"Can't you filthy Mudbloods watch where you're going?" He spat
Hermione's eyes flashed with anger.
How dare he. It had been an accident; he could at least be courteous and treat it so!
"It's not my fault that you purebloods have no sense of direction."
He seemed to ignore her comment, and got up and began straightening his clothes, paying no attention whatsoever to Hermione.
"Ugh, Granger, you've ruined my hair."
Surely enough, his hair was badly messed up, falling into his eyes so that he looked like a muggle surfer.
Hermione made a disgusted noise, and began walking away.
"Egotistical, vain prat" She muttered.
"I am not a prat!" He called out loudly.
He was a sex God. There was a difference.
The posh restaurant was dimly lit, probably for romantic purposes. It wasn't romantic for Hermione, sitting across from Viktor. She knew what he was going to ask her, and she had no clue what her answer would be.
All day she had tried to list the pros and cons of marrying him, but all she could think about was how improperly vain Malfoy was.
Thinking about Malfoy? What in Dumbledore's name was wrong with her?
She answered the question for herself.
I'm just very angry at his stupidity. That's all. Imagine! He didn't even have the intuition to treat it as an accident. Instead, he treated it as if I had done it to him on purpose!
She glanced at her watch. 7:30. Viktor wasn't due to arrive until eight. She might still have some time to sort her options out.
Reaching into her silver evening bag, she pulled out a pen and a small notepad.
Reasons Why I Should, or Should Not, Marry Viktor Krum
PRO: Viktor is handsome
CON: He has way too many rabid fans
PRO: He loves me
CON: I'm not sure if I love him
PRO: He is financially secure
CON: Am I ready to settle down?
PRO: I would be happy with Viktor
CON: I might have to leave my Auror job here, in England, and transfer to Bulgaria
PRO: ----
CON: I feel smothered when he's around
PRO: ----
CON: Viktor is/was my first and last boyfriend to date
PRO: I would have no trouble staying faithful
CON: Viktor has many opportunities to be un-faithful
Hermione was interrupted by a small crash. She snapped her pad shut and looked up.
"I am very sorry for the knocking of your dishes"
"Oh no sir, that's quite alright, quite alright sir. You're seat is over to the left there by the window."
She shoved the pad in her purse.
Viktor greeted her warmly.
"Herm-own-ninny, you look very beautiful tonight"
"Thank you"
Indeed, she had taken pains to look special tonight, which was only because they happened to be in the most posh wizarding restaurant in England. She glanced down at her light yellow dress robes, and mentally checked her hair. It was pulled back into a messy bun, but curls kept popping out, and they were driving her insane.
Viktor took his seat across from her. His blue robes glinted in the light. She couldn't tell what type of material it was, but it looked very expensive.
She had a sudden flash of anger. For the amount of money those useless robes had cost, some deserving family incasterated in poverty could have probably bought a year's worth of groceries.
He set his smoldering look on her and flashed her a toothy smile. She smiled back warmly.
"So, what would you like to order tonight my love?"
Hermione looked doubtfully at her menu.
"Why don't you order Viktor? I ordered last time"
"Alright. Whatever pleases you"
She flinched mentally. The last time she had ordered, he had choked on an s-cargo. The memory made her blush with embarrassment when she thought of it.
She hoped Viktor knew his French.
"Est-ce que je peux vous aider monsieur ?"
Viktor flashed a grin at the waitress, and she almost fainted. She seemed to be very taken with him.
"Oui, vous pouvez. Je voudrais deux ordres de Confit de Canard avec une bouteille de Corbieres. Merci beaucoup"
Surprisingly, he did.
When the dish came, they ate in silence. Only when she had finished did he speak.
"You look ravishing Herm-own-ninny."
She blushed.
"Thank you."
Uh oh. Here it comes…
His look became intense.
"I was wondering… I was wondering if I could ask you something?"
Right on target…
"Yes of course."
He pulled a small box out of his pocket, and opened it to reveal a diamond ring.
"Will you marry me?"
Will I marry him?
She took a deep breath.
"I-"
CRASH!
Hermione spun around to look at where the noise was coming from.
Alright. That ends that chapter for now. I was intending to write more, but I think I'm artistically overworked right now. I'm sure you can all guess who the crash came from. If you have any suggestions or improvements please tell me in your review. I will update Slytherin's Bride very soon. I'm almost done the next chapter. Please RR!