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Chapter 4: Too Far
Viktor burst into the hall, and Dimir's eyes left the crying girl to look at Viktor.
"I was wondering when you would show up," Dimir said softly.
Viktor started to take a few steps forward when Dimir waved his wand at Kayla, and she screamed. She dropped her wand as her feet were kicked out from under her and she was hoisted into the air.
Everyone around the circle began cheering and jeering as she went higher and higher. When her feet touched the ceiling of the grand hall, she stopped.
Viktor stalked up to Dimir and glared at him, "Put her down."
Everyone stopped laughing and just watched the two.
"Why?" Dimir asked, "The fun is just beginning…"
Looking back up at Kayla, Dimir waved his wand…
And Kayla went plummeting toward the ground, screaming. Just as she was about to hit the ground, Dimir waved his wand again, pulling her back up to the ceiling.
Tears began to fall from the sky like rain as Kayla continued to cry, begging to be let down.
"She's begging," Dimir said softly so that only Viktor could hear, "Don't tell me you don't love that sound."
Viktor was disgusted…Dimir was enjoying this. His eyes shone with pleasure as he let Kayla drop a few more times, each time she would get closer and closer to the ground before Dimir would stop her.
"How do you think Cassandra will react when she finds out that her best friend had to be scraped off the floor?" Dimir laughed again.
Most of the boys had stopped laughing by now and had begun whispering back and forth between each other. They hadn't expected Dimir to plan something like this…the joke had gone too far now.
"I know how she'll react," Dimir said, "It will crush her…the sight of her friends body with throw her into inner turmoil. She'll blame herself for not being there, then blame everyone else. You were right Viktor, she'll get her revenge…But that's what I always wanted Viktor. A fighter…you've seen the way her eyes light up when she's mad. I want to be the one to watch those lights dim and die…"
"Stop it," Viktor grabbed onto the collar of Dimir's robes.
His cold eyes stared at Viktor as he smirked wickedly.
"As you wish."
And with that, he waved his wand one last time, and then apparated out of sight.
Viktor turned around quickly to see Kayla falling toward the ground, and with no intention of stopping.
Taking out his own wand, Viktor waved his wand at the girl.
She immediately stopped, feet from the ground.
"Kayla!" a panicked voice from the door yelled.
The group turned to see Cassandra standing there, a letter in her hand along with her wand. She pulsed with rage and power as she took slow, deliberate steps toward them.
Within seconds, all the boys had apparated out of there, leaving Viktor, Kayla and Cassandra alone.
Cassandra looked murderous as tears formed in her eyes.
Viktor's blood turned cold when he realized how this must look. There was her best friend, suspended in mid air, bawling her eyes out, and Viktor holding the wand.
"I-"
"What the fuck did you do to her Krum!" Cassandra screamed as she approached him, wand shaking in her clenched fist.
"I didn't I-"
"Don't lie to me you bastard!" she fumed, "I got your letter!"
"What letter?"
"Don't be stupid! The one that said 'come to the grand hall after hours'! it was signed by you! I thought maybe you wanted to apologize, not hurt my best friend!"
Viktor lowered Kayla, who had now gone unconscious from the shock, to the ground, and then turned back to Cassandra.
"Would you -"
But he was cut off when a purple light struck him in the chest and he was knocked backwards he flew through the air, until he slammed into the wall.
The breath was knocked out of him and he collapsed to the ground.
"I warned you," her voice was shaking now, "I warned you what would happen if you hurt my friends…"
Viktor looked up at her then…
She was crying.
Sparkling tears ran down her smooth cheeks and onto the ground in front of her.
Just as he had slowly staggered to his feet, another spell hit him and he was thrust up against the wall again.
"Stop," he gasped.
"Oh, so you're going to beg now? Did you stop when Kayla begged?" she hissed.
He tensed when she pressed her wand to his throat.
Looking down at her, he could see her tears fogging up her green eyes…and for some reason, his chest tightened painfully.
She was scared…for her friend. She could have lost her best friend tonight, and that thought must have scared the shit out of her.
"Let me explain," he whispered.
"There's nothing to explain," she hissed, "Ever since we got here we've gotten nothing but shit from you guys! We don't deserve it!"
Her wand began to tremble with power as it fought to strike him down.
But, suddenly, she lowered her wand and turned from him. Her shoulders quaked as she let out a few silent sobs, and he could see a few more tears fall at her feet.
He slid to the ground slowly, watching her in shock as she walked silently over to Kayla's form.
She…had…let him go. Why?
