Chapter one: At Krum's House
I woke up at about nine o'clock in the morning. I was really excited, today was the day I was going to Victor Krum's house. He had invited me over to stay with him over the summer, and I was very excited. About a week after I got back from school I got a letter from Krum asking me to stay with him over the summer. It had taken a lot of begging my parents to let me go, but they finally agreed that if I wanted to go for about a month that would be okay. I got out of bed and checked through all my stuff, to double check that I had gotten everything. An hour later, after I was showered and dressed, I waited. He said that he would be arriving by floo powder, and to wait for him by the fire. He also said that he would be arriving at about 8:30 PM, it was 8:30 now. Suddenly Victor came shooting out of the fireplace. "Victor!" I said going over to him. "Hello, Her-mio-ninny," he said. I giggled at the fact that he still couldn't pronounce my name. He stood up and looked at my parents. "I am Victor." "Hello Victor," my mum said. She went over to him and shook his hand. It was my father that I had to worry about. He had never had a problem with me staying at the Weasley's, but he didn't much like this idea. He knew almost nothing about Victor, other than what I had told him. "Well, hello there Victor," said dad. "Now you're going to take very good care of my daughter, correct?" Dad! Don't say that! "Of course sir," he said glancing at me and smiling. I smiled back. I trusted Victor, and knew this was going to be great fun. "Well, we better get going then," I said, ready to go. "By mum, I love you," I went over to mum and kissed her goodbye, and doing the same to dad I said, "You too dad, and don't worry." Krum gave a bit of floo powder and we were off. I had only done this once, and I remembered it was a ruff ride. I got into the flames and said, "The Krum's!" And with a last look at my parents terrified faces (for they had never seen anyone use floo powder before), I was off. After the ride, I was shot out of a fireplace, and into a very large house. I stood up and brushed myself off, then looked around. It was very big indeed and I knew that it would be, after all he did get paid a lot to play Quidditch. I thought of what Ron would be doing right now, oh, what Ron would give to be in Krum's home. Another second later, Victor came out of the fireplace too. After he had stood up and had brushed himself off he looked at me and smiled. "Vell, this is my home," he said. "It' lovely," I said. He came over and took my hand.
"Here, I vill give you zee tour," he said, leading me on. As he talked of each room, I began to feel quite awkward. What I had stupidly not noticed before, was that Krum did not live with his parents, or anyone else for that matter. It was just the two of us, alone, in his home. We finally reached the upstairs. He showed me his room, which was filled to the rim with Quidditch trophies, and Quidditch supplies. I saw a small figure of Krum on top of his dresser. A very bad feeling filled my stomach. If this makes any sense, seeing the figure made me homesick for Ron and Harry. Homesick, that doesn't make any sense, but at that moment, all I wanted was to have them there. I looked at Krum, "Is it weird having little figures of you like this?" I asked. "No, not really," he said, "Kind of funny actually." Krum came over to me and ran his hand through my hair, he looked into my eyes. "You are beautiful Her-mio-ninny." "Thank you," I said. He leaned down and I felt his lips touch mine. I didn't want to be kissing him, and all the sudden I thought that I had made a huge mistake coming. No one was there with me, and I was not ready to do anything with Victor. I felt his tongue on mine, and I pulled away. "I think I'm ready for bed," I said. "Sure," he said, but then he wouldn't let me move. He began to kiss me again, and again I pulled away. "Really Victor," I said, going for the door. "Vut you just got here," he said. "I know, but I am tired." I had gotten ready for bed and I was now trying to fall asleep. Two ideas struck my mind. One was just telling Victor in the morning that I had gotten an emergency owl from home, and that I had to come home that day, and the other was just sneaking down now, grabbing some floo powder and heading home. I did neither. Then next day was not so bad. He began to listen to me over the days about how much I wanted to be kissed, and how much I didn't. I did kiss him, but I wasn't ready for too much too soon. For the first week Krum was very kind. He took me places, to dinner and shopping, and I was having a great time. It was at night, when all he wanted to do was kiss that made me want to go home. After the first week, he wasn't so nice about it. When I wanted to stop, I found him not letting me go, or holding me back. I didn't want to leave though; we had such a great time during the day. But over the days things started to get worse.
