Wow. I can't believe how many people have actually read this! Sure, 10
isn't a lot, but since this is my first fic, it's good enough for me. Thank
you so much to everyone who has reviewed, I hope I can keep you guys happy.
If you have any advice, or you think its getting a little dry, just leave a
review.
I'd like to thank Juliette4 for coming up with my chapter titles. I really suck at it, so this is a big deal for me. I'm still going to need some chapter name selection, so feel free to offer up a title for each new chapter, but don't be offended if I don't use it.
My first version of this chapter was deleted, courtesy of a floppy disk. Don't worry, it's been burned and currently resides in the bottom of my friend's fireplace. I think this version will be better anyway. The truth is, I haven't written this since August because I was so mad that all my stuff got deleted. But since I got so many reviews after posting chapters two and three, I thought, "why the heck not?" So here it is!
Chapter Four
"Herm-my-own-ninny? Vat's the matter?" the tall boy asked with concern.
Hermione instantly jumped out of her perplexed state. "K-Krum! What on earth are you doing here?"
"I haff come back to Durmstrang to teach. I am the new Quidditch teacher," he answered.
Feeling a tad rude, Hermione advanced and gave him a warm hug. "Well in any state, it's nice to see you. How have you been?" she asked. Hermione could hear Ron huff from behind her, and hear Harry laugh at Ron for huffing.
But pretty soon, it became obvious to Hermione that Ron and Harry's eyes weren't the only ones on them. In fact, the majority of the school was looking in their direction; smaller students were relying on larger one's to give them a look at what the hold-up to the castle was. Hermione felt her face burn as she let go of Krum and proceeded to walk inside along side of him, closely followed by Ron and Harry.
Everyone was swept into the Great Hall and seated at their appropriate tables. Krum went off to sit with the rest of the teachers at the staff table, and Hermione sat down between Ron and Harry at the Gryffindor table.
"So, why is i he /i here?" Ron asked, looking in Krum's direction.
"You heard him, he's teaching Quidditch at the school," Hermione answered.
"Are you sure that's all he's here for?" Ron prodded.
"Of course that's all he's- wait- what's that supposed to mean, Ronald Weasley?" she rounded on him.
"Well- erm- you know.," Ron started feebly.
"No, I don't, so that's why you're going to explain," she demanded.
Ron was looking at anything and everything but Hermione. She could tell that he wasn't sure if he should blurt out what he was going to say. Through this whole ordeal, Harry was looking on, rather amused.
"Hermione, Ron thinks that Krum's not here on school business, but business of his own, if that helps you understand any better," Harry said between a bread biscuit (a/n: bread biscuit? Is it a bread or a biscuit?).
Hermione stared at Ron. "What makes you think that?" she asked him, as she too was amused.
"Well.you were.erm.in his castle over the summer, weren't you? And.erm.you couldn't have been around his parents i all /i the time, could you?" Ron questioned, cringing as he spoke.
Hermione grabbed her own bread biscuit and chucked it at his head. "RON! Nothing ever happened between Krum and me, not that its b any /b of your business!"
"You didn't?" Ron said as he rubbed the sore spot on his head, looking utterly bewildered.
"I told you, it's none of your business," she hissed between clenched teeth.
They sat the rest of the meal in huffy silence, only speaking when Ron wanted butter for his biscuit and Hermione answered that she didn't take orders from perverted red heads. Once she was finished, Hermione stood up to leave for the Gryffindor tower. Once she was out in the hall, she started climbing the steps, but not before she heard a pair of feet behind her. She turned around to find Ron standing there.
"Hermione? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you," he said, looking down at his feet as he spoke.
Hermione climbed back down the steps so she was closer to Ron. "Nothing happened between me and Krum, Ron. I was telling the truth. I broke things off after I return home. He sent letters to me regularly, but that's all," she said.
There was an awkward silence, as there always were after they fought and resolved. "So now you know," she said to fill the gap.
There was a loud scraping noise heard from the Great Hall, which meant that the feast was now over, and people would be returning to their rooms. Before Ron and Hermione could start up the stairs however, Krum came around the corner to face both of them.
"Could I haff a word with you, Hermione?" he asked, then noticing Ron, added, "Alone?"
Hermione saw Ron's face contort with suppressed emotion. He nodded curtly and ascended up one of the moving staircases.
Krum led her down a deserted corridor. About half way down, he stopped to look at her.
"Hermione, you are as beautiful as ever," he said gazing into her eyes.
Barely able to turn her snort of laughter into a cough, she said "Thank you," in return.
"Did you get all of the letters I haff sent you?" he asked.
"Yes, I did. They were lovely," she answered, not wanted to tell him that she couldn't quite agree with what she was saying. Hermione decided to continue walking, and they were making their way up a staircase that would lead them to Gryffindor tower. They walked the rest of way, making small conversation and it was only before she gave the Fat Lady the password that he stopped her.
"I would just like you to know, that I meant everything that I said in those letters, Hermione. Everything," he said.
And with that, he bent down and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. And electric shock ran through Hermione - it had been so long since he had kissed her.
He straightened up and said, "Sleep vell, my Hermione," and made his way down the corridor, leaving her completely speechless for the second time in one night.
Hm. what i was /i in those letters? And why do Ron and Hermione fight so much? Where is Draco Malfoy through all this? More importantly, WHERE'S OLIVER WOOD?!?! (sorry, big Oliver fan, can't believe they cut him out of the Azkaban movie)
But anyway, please read and review, I'd really like to make it to 50 reviews! And as always, criticism is welcome.
