Hermione sat on her own on the train, in her own compartment for about two
hours and still had one more left before she got to her destination. When
there, she would have to walk for an hour to get to Ron's house. *She
couldn't very well take a cab to a layered house that looks like a child's
building blocks.* "Wow, this is a long ride" She thought out loud.
Just then the cabin door slid open. "Oh sorry, meez, eevree var else ees full." Said a surly, buff, looking guy in his late teens.
'Not bad looking' Hermione thought to herself. "Oh, thats no problem, I'd enjoy some company." She answered standing up to help him with his luggage. "Oaf" She moaned putting one of his bags in the corner "not a light packer are you?" He replied with a smile. She held out her hand "Hermione Granger."
"Victor Krum" He replied taking her hand.
"Hmm..... Victor Krum... I think I've heard that name before. I just can't remember where." She said shrugging.
He seemed to be fighting himself about something, but stopped when he noticed her staring at him. "Umm.... Durmstrang... Does that mean anything to you?"
Hermione laughed for a minute, repeating what he just said. He figured that she thought it was a weird name. Then she finally stopped laughing and got out a sentence "Well, Durmstrang definitely doesn't mean a thing to me, but Hogwarts does." Then she started laughing again.
" 'Ogvats, 'ogvarts.... you go to 'ogvarts" Victor gasped in between laughs. His face went completely red, and then blue.
"Okay it wasn't that funny Mr. I'm-a-big-shot-seeker-and-still-in-school!" She said staring at him in a 'your stupid' manner. He immediately stopped laughing, and returned to his lightly tanned color.
"I deedn't tink you knew 'o I vas!" He mumbled.
"My best friend Ron is a big fan of everything having to do with quidditch! My other best friend Harry is also the seeker on our house team!" She explained.
"Oh, 'arry ees a veird name. Umm.. 'arry Potter?" he questioned
Hermione didn't think she should answer that. She knew that a lot of wizards had it in for Harry Potter, and Durmstrang wasn't exactly known for they're happy go lucky witches and wizards. "No" She decided. "But he does go to my school!" That was safe enough.
"Vell, dats nice. Ver are 'o heeded?" He asked. "Me be ve could geet someting to eat?" HE offered.
"Well, I'm flattered, however, I'm going to my friend Ron's house, and its the next stop." She looked at her watch. "I've got 20 minutes!" she looked up at his expressionless face. "But that's twenty minutes of more conversation time!" She smiles, and so did he. She stood up and sat on the same bench.
They talked about what they were doing next, and what they've done for ten minutes. Hermione was choosing her words carefully, avoiding chat about Harry. Then they realized she had ten minutes left and she got her light trunk down, with his unnecessary help. Then he mentioned something appalling. "So I geese I vill see 'o later in da schooling 'ear den!"
She immediately sat down beside him and almost shouted " What? What are you talking about? Are you coming to Hogwarts? Are select few from Hogwarts going to Durmstrag? What? What?"
He couldn't help but laugh at her questions, but he stopped when she lightly slapped him across the face.
"Your atracteeve ven you're mad!" He said and grabbed her around the
waist. But she hardly took any notice.
"Are you going to answer my questions?"
"No, der, I just anseered vune!" He smirked, having complete notice of the situation, and knowing that she finally noticed he had a hold of her.
"Excuse me, what do you thing your doing?" She calmly asked, blushing
"You ask to many questions!" He mumbled, then his lips came down on hers.
She felt dizzy after a moment, knowing that he wouldn't release her until she relaxed, which she did. Then he shifted his weight onto her, forcing her to lay down on the bench. Which would leave him on top of her. ' Oh shit' she thought. ' I need to get out of here'. She didn't want him to stop kissing her, since his hands weren't searching her body, and she felt comfortable. What the hell, she loved it. She didn't want it to stop. She wanted him all over her. He was so warm.AND a great kisser. She hadn't kissed a lot of guys, but he was the best one so far. He finally broke apart. But she didn't want him to, so she followed his lips. Then they were back in the same position. Him on her! Until the door slid open again.
"Victor, what the HELL do you think you're doing with that muggle?" The man was in complete rage, Hermione didn't know why. He didn't have Victors accent, he was dressed rather raggedy, and he was old and fat.
"Hey" Was all Hermione could get out. " I resent being called a muggle!" Her and Victor were now standing a little ways away from each other.
"Oh shut up, you stupid little girl, you don't have one clue as to what a muggle is, so just leave would you?" He didn't even look at her as he spoke.
"I know full well what a muggle is, and I also resent being called stupid. Ask anyone at Hogwarts and they'll tell you the exact opposite. And I wont leave until I'm at my stop, so why don't you sod off until we get there, you...YOU!!- Mr. Potato Head!" She shouted. She had never insulted an adult, besides the Professor Trelawney and her parents just then, but she liked the way it felt.
He looked completely flustered. He just stammered, and looked from her to Victor and back. Hermione threw a sideways glance at Victor, who had a very smug look on his face. Just then they reached Hermione's stop.
"Oh, well, I guess you don't have to sod off then" She said very calmly, and turned to Victor, gave him a deep passionate kiss, and picked up her stuff, and when in the hallway, gave them a "cheerio" and left.
