AN:: i got this up faster then i though. i drank like 4 litters of Dr. Pepper and a pot of coffee(a huge pot) to keep awake just to finish this. i hope you enjoy, this chapter is kinda crappy. but it gets the point across, i head to listen to the same thing over over over again, to type it right.

DISCLAIMER: i dont own. dang it.

Chapter 9

Hermione sat by the lake, where she had talked to Harry the other day, about Haggrad looking for him. She had one of her reading books out, trying to stay calm and not think about many things.

She just couldn't think of any reason as to why Viktor could be mad at her. Trying her best to get it out of her thoughts, she picked her book up and started reading again.

Slowly getting lost into the book, she didn't hear the footsteps approaching her. Untill she felt the tap on her shoulder. Startled she turned around and looked up at the tall figure standing over her.

Seeing who it was she turned around and ignored the person. She started at her book, pretending to read. Waiting for the figure to leave.

"Her-my-own-ni." Viktor's deep voice said quietly. All Hermione did was turn her body a little facing more away from him.

"Her-my-own-ninnny" he said again, this time a little louder and closer.

Letting out a sigh, she reached for her bag, and shoved her book in. and slung it over her shoulder. She stood up, and quickly turned to look at him.

"What! Now you want to talk, huh? Well, I don't feel like talking to you right now. I don't even know why you're mad at me! So, if you'll excuse me, I have books to return." she said hotly.

She walked past him, but before she could get far, Viktor reached out and tugged on her jacket.

"Listen,…" Viktor started saying before Hermione turned around and smacked his hand away.

"No, you listen Viktor Krum. Im the one being ridiculed by the students. Not you. You don't know how that feels. And the worst thing is, I don't even know what I did to you! So excuse me if I don't feel like talking or listening to you." Hermione yelled at him, with tears gathering in her eyes.

She just glared at him, and he just stared back. Not sure what he should say now.

"Want to know what all the girls say? 'Of course Granger couldn't really be in a relationship with Krum, she doesn't know how to keep a guy interested.' or they say 'Viktor needs a real woman, not some silly girl, who has a little crush.' I hear things like that all the time. But I usually ignore it. Though now im starting to think they might be right." She said looking away from him. She could the tears starting to fall so, she lifted her hand to wipe them away.

Before her hand could reach her face, she felt Viktor's warm hand grab hers. Looking up at him she just let the tears keep falling. He let her hand go, and put both hands to her face and used the pads of his thumbs to wipe away the tears.

"Not cry luff, no crying. I luff you so much. Im very sorry, for not talking vith you." He moved his hands and placed them at her hips, while bending down he kissed her eyes, her nose, both cheeks, then he slowly kissed her lips.

He added slight pressure, hoping she would respond to him. Feeling the pressure returned, he opened his mouth slightly and used his tongue to probe her lips open. When he felt her move her lips, he slipped his tongue and fought passionately with hers.

Hermione finally stopped crying and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She stood on her tip toes to get closer.

Viktor wrapped one arm around her waist, lifting her up and against his hard body. Hermione let out a gasp, loving the way her small fragile body fit against his large, muscular one.

Seeing this as an opportunity Viktor put his other hand behind her neck, and tugged slightly on her hair, kissing her deeper.

"I-luffs'-you." Viktor said in between kisses. All Hermione could do was give a small cry when he moved his hips.

"I love you to Viktor." She said. They continued to kiss, and hold each other. Wanting to feel that funny feeling in her stomach again, Hermione moved her hips against his hips.

She let out a low moan, while Viktor moved his kissing to her neck.

He loved how she fit against his body, and he could wait to get her to his room.

WAIT! MY ROOM!

"Her-my-own-ni" Viktor said, stopping his kisses, and lowering her body down.

Opening her eyes, she looked at Viktor, she had a slight pink glow to her cheeks.

Viktor kissed her once more on her lips, "We need to stop, or you might regret what will happen." he told her while removing her hands from her neck.

Hermione let out a little 'Oh' sound, then louder, "Oh, oh" she said realizing what he was talking about. She looked away, as her face was getting darker, from her blush.

Viktor put his finger underneath her chin, turning her to face him. "Don't ever be embarrassed about our passion." he told her, giving her a peck on the lips.

All she could do was nod her head yes to him. She looked up at him and got on her tip toes and gave him a small peck on his cheek, "Lets forget about what we were fighting about?" she asked him. She was just happy to have him back.

"No, I will tell you. Is very silly, Vhy I vas mad." Viktor told her, now his own small blush staining his cheeks. She just stood there calmly waiting for him to continue talking.

"I vas angry vith how you hug Potter boy, and make sure he vill be fine. But you did not even fuss over vith me, or hug, or kiss. I vas somewhat jealous." He said looking down at his feet. When she didn't say anything, he looked at her again.

It took Hermione a few seconds to actually get everything straight in her head. When she did all she could do was start laughing.

Viktor was ready for just about anything, but not her laughing. Hermione looked to see his startled face and laughed even louder.

"Vhat is funny? I thought you vould be angry." he said to Hermione.

Calming down her laughter she told him, "I didn't worry about you, because I knew you would be perfectly fine. You can take care of yourself, and don't need me to fuss at you until after you've been hurt. I was going to give you a kiss, but then that vile woman came in, then Dumbledore." she said, giving him a hug.

Feeling relieved he hugged her back. He let her go and gave her one of his small smiles.

They kissed once more, and they walked hand in hand back to the school.

"The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Tri-Wizard tournament, since its reception. On Christmas Eve night, we and our guests gather in the great hall for a night of well mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school, I expect each and everyone of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally, because the Yule Ball, is first and foremost, a dance." Professor McGonagalle said.

When the students heard this, the boys all groaned, while the girls started chattering with excitement.

"Silence. The house of Godrick(sp?) Gryffindor, has commanded the respect of the wizard world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you and the cost of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a bunch of babbling, bumbling band of baboons." she continued with her speech.

In the back ground Fred and George were mumbling 'babbling, bumbling band of baboons' five times.'

"Now to dance is to let the body breathe. Inside every girl a secret is longing to burst forth and take flight. Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance." the Professor spoke. She walked up to Ron, and asked him to join her in a demonstration.

Harry leaned back to talk say to Fred and George, "Oi, never gonna let him forget this, are you?"

"never"

"never"

The twins said at the same time. And with that, everyone got up at the Professors command and grabbed a partner to practice.

AN: okay so thats the end, haha all you pervs out there thought they were going to get it on by the lake! dont deny it! .

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