3
I'd like to thank Juliette4 for coming up with my chapter titles. I really suck at it, so this is a big deal for me. I'm still going to need some chapter name selection, so feel free to offer up a title for each new chapter, but don't be offended if I don't use it.
My first version of this chapter was deleted, courtesy of a floppy disk. Don't worry, it's been burned and currently resides in the bottom of my friend's fireplace. I think this version will be better anyway. The truth is, I haven't written this since August because I was so mad that all my stuff got deleted. But since I got so many reviews after posting chapters two and three, I thought, "why the heck not?" So here it is!
Chapter Four
"Herm-my-own-ninny? Vat's the matter?" the tall boy asked with concern.
Hermione instantly jumped out of her perplexed state. "K-Krum! What on earth are you doing here?"
"I haff come back to Durmstrang to teach. I am the new Quidditch teacher," he answered.
Feeling a tad rude, Hermione advanced and gave him a warm hug. "Well in any state, it's nice to see you. How have you been?" she asked. Hermione could hear Ron huff from behind her, and hear Harry laugh at Ron for huffing.
But pretty soon, it became obvious to Hermione that Ron and Harry's eyes weren't the only ones on them. In fact, the majority of the school was looking in their direction; smaller students were relying on larger one's to give them a look at what the hold-up to the castle was. Hermione felt her face burn as she let go of Krum and proceeded to walk inside along side of him, closely followed by Ron and Harry.
Everyone was swept into the Great Hall and seated at their appropriate tables. Krum went off to sit with the rest of the teachers at the staff table, and Hermione sat down between Ron and Harry at the Gryffindor table.
"So, why is i he /i here?" Ron asked, looking in Krum's direction.
"You heard him, he's teaching Quidditch at the school," Hermione answered.
"Are you sure that's all he's here for?" Ron prodded.
"Of course that's all he's- wait- what's that supposed to mean, Ronald Weasley?" she rounded on him.
"Well- erm- you know.," Ron started feebly.
"No, I don't, so that's why you're going to explain," she demanded.
Ron was looking at anything and everything but Hermione. She could tell that he wasn't sure if he should blurt out what he was going to say. Through this whole ordeal, Harry was looking on, rather amused.
"Hermione, Ron thinks that Krum's not here on school business, but business of his own, if that helps you understand any better," Harry said between a bread biscuit (a/n: bread biscuit? Is it a bread or a biscuit?).
Hermione stared at Ron. "What makes you think that?" she asked him, as she too was amused.
"Well.you were.erm.in his castle over the summer, weren't you? And.erm.you couldn't have been around his parents i all /i the time, could you?" Ron questioned, cringing as he spoke.
Hermione grabbed her own bread biscuit and chucked it at his head. "RON! Nothing ever happened between Krum and me, not that its b any /b of your business!"
"You didn't?" Ron said as he rubbed the sore spot on his head, looking utterly bewildered.
"I told you, it's none of your business," she hissed between clenched teeth.
They sat the rest of the meal in huffy silence, only speaking when Ron wanted butter for his biscuit and Hermione answered that she didn't take orders from perverted red heads. Once she was finished, Hermione stood up to leave for the Gryffindor tower. Once she was out in the hall, she started climbing the steps, but not before she heard a pair of feet behind her. She turned around to find Ron standing there.
"Hermione? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you," he said, looking down at his feet as he spoke.
Hermione climbed back down the steps so she was closer to Ron. "Nothing happened between me and Krum, Ron. I was telling the truth. I broke things off after I return home. He sent letters to me regularly, but that's all," she said.
There was an awkward silence, as there always were after they fought and resolved. "So now you know," she said to fill the gap.
There was a loud scraping noise heard from the Great Hall, which meant that the feast was now over, and people would be returning to their rooms. Before Ron and Hermione could start up the stairs however, Krum came around the corner to face both of them.
"Could I haff a word with you, Hermione?" he asked, then noticing Ron, added, "Alone?"
Hermione saw Ron's face contort with suppressed emotion. He nodded curtly and ascended up one of the moving staircases.
Krum led her down a deserted corridor. About half way down, he stopped to look at her.
"Hermione, you are as beautiful as ever," he said gazing into her eyes.
Barely able to turn her snort of laughter into a cough, she said "Thank you," in return.
"Did you get all of the letters I haff sent you?" he asked.
"Yes, I did. They were lovely," she answered, not wanted to tell him that she couldn't quite agree with what she was saying. Hermione decided to continue walking, and they were making their way up a staircase that would lead them to Gryffindor tower. They walked the rest of way, making small conversation and it was only before she gave the Fat Lady the password that he stopped her.
"I would just like you to know, that I meant everything that I said in those letters, Hermione. Everything," he said.
And with that, he bent down and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. And electric shock ran through Hermione - it had been so long since he had kissed her.
He straightened up and said, "Sleep vell, my Hermione," and made his way down the corridor, leaving her completely speechless for the second time in one night.
Hm. what i was /i in those letters? And why do Ron and Hermione fight so much? Where is Draco Malfoy through all this? More importantly, WHERE'S OLIVER WOOD?!?! (sorry, big Oliver fan, can't believe they cut him out of the Azkaban movie)
But anyway, please read and review, I'd really like to make it to 50 reviews! And as always, criticism is welcome.
3