It was a few weeks after the first task and Viktor was sitting with Katerina and Vlad as Karkaroff rattled off a few facts and told the class their assignments for the rest of the week. Everyone stood up to leave when Karkaroff stopped them. "Oh," Karkaroff stated, "all students are required to attend the upcoming Yule Ball. It will take place at eight o'clock on Christmas day. That is all."
The students shuffled out of the room and Viktor was almost at the door when Karkaroff had halted him. "Viktor," Karkaroff said smoothly, "may I have a word with you?" Viktor grunted his reply and followed Karkaroff back to his cabin.
The door snapped shut behind them and Karkaroff took a seat behind his desk. "Viktor please take a seat," Karkaroff stated gesturing towards one of the seats in front of his desk. "Viktor, you and your partner are to open the ball along with the other champions," Karkaroff stated simply.
Viktor blinked rapidly and stared at Karkaroff. "P-P-P-Partners?" Viktor stammered. He wasn't really surprised but at the same time he was still slightly taken aback.
"Yes, Viktor, partners," Karkaroff stated a smile stretching across his face. "Now, I know you wouldn't have put much thought into who you will take, but I am requesting that you pick someone respectable."
"Respectable? Sir, I'm sorry but I do not understand what you mean," Viktor lied, of course he knew what Karkaroff meant.
"Well," Karkaroff tried to approach the subject delicately, Viktor was the student that brought him the most fame and he didn't need to be on his bad side. "You see Viktor, we here at Durmstang would like to keep up appearances and we are known for our strict admission standards. And…well…Oh never mind I'm sure whatever partner you pick will be just fine."
Viktor smiled and exited Karkaroff's cabin. He knew what Karkaroff was talking about. 'No mudbloods.' It wasn't common knowledge but Durmstang did admit some who were not from all Wizarding families. Only one of these people had attended the Triwizard tournament: Katerina. Her mother was a muggle and her father was one of the most powerful and influential wizards Viktor had ever met.
Viktor entered his dorm to find Vlad and Katerina on Vlad's bed their lips seemed to be glued to one another. Viktor couldn't help but laugh. "So what did Karkaroff want?" Vlad asked pulling himself off Katerina. Viktor quickly told them what Karkaroff had said, leaving out the least part about bringing a 'respectable' partner.
"Well who are you going to bring?" Vlad questioned and Katerina snorted. "What?"
"Well, if Viktor will grow a backbone he will ask out Hermy-own, or whatever her name is," Katerina said simply.
Of course Viktor had thought of it, but for some reason he thought she wouldn't want to go with him. "I suppose I could ask her, but she'll probably want someone to go with her from her own school," Viktor said his face turning slightly red.
"Nonsense Viktor," Katerina said assuringly, "I'm sure if you asked her she would be happy to go with you." Viktor became even redder, but he had made up his mind that he was definitely at least going to try to ask Hermione to the Yule Ball.
A/N: I know, I know, I'm a sadist. But the minute I wrote those last words I had to stop. It was too perfect. Anyways, I'm sorry but there will be a bit of snogging in this story but not Won-Won/Lavender Snogging, this snogging will be a bit more um PG-13. I guess is the best way to say it. You'll get what I mean when I come to it. Oh and as for the art, I would just provide a link to it for everyone to see, like the one I'm providing for some art I found that I absolutely adore. V/Hr art- being that it won'tlet me put them on here, I'm going to link to themon my bio. If anyone knows how to put urls on here let me know. Pees and Carrots. T.T.F.N. Ta, ta, for now.