Leaning beside Kayla, Cassandra looked over her shoulder at Viktor. Her eyes were stone cold again, and hatred burned in her eyes.
"Its not over Krum," she whispered threateningly, "It's war now."
And with that she grasped Kayla's hand, and they apparated, leaving Viktor alone.
"War?" he whispered.
He didn't understand…why hadn't she killed him? Or at least beat the shit out of him?
A hatred all his own began to brew in his chest…
"Dimir…" he hissed.
Closing his eyes, Viktor apparated into his common room, and came face to face with the devil himself.
Viktor's fist came out of no where, striking Dimir in the jaw. The bastard winced as his eyes flashed and he took a shot at Viktor, but he already had his wand at Dimir's heart.
"I see she's didn't finish you off," Dimir murmured.
"You bastard," he hissed, "You fucking bastard. Why?"
Dimir smirked, his eyes smoky and disturbing, "You're too predictable Krum. I knew you would come to stop me if I made it sound like I would kill the girl. So I sent the letter to Cassandra, knowing she would come to protect her friend. You walked right into my trap…"
"Why?" Viktor hissed.
Dimir answered simply, "I don't like you Krum. You get privileges you don't deserve because of your fame, and it's a nuisance."
"So you do the cowardly thing and set me up?" Viktor hissed.
Dimir made a sudden move, as if to attack Viktor, but Justin and Alai had grabbed onto Dimir's robes and held him back. Dean and another boy, Thomas had to hold Viktor back.
"Take it down a notch you guys!" Alai yelled, "So Dimir's jealous, big fucking deal! Let it go!"
Dimir wrenched himself from their grasps and stalked up to his room, yelling curses along the way.
"So, does anyone want to explain what the hell is going on?" Alai asked.
Viktor ignored him as he went up to his room, still fuming.
He ripped off his shirt, and threw himself across his bed, ignoring the hungry chirp of Eros. He would find some mouse to hunt later on anyway.
As he closed his eyes, eager to forget the happenings of the night, Viktor fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of quidditch and happier times.
…………….NEXT DAY………….
At breakfast the next day, Viktor sat with Alai and Dean. Occasionally Viktor's eyes would wander to the girl's table, scanning the faces. Cassandra and Kayla were nowhere to be seen.
"She's gone," Dean said from beside him.
Viktor turned to him, "What are you talking about?"
"You were looking for that girl right? The one from last night? After the attack Cassandra brought her to the nurse. The nurse called professor Lukash and she contacted Kayla's parents. They came to pick her up early this morning," Dean said under his breath, "I heard some girls talking about it on the way to breakfast."
"What about Cassandra? Did she leave?" he asked without thinking.
Dean looked at him thoughtfully, his eyes searching Viktor's, "I didn't hear about her leaving. I guess she just didn't feel up to breakfast. I guess that Kayla girl was her best friend or something."
Viktor frowned, nodding. Dimir's plan had worked, to an extent. He got rid of Cassandra's friend, thus breaking her will to fight. Viktor imagined that she would drop out within the week.
He put down his toast, suddenly feeling sick.
As soon as breakfast was over he hurried out to his first class, not wanting to talk to anyone.
He was the first one to walk into the class, and when he did he noticed Cassandra sitting in her usual spot. She looked up wearily when he sat across from her.
She looked tired, and he imagined that she hadn't slept at all last night. Dark rings circle her now dull green eyes that were red and puffy from fresh tears. Her hair was disheveled and her hands were shaking. When he looked closer, he realized that they were shaking not with sorrow, but with anger.
She looked away from him quickly, and wouldn't look at him for the entire class.
After that the rest of the day went by rather smoothly…but it was the last class of the day that he was dreading.
Dueling…and Cassandra was in his class.
He entered the class last, trying to get a spot tucked in the shadows at the back, but the only available chair was at the front, beside Dean.
Professor Lukash stood at the front of the class, her green robes looked heavy as she slowly paced back and forth, watching Viktor get settled.
"Don't bother with your text book today Mr. Krum," she said, her smoky voice was soft and musical, "Today we will actually be practicing dueling."
He felt dread overcome him as Cassandra's eyes burned into his back.
"Now, I know you haven't been with us due to injury, but your friend Mr. Waters tells me that you are quite the accomplished dueler," she said, "Please come to the front."
Viktor glared daggers at Dean who smiled sheepishly. He did as he was told and stood at the front of the class. Behind him was a large mat that was decorated with the Durmstrang emblem. He took his place at one end.
"Now, I need a second volunteer to help demonstrate with Mr. Krum," professor Lukash said.
Only one hand went up, and Viktor's heart almost stopped beating in his chest.
