Harry jumped back as a group of reporters came bustling towards him.

" What on earth?..."

Ron smiled at him. " Mum may have told a few friends that you were playing some of the Bulgarian international squad. I guess a little more people turned up than expected eh..."

" You guess " cried Harry. " Stay here Ron. Dont leave here me with them." The reporters rushed over and surrounded Harry.

" Mr Potter ...Potter...Harry Potter a question if you please...answer mine Mr Potter. Hey shove off Missy I got him first."

" Please " cried Harry. " I'll try to answer all your Questions. But lets not have any fighting okay." Krum looked on from behing until a Reporter caught hold off him and pushed him against Harry.

" Mr Krum " said a female Reporter. " How do you feel being defeated by a minor Wizard never mind someone who has never played professional Qudditch before?"

Krum sighed. " I am very disappointed...but vinning is part of losing , vee must all lose once in order to understand vinning."

" What rubbish " muttered the Woman. " But Victor having lost to a minor team , does it not occur to you that maybe there is some improvements to made."

Krum nodded. " Losing is not supposed to be an enjoyable experiance Madame. Losing is supposed to hurt , its supposed to hurt so bad that the next time you go out there , you will not be prepared to lose because you have experianced that pain before and the humiliation. Losing is a lesson in its self Madame. It is a taste if failure and once you get the taste , you never forget it again for the rest of your life. Today I vill only take vone thing from this match and that is the taste I experianced today. You should not look down on me or any of my team mates today Madame , but instead look at the great prospect we have been granted."

" Oh yeah " said the Woman. " And what's that?"

Krum smiled and looked at Harry and Ginny. " The chance to have some really gud players for your country Madame. Vee are pleased to play against this team. In a vay vee ave learnt a great deal too."

" Very noble indeed " said the Woman. She turned her attention to Harry. " So Potter , another big headline for you...you must be pleased. Tell us , what was it like beating the crap...I mean...defeating young Mr Krum here?"

Harry nervously twidled with his thumb. Er...I..."

" Yes " said the Woman. Harry looked at Victor. He could see the disappointment in his eyes. Being defeated was bad enough , but to be riddiculed was a bit too far. He decided to play it simple.

" I was pleased we won " said Harry. " But I woudn't reguard it as a major win. Victor had only three of his players here. He hasn't been training for weeks due to his stay here and the pitch was scrawny compared to the facilities to which he used to back home. Yeah we are glad to win , but I'm sure with certain factors. We couldn't guarantee another one."

Krum looked at Harry and smiled. Harry nodded back.

" So what are you saying Potter?" barked the Woman.

" I dont know " replied Harry shortly. " Cant you just leave us in peace now."

The woman raised her eyebrows. " I happen to write for the Daily Prophet."

" Yeah and I dont care " said Harry. " Goodbye."

" That vas very good of you Harry " said Krum. " You were far too modest."

" As were you Victor. You were very close to beating me and your Chaser was outstanding. She was killing us."

Victor shook hands with Harry. " You really are a talented Seeker Potter. I hope to meet you someday in a Word Cup Final."

Harry laughed. " I seriously doubt it."

Victor turned to him. " I meant what I said Harry. Losing is painfull , but you rise above that pain and then you move in for the kill. Its all logic."

Harry nodded and they walked towards the Weasley's house. Harry looked back at Dumbledore who was performing a spell. The Pitch vanished. Harry smiled. Dumbledore turned around and tilted his glasses on his nose. He laughed at Krums reaction when the pitch disappeared. Harry looked at Victor." Its a long story."

Dumbledore grinned and winked at Harry.