A Moment

Hermione wanted to stay like that but unfortunately her neck decided to begin hurting. Gently pulling away she looked at him, at her love, before kissing him and quickly pulling back. "So what happened today was our magic merging?" Viktor paused in his pursuit of her delectable lips and remembered that they had meet to talk about that, and his treasure was nothing if not ever eager for knowledge.

Pulling back and giving a slight cough he was soothed when she pulled his hand in her lap to play with his fingers. "Da, well, vas my magic acknowledging you, in most times happens years after meeting, did not expect it today." Hermione thought then pulled out her own wand. "So if you cast a spell with my wand it might happen again?" Viktor studied her face; it was deep in thought and immensely attractive to him. "Think so, but don't have to let me use wand Mia, I have mine."

Hermione looked at him sharply as she tried to locate some detail from what she had read but obviously the book was just an introduction, not in depth study for the anima-sucium match. "If it does will our magic merge? And what does that mean?" Viktor grinned at her demand. "Yes, once both wands used by other and dey glow magic merges, is, is ebb and flow if needed. If you have little magic and need mine, mine siphons to you no matter distance, if mine is low yours does same. Does not hurt either, does not drain either to dangerous level. Dat is what I have read."

With that Hermione swiftly put her wand in Viktor's hand. He looked at her, not understanding why she was insisting in it immediately. Her eyes shone with something, most of it her protective nature, but something else too. "Your still in the tournament, and, and after this year you will go back to Bulgaria then all over the world." He could tell this was more than his wellbeing that was affecting her. "Mia?"

Hermione began rambling, not fully even knowing what she wanted to say or why this was so important. "Is it silly for me to know we are somehow tied together, no matter how far apart? Is it silly that even now sitting with you that I want that assurance for days that haven't even happened yet?" Viktor's heart oddly did two very different things at the same time; first it plummeted and hurt for her pain, to see her so affected before he even left; but then he also heard the other part of what she said, that she wanted to be with him, that she believed in the match. "Do, do vou believe den, dat, dat ve anima-sucium match? Do you want to be?"

Hermione looked back into his eyes, hers slightly watery and her smile shaky. "I can't imagine not having you in my life; to not have you at all. I, I don't want to think about you leaving, but, but to know we can still be together when you leave; to Know-"

Hermione felt her lips slam against Viktor's, his hands cupping her face. As she wrapped her arms around his neck his tongue was quickly making her lose all thought. Even with her eyes closed they rolled into her head in pure bliss. He was hers, no one could make her as happy as him, and he didn't want anyone but her, there were no other motives except for love, God it was wonderful.

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Viktor was over whelmed by his emotions, his horrible, wonderful, swooping, plummeting, and soaring emotions that had allowed him no quarter or mercy today.

His Mia loved him; she wanted to protect him, have some tie to him; not realizing how much she already had him ready to grant to her every request. She was not horrified by the anima-sucium, she wanted it, she wanted him.

Even as his pulse raced at the feeling of her entwining her tongue around his, caressing it before seductively withdrawing it just to tease his lips with her teeth before once again rushing back into his mouth, he was overwhelmed by her. Merlin he wanted more than her mouth. He forced himself to gently fist his hands in her hair, willing his hands not to leave the soft and glorious nest of her curls.

Finally when he could tell in a matter of seconds his hands would fly elsewhere he swiftly pulled away, tucking her head beneath his chin. Viktor knew if he tried to rest his head on her shoulder he would not stay still, he would not be able to resist her glorious neck.

He felt Hermione stir in his arms, but he held her in place; for once not letting her go as soon as she began moving away. "Please Mia, give me moment." He could almost see her puzzled face, not sure why he had to hold her longer; but Viktor knew he could not see her eyes, her lips, or any of her until his rational thinking returned and he regained control over himself.

"Viktor?"" He swallowed thickly. "Please Mia, please?"" Her arm moved slightly and fingers began tracing his inner arm in what she probably thought was reassurance. "What's wrong?"" He groaned and trapped her hand tightly between his chest and arm.

"Told you, you are beautiful, and I think much unseen about you is sexy; please, need moment collect myself beloved." Viktor could tell the moment she understood what he was not saying because she completely froze. After a few heart beats, hers not his because it was still racing like mad, he felt her relax and bury her head into his chest but not do anything else.

"That bad?" Her small voice asked after a moment or two. His chin nuzzled her hair for half a second. "Dat good, and yes bad." He began to calm, and felt controlled enough to move one arm enough that though it still rested on Hermione's back, it could reach her hair. He was sure Hermione heard his pulse go back to normal but still she sat still, and they both went from very heated, to being at peace.

After some more time Viktor released her and gently raised her chin for a chaste kiss before raising her wand. He would grant her request, and give both of them this tie. Thinking slightly he cast a spell and watched the golden glow fill her wand, then both of them. This time as they met eyes they both tried to hold back grins, suddenly feeling giddy, but neither one really having a reason why. When the glow ended Hermione spoke first. "What spell did you use?" Viktor's mouth pulled up and to the side. "Somesing for Malka and your Crookshanks. It is in your bag." Hermione let out a giggle. "So just as silly as mine?" "Da"

Viktor then returned her wand to her, and reached for two books left from past visits. Passing one to her he settled back into the chair with his own book. As the fire burned on and pages turned he simply sat while savoring feeling her in his arms, warm and alive, and his.