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!
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For the other Elly- You stole my name, but I forgive you :)
Recap: (Viktor's POV) Sitting, Chav and I loaded up our plates before attempting conversation with anyone, Durmstrang or Hogwarts.
Elisaveta's POV
After lunch, Katy and I wandered back towards the ship, Chav and Viktor in tow. Viktor was silent, and seemed to be deep in thought. 'I wonder what's on his mind?' I thought, watching him from the corner of my eye. Trudging back, we had to avoid even more groups of fans, having just escaped quite a few at lunch. Watching aimlessly, I saw a few girls try to get the courage to approach him, while I saw a few look appreciatively at my twin walking alongside Viktor. What was strange, though, was the glares Katy and I received from some of the fangirls. I wondered why, before realizing that some of the girls probably assumed one of us were dating him.
Thinking along these lines, I saw a young girl with entirely too much make-up on in extremely skimpy clothes that I knew she could not have bought as-is at the school uniform store.
"Hello, Viktor," the girl purred (or attempted to purr) as she sidled up to him. "I'm Mandy."
I studied the girl, rolling my eyes at Katy as we attempted to navigate around her. Glancing over, I saw Viktor thinking of how to easily extract himself from the current situation.
"Hi." he said, acknowledging her presence. I started to think of a way to get around this girl, and fast.
'Not for him,' I told myself. 'For my sanity.'
"So Viktor, I was wondering if anyone has shown you around the grounds yet." she said, doing her best to force innuendo into her sentence and her body language.
"Um," he said, trying to think of a way out.
Coming up with a plan, I quickly reached over and grabbed Viktor's hand.
"Hi Mandy... I am sure Viktor vould love to talk more, but ve really must be going." I told her, giving her a sarcastic smile.
Viktor, surprised at first, quickly regained his composure and caught on.
"Indeed... I am sorry, I haff already seen these grounds." he said, linking his fingers in mine.
We started walking a little faster, attempting to escape the silly girl who would not go away. Looking at my brother, I saw he and Katy had amused looks on their faces.
'Well, I must get back at them later, then.' I thought amusedly.
"Viktor, I am mainly saying this to make the girl go away. I know speaking in Bulgarian will help, especially since she will not understand it." I told him, smiling slightly.
"Of course, Elisaveta, you are the brightest girl I know. I must thank you." He told me, a small grin on his face.
"Thank you." I told him, blushing slightly.
Getting back to the task at hand, I saw the girl still attempting to lure Viktor away.
"I am sorry, but we really haff to go." I told the girl, her face dropping, especially after Viktor and I's conversation.
With that, I dragged him off, leaving the girl standing stupidly behind.
"Maybe another time then? My offer is still open, Viktor, anytime." She yelled after him, a futile last attempt to make him pay attention.
Finally, we reached the edge of the lake without anymore interruptions. Standing near the edge, I looked over at Viktor, who was deep in thought, and then at Chavdar and Katerina, both of whom had been watching us and laughing slightly at the fan girl the whole time. Looking down, I realized I was still holding hands with Viktor. Blushing, I let my hand drop from his, I saw him frown slightly. I realized soon after that I missed the warm hand wrapped around mine.
'Wait, what?' I asked myself. 'Get a grip, Elly!'
Katy and Chav were smiling and laughing at my reaction. I scowled at them and motioned to the boat, implying that we should get on before we got mobbed by any more fans.
Boarding the ship, we wandered back to the room we had locked ourselves in a few days ago on the way to the English School. Quidditch stuff in hand, I sat down and pulled out my broom polish.
For the remainder of the afternoon, the four of us cleaned our equipment, played cards, and just hung out. We had light conversation, but didn't talk about anything serious. We had a laugh or two at the expense of the English girl, Mandy, but I can't say I was complaining.
Finally, around dinnertime, we walked back up to the castle. Everyone was more excited than usual, because tonight the Goblet would announce who the three Triwizard Champions would be. I hoped that I would get it, but the title could go to almost anyone.
Entering the great hall, we again split and went to our separate tables. Katy and I sat with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and some others while Chavo and Viktor sat down amongst a group of Durmstrang boys I recognized, including Nikolai, Branimir, and Aleksandar. I noticed that Draco Malfoy came in, and after a glare from Viktor, sat as close as he could to the boys (who were surrounded by Durmstrang). I chuckled lightly, knowing the blond boy would apologize six ways to Sunday as soon as he could.
We all filled our plates and finished quickly, waiting for the tables to be cleared so we could find out who the Champions were.
A/N: I hope you like this chapter!
I might do another chapter in Viktor's POV... I guess it depends on how you dear readers like it!
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