Viktor Krum- Only a Friend
Later that Evening…
Tonks had just left Hermione. They had been together for hours.
Hermione had just spotted Ginny, and was about to make her way over when Viktor
showed up.
"I think we need to talk," he said.
"Can this wait, Viktor? I really am tired."
"I'm sorry for fighting with your friend. I hope you forgive me."
"Everything is alright now. Forget about it… I think it would be best if you steered clear
of Ron, though. I don't want the two of you fighting."
"It was because of you."
"I don't want anyone fighting because of me. I just want to be happy."
"Come to the wedding with me then. We'll have a great time, and you'll be happy."
"I'm already going with someone, Viktor."
"Tell him you can't, and come with me instead."
"I will not do that. I'm going with Ron, and that is my decision."
"But-"
"Viktor, you do understand that you and I are only friends, right?"
"I know that, but I want you back."
"I'm sorry, but that's not what I want. I don't think of you in that way… Viktor, we
weren't really even together. It was only a few weeks. We're friends, and I'd like it to
stay that way because I do care about you."
"Just friends?" Viktor asked.
"Yes. Just friends," she smiled.
"I guess I can live with that. I would rather be friends than nothing at all… Will you do
something for me, though?"
"What is it, Viktor?"
"Will you save a dance for me?"
"Sure," she said.
"Good."
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, then. Goodnight Viktor," she said, giving him a
quick hug.
As Hermione walked back to the Burrow, Viktor went to look for Ron.
He found him with Harry and Ginny.
"I want to talk to you," he told Ron.
"So talk," Ron replied, trying to be somewhat civil.
"In front of them?"
"Go ahead."
"I asked Hermione to go to the wedding with me, but she said that she was going with
you. She is not interested in me. She only wants to be friends. It's obvious to anyone who
has eyes that there is something between you two. You're a fool if you do not do
something about it. I think she deserves better than you, but I can tell that you are what
she wants. Treat her well, and don't wait around forever."
With that, Viktor left.
"Well," Ginny said.
"Keep your mouth shut, please Ginny," Ron said.
"I think Viktor said it all, didn't he?" Harry smiled.
"This is so weird guys."
"What is?"
"This whole thing with Hermione. We've always been friends, and yes, there's almost
always been something else there too, but ultimately, we've been friends. You just expect
me to go over to her and make some big romantic declaration? First of all, that is so not
us, and secondly, what if she just laughs in my face?"
"If that is so not you, don't do it in that way," Harry said.
"She's not going to laugh in your face, Ron. Trust me," Ginny said.
"How do you know?" Ron asked.
"You and Harry are not Hermione's only friends. Plus, I'm a girl," Ginny grinned.
"I need you guys to keep your mouths shut please. Don't say anything to Hermione. I
have to figure things out."
"Fine. We'll stay quiet, just don't wuss out okay?" Harry said.
"I don't know. I want her, yeah, I admit it. But I don't want to lose her as my friend."
"Ron," Ginny said, touching his arm. "If you two get together, it doesn't mean that you
stop being friends."
"Okay, seriously, this is awkward. Let's drop it, okay?"
"Fine. It's dropped," Ginny said. "I'm out of here anyway. I'm going to bed."
After Ginny went back to the Burrow, Harry changed gears and switched the subject.
"Have you told your family about us leaving with Hermione the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes and no."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Ginny knows the truth. I told the rest of them that we were going to spend some time at
Hermione's place. I didn't want my mum to worry. She's already done enough of that.
She didn't even want me and 'Mione to pick you up alone."
"I don't want her t worry either. You and Hermione shouldn't be coming with me to look
for the Horcruxes. It's going to be dangerous."
"All the more reason for us to come. We told you before, we're coming with you. You're
not doing this alone. We won't let you."
"Ron's right. There's no way we're letting you do this alone," Hermione said, walking
over to Harry.
"Didn't I see you head back to the Burrow?" Harry asked.
"I did, but then I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd take a walk or something. It's a good
thing I did too; you're trying to disband the Golden Trio on me," she grinned.
Ron laughed. "Who came up with that name anyway?"
"Wasn't it Rita Skeeter?" Harry said.
"I think it was," Hermione said, a trace of disgust in her voice.
Ron just laughed. "Still not her biggest fan are you?"
"Oh, what gave you that idea?" she said sarcastically.
"Do we really want to be talking about Rita Skeeter ?" Harry asked.
"Good point," Hermione said. "New subject."
"How about good night," Harry yawned, taking Hermione's arm, and starting to walk
towards the Burrow.
"I guess I should attempt to get some sleep too," Hermione said. "Come on Ron," she
said, grabbing his arm.
Arm in arm, Harry, Ron , and Hermione walked back to the house.
When they arrived, Hermione was the first to head off to bed.
"Goodnight guys. Oh, and Harry, do me a favour please. Do not let Ron wear his famous
dress robes, please."
Harry started to laugh as Hermione walked up the stairs. "I can't wait until tomorrow,"
Harry grinned.