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)... I also do not own rights to the song Dragostea Din Tei... they belong to the group O-Zone, as far as I know.
For Reference: Italics equals English
Warning: I have slightly changed the plot of GOF... nothing major really changes, though!
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Recap: We ran back out on to the pitch and met Chav and Viktor before heading back up to the large stone castle for lunch.
Viktor's POV
Walking back up to the castle, Katerina and Chavdar somehow managed to get out ahead of Elisaveta and I. I didn't mind, far from it, but I was worried about what Elisaveta would think. You see, I really like Elly (not that I could ever get away with calling her that), but she HATES me. Not dislike, what I feel from her is pure hatred. I try to get her to like me, but nothing seems to work. I would try harder, but I like her too much.
Not that her brother can get that through his head. Chavdar is my best friend, and he knows that I like his twin. Apparently, I'm the only person he would approve of her dating. But I don't think that is going to happen. Ever.
He and her best friend, Katerina, use every chance they get to get Elisaveta and I alone together. But that rarely turns out well. She usually ignores me, unless she has to address me.
I feel like things might be changing, though. She seems a little more open to me, and has not pushed me away too harshly recently. In fact, we managed to spend an entire morning together without her getting mad at me. It was nice.
Trudging up the hill with our quidditch equipment, I steal a glance at her. She has a thoughtful look on her face and a calmness to her. We walk along in silence, but it is not one of animosity. It is a comfortable silence, a kind that I rarely have around anyone else. Just then, a song pops into my head. It is not one of my native tongue, but I know it none the less.
'Alo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc,
Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea.
Alo, alo, sunt eu Picasso,
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic.'
It is her that breaks our silence. "Thank you for defending me, Viktor."
She says it softly, but I don't think it is because she doesn't want to be heard. She sounds grateful, and I am thrilled.
Thinking back to what happened after our game gets me angry again. Malfoy, the stupid blond boy, had the nerve to call her a skank, a whore, and a bitch, as well as saying she had slept with Harry Potter. It infuriated me. He had no right to say it, and immediately regretted it when I punched him. I couldn't control my anger at the time, and I did what I thought he deserved. I didn't regret it and I still don't.
"It was nothing to thank me for," I replied. "No one deserved that, especially not you."
Glancing at her, I saw a strange look pass across her face, and a mixture of emotions swirled in her blue eyes. She pushed a strand of brown hair out of her face and into the rest of the strait strands that reached her shoulder blades. She glanced at me, and I looked away, realizing I had been staring. She was beautiful, if not to anyone else, definitely to me.
'Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma, nu ma iei,
Nu ma, nu ma iei, nu ma, nu ma, nu ma iei.
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei,
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai.'
As the song again comes to mind, I started humming quietly. It was amazing that I had all of that time to enjoy with minimal groups of fans following me. I imagined what it would be like if Elisaveta were actually dating me. She already gets glares from quite a few of the silly girls that follow me around, just for knowing me. However, I remembered that Elly is a strong willed independent girl who could probably deal with the crazy 'fans' herself. I chuckled quietly for a moment at the image, smiling.
Approaching the steps of the school, I quietly sung some more of the song that is running through my head.
"Te sun, sa-ti spun, ce simt acum,
Alo, iubirea mea, sunt eu, fericirea.
Alo, alo, sunt iarasi eu, Picasso,
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic."
Elisaveta looked at me, a strange mix of expressions on her face. We paused on the steps, my height of 6' 3" leaning slightly over her 5' 10". My brown eyes looked into her blue, and she looked slightly startled, but the moment was over quickly. I wondered if she knew the song, and what it means. We continued in the large doors and enter Hogwarts' great hall, hungry after a good game of quidditch.
We all put our quidditch equipment in a pile against the back wall where we could see it. Parting ways, Chavo and I headed again to the Slytherin table while Elisaveta and Katy reached the Gryffindor one in a few quick strides. Sitting, Chavo and I loaded up our plates before attempting conversation with anyone, Durmstrang or Hogwarts.
A/N: I hope this chapter turned out well...
I might do another chapter in Viktor's POV... I guess it depends on how you dear readers like it!
Just in case you wanted to know, the song is Dragostea Din Tei by O-Zone. It is a Romanian love song. Translations are easy to find online. :)
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