When the Mr. Potato Head guy slammed the door shut, Hermione could only hear muffled yells, so she laughed to herself as she walked onto the platform, and on to Ron's house to start her mishap filled summer.
Oh and she has no idea exactly how mishap filled!
Just then the cabin door slid open. "Oh sorry, meez, eevree var else ees full." Said a surly, buff, looking guy in his late teens.
'Not bad looking' Hermione thought to herself. "Oh, thats no problem, I'd enjoy some company." She answered standing up to help him with his luggage. "Oaf" She moaned putting one of his bags in the corner "not a light packer are you?" He replied with a smile. She held out her hand "Hermione Granger."
"Victor Krum" He replied taking her hand.
"Hmm..... Victor Krum... I think I've heard that name before. I just can't remember where." She said shrugging.
He seemed to be fighting himself about something, but stopped when he noticed her staring at him. "Umm.... Durmstrang... Does that mean anything to you?"
Hermione laughed for a minute, repeating what he just said. He figured that she thought it was a weird name. Then she finally stopped laughing and got out a sentence "Well, Durmstrang definitely doesn't mean a thing to me, but Hogwarts does." Then she started laughing again.
" 'Ogvats, 'ogvarts.... you go to 'ogvarts" Victor gasped in between laughs. His face went completely red, and then blue.
"Okay it wasn't that funny Mr. I'm-a-big-shot-seeker-and-still-in-school!" She said staring at him in a 'your stupid' manner. He immediately stopped laughing, and returned to his lightly tanned color.
"I deedn't tink you knew 'o I vas!" He mumbled.
"My best friend Ron is a big fan of everything having to do with quidditch! My other best friend Harry is also the seeker on our house team!" She explained.
"Oh, 'arry ees a veird name. Umm.. 'arry Potter?" he questioned
Hermione didn't think she should answer that. She knew that a lot of wizards had it in for Harry Potter, and Durmstrang wasn't exactly known for they're happy go lucky witches and wizards. "No" She decided. "But he does go to my school!" That was safe enough.
"Vell, dats nice. Ver are 'o heeded?" He asked. "Me be ve could geet someting to eat?" HE offered.
"Well, I'm flattered, however, I'm going to my friend Ron's house, and its the next stop." She looked at her watch. "I've got 20 minutes!" she looked up at his expressionless face. "But that's twenty minutes of more conversation time!" She smiles, and so did he. She stood up and sat on the same bench.
They talked about what they were doing next, and what they've done for ten minutes. Hermione was choosing her words carefully, avoiding chat about Harry. Then they realized she had ten minutes left and she got her light trunk down, with his unnecessary help. Then he mentioned something appalling. "So I geese I vill see 'o later in da schooling 'ear den!"
She immediately sat down beside him and almost shouted " What? What are you talking about? Are you coming to Hogwarts? Are select few from Hogwarts going to Durmstrag? What? What?"
He couldn't help but laugh at her questions, but he stopped when she lightly slapped him across the face.
"Your atracteeve ven you're mad!" He said and grabbed her around the
waist. But she hardly took any notice.
"Are you going to answer my questions?"
"No, der, I just anseered vune!" He smirked, having complete notice of the situation, and knowing that she finally noticed he had a hold of her.
"Excuse me, what do you thing your doing?" She calmly asked, blushing
"You ask to many questions!" He mumbled, then his lips came down on hers.
She felt dizzy after a moment, knowing that he wouldn't release her until she relaxed, which she did. Then he shifted his weight onto her, forcing her to lay down on the bench. Which would leave him on top of her. ' Oh shit' she thought. ' I need to get out of here'. She didn't want him to stop kissing her, since his hands weren't searching her body, and she felt comfortable. What the hell, she loved it. She didn't want it to stop. She wanted him all over her. He was so warm.AND a great kisser. She hadn't kissed a lot of guys, but he was the best one so far. He finally broke apart. But she didn't want him to, so she followed his lips. Then they were back in the same position. Him on her! Until the door slid open again.
"Victor, what the HELL do you think you're doing with that muggle?" The man was in complete rage, Hermione didn't know why. He didn't have Victors accent, he was dressed rather raggedy, and he was old and fat.
"Hey" Was all Hermione could get out. " I resent being called a muggle!" Her and Victor were now standing a little ways away from each other.
"Oh shut up, you stupid little girl, you don't have one clue as to what a muggle is, so just leave would you?" He didn't even look at her as he spoke.
"I know full well what a muggle is, and I also resent being called stupid. Ask anyone at Hogwarts and they'll tell you the exact opposite. And I wont leave until I'm at my stop, so why don't you sod off until we get there, you...YOU!!- Mr. Potato Head!" She shouted. She had never insulted an adult, besides the Professor Trelawney and her parents just then, but she liked the way it felt.
He looked completely flustered. He just stammered, and looked from her to Victor and back. Hermione threw a sideways glance at Victor, who had a very smug look on his face. Just then they reached Hermione's stop.
"Oh, well, I guess you don't have to sod off then" She said very calmly, and turned to Victor, gave him a deep passionate kiss, and picked up her stuff, and when in the hallway, gave them a "cheerio" and left.
When the Mr. Potato Head guy slammed the door shut, Hermione could only hear muffled yells, so she laughed to herself as she walked onto the platform, and on to Ron's house to start her mishap filled summer.
Oh and she has no idea exactly how mishap filled!