I want to thank everyone who favorited, followed, reviewed, or at least read the first chapter! It means so much to me that so far everyone likes this story! Some elements in this fanfic are not compliant to the Fourth book or movie that I added. Hope you all don't mind really.

Rating: MA

Pairing: Viktor Krum/Hermione Granger

Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling

Everyday since he was announced the Durmstrang champion, Viktor Krum often found himself in the Hogwart's library. Much to Karkaroff's pleasure, but he was not readying himself for the First Task. He was watching one Hermione Granger, day after day. Every now and then he would allow himself to muster the courage it took to ask her if he could sit with her.

But he hid in the shadows, content to watch her for the majority of the time.

Though, as the First Task began to rear its ugly head to the young star he found himself in dire need of studying. He knew what he was to face, and it seemed Potter did as well, leaving the two remaining champions in the dark.

There was one problem in his plans to study and do his schoolwork, his obsessive fans.

Many a days he was found doing his early morning jogs with a large trail of ladies from Hogwarts and Beauxbatons right behind. He had often heard about the rumors that his stolen things were often sold off to the highest bidder. The top price he heard was Amortentia or the common love potion infused chocolate cauldrons.

Viktor didn't even like the cauldrons.

He was a huge fan of sugar quills and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, but had been wary of the quills since they were being dipped in love potions. His last girlfriend had been dipping all his sugar quills in a strong love potion for the two years they were together, and if he had not seen her in the act they still would have been together.

Now he was falling for a girl with the smarts to make him a love potion, but she had yet to do it. Hell, she barely acknowledged him except for the times he approached her.

Tomorrow was the First Task and the book he needed for the four specific dragons was in use by Hermione. He assumed that Potter had told her about the Task although he was unsure on how he found out about the dragons. Gathering all his items, Viktor plucked up every ounce of courage he had to walk over to his Wildflower.

"Excuse me, luff? Can you tell vhere the book called "European Vild Dragons By: Filemont Vilet" is?", he asked knowing that was the exact book she held. Her shocked expression every time he talked to her puzzled Viktor greatly.

She was friends with the famous Harry Potter but why was she unused to being talked to.

"I'm very sorry if I haff scared you luff."

"No, no! I have the last book, but I just finished using it!", she told him. Her beautiful eyes entrapped him as he stared into their deep depths. He honestly felt the warmth of the book as she pushed it into his hands, a heart felt smile etched onto her face.

"Thank you very much luff, until the next time I see your varm smile," he said before heading to the librarian. Unaware of the blush that enraptured her entire face, neck, and ears.

The librarian, or Madam Pince as he learned, was very possessive of her books as he was told. If you were found sneaking one out of the library then the consequences were dire. "G-zho Pince? Is it alvight for me to take this book from library?", he asked laying on some charm with the hopes she let him.

He never felt as scared as he did then when she glanced him over, her eyes scrutinizing every part of him. "Very well, but Mr. Krum. If one page, I mean a single one. Is damaged in anyway then you will never be able to even look at another of my books for as long as I live. Understand?", she asked him, her eyes hard and cold.

"Da , g-zho Pince."

Hermione giggled as she watched him back away from Madam Pince in slight fear before hurrying out the door, most likely to the Great Hall for Dinner. She too gathered her things but one item stood out the most from underneath all the parchment she had. A box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and a note was attached with a sticking charm.

My Wildflower,

I hope that you find these beans as good as I. Every day and night you are always on my mind, please take these to show you might think of me as I do of you. If not then please give these to Asen Zorof. You will be the sunshine in this hellish tournament for me either way.

-Viktor Krum

P.S. Watch out for the new Firewhiskey flavor bean.

"Today's been a good day I think," she said with a smile before hurrying to see Harry.

~.~.~

Flash!

Both Harry and Hermione broke out of a hug as English writer Rita Skeeter entered the champion's tent, her quick-quotes quill taking notes next to her as she smirked at the two teens.

"Young love! If anything goes... unfortunate today then perhaps you two can the front page!", she exclaimed happily as Viktor came out of his changing room.

"You haff no business here!", he exclaimed,"this tent is for champions and friends." He looked to Hermione as she hid herself behind Harry in embarrassment. "No matter," Rita said before grabbing her quill and rushing out of the tent.

"Good day champions! Gather round please!", Dumbledore called out as he and the Tournament judges walked into the tent. "Now we've waited and wondered but now the moment has arrived! One that only four of you will full appreciate. Wh- wait. What are you doing here Miss Granger?", Dumbledore asked as he finally realized that he put his arm around the wrong Hogwarts student.

