A/N I couldn't resist writing this fic. I mean, there are so many fics about Hermione going to Bulgaria for summer vacation and they almost all ended R/H, which I cannot stand. I had to write a fic with a different pairing and maybe completely getting rid of the idea that Ron comes to save Hermione for some unknown reason except to prove that Ron is a total idiot.
Anyway, this is Chapter 2 and for all those who actually REVIEWED this fic......BRAVA TO YOU!!!!! I know that not many of you like Viktor, but maybe if you read this fic you would begin to like him. I know I never liked Draco, then I read fanfics about him and I began to LOVE him!!!
Secrets Withheld
Fifty miles away, Hermione Granger was practically bouncing out of her seat with excitement. She couldn't believe that her parents had allowed her to go to Bulgaria alone when they'd hardly let her leave their neighborhood alone.
She smiled when she remembered telling her parents about the invitation and Viktor.
*Begin Flashback*
"Mum! Dad! I gotta ask you guys something!" Hermione called, running down the stairs with the letter from Viktor and his parents in her hand.
"What is it, darling?" her mother, Veronica, asked.
"Well, Mum, Dad, I got a letter from Viktor Krum and his parents just now," Hermione said and looked back and forth between her parents.
"So.....?" her father, Tom, asked, puzzled. Veronica was just as clueless.
"Well, Viktor Krum was my date for the Yule Ball. He's also a Quidditch star," Hermione replied. "When I went with the Weasley's to the Quidditch World Cup, he was there. He was the seeker for Bulgaria."
"What does he want?" Veronica asked, obviously excited.
"He wants me to visit him in Bulgaria. His parents do too," Hermione replied. "It would be for most of the summer. Oh, Mum, Dad, he's wonderful. Can I go?"
"Of course you can," Her mother told her. Veronica was not the one to worry and Hermione always could talk about boys with her. Sometimes Hermione felt like she was talking with her best friend rather than her mother.
"Wait, let's talk this over. Hermione, your hardly home all year and now when you're finally home you try to escape." Tom gave Hermione a look that made her feel guilty. He had the ability to make anyone fell guilty for no reason. It was awful. "How old is this guy?"
"Well, you see, he...he...well, he.." Hermione trailed off.
"How old?" her father asked, his gaze piercing.
"18," Hermione whispered very softly.
"What?" her dad asked.
"18," she replied.
"What?!?" Tom yelled.
"Is he cute?" Veronica asked excitedly.
"Very," Hermione replied.
"Ooh! You better go pack!" her mother told her.
Hermione ran upstairs quickly before her father could say anything in protest. She did hear him say some things, but her mother quieted him down by shoving the Sunday comics into his face.
*End Flashback*
In the end, her father was quieted down when he heard that Viktor's parents were paying for the flight and everything else.
A few minutes later, the plane arrived in the airport. Hermione grabbed her carry-on bag and proceeded to walk off the plane.
Inside the airport, she went through security and had her passport checked.
She pushed her way through the crowd and waited for the conveyer belt to bring her suitcases out.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! I NEED REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
^_^Queen of Fluff herself, Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte^_^
Anyway, this is Chapter 2 and for all those who actually REVIEWED this fic......BRAVA TO YOU!!!!! I know that not many of you like Viktor, but maybe if you read this fic you would begin to like him. I know I never liked Draco, then I read fanfics about him and I began to LOVE him!!!
Secrets Withheld
Fifty miles away, Hermione Granger was practically bouncing out of her seat with excitement. She couldn't believe that her parents had allowed her to go to Bulgaria alone when they'd hardly let her leave their neighborhood alone.
She smiled when she remembered telling her parents about the invitation and Viktor.
*Begin Flashback*
"Mum! Dad! I gotta ask you guys something!" Hermione called, running down the stairs with the letter from Viktor and his parents in her hand.
"What is it, darling?" her mother, Veronica, asked.
"Well, Mum, Dad, I got a letter from Viktor Krum and his parents just now," Hermione said and looked back and forth between her parents.
"So.....?" her father, Tom, asked, puzzled. Veronica was just as clueless.
"Well, Viktor Krum was my date for the Yule Ball. He's also a Quidditch star," Hermione replied. "When I went with the Weasley's to the Quidditch World Cup, he was there. He was the seeker for Bulgaria."
"What does he want?" Veronica asked, obviously excited.
"He wants me to visit him in Bulgaria. His parents do too," Hermione replied. "It would be for most of the summer. Oh, Mum, Dad, he's wonderful. Can I go?"
"Of course you can," Her mother told her. Veronica was not the one to worry and Hermione always could talk about boys with her. Sometimes Hermione felt like she was talking with her best friend rather than her mother.
"Wait, let's talk this over. Hermione, your hardly home all year and now when you're finally home you try to escape." Tom gave Hermione a look that made her feel guilty. He had the ability to make anyone fell guilty for no reason. It was awful. "How old is this guy?"
"Well, you see, he...he...well, he.." Hermione trailed off.
"How old?" her father asked, his gaze piercing.
"18," Hermione whispered very softly.
"What?" her dad asked.
"18," she replied.
"What?!?" Tom yelled.
"Is he cute?" Veronica asked excitedly.
"Very," Hermione replied.
"Ooh! You better go pack!" her mother told her.
Hermione ran upstairs quickly before her father could say anything in protest. She did hear him say some things, but her mother quieted him down by shoving the Sunday comics into his face.
*End Flashback*
In the end, her father was quieted down when he heard that Viktor's parents were paying for the flight and everything else.
A few minutes later, the plane arrived in the airport. Hermione grabbed her carry-on bag and proceeded to walk off the plane.
Inside the airport, she went through security and had her passport checked.
She pushed her way through the crowd and waited for the conveyer belt to bring her suitcases out.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! I NEED REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
^_^Queen of Fluff herself, Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte^_^