested.

Nadia agreed with him. "I would suggest perhaps one from back home for Harry and one from here. Kill two birds with one stone."

Viktor knew where Androv got the idea. "That brother in law of yours, his parents still own the big sports magazine don't they? You think they might help?"

Androv nodded. "My sister might be a thorn but Gavril is a good guy and I assume I can convince his father to help you out. The scoop would be big business."

Hermione smiled at Harry and they both were thinking the same thing. They knew there was only one possible choice in the UK and they knew there would be no problems with it either. The Quibbler might have been thought an odd tabloid because of its outrageous stories, but the editorials of Xeno had a huge following and there was no way Luna and her father would not help.

Harry told Viktor his thoughts. "I think I should send word to Luna and her dad right away. I'm sure one of them would send a reporter or come."

Androv turned to Hermione. "I know you have a date with my sister today so how about I take you to Adri and I go and speak with Gavril?"

Hermione agreed and the two disappeared off and Viktor led Harry into his father's den where he could use the international floo network to place a call to Luna and find out of the Lovegoods would help them out. Their trip to Durmstang was going to be put off for at least a day until this was all handled.