Chapter 5

I'm sorry to say that this is the last chapter of my story. I hope you have enjoyed it so far. I am currently trying to think up a new Viktor/Hermione fic. Please R&R. Thanks.

It had been a long day of practicing for Viktor. He had been out on his broom most of the day and spent a few hours working out after so he could keep in shape.

It was around 4:00pm when Viktor returned home and decided to walk out to his backyard. His mother loved to spend endless hours out here in her small but quaint garden. He remembered how when he was younger he would come outside during the summer to give his mother a hand. Although yes he wasn't much help because of his age and inexperience in gardening his mother still loved to have the company and loved even more to see her son so happy. As he stood there he felt kind of sad that winter was on its way and it would be awhile before he would see his mothers bright and colorful arrangement of flowers. He loved how she decorated it…yet it was simple like a commoner he thought it was the best because it was his mothers work.

After spending quite some time outside he went inside and noticed a letter addressed to him. Knowing who it was his heart jumped at the thought of getting a letter from Hermione. He knew that she had been busy and could accept that. He opened the letter and sat at his oak-wood kitchen table to read. As he read the letter he noticed that she was getting just as annoyed with the letters as he was. He sat at the table and tried to think it over of what he could do to surprise her. He knew it was going to be hard with them being so far away but he thought the effort was worth it for that special someone in his life.

He went upstairs to his room and decided to write her back as son as possible because he had thought of a surprise for her. He took out a piece of parchment and quill and began writing:

Dear Hermione,

How have you been? I have been doing good except that I miss you more than you could ever imagine. I think about you everyday, and everyday that goes by becomes more depressing than the last.

But lets forget about our troubles for now because I will have a surprise waiting for you in a couple of months. Yes I know it is a log time but it will be worth the wait when the time comes. I am sorry that my letter is so short this time but I promise to write extremely soon.

With all my love for Quidditch replaced for you,

Viktor Krum

Viktor set down his letter and wondered what she would think of if. "I hope that she enjoys her surprise." Viktor said with a grin on his face.

Viktor's mother had noticed him particularly happy about sending this letter. But there was two things wrong, he usually unhappy about sending Hermione letters because of the pain it brought of not being able to see her and he had two letters instead of one this time.

Hermione awoke to the sunlight shining brightly into the bedroom. Surprisingly for a winter day it was bright and not freezing out, but still cold. She got dressed and headed down to the great hall for breakfast. She noticed Harry and Ron sitting at the table so she sat down in the empty seat on the other side of the table.

They began to eat and it was surprisingly quiet at the table. "So how are you guys doing this morning?" Hermione said to break the silence and just as Harry went to reply the owls flew in with mail. A rather large and familiar looking owl flew towards the table, Viktor's owl, and it dropped a letter in Hermione's lap. She didn't even bother looking up to receive her usual glares from Ron. She just stuffed the letter and continued her breakfast. She felt that it be better to read in it private. After she left she didn't notice one of the owls that arrived late for Ron.

After breakfast she went back to the common room and opened the letter. She was so happy because of what he had said. She wished that he had told her earlier of how depressing it was to send letters. She immediately took out a piece of parchment to write back. Some strange but strong urge had told her to reply.

Back in the great hall Ron was looking at his letter with confusion and anger. "The nerve he has to write me a letter." said Ron as he looked over the senders name that read Viktor Krum.

Will it really kill you to open the letter Ron? You know that he means no harm." said Harry getting annoyed with Ron's childish acts.

"Fine I guess I can open it." said Ron hesitantly. He opened the letter and read it over twice. The letter basically said that he had meant no harm to Ron and that he was apologizing for whatever grief he had put Ron through. He also said that he had a surprise for Hermione and that he needed his and Harry's help. There was three tickets to the Bulgarians next game during Christmas vacation. Viktor had received them from Ron's father with a little help.

The time in between when Ron received the letter and vacation passed by very slow for everyone. Hermione didn't get a reply from Viktor in the couple months that passed. Hermione did get a letter from Mr. Weasely asking if she would like to attend the Quidditch game. She of course said yes but had to ask her parents which also gave consent to this thinking that it would be good for her to get out with her friends during vacation.

Vacation had finally arrived. The students that were leaving pilled onto the train for home. Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ron's siblings all were heading back to the Weasly's house. As the trio sat together on the train Hermione barely even talked. She mainly starred out the window admiring how beautiful the day was. The snow was falling heavily outside, not like a blizzard but enough to make you think it was. Hermione tried not to think of it but it made her think of Viktor. It reminded her that he was far away in the snowy paradise of Bulgaria.

When they reached the train station they headed of to the Burrow to prepare for the Quidditch game which was coming up in a few days. During the days they spent at the Burrow they mainly helped out around the house, after all they had to repay for the hospitality somehow.

They day of the game came faster than expected. They made the long walk to the port-key and made their way through all the tents until they found theirs. The all relaxed until they had to leave and when they reached the stadium. They noticed how much better their seats were than last time. They could actually see the players without trouble this time. "Mr. Weasly how did you get such great seats this time?" said Hermione with amazement.

"That Hermione is one of my secrets." said Mr. Weasly with a wide grin on his face. As they were about to sit down they noticed the Bulgarians entering the stadium first. But there was someone missing from the team. Viktor hadn't flown in with the rest of them. Hermione and the rest of the group stood up to cheer and Hermione felt someone gently wrap their arms around her at the waist. Immediately she knew who it was and she felt tears of joy swell up in her eyes. She turned around face to face with Viktor Krum, her one and only love.

"Viktor this is such a wonderful and beautiful surprise!' Hermione said sill recovering from the shock of all that had happened.

Viktor just smiled and kissed Hermione on the lips and softly whispered into her ear "I love you too."