Chapter 2
As the truck wound its way onto the empty road, Hermione noticed that Krum was slowing down. He pulled the truck over by a large oak and a creek that ran as far as she could see.
"Viktor...it's beautiful!" breathed Hermione.
"Do you like it? I used to come here ven I vanted to think about you..." replied Krum, his voice sounding very close to her ear.
She turned around and saw him standing right behind her leaning towards her face. As she looked into his eyes, all traces of his surliness had gone. All she could see was compassion and love...as he placed his arms around her waist she felt his hands soft and smooth against her hips, he had slipped them under her top. She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time but she couldn't explain why. She moved closer to him and placed her hands on his shoulders; under her hands his shoulders felt firm and well defined with muscle texture that was no doubt due to the harsh practices that Quidditch demanded of him. She gazed into his eyes and seemed to get lost within them. He lowered his mouth to her and pressed his lips gently towards hers. He felt her shudder and abruptly stopped.
"Is everything alright Herm-own-ninny?"
"Everything's fine, I've just never been kissed before and I had no idea that it was going to be like that."
Krum smiled and looked down at her face. How long he had imagined her face to be exactly the way it was now, full of happiness and love.
He smiled again and said "Ve should get started, othervise it vill get dark before ve reach the manor."
Hermione allowed herself to be steered away from the tree. Walking past the tree, they entered a thicket covered with bracken and shrubs. There before them, stood Krum's 'Firebolt' and an invisibility cloak. Seeing the cloak, Hermione suddenly thought of Harry and a surge of sadness coursed through her; she saw him in her mind's eye, suffering with the Dursleys and then felt guilty for not writing back to his letter. He had been adamant that she come to 'The Burrow' with him for the last three weeks of the holidays and stay with the Weasleys but Hermione didn't have the heart to tell him that she was going to be with Krum. She knew what Ron would say; she could hear him now:
"Hermione! What are you doing? You're...you're fraternising with the enemy! Shame on you, after what he did to Cedric, with the Cruciatus Curse!"
Hermione knew though that it was Crouch (posing as Moody using Polyjuice Potion) that has used the Imperius Curse on Krum to make him do that. While Hermione had been daydreaming, Krum had tied her suitcase to the back of the broomstick and bewitched it to make it feather-light. He mounted the broomstick and indicated for her to come and sit as well. She sat in front of him, facing him and snuggled into his burly chest; she was so close that she could feel his rib-cage expand as he breathed. He draped the invisibility cloak over them and made sure that nothing was visible. As they rose into the fading sunlight, Krum pulled out his wand and muttered Disillusionment Charm for extra safety under his breath. She felt the broom begin to move of its own accord and she looked up at him.
"What were you thinking of when you learnt this spell?"
"You."
As Krum turned the broom around to face the correct direction, Hermione said "Now what do we do?"
Krum looked at her, "Ve are completely shielded from the outside vorld, ve can do vat ever ve vant."
With a mischievous grin as he pulled her face towards his own. As he kissed her again, she felt the insides of her mouth tingle in anticipation; with this feeling her hunger for Krum grew. She began to kiss more passionately and fiercely as they sped towards Krum Manor; Hermione wished that they could have stayed up there forever. As they pulled away from each other, their breath came in heavy bursts and Hermione leaned towards Krum. As she placed her head on his chest a clock chimed 6 O'clock somewhere; she began to drift into a slumber to the rhythm of his heartbeat.
As the truck wound its way onto the empty road, Hermione noticed that Krum was slowing down. He pulled the truck over by a large oak and a creek that ran as far as she could see.
"Viktor...it's beautiful!" breathed Hermione.
"Do you like it? I used to come here ven I vanted to think about you..." replied Krum, his voice sounding very close to her ear.
She turned around and saw him standing right behind her leaning towards her face. As she looked into his eyes, all traces of his surliness had gone. All she could see was compassion and love...as he placed his arms around her waist she felt his hands soft and smooth against her hips, he had slipped them under her top. She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time but she couldn't explain why. She moved closer to him and placed her hands on his shoulders; under her hands his shoulders felt firm and well defined with muscle texture that was no doubt due to the harsh practices that Quidditch demanded of him. She gazed into his eyes and seemed to get lost within them. He lowered his mouth to her and pressed his lips gently towards hers. He felt her shudder and abruptly stopped.
"Is everything alright Herm-own-ninny?"
"Everything's fine, I've just never been kissed before and I had no idea that it was going to be like that."
Krum smiled and looked down at her face. How long he had imagined her face to be exactly the way it was now, full of happiness and love.
He smiled again and said "Ve should get started, othervise it vill get dark before ve reach the manor."
Hermione allowed herself to be steered away from the tree. Walking past the tree, they entered a thicket covered with bracken and shrubs. There before them, stood Krum's 'Firebolt' and an invisibility cloak. Seeing the cloak, Hermione suddenly thought of Harry and a surge of sadness coursed through her; she saw him in her mind's eye, suffering with the Dursleys and then felt guilty for not writing back to his letter. He had been adamant that she come to 'The Burrow' with him for the last three weeks of the holidays and stay with the Weasleys but Hermione didn't have the heart to tell him that she was going to be with Krum. She knew what Ron would say; she could hear him now:
"Hermione! What are you doing? You're...you're fraternising with the enemy! Shame on you, after what he did to Cedric, with the Cruciatus Curse!"
Hermione knew though that it was Crouch (posing as Moody using Polyjuice Potion) that has used the Imperius Curse on Krum to make him do that. While Hermione had been daydreaming, Krum had tied her suitcase to the back of the broomstick and bewitched it to make it feather-light. He mounted the broomstick and indicated for her to come and sit as well. She sat in front of him, facing him and snuggled into his burly chest; she was so close that she could feel his rib-cage expand as he breathed. He draped the invisibility cloak over them and made sure that nothing was visible. As they rose into the fading sunlight, Krum pulled out his wand and muttered Disillusionment Charm for extra safety under his breath. She felt the broom begin to move of its own accord and she looked up at him.
"What were you thinking of when you learnt this spell?"
"You."
As Krum turned the broom around to face the correct direction, Hermione said "Now what do we do?"
Krum looked at her, "Ve are completely shielded from the outside vorld, ve can do vat ever ve vant."
With a mischievous grin as he pulled her face towards his own. As he kissed her again, she felt the insides of her mouth tingle in anticipation; with this feeling her hunger for Krum grew. She began to kiss more passionately and fiercely as they sped towards Krum Manor; Hermione wished that they could have stayed up there forever. As they pulled away from each other, their breath came in heavy bursts and Hermione leaned towards Krum. As she placed her head on his chest a clock chimed 6 O'clock somewhere; she began to drift into a slumber to the rhythm of his heartbeat.