In a slight swirl Viktor and Hermione appeared within the main parlour of the Krum abode. Viktor looked fondly down at his mate as she clutched to his robes, waiting for her dizziness to subside. "Vould you like to put tings avay in your room first, or greet Mama and Papa?" He asked as he softly trailed his hands up and down her back.

Hermione took a breath and gave a small smile as she replied. "Would it be alright with you if we put my things away first? If it's not too much trouble, that is?" Hermione added her last question as an afterthought, not wanting to be a bother so soon after her arrival.

Viktor chuckled softly as he offered her his arm. "Is no problem at all Mina. Means I haff more time vith you before Mama steals you for girl talk." At Hermione's giggle Viktor's dark eyes shone. "Am not kidding, Mama has been looking forvard to girl talk since before I ask if you could visit. Somefing about too much test-ost-er-one for one vitch to handle?" As he finished Hermione giggled a touch more and smiled at her companion.

As they walked the halls of Viktor's home the veela within Viktor practically preened aloud at having his mate on his arm within his home, leaving a faint trail of their mixed scents as they walked. As Hermione looked at the various portraits and landscapes adorning the walls Viktor mused to himself as to how his veela will handle his Mina being so close to his unmated, adult brothers whilst unclaimed.

Would the veela be jealous and orchestrate the evening? Would his brothers' be fine as they were of his blood? Or would that just make it worse? Would he have enough time to explain what he was to Mina and what she was to him before she had to meet them? Or would he not have enough time and his brothers' say something that would cause tension within the household?

As they neared the door leading to the room Hermione would be in for the duration of her stay, conveniently across the hall from Viktor's own room, he decided not to worry himself over such things yet and to just enjoy the time he spent with his Mina and letting the events unfold as they may and prey that they go in his favour.

Opening and holding the door for her Viktor saw the look of wonder on Hermione's face as she took her first glance at the room she would be staying in during her visit.

Large bay windows overlooking the vast gardens', rich mahogany wood and varying shades of purple silk danced upon her senses as she took in the beauty around her before she turned to look back to Viktor who was waiting patiently by the door.

"This is," She spread her arms and twirled slightly to gesture around the room, "This is all so beautiful Vitya. It's... It's incredible!" Hermione was lost for words as she walked closer to the window to get a better view of the grounds.

"Vould you like me to keep you company as you unpack or…?" Viktor began, not entirely sure what to do now that his mate was standing before him within his home.

"Oh, do you mind staying? I'd love to catch up more before your mother steals me away. And," She adds shyly, "I may need you to unshrink my trunk for me."

Viktor puffed his chest out dramatically as he strode toward her. Giving a slight, teasing bow: his heels clicking at his actions he replied. "Vould be honour to assist a lady such as self in her endeavour to unpack."

Hermione smiled softly. "I'm not sure if you noticed Viktor, but you switched to Bulgarian halfway through your sentence."

Viktor stood up shocked. "Mina! You spoke Bulgarian! Ven did dis happen?"

Hermione gave him a sly smile as she walked towards him. "I haven't been able to speak it well for long, and I can't pronounce many of the words very well but I have been able to understand it since just before Durmstrang left Hogwarts." The look upon Viktor's confused face clearly had 'Why?' written all over it so she continued. "I wanted to know what your classmates were saying when we walked past them in the halls together." By the end of her explanation Hermione's cheeks were flushed a light red.

Viktor's cheeks slowly tinted red too, knowing that some of the comments his classmates had said as they walked past were extremely risqué and suggestive. Not knowing what to say Viktor slowly took Hermione's luggage from her and began to revert them to their normal size.

Clearing his throat Viktor continued on, "so vould you want to have the family speak Eenglish vor you?"

Hermione shook her head. "I would feel too rude, forcing them to speak another language in their own home, Bulgarian is fine Vitya." She smiled at him, "plus, it gives me ample opportunity to practice, da?"

Viktor laughed softly, "Mina, you speak my mother tongue so well already, I do not think it will honestly take you that long to master the art of a Slavic language. Once you become more comfortable with the sharper vowels you will be perfectly fluent. Trust me." Viktor said with a wink.

Hermione let out a soft huff of humour as she began to transfer her clothes from her suitcase into the truly majestic walk in wardrobe. "I had to, to ensure I made a good impression on those I meet while I'm here." She gave a shrug before continuing, "plus I thought I'd make you the envy among your team mates."

Viktor chuckled as he sat on the end of the bed as he watched his Mina move back and forth across the room putting her possessions away. "Da, that is true. Not only are you beautiful, but you have also learned my native language. Will make the men all green with envy to know you are on my arm and not theirs."

He winked at her as she walked towards him, having finished putting away her things. He held his arms up a little during her approach and when she was within reach they hugged each other, Viktor still sitting on the bed and Hermione standing within the bracket of his legs as she leant against him.

She hummed as she nuzzled into his neck, unaware of the bond magic that lightly encased the couple as they embraced and soaked up the presence of the other.

"Missed you." She mumbled into his neck.

He ran his hands gently up and down her back in a light caress similar to the phantom touch she had previously felt. "As I haff missed you luff. Now come, time to say hello to Mama and Papa before Mama comes looking at us and yells at me for not bringing you to her as soon as you arrived."

Hand in hand the couple left the room.