Harry and Ginny's wedding
Three years after the end of Voldemort
Viktor sighed as he checked is tie for the last time before entering Harry and Ginny's wedding. The last time he had seen any of the Hogwarts students had been during the Tri-Wizard tournament. He hadn't had the time to go back to meet them or anything as he had been caught up with Quidditch. Then Voldemort came along and everything seem to fall to ruin.
It had been about three years since Volemort's fall and he had suddenly received a invitation to Harry and Ginny's wedding. He hadn't expected them to invite him as they had hardly spoke or spoke to each other for ages. Thinking about the two who were to be married had brought his thoughts to no other than Hermione Granger.
They hadn't spoken to each other in any way since there parting after the Tri-Wizard year. Parting as in him going back to Durmstrang. The last time they had written to each other was during the reign of Voldemort. Since then, they hadn't spoken much.
He had seen her a lot on TV these days, with the youngest male red head Weasley by her side. It had made him jealous but he knew he had no right to. He wasn't exactly sure as to whether he and Hermione had broken up or not. They hadn't talked to each other after all. Were they still together? There had been a picture where she was seen holding the youngest male red head Weasley. But then again, didn't friends hold hands?
The sudden majestic view in front of him made him hold onto his breath. There were bright lights everywhere and the decoration was beautiful. Looking at everyone dancing now, he realized that he was late. It had been because of a photoshoot but looking at everyone, nobody seemed to have noticed or cared about his late arrival.
In the middle of the great hall, he saw Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley- or shall he say Ginny Potter? The Potters?
Harry looked fantastic in his muggle attire and so did Ginny. They had decided to go for the muggle look with a wizard's ceremony. Viktor could tell since the decorations were definitely not muggle.
"HEY IT'S KRUM!" a fan-girl like scream yelled.
Before Viktor could even do half a blink, a 'flock' of girls surrounded him blocking his way to anywhere. He wondered why Harry and Ginny had even invited these girls. Did they even know then? Viktor knew that some people tended to sneak in into famous people's weddings...
"KRUM I WANT YOUR SIGNATURE!" a teenaged girl yelled.
"PLEASE KISS MY SHIRT! I'LL NEVER WASH IT!"
"KISS MEEEEEE!!!"
"SIGN HERE!"
"KISSSS MEEEE!"
"I LOVE YOU KRUM!!"
"KISSS MEEEE!"
"SIGN HERE!"
Viktor shoved and shoved as he tried to escape from the pack of girls. As the years went, it was harder to escape from the fan-girls. Every year, they got better at tracking him down and stopping him from moving anywhere. The other day, he had lost his shirt and sunglasses as he had tried to escape from them.
"KISS ME!"
"SIGN HERE!"
"KISS ME!!!"
Viktor ran out of the hall and down the stairs in vain search of the male toilets. It was probably his only refuge from the girls. Why hadn't security stopped them from entering? Why hadn't the great Harry Potter stopped them from coming? It was probably because he was caught up with his new wife...
As Viktor managed to escape from them and have him chasing after him, turning around a corner he found himself suddenly falling, it was as if the ground had given way.
He tried not to yell as he fell. He thought about Quidditch and how this was exactly like the Wronski Feint. He suddenly felt better and soon landed on the hard ground with a thud.
There was a sudden gasp but it had not come from him. Viktor stood up and looked around to find that there was no light where he was except for when looking at the cold floor.
"Who's there?" a young woman's voice called out.
Viktor suddenly felt his breathing stop. He recognized the voice and boy had he not heard it for a long time for life. It felt like sweet heaven to his ears.
"Is anyone there?"
Viktor cleared his throat. "Yes, somevone is here"
There was silence for a moment.
"Viktor? Is that you?"
"Hermy-own?"
There was a giggle and suddenly a burst of light hit his eyes and he felt blinded for a moment.
"Oh Merlin! I'm sorry! I should have warned you that I was about to use Lumos..." The young woman continued. "Viktor, It's been so long! I really missed hearing you say my name wrong!"
