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lutefa: I know, poor Viktor has to go through alot. Karkaroff puts a lot of stress on him later too.

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Entry 7

When I woke up today I scampered out the door as silently as I could, so that I would not have the chance of running into Karkaroff. As soon as I entered t he great hall I sat down at a table and I started to eat. I was silent, like I always am, thinking about home and about my real school.

My thoughts were broken when I noticed Hermione walk into the room. I turned to face her and she smiled at me, then she sat down at the Gryffindor table along with a some kid with red hair. Holy crap! His hair is so bright that I'm sure it blinds people. It's so damn ugly that I want to slap him in the face. How could Hermione be friends with this monster?

I walked over to her and my shadow loomed over them. She slowly turned around and she smiled at me. She has such nice teeth, even if they are a little large. The red head didn't notice I was there and he kept babbling on.

"I really can't believe Harry! Always in the spot light! It's always about him! He's already famous! Why couldn't he tell me? Huh? Why not!"

After a while of time I was getting sick of listening to him cry so I started to pretend that I was crying in a mocking way. "Waaaahhhh… wahh… wahhh."

"Viktor… did you say something?" Asked Hermione as Ron stopped complaining.

"Oh, hello Herm-own-ninny, how are you today?" I asked her.

"Just fine. How are you Viktor?"

I shrugged. I was lost for words. What was I going to say? I hate it here and Hogwarts sucks? Not I couldn't do that so I just waited for her to say something else.

There was along awkward pause. Ron was about to say something.

"Do you think that I can have an autogr-?" He was cut off by Hermione who stood up.

"I really have to be going to the library now. I'll see you later Ron." She started to leave.

"By Herm-own-ninny," I said.

"Bye."

I stood there for a minute as she left and then Ron spoke again. "Wonder what that was about?" I shrugged and decided to take a walk around the school.

I have to admit that it is huge. I walked down around ten hallways, on some stairs, through some room, then I was in another hallway. The whole time I was lost in my thoughts and then I realized that I was lost. "Vere, am I?" I said to myself.

"You are in the dungeons, Mr. Krum," said a leering voice from behind me. I quickly turned to see Professor Snape standing there with a flash light in his face. Why was there a flashlight in his face?

"Why is there a flashlight in your face?" I asked.

"Oh… I… um… wanted a dramatic effect," he then turned it off and put it in his robes.

"Oh," I said, what else can you say to that?

"Umm… so Mr. Krum. Do you happen to have a girlfriend?" He asked with a smile on his face. "Seen anyone that you have taken a fancy to?" He then waggled his eyebrows. It must have been one of the scariest things I have ever seen because A) he is super creepy and B) It is so not professor like at all!

"Yes," I said to him, being blunt.

"Oh… is that so? Who! Who! Who let the girls out! Who, Who, Who?" He said in a musical rhythm.

"Eh?" I was confused; this man must have smoked way to much of his own special "potions."

"It is not Hermione Granger?" Snape said in an accusing way.

I shrugged.

"Oh! Not her! I know someone who would be much better for you," he was speaking in his low, creepy voice and then all of a sudden he stared to move in close to me. He put his arm on my shoulder and he started to breath on me. I was still, scared what was going to happen.

Then it seemed as though he was going to move in for something that I didn't like. I then started to make up an excuse, "um… excuse me. I… um… don't feel so good." Then I ran as fast as I could away from him.

The only thing herd in the whole hallway was my feet echoing against the floors. When I made it into the Great Hall I sat down. People were asking me questions, asking how I was and what not. But I sat in shock and said nothing. That was one of the scariest things in my life!

Later…

I was in my Transfiguration class when some little kid came running in.

"Professor! Professor! I am to get Viktor Krum!" said the little runt.

" Mr. Creevey, you are not to interrupt my class like this just to-" The professor was cut off.

"But Mr. Bagman wants him! Pictures… and stuff for the Triwizard Contest!" He said breathlessly.

"Very well, very well," she said and I then got up. This little kid was showing me the way to the room.

"Hey, Viktor, I'm Collin," he said to me. He seemed to be one of those little annoying kids so I decided to say nothing to him. After following him down the hall, the whole time listening to his every blabbering word, he showed me the room.

