A/N First Published FanFic... I am open to CONSTRUCTIVE critism, but I don't do this for a living, so please be kind!
If you don't know what constructive critism is, please look it up. Being told that something is painfully bad doesn't make a person feel very good.
Time Frame: Goblet of Fire
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling... I do not own any of her characters, plot, etc. Anything you don't recognize, however, is from my imagination... (That includes Elisaveta, Katerina, Chavdar, and friends, as well as the basic plot and Borislava)
For Reference: Italics equals English
Warning: I have slightly changed the plot of GOF... nothing major really changes, though!
For Rye-Because soccer works like this as long as you have shoelaces :)
Recap: "Sure." he smiled, and we walked into the huge castle, broomsticks by our sides.
Walking into the Great Hall, Viktor and I sat down at the Gryffindor table. Virtually no one was in yet, and I convinced myself that it wouldn't kill me to sit with him for half an hour. We didn't talk a whole lot, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. I found it to be a nice break to just eat quietly and enjoy the peace.
Rising from breakfast, Viktor and I crossed the hallway to the Goblet of Fire. I pulled out a piece of parchment, wrote Elisaveta Petya on it, folded it and carefully stepped into the circle. I was old enough to be in the competition, but I still wanted to play it safe. Viktor soon did the same, and we watched our parchments light up and disappear.
It was strange, really, but I didn't mind Viktor's company that much… though I still avoided conversation because of my opinions of him. Once or twice, though, I caught him looking at me with a strange expression on his face. I noticed this as we left the room with the Goblet and headed out to the Quidditch pitch. He quickly looked away, and I decided not to ask him about it.
Reaching the pitch, we headed into a locker room and suited up. There wasn't much to get ready, because seekers wear and suit up minimally. I pulled out my broom, a Firebolt 2, and gave it a once over before looking over to see if Viktor was ready. I saw his Firebolt 3 (which was yet to be for sale) and grimaced slightly. I mean, seriously, can't a girl be jealous of a broom every once in a while?
"I am guessing you are ready?" Viktor asked, nodding my way.
"Yes, let's go." I said, grabbing my snitch on the way out. I knew he had one, but I preferred to use mine.
Reaching the center of the pitch, I jumped on my broom and flew a couple of laps before looking over to Viktor.
"Are you sure you are ready?" I asked smiling. Yes, he is a good seeker, but I did have the skills to match his. I don't mean to sound prideful, it's just the truth. I've played with him quite a lot, and he doesn't always win.
"Only if you are…" he said, taunting me.
With that, I smirked and released the snitch, giving it a moment to fly off before zooming after it. Viktor flew past me, and I looked ahead to see where he was going. I followed him for a few moments before turning slightly, seeing the snitch zoom off in a different direction. I followed the little gold ball closely, Viktor catching up to me. We flew neck and neck until I finally put on a burst of speed and grabbed the winged ball. Smiling, I flew a lap around the pitch, brown hair flying in the wind, before landing to get a drink of water.
"Congratulations are in order." Viktor noted, landing next to me.
"Maybe, but we aren't done yet." I said, looking at him.
"Oh, I realize that." he said, smiling.
I tied back my hair so it wouldn't get in my way before setting off again. We flew back up in the air and I released the snitch again. This time he caught it. We played around with the snitch for more than an hour before landing on the pitch to take a break.
Lying down in the grass, I looked up at the blue sky, enjoying the weather that was so much warmer than Bulgaria. Viktor lay down next to me (at a respectful distance) and we relaxed for a few minutes, until I began pointing out shapes in the clouds. Laughing at my antics, Viktor soon joined in, and we found all sorts of animals and things in the clouds before deciding to get back to practicing.
Viktor offered me a hand after he got up, and though I still wanted to refuse it, I gratefully took it. Standing up, I brushed grass off my clothes and grabbed my broom.
"Ready for another go?" I asked, snitch in hand.
"Indeed." He replied, and we started back up.
An hour later, when we landed to take another break, a group of awestruck students approached from the Gryffindor locker rooms. Spotting Harry and Ron, I jogged over and joined them.
"Was that you playing with Krum?" Ron asked, starstruck.
"Yes… that vas me." I replied, smiling.
"You're bloody brilliant!" Harry said, laughing at Ron. "You should play in my place today."
"Are you sure I can?" I asked, uncertain.
"Oh yeah. I heard that the Slytherins are using one of the Durmstrang boys, so I'm sure it's fine. It's just a scrimmage anyways." Harry told me.
"Ok then," I said absentmindedly. "Excuse me vor a moment…"
Stalking over to Viktor, I saw a head of shaggy brown hair approaching. Pulling out my wand, I waved it just as my brother reached us.
"Hey! What was that for?" he asked, outraged.
I shrugged. "You needed a haircut…" I smirked. "So which of you idiots is playing for the other team in the scrimmage today?" I asked, all humor gone from my voice.
The two boys looked at each other for a moment before my brother spoke.
"Both of us."
"And you decided not to tell me?" I asked, enraged.
"Well, we didn't know that you'd be playing for the other team, and we just wanted to play for fun, and-" Chavdar started to explain.
"Whatever. This just means we will definitely have to beat you. I'll go find Katy, we'll use her as a chaser." Smirking, I walked back to the Gryffindors.
A/N: I hope you like it...
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