Chapter two: The wait is lemon fresh and well worth it
The days past to slow for Hemrione was growing impatient. Nevertheless the tension grew between her and her father what Steven thought,it didn't matter one bit to her. Hemrione could be found scrubbing every inch of the house and pratically re-arranging all of the furniture. The air smelled constantly of lemon scented cleaner and Hermione was always scrubbing down the kitchen table or on her hands and knee's scrubbing the already gleaming floors. She did this so that Viktor would come to a clean and nice house but she knew how clean her mother kept it so the cleaning was mostly to halt the butterflies that threatened to emerge when she thought of him. "Dear I don't think that Viktor will be looking in the broom cupboard when he comes to stay." Jane said laughing at her daughter as she tidied the closet because Viktor was due to make his appearence at any time today. "Mum this will be perfect. I will make sure of that" and who knows maybe he will see the broom cupboard... Hermione's lips twitched when she thought of being in the small space with Viktor. "Well I'm sure he wont be worried if the supplies are not in alphabetical order." Her mother said clutching her stomach weakly shaking with supressed laughter. "And Viktor will be here in an hour, I suspect you will want to get yourself ready." Hermione's eyes widdened and was now bounding up the stairs to her room grumbling about how no one told her that he ws going to be here so soon.
Now Hermione wasn't one for being an all show no substance kind of girl, she didn't put pounds of foundation on or curl her eyelashes or even pluck her eyebrows, but she was certainly feeling self conscious at the moment. "How could he possibly pick this over all those other girls that practically jump him in the halls continuously?" She said to herself looking in the mirror. Sure she wasn't bad looking but she didn't prep herself she was just plain Hermione Jane Granger. She was a little short and she had a small tummy, hell she didn't look anything like the girls that he could have had instead of me now. Ah! but then they were the bubbly space girls. Viktor wasn't one who could happily handle the bubbly blond or vivacious and empty brunette. He was quiet and smart and just so...Perfect! She shook her head and decided that Viktor must just not like those barbie girls as she picked at her skin.
She tugged uselessly at her hair and decided to leave the curls alone,. At least she had gotten some of the frizz out. She changed into a piar of comfortable indigo colored jeans and a green silk shirt topped with shiny sequins and a black half top . With one final look at herself she wrapped a belt around her low slung jeans tool one final look in the mirror and turned to go back downstairs.
She was walking down the stairs when she heard a nock at the door. Her feet led her at a run to the door and Hermione beat back the butterflies that where positively thorwing a little cartwheel party in her stomach. Her hand trembled slightly when it landed on the nob but she faught for calm. "Ok just relax it's just Viktor I have seen him before." She whispered to herself. She opened the door and saw gorgeous built man that she had longed for almost a year. "Viktor..." She whispered feeling like she was in a dream that she had had so many times before. "Herm-own-y." Viktor said soflty looking at her in amazement. "Come here Herm-own-y." he whispered soflty looking at her with his arms outstretched. "Ohh! Viktor I have missed you soooooo much!" Hermione cried into his shoulder as she hugged him tightly. Viktor returned the embrace and held that much more tightly."I missed you az vell herm-own-y. So very much." Hemrione felt so happy and wished that this moment would never end but she heard Viktor reply that Hermione should get inside so she wouldn't catch a chill. They entered the house and walked in the main hallway. She smiled when she saw his attire. "How can you possibly wear that fur coat?" Hermione asked feeling the soft fur that was currently floating threw her feminin fingers. "I haff been working far avay. I portkeyed and zen apparated here." He said matter of factly never breaking eye contact with Hermione. He hadn't seen her for so long, it took all his self controle not to pull her against him and kiss her beautiful lips forever. Hemrione seemed to read his mind as she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed the fur coat down his broad chest where it pooled to the ground in soft waves of borwn and chestnut. She looked into his eyes and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. She looked down embarrassed at what she had done until Viktor grabbed her chin with his large thumb and forefinger and kissed her back. The kiss was long luxurious teasing and intoxicating. She could feel the stir, dizziness of passion and love wich mingled and made Hermione feel weak in the knees Hemrione lifted her hands and removed his fur hat never breaking the kiss.
The soft thud of the cap hitting the floor and the angry grunt made by Steven Granger brought Hemrione back to her senses. She let go of Viktor and straitghened her already immaculate placed clothing. Jane coughed nervously and Hermione blushed crimson. Viktor looked slightly put out that theyre kiss had been ended so abruptly but jumped into the introductions almost imediatly. "Hello my name iz Viktor...You mussst be Jane Granger." He said taking Jane's hand and placing a small kiss on the top of her hand. "I see now vere Hermione received her amazing beautie." Jane turned pink and thanked Viktor, a smile plastered on her face. Viktor then lifted his hand to shake Steven's but he did not take Viktor's outstreched hand. "So Hermione never did mention how old you where AND it is Her-my-own-y." Viktor scowled at Steven's obvious insult at not shaking his hand but he reply'd his questions anyway. "I am tventy vone and Herm-own-y's name iz hard to pronouce it iz very foreign to me." "Oh so not only are you craddle snatching you can't even say my daughters name?"Viktor looked very taken aback, his brows knitted together as he looked at Hermione's father. "Daddy!" "Steven!" Hermione and looked outraged at Steven's sudden outburst. "She iz not much younger than me and I cannot say her name ze way you say it no." "Daddy I like the way he says my name. It's sounds so exotic." Steven looked like he wanted to reply to Hermione's comment but Jane cut in. "Steven why don't we go set the table for dinner?" Jane gave him a look that said if you don't, you will be sleeping on the couch tonight. Steven grumped but left the hallway to help his wife. "I'm so sorry Viktor, don't worry Dad is just a little overprotective that's all." Hermione said exasperatedly. Viktor kissed the top of her nose and smiled, a rare sight, usually Viktor would protray his mood by a movement of his eyebrows or a twist in the lips but he flashed her the smile that he reserved only for her. "Don't vorry ve vill get along, because ve of course now haff to share your company." Hermione smiled, grabbed his hand and led him to the dinning room.