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Bulgarian Blunders

By, Rogue Wingweaver

Chapter 3

The Past Steps In

Viktor had never had enjoyed himself so much. Happy did not describe the way he felt. Maybe contentment but even that seemed to belittle his feelings. He looked over and stared in awe at the woman beside him. Hermione's eyes were looking back at his with what he thought might be adoration. He was so enthralled that he did not notice another woman that was staring at both of them.

"Hello Viktor, did you have a pleasant afternoon?" Said the mysterious woman as she stood up and walked slowly towards them.

Viktor was frozen in place. What is she doing here, he thought to himself. He had not seen or heard from his old school girlfriend in more than a year. Someone had told him that she was married but why was she visiting him?

"Hello Miquain, How have you been? Viktor said

He knew it sounded lame but he had been so taken aback by seeing her than he could think of nothing else to say.

"Oh, I have been doing fine, just fine."

"I see you have found ways to entertain yourself." Miquain said and gave Hermione a look that she would not soon forget. The look warned Hermione that her peace had come to an end.

"I am glad you have been doing well."

"I heard from Jack that you had gotten married, let me congratulate you." Viktor said after gaining some composure.

"Oh, so that is what he told you, well it is not true."

"I was engaged but I did not go through with it." She said.

"May I ask what your reason was for backing out?" Viktor said.

"Of course you may."

"The answer to that question is the reason I came to see you." She said with a smile.

"I could not go through with it because of you."

"Me?" Victor said with confusion in his voice.

"Why me?"

"Because I never stopped loving you Viktor." Miquain said

She continued,

"I am not going to keep my agenda secret."

"I am back to see if you still love me."

When she said that, she might as well have pointed a gun to his head. His surprise would have been no different. He suddenly felt very guilty when he remembered Hermione was standing beside him.

Hermione did not know what to think. This was the worst thing to end the most wonderful day of her life, other then meeting Harry and Ron.

All was quiet and quit awkward for what seemed like hours but was only a few seconds.

"May we go inside, please?" Miquain said breaking the silence.

"Oh, yeah follow me." Viktor said coming back to reality.

The three went inside and everyone but Miquain felt extremely uncomfortable. Viktor was more embarrassed than anything. Hermione was so confused that she just wanted to cry and sleep. She went right up to her room and cried. Why was this Miquain woman really here? Hermione did not understand what Viktor and she were talking about. What was her past with Viktor?

Meanwhile, Viktor ordered that a room be made up for Lady Miquain and then went to bed. As he walked up to his room he was very caught up in his thoughts, to think that Miquain had to nerve to come back to him after all that had happened. She had hurt him and given him more than he thought was wizardly possible, she had left him for someone else. Now if that was all it had been he would have been able to get over her but she did not leave him for some guy he didn't know. No, she left him for the man he hated more than anyone else, his brother. He loved Miquain with great passion and had been ready to marry her when it happened.

He remembered it vividly, it was a rainy night and he had just got back from quidditch practice. When he arrived back at his apartment he felt that something was wrong. He went over to see Miquain so she could comfort him. When he got there the feeling increased and he knocked on her door. When no one answered he got worried and opened the door with magic. He walked in to see his brother and Miquain together in her bed. They were both naked so he did not have to guess what he had interrupted. There were cries from Miquain and his brother but all Viktor could do was get out of there. He did not want to hear any excuses. The pain had shot through him and the agony made tears endlessly run down his face.

Peace had finally come to him after a season of sorrow. Now he had Hermione and the hope a good and lasting relationship with her.

He returned to reality and the two women, one from the past and one present. He asked himself, what was he to do next? He did not know. Everyone's sleep was restless that night.