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No Matter what Happens

Chapter 2

Hermione groaned loudly while laying passively on her bed. Well to be exact and nit-picky about it, this was Viktor's guest room but she had been there for long enough that she now thought of it as her room.

She didn't stay in bed willingly but when Viktor had gotten her to his home he had flown off the handle at the state of her.

Flashback...

"Herm-own-y?" He asked quietly prodding her awake.

"Urgghh...hmm?"

Viktor called her name a few more times before turning her head to face him.

She winced slightly when her weight shifted to her right side but she opened her eyes only to be shocked at finding the dark eyes of Viktor Krum.

He looked at her expectantly before giving her the once over. "Can you stand?" He asked gruffly looking at her frail form.

"Of course I can stand!" She cried indignantly standing up leaving the sheets trailing behind her slowly.

Viktor stopped her with a large hand when she went to leave the room.

"What? Don't you think I can walk?" Hermione snapped looking enraged.

"Ov course I think you can walk herm-own-y but I vant to know why you are so bruised, and vhy you are limpimg?" Viktor said with a sureal calm ignoring her snippy mood.

"No reason Viktor...I'm fine! I have no idea what your talking about." She said looking away from him.

"No no no I brought you back becuz I know that there iz something going on Herm-own-y. Vhy vont you tell me?" He said feeling hurt at her lies.

Hermione looked him in the eyes and fell to the ground sobbing.

Viktor ran to her and put her arms around her stomach when he felt her flinch again. "Let me see vhat happened."

Hermione was to broken up to stop him and he pulled her shirt up to her bra and saw the black-purple bruise that had been there for weeks. The bruise was perculiar and Hermione had been a little worried when it hadn't gone away but forgot about until she felt a sharp pain when he touched it.

Viktor's eyes shone and he picked her up. "Your ribs are broken. I'm taking you to St.Mongos then once you are healed you vill tell me what has been happening allright?"

Hermione nodded weakly clutching to his shoulders as he brought her to the hospital.

End Flashback...

Well after her ribs were fixed and he brought her back home she had been stuck in bed whilst Viktor fed her constantly.

"You are to skinny herm-own-y." He pleaded when she pushed away the second helping of stew he had pushed towards her.

"Viktor, if you feed me anymore I will burst." Hermione replied patting her already overfull stomach.

"Vell fine but you are skin and bones." Viktor said doubtfully eyeing her thin body.

"Well not everyone is built like you Viktor..." She said letting out a small burp. "sorry," She said reddening. "See if you hadn't fed me so much I wouldn't be all full and gassy." She added smiling a true small smile.

Viktor smiled as well relieved that she was at least recovering. The bruises were fading slowly and her face and body were a bit fuller than they were when he had brought her here. He had asked her several times what he had done but when the topic arose Hermione would turn her head and avoid answering it. He decided that for now he would let it be but he would ask again when she was feeling better.