Summary: It's the beginning of Hermione's sixth year and she is writing letters to Viktor daily. But off-paper, Hermione is developing another relationship. Can she keep this a secret to Viktor? Can you read between the lines of her letters?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned etc.

Dear Hermione,

I am being hopefull that my English will be better for you to do reading. Your teaching is good and I am learning fast and I soon can write better letters. I am hoping you are still well and that you are safe from the wizards of darkness in your country.

My father has been making me practice more times and I am feeling tiredness. I wish I could be having a break from quidditch. I do miss you and I am wishing you are here.

In your letter, you said of you friend Harry Potter. I know there is no romantical between you and Harry Potter but I am finding you talk about him many times. Perhaps I am being wrong and you and Harry Potter are being friends but I think you and him are having a romantical relationship, I am feeling worry.

I am hoping you are safe and I am hoping you can do visiting in the time of summer to my country.

yours sincerely,

Viktor

Dear Viktor,

thank you ever so much for my letter. It is always such a delight to hear from you. But I need to assure you that there is no romantic relationship between Harry and I, we are merely friends and Harry has a possible girlfriend already. Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.

How is school? You didn't mention your new headmaster as you said you would. Is he or she unpleasant so you don't wish to tell me?

Thankyou for asking if I was safe. Yes, I am fine. Our Ministry has the situation under to control as does our headmaster, Professor Dumbledore. Did you hear any news about Karkaroff or his whereabouts?

I am also missing you a lot and trying desperately to pursuade my parents to let me visit you but they are very wary about wizards; they are not wizards themselves, they don't actually understand much about our world. Sometimes it's hard for them to trust me with situations they know nothing of.

Please write back soon.

yours faithfully

Hermione

xxx

Hermione sighed heavily and sealed the letter she had finished writing and tied it to the leg of Viktors tired owl. She was in love, or so she thought. She had never felt this way about anybody before. She loved Harry and Ron of course, but in a sisterly way. Not the same way she loved Viktor.

"Oooh, are you writing to Krum Hermione? Could he send tickets to the Bulgaria vs. England match next month for me and my brother?" said Lavender brightly, pulling back the curtains of her four poaster bed.

"Ok, sure," lied Hermione, opening the window for Viktor's owl to take off. She, of course, wasn't going to bother Viktor with pleas for Quidditch tickets. What would he think of her then?

"By the way, Ron and Harry are waiting for you in the common room, they're saying it's important," said Lavender, smoothing out her robes which she was about to remove for her pyjamas. It was already eleven-thirty and most of the girls had gone to bed.

Hermione put away her quill and parchment and headed down to the Gryffindor common room where Harry and Ron were waiting in an arm chair each, Harry looking rather angry. When Hermione arrived, Harry got to his feet and rushed at her.

"Did you know about this?" he yelled, turning red.

"What?" said Hermione, panicking slightly.

"That Cho was crying in the girls toilets yesterday and told nearly every girl in Hogwarts that she'd kissed me last year?" Harry demanded, his hand gripped firmly around his wand in the pocket of his robes, scared that he was so angry he'd begin jinxing the armchairs.

"She did?" said Hermione, gasping loudly. How could Cho be so inconsiderate? she thought the herself.

"Yes, she did! And now all the girls are whispering about it!" Harry complained, collapsing nack into the armshair in front of the bright and warm fireplace.

"Are you sure you didn't hear about it?" Ron quizzed her. Hermione sighed and shook her head.

"I've been in the dormitory all afternoon writing a letter to Viktor-"

Hermione stopped talking, mid-sentence, remembering how much Ron teased her about her relationship with Viktor.

"Oh, been writing to Vicky, have we?" said Ron coldly, "Harry is down here being angry to the point of smashing something and you're off writing to lover boy in bulgaria or wherever the heck his lord highness lives?"

"Listen, Ron," said Hermione sternly, her arms folded across her chest, "It's none of your bussiness whether I write to Viktor or not! So you can stop making stupid comments!"

"You obviously would rather sit up writing to Vicky than helping Harry, your best friend!" replied Ron, gesturing to Harry who was watching from the arm chair.

Hermione was absolutely outraged at this comment.

"That's such a stupid thing to say, Ron! Of course I want to help Harry! Just like I always do! Why are you so determined to make me choose between you and Harry and Viktor?"

"I'm not! You seem to have chosen already!"

"I'm sick of you being jealous, grow up, you ignorant little boy!" shrieked Hermione and she turned on her heel and ran right back to her dormitory. She was so angry with him. Why was he trying to make everything so difficult? Wasn't she ever allowed a boyfriend? Was she destined to have Ron hold her back her whole life?

She was sick of Ron Weasley, more so than she'd ever been in the last five years.