I walked in and I found that there was no one else there yet besides Dumbledore. He smiled and winked at me. Don't tell me that he was hitting on me too! I can't take anymore of this!

"Hello Mr. Krum," he said to me.

"Hello Professor," I said back to him.

"Lemon Drop?" He asked me.

"No thank youz," I responded. His eyes narrowed.

"Have one."

"No… thank youz."

"Take it."

"No… that is quite alrightz."

"EAT IT!" Said the old man.

I then took it and ate it. It was okay I guess but the old man seemed satisfied. He then spoke again.

"I will be back in a couple of minutes," he then walked out of the room. There were several chairs in the room so I made myself comfortable and I sat town in the silence.

THUMP.

I herd something.

"MMMMMmmmmm."

There were noises coming from the closet. My curiosity was consuming me and I started to move towards the closet when I herd something else.

"OH BABY!" Was what a male voice said and then there was some mumbling in a different language. I then put my hand on the knob and swiftly opened it.

To my surprise Fleur and Cedric came falling out of the closet. Cedric had lip stick smeared across his face, his hair was messy and his robes were untidy. Fleur's long said was ruffled and her face had a smirk crossed on it.

"Bonjour," she said to me as she fixed her robes.

"Is anyone here?" Asked Cedric.

"Dumbledore has juzt left," I informed him.

He looked a little mad. "Why did you interrupt us then?"

"It eez okay," said Fleur with a dumbfounded look on her face. Cedric smiled at her as she continued to speak. "Vou are a wonderful kizzer. I vont to teach you to, how do you say it? French kizz?"

Cedric smiled at her once again. "Anytime." He then smooched her. At once the door opened and a large amount of people came in. All of the headmasters along with the other two men from the ministry. There was also a women who looked like a rapist with a photographer.

Karkaroff walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "I missed you today Viktor. Where did you go?"

"For a walk."

"Next time you go ask me. I will be pleasured to take you for one myself." He was about to smile and I casually looked away. There was much talking and then Harry Potter showed up.

That kid was so Ugly. He had this giant scar on his head, his hair is untidy, he has loser glasses, what a freak! The lady then said that she wanted interviews with everyone. First she brought Harry into the broom closet. I sat at a chair while Fleur and Cedric talked to the ministry officials as if they have never met.

Dumbledore went into the broom closet and came out with Harry and that Skeeter women. Our wands were weighted by some really creepy old guy that resembled the guy who played that hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, in that Lord of the Rings movie. He was some very creepy MoFo.

Then we were to get our pictures taken. I noticed that Karkaroff was moving to the front so I moved to the back, avoiding not only the picture but him. They kept making Fleur go in the front, I am starting to think that she is secretly a hooker or something. She is just so perfect and she has connections with everyone.

As everyone was leaving the room I herd a voice from behind me once again. It was that Skeeter women. "Viktor, do you think I can have a word with you?"

"Eh…?"

"Go ahead Viktor," said Karkaroff and then she dragged me off into that broom closer.

She was smiling and as soon as we walked in she locked the door behind us. At once she pushed me down onto a box and she sat on my lap."Oh Viktor. I must be honest. I want the low down on you. I want to know absolutely everything about you."

"Ummm…" I didn't know what to say. "That is very nize of you but-"

"Oh… you have the cutest accent," she said as she grabbed my arm. "Oh… and you are so muscular!"

"Are you supposed to write an interview?" I asked her.

"Ummm… no, that was just an excuse to get you in a broom closer with me."

She then started to make her moves on me when the door busted open and Karkaroff walked in. "What are you doing to my prize student?"

"I was just….!" She was panicking. "You need to share your students with me!"

"NEVER!" He cried as he grabbed my arm and dragged me through the castle, outside, and into the ship. "I want you do know that you are mine Viktor! Mine!"

"Professor, I want to go to sleep." I then started to walk to my bed. He then said something to me.

"Want me to keep you warm."

"No Professor, you have already done to muchz." I then went into my room that I shared with a few other boys, and I hopped into my bed. As soon as I lied down in bed I was out like I light.

(A/N: So how was it? Did you ever thin about Fleur and Cedric? Makes good sence though, always chatting it up. Oh, and if you like this story read my others! And if you like humor Harry Potter stories then visit my friend Darkprediction 's story!)