Viktor forced his eyes open and found himself squinting at a wavy brunette and hell was she beautiful. Her hair wasn't so wild anymore and was much more tamed and she had gotten prettier too. The only problem Viktor had with the young woman standing in front of him was the fact that she looked so stressed out and tired.
"Yes it's been long" he said. A thought suddenly came to him as he remembered the wedding. "Hermi-own. Vhy are you down here and not at your best friend's vedding?"
"Why are you here when you had been invited to the famous Harry Potter's wedding?" Hermione asked, ignoring his question with a smile on her face.
"Fan girls" he muttered.
She laughed. "Still the same is it? I'm here because I found that the flooring up there looking slightly peculiar and found this room. How did you get here? Your supposed to have pressed the flooring and done a couple of things.."
"I fell" he simply said.
Hermione laughed. "You fell" she said. "Viktor. How can a perfectly balanced Quidditch player like you not be observant of your surroundings or balance yourself properly?"
"Vas in a hurry, fan girls are crazy" he muttered.
Silence came again and nothing could be heard except for the two of them breathing and a slight hint of music that was coming from the upper floor. It gave a dance like mood giving Viktor a small remembrance of the Yule Ball all those years ago.
He offered his hand out to Hermione without thinking and asked her for a dance. She looked surprised but accepted the offer anyway.
Viktor smiled as he watched her. Although the light wasn't very strong, he could see a very big hint of a blush coming from her cheeks. Did she still have feeling for him?
He took his wand out with his free hand and charms out floating bits of fire for light so that Hermione didn't need to Lumos the entire time.
She smiled and put her wand away as he did.
Before he knew it, the two were dancing together to the beat of the music that could be faintly heard. He could hear the footsteps that he and Hermione were making echo around the room they were in. Were they alone?
"This reminds me of the Yule Ball" Hermione said as they continued to dance. "It's been so long. I've missed you"
"Me too" he said, wanting to add 'Are we still together? You just mentioned the Yule Ball!"
Viktor unknowingly brought her closer to him so that there chests were directly pushing against each other. He could feel her upper body against his and it sent his blood rushing all over his body. He held his breath as the inevitable happened. He hoped that Hermione would ignore it.
She laughed. "Men..." she chuckled.
After a bit more of dancing, the room started to feel hot. Viktor told himself that it was the fire that he had set up. He saw Hermione's lips and felt for a kiss and before he could stop himself, their lips met.
"Vi-t-r" Hermione's voice was mushed out as he deepened the kiss.
Viktor missed the kissed Hermione used to give him though it had been few. If it hadn't been for Voldemort, maybe they would have been married by now. Why had he had to return?
"Viktor" Hermione moaned as his hands ran through her hair.
He pushed her against the wall and kissed her jaw hungrily as she began to moan even louder. Viktor felt a violent urgue to tear her clothes off but somebody suddenly called her name.
"'Mione where are you?"
It was coming from the upper floor.
Hermione suddenly pushed him off and stared at him worriedly. "Shit Merlin Shit" she mumbled.
"Hermione is something vrong?" Viktor asked.
She sighed regretfully. "That shouldn't have happened" she said. "It shouldn't have... I didn't think it would be so strong though... Almost uncontrollable.... Inevitable... Oh Viktor... I'm so sorry... I really am... I really have to go..."
Viktor had a feeling he knew what was up. It was something he had always dreaded.
"'MIONE? HARRY AND GINNY WANT US OVER WITH THEM! WHERE THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU RUN OFF TO?"
"Um... I'll see you later then..." Hermione mumbled, avoiding his eyes. "Nice meeting you... Goodbye Kru- Viktor"
She suddenly disappeared and was nowhere to be seen.
Viktor felt hurt by her sudden coming and going. Time was cruel. It let the good moments go and the horrible moments last... If it had given him enough time to be with Hermione, she wouldn't have been with the red head Weasley. She wouldn't have.... She would have been with him.