I woke up at about nine o'clock in the morning. I was really excited, today was the day I was going to Victor Krum's house. He had invited me over to stay with him over the summer, and I was very excited. About a week after I got back from school I got a letter from Krum asking me to stay with him over the summer. It had taken a lot of begging my parents to let me go, but they finally agreed that if I wanted to go for about a month that would be okay. I got out of bed and checked through all my stuff, to double check that I had gotten everything. An hour later, after I was showered and dressed, I waited. He said that he would be arriving by floo powder, and to wait for him by the fire. He also said that he would be arriving at about 8:30 PM, it was 8:30 now. Suddenly Victor came shooting out of the fireplace. "Victor!" I said going over to him. "Hello, Her-mio-ninny," he said. I giggled at the fact that he still couldn't pronounce my name. He stood up and looked at my parents. "I am Victor." "Hello Victor," my mum said. She went over to him and shook his hand. It was my father that I had to worry about. He had never had a problem with me staying at the Weasley's, but he didn't much like this idea. He knew almost nothing about Victor, other than what I had told him. "Well, hello there Victor," said dad. "Now you're going to take very good care of my daughter, correct?" Dad! Don't say that! "Of course sir," he said glancing at me and smiling. I smiled back. I trusted Victor, and knew this was going to be great fun. "Well, we better get going then," I said, ready to go. "By mum, I love you," I went over to mum and kissed her goodbye, and doing the same to dad I said, "You too dad, and don't worry." Krum gave a bit of floo powder and we were off. I had only done this once, and I remembered it was a ruff ride. I got into the flames and said, "The Krum's!" And with a last look at my parents terrified faces (for they had never seen anyone use floo powder before), I was off. After the ride, I was shot out of a fireplace, and into a very large house. I stood up and brushed myself off, then looked around. It was very big indeed and I knew that it would be, after all he did get paid a lot to play Quidditch. I thought of what Ron would be doing right now, oh, what Ron would give to be in Krum's home. Another second later, Victor came out of the fireplace too. After he had stood up and had brushed himself off he looked at me and smiled. "Vell, this is my home," he said. "It' lovely," I said. He came over and took my hand.
"Here, I vill give you zee tour," he said, leading me on. As he talked of each room, I began to feel quite awkward. What I had stupidly not noticed before, was that Krum did not live with his parents, or anyone else for that matter. It was just the two of us, alone, in his home. We finally reached the upstairs. He showed me his room, which was filled to the rim with Quidditch trophies, and Quidditch supplies. I saw a small figure of Krum on top of his dresser. A very bad feeling filled my stomach. If this makes any sense, seeing the figure made me homesick for Ron and Harry. Homesick, that doesn't make any sense, but at that moment, all I wanted was to have them there. I looked at Krum, "Is it weird having little figures of you like this?" I asked. "No, not really," he said, "Kind of funny actually." Krum came over to me and ran his hand through my hair, he looked into my eyes. "You are beautiful Her-mio-ninny." "Thank you," I said. He leaned down and I felt his lips touch mine. I didn't want to be kissing him, and all the sudden I thought that I had made a huge mistake coming. No one was there with me, and I was not ready to do anything with Victor. I felt his tongue on mine, and I pulled away. "I think I'm ready for bed," I said. "Sure," he said, but then he wouldn't let me move. He began to kiss me again, and again I pulled away. "Really Victor," I said, going for the door. "Vut you just got here," he said. "I know, but I am tired." I had gotten ready for bed and I was now trying to fall asleep. Two ideas struck my mind. One was just telling Victor in the morning that I had gotten an emergency owl from home, and that I had to come home that day, and the other was just sneaking down now, grabbing some floo powder and heading home. I did neither. Then next day was not so bad. He began to listen to me over the days about how much I wanted to be kissed, and how much I didn't. I did kiss him, but I wasn't ready for too much too soon. For the first week Krum was very kind. He took me places, to dinner and shopping, and I was having a great time. It was at night, when all he wanted to do was kiss that made me want to go home. After the first week, he wasn't so nice about it. When I wanted to stop, I found him not letting me go, or holding me back. I didn't want to leave though; we had such a great time during the day. But over the days things started to get worse.