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Hermione sat on her bed. It was summer break and she was half wishing she were back at Hogwarts because at least at there would something to do. She had been home alone for the past week because her parents went on vacation and decided that since Hermione was going into her 6th year at Hogwarts she was old enough to stay home by herself.

Suddenly an owl flew in her window. I hope it's Harry or Ron, she thought. She didn't recognize the owl though. She took the parchment off of the owl and opened it to read.

Hello Hermione,

I have missed you a lot. Do you like my new owl? Her name is Snowy. I was wondering if you could come to my house for a week and we could hang out.

Love,


Viktor Krum

Hermione paused. She knew everyone thought that she liked Viktor but he was more of her friend. But she hadn't seen him for a while. She was bored and her parents wouldn't get home for 3 weeks. They probably wouldn't like her staying with a boy alone for a week, but they didn't have to know.

She took out a piece of paper and a quill and wrote:

Dear Viktor,

I have missed you too. Your owl is very pretty. I would love to come to your house. However my parents aren't here right now so I don't know how I would get there. If you can think of a way that would be great.

Hermione Granger

She finished writing the letter and tied it to Snowy's leg, sent the owl off, and waited. The next day his owl came again.

Dear Hermione,

Great. Can you Apparate? If so, just tell me when you would like to come. I look forward to seeing your pretty face.

Love,

Viktor

Hermione sighed. Viktor was handsome, but she was sort of seeing Harry right now. She loved how he would sign his letters "Love" and say she was pretty, but it wouldn't be fair not to tell him.

Dear Viktor,

Yes, I can Apparate. How about I will meet you there at noon? I have a lot of stuff you need to hear.

Your Friend,

Hermione Granger

Hermione signed it "Your Friend" on purpose, hoping that he would somehow get the message and she would not have to tell him. Viktor, what am I going to do?

Viktor Krum smiled as he read Hermione's letter. He really liked Hermione and hoped that she felt the same way about him. Viktor thought that Ronald Weasley liked her, but he hoped they had not gotten together. There was also Harry Potter. Viktor knew many girls that would die to go out with The Boy Who Lived, and hoped Hermione was not one of them.

Dearest Hermione,

I cannot wait to see you. I hope the news you have to tell me is good. See you tomorrow!

Love,

Viktor

POP! Hermione appeared in Viktor Krum's living room.

"Viktor!" she cried as she saw him.

"Hello Herm-eye-oh-knee!" he said.

"You said my name the right way," Hermione said with a smile.

"I haff been practicing. Now I know. Or vould you like me to say Herm-ee-own?" he joked.

"No, the way you have it is fine."

"Let me show you to your room," Viktor said and led her up the stairs. Her room was a light blue with fluttering lace curtains and a daybed.

"This is very nice," Hermione told him.

"Thank you. Vould you like to haff lunch after you unpack?" he asked.

"That would be wonderful."

"Vonderful. I vill go make it," Viktor said happily. "I shall make it myself."

After Hermione was sure Viktor was downstairs, she put her head on the window, liking the feeling on the cool glass on her skin. What am I going to tell him? I can't just blurt out "By the way Viktor, don't get too excited, I'm going out with Harry Potter", she thought.

Hermione walked away and began to unpack. She had brought her best clothes that looked the greatest on her. Hermione didn't like what she was wearing, so she changed into a pink tank top and a skirt. After a moment of hesitation, she put on perfume. It's just to make a good impression, she reassured herself.

When Hermione walked down the stairs Viktor looked stunned.

"Hermione, it is just a lunch. You did not haff to go and dress up!" he said. Seeing her face fall, he quickly added, "You look very good anyvay!"

"Thank you!"

Viktor put their lunch in front of them. It was a pasta salad with tomatoes and basil. He put garlic bread on the side.

"This looks awesome! My breath will be very garlicky after though," Hermione giggled.

"That is okay Mione," Viktor said. Hermione looked surprised at her new nickname. Viktor must have realized that for he said, "Do you mind if I call you that?"

"Oh no. It's just that nobody really calls me anything other than Hermione," she said shyly.

"Then it will be our nickname," he said with just a hint of suggestion in his voice. Hermione blushed, and immediately regretted it. It looks like you're flirting with him you IDIOT! She scolded herself mentally. Just then she thought of something.

"Viktor, are your parents here?" Hermione asked.

"No, they vill be gone for another two weeks," he said.

"Do they know that I am over here?"

"Yes I asked them before I asked you," Viktor explained. "Do your parents know?"

"Well…um…actually…er…no," Hermione muttered.

"Ah."

"It's just that I wanted to come, and I wasn't sure if they would let me. Also, I don't really know where they are. They are taking a trip to America, and they haven't sent me a letter for a long time," she explained.

"That makes more sense," Viktor said. "And now ve vill haff the house all to ourselves."

Hermione felt goosebumps as he said this. Stop it, STOP IT! YOU ARE GOING OUT WITH HARRY POTTER SO STOP FLIRTING!

Viktor leaned in closer to her. Hermione went against her better judgement and came closer also. He planted a kiss on her lips. Hermione kissed him back.

"Wow, this is the third time this has happened in the last three years," she said.

"Is that a good thing?" Viktor inquired.

Hermione leaned in closer and kissed him again. Suddenly, guilt overwhelmed her. This isn't fair to either of them. I have to choose between them, she thought. She knew what she had to do.

"Viktor, I can't do this anymore," she whispered shamefully.

"Are you vith someone else?" he asked sorrowfully.

"Yes. I'm with Harry. I'm really sorry."

"Oh. Are you still going to stay here?" Viktor questioned.

"Yes, but we can only be friends," she told him.

He tried to kiss her again, but she pushed him back angrily.

"I'm NOT going to stay if you keep doing that!" she yelled and stomped out of the room angrily.

"Hermione, vait! I am sorry!" Viktor cried.

She turned around. "I won't stay if you keep trying to be more than I want us to be," she said.

He hung his head in shame.

"Alright. I will settle to just be friends."

"Good."

Viktor gave her a friendly hug, and she did not push away.