"Alright Miss. Cooper, if no one else wishes too, you may come up to the front," professor Lukash smiled.
Cassandra nodded and pulled out her wand, standing up from her desk. She was slowly up to the front, her eyes never leaving Viktor's. Her eyes had sparked their fiery green color again and it chilled him.
She stood opposite of him, smirking slightly.
"Now, remember," the professor said, "Don't do anything that can't be undone. I don't want to have to explain to the headmaster why one of his students has a tail. So just be conscious of the spells you are casting! Remember! Unforgivable Curses are forbidden!"
Cassandra looked disappointed.
With that, the pair got into dueling position. Cassandra arched her wand above her head and she bent her knees slightly. Viktor took the same position.
"Alright…begin!"
Cassandra didn't hesitate, "Stupefy!"
Viktor ducked as a shot of purple light went over his head.
"Impe-"
"Silencio!" Cassandra cried.
Viktor's hand went to his throat as his voice left him. He tried to yell out a curse, but nothing came out.
"Impedimenta!" Cassandra shouted.
Another jet of purple light hit Viktor square in the chest and he went flying. When he hit the ground he felt intense pain shoot through his ribs as something cracked.
Lucky for him, he had been taught how to send out spells without verbally speaking them. So, pointing his wand at Cassandra, he sent a jet of red light at her. She ducked just in time, and it hit a bookcase behind her. The bookcase immediately burst into flame and Cassandra looked shocked.
"You would have set me on fire!" she yelled at him, "Stupefy!"
He tried to jump out of the way, but his ribs burned in protest and he was hit with the charm.
Once again he was hit down and Cassandra advanced on him.
"Stop!" Professor Lukash yelled, smiling, "Very good! Very good indeed! I could feel the passion, the determination in your actions! That's very important when dueling, very important."
Cassandra looked disappointed that it was over and she sat back down. Viktor leaned against the wall as his ribs burned painfully.
"What's wrong Krum?" the professor asked, "Cracked rib? I can fix that in a jiffy."
Waving her wand, a cool sensation flowed through him, and when it faded he found that he felt better then ever. He nodded at her in thanks and then sat back in his seat.
After class he and Dean headed back to the common room.
When they entered Viktor was met with the sound of moans of pain and quick intakes of breath.
He rushed into the living area to see Alai lying across the couch, his skin clammy and wet.
"What happened to him?" Viktor asked as he kneeled in front of his friend.
Justin was leaning over Alai, "Alai tried to curse Amy after class and he didn't realize that Carmen was behind him. She hit him with some charm that seriously messed him up. He's been puking nonstop since."
As if on cue, Alai leaned over and threw up into a garbage can.
"Why didn't you take him to the nurse?" Viktor asked.
"I sent Dragos to go and get her, and she said to not move him for now," he said, "she gave him some potion a few minutes ago, and now she says that he just ahs to ride it out."
Viktor nodded.
He decided to go and write to Hermione before dinner. Now that everyone was distracted with Alai, he could do it in private.
Viktor hadn't told his friends about Hermione. They had read the papers about the love alleged love triangle between him, Hermione and Harry Potter, but he had denied it. Besides, if he were to tell them about her, then they would never leave him alone for it.
As he sat down to write the letter, Viktor was blissfully unaware of the plan brewing in the minds of the girls…
……………….WITH THE GIRLS……………
"Carmen?" Cassandra asked as she entered her dorm room after classes.
It was a nice room. White fur carpeted the floor and cream colored sheets covered the four-posters beds. Red and gold curtains surrounded the windows and beds. It was comfortable and she loved it.
Carmen, Amy, Dianna, and Katrina were all sitting on Cassandra's bed, waiting for her.
"You're late," Katrina smiled.
She was confused, "For what?"
Carmen smiled, "We have a plan."
"Wow…that's…great I guess. What plan?" she asked.
Amy rolled her eyes, "You can be such a blonde sometimes. A plan to get back at the guys of course. You've been mumbling about getting back at Krum for the past few days!"
"Well, I had a pretty good stress reliever in dueling class today so-"
"That's not enough and you know it!" Dianna cut her off, "Unless we do something to put him in his place, then they are going to keep bugging us. I don't know about you guys, but I've had enough of this! I didn't come to this school to be harassed!"
All five girls laughed in agreement and Cassandra came to sit with them. She wanted her revenge more then anyone. Krum had taken her best friend from her, and she wanted him to feel more pain then a stupid cracked rib…
"Okay then," she smiled wickedly, "I'm in. What's the master plan ladies?"
And so it began…..
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