Chapter 7:
The day had so far passed without a hitch and The Krum's took great delight in showing her around the town.
They would look at her with wide eyes when she would be amazed over something they never thought twice about and her attitude made them remember that they lived in a beautiful place.
Viktor and Hermione had been given the chance to talk alone at lunch when the others had decided to eat elswhere to leave them alone.
"Hermione, about this morning..." Viktor began looking very uncomfortable.
"No, no Viktor can I say something first?" Hermione asked cutting him off slightly.
Viktor nodded his head and Hermione continued slowly. " Well...About what happened, I really...Well that is I really liked it Viktor and...Uh I think that we should do it again. I mean if you felt the same I thought we should maybe think of...Well you know..." Hermione said akwardly, waving her hands in the air.
'Good job Hermione...Can you sound any stupider? Oh god stupider isn't even a work silly-'
"Yes I think I do and Hermione and I was wondering if you would maybe do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" Viktor asked stopping of the argument Hermione had been having in her head.
"Well of course I would, we were basically together before so this would be like making everything offical right?"She added as an afterthought
Viktor had actually cracked a smile. He had to hide a small chuckle with a cough.
"What?" Hermione asked narrowing her eyes in suspicion.
"Well Hermione I think only a girl like you could put a relationship like that. Sounded like a damn contract to me." Viktor said not covering up his chuckle this time.
"Yes well...Watever let's go meet your parents." She said abruptly before standing and waving over the waiter.
"Hey Hermione, about that kissing thing you said. I heartily agree, we should do it again." Without further ado Viktor lifted her face with his hand and put his lips on hers for a brief second.
Hermione started to lean into the kiss and enjoy it when he suddenly he away to pay the waiter.
"Well let's go find momma..." Viktor replied before grabbing her hand and leading her out of the diner.
When Viktor and Hermione had finally cought up with the rest of the family they were in a small shop that sold knick-knacks of all kinds.
Hermione was looking at a small ballerina figurine when she saw someone staring at her from the other side of the shelf.
Her eyes snapped to the person looking at her and saw Alexei staring a hole threw her skull.
"Hello Pepeliashka...Did you haff fun vith my brother at lunch?" He asked still staring into her eyes.
"Uh yeah we had a good time. They make good food." Hermione replied backing up a little.
Alexei rounded the shelf and came closer to her. "Ah I see vell you I don't see vhy you insist on liking Viktor. I know that ve Krum's are important and powerfull people but there are alvays others in the family in vitch you could cling too. You need not stay vith my barbarian of a brother..." Alexei whispered in her ear making her shiver in a bad way.
"What are you talking about? What is wrong with you? Your brother is a fine man and he is an amazing person..." Hermione said pouting idignantly before taking a step away from him.
"Vell I see vhat he see's at least. He vas not lying, there iz an amazing amount of passion in your eyes. I vould very much like a taste of that passion Pepeliashka..." Alexei trailed of and his eyes seemed unfocused.
"What may I ask 'dear' brother are you doing exactly." Viktor said spitting dear as if it were a swear from the end of the the narrow walk.
"Oh nothink I am thinking Viktor. Just gettin to know this interesting girl you haff brought home." Alexei replied smiling at her and then turning to Viktor with a serious face.
Suddenly Viktor began speaking Bulgarian and Hermione felt lost...again.
Alexei simply smiled at whatever Viktor had said and began to walk away.
Viktor walked up to Hermione and wrapped his arms around her without warning.
She melted into his embrace but saw Alexei who blew her a silent kiss and mouthed 'I'm watching you...'
Hermione tried to forget the way Alexei had come up to her. She tried to forget ' I vould very much like a taste of that passion Pepeliashka...' but no matter how hard she tried Alexei would either remind her by staring at her or her brain would replay the quite simply, disturbing moment.
Dinner was no better Hermione had begun to smile and laugh with Viktor's mother as she recounted stories of Viktor as a child. Viktor had hung his head and tried desperately to stop his mother from saying anymore.
they ate and talked when suddenly Hermione felt a foot on her calf.
She smiled and looked at Viktor, but it wasn't Viktor she realized when she noticed that Viktor's feet hadn't moved and inch since supper had begun.
She felt horrified when she saw Alexei smile at her and she felt the foot move higher to her inner thigh.
'No, no, no, no there is no way that Alexei who was Viktor's older brother was stroking her thigh with his foot' Hermione said to herself hoping that the foot would leave and she could pretend it never happened. Hermione had no such luck since that foot was getting a little to close to her personal area's and she panicked.
"- Uhhh...I have to go to the ladies room..." Hermione said breathlessly before she bolted to the bathroom.
'Ok Hermione just relax...This is so weird, should I tell Viktor about this? Maybe he could stop it. Yeah they already have bad blood between each other, if you said that, Viktor would probably beat him up or worse...' Hermione fought her thoughts and began to panick again.
She calmed herself and decided that a talk with Alexei was in order and she also concluded that she would not have to tell Viktor unless it got worse. She unbolted the bathroom door and washed her hands.
When she returned to the table she paid no attention to Alexei and tried to get back into the mood.
AN: Soooo tell me what you think... Alexei is quite a character don't you think? Please review and tell what you thought and anything you might want to add about the plot or something and I will post up the 8th chapter tomoro or the day after... By the way the story will go on to england and the overprotective boys but I thought I should develope the story more. Sorry about the spelling but I just got out of a super big french test and my mind is still french at the moment...R+R