"N-nothing," she stammered before glancing at both Harry and Viktor before running out.

The Bulgarian only watched in sadness as she left, his heart fell down as he pulled out the Chinese Fireball from the bag he was shone. His ears perked up as he heard Harry say one of the dragons names.

How did he actually know the names of them?

"Now once the canon sounds, you Mr. Diggory will Boom!," but before the Headmaster could finish he was interrupted by the cannon going off prematurely. Sighing he and the other judges left the four alone before running up to the Judges' seats. Nodding to Harry, Cedric ran out the tent nervously and from then on time flew by.

Then it was Viktor's turn, but his fight with the Chinese Fireball was easy due to him using one of the more complex spells against the dragon's eyes. Stunning it momentarily before running forward to grab the golden egg, not seeing the tail before it slammed into him.

Sending Viktor into one of the large boulders in the arena, causing the crowd to gasp in fright. He stood up only to see a ball of flames sent is way.

"AGUAMENTI!," he yelled and watched happily as steam arose from the hole in the wall of flames before jumping into it. Using his arms to hide his face as he propelled himself through the fire. "CONFUNDO!" he roared and watched as the red bolt made its way into the dragon's eye.

Running for it he snatched the golden egg, before he was hit into the wall under the Judges' seats by the damned things tail. Groaning in pain he pulled himself of the ground to watch in satisfaction as the Chinese Fireball was taken away by the dragon tamers.

Feeling liquid run down his face he then felt all the pain that came with breaking an arm and a large welt on his back. He smiled as he saw Hermione cheer for him as he walked to the school's nurse.

"Tya vyarvashe v men." (She believed in me.)

In his and her hearts was a long golden string that connected as their smiles increased, and in the wind he whispered so softly that no one could hear him.

"Obicham te." (I love you)

~.~.~

"Viktor! Vho are you taking to Yule Ball?", Asen asked as he and Viktor walked down the gangplank to the docks. The welt on his back healed completely in the weeks following the First Task, leaving a nice scar that he didn't mind at all. Madam Pomfrey had mended his arm when he went into the tent, where he was then congratulated by Karkaroff and many Durmstrang students.

He smiled then, a fake one, but a smile that grew to be true as he saw Hermione peek in through the folds of the tents.

"I haff idea of vone. She is most humble voman, and studious indeed. You vill see at the ball, it is only next veek is it not?"

Asen pouted at him, trying to act like a fan of his,"But Vicky!" He tried to yell in a high pitched voice,"I vant you to go vith me!"

Laughing quite loudly both he and Viktor leaned against the walls holding their sides in mirth. "I suppose you vill come in big puffy outfit?", he asked as tears of laughter fell down his face. "Only if it vill be pink!", he yelled back causing the two to fall to the snow covered ground.

Getting up on shaky feet Asen held his hand out to help Viktor up,"Vhere do you go all the time anyvay?" Viktor shook his head as his fan girls peered out at him from behind a pillar. "Not here."

"Okay, but I vill get you to tell me."

Waving goodbye he walked into the castle, leaving Asen behind with his fan girls. Chuckling when he heard him say,"Hallo beautiful vomen!" Running up the stairs, he tripped when they suddenly moved deterring him off the path to the library. It lead to the third floor corridor, where he was told that it was now not forbidden to go in but recommended not to go in.

Shrugging he opened the door to the dusty corridor, where he then heard singing. "When the moon is gone, and we reached our ends~!", he heard as the melodic voice drew him closer. His feet moved of its own accord when he came across a dead end.

"There's a moment that changes a life when, we do something that no one else can~", he frowned at the wall since there was no other way except this one towards the voice.

"Aperio," he said softly in fear that the voice could hear him. Grinning broadly he watched as a door revealed itself to him and the voice got exponentially louder.

"And the path that we've taken will lead us. One final stand!", he opened the door to see Hermione Granger. In the room with her was a large fluffy cat perched on the desk in the abandoned classroom. Angelic wings had sprouted from her back as her eyes had gained an unearthly glow of amber. A bright halo perched itself above her head as she sung.

"There's a mome-", she stopped as she saw him there. Her back had gone rigid as the full moon shone through the windows of the room. Her eyes suddenly turned red at the sight of him standing there and he could scarcely believe his eyes.

A siren stood in front of him as he stared at her in amazement.

Her melodic voice rang out to him and snapped out of a revere he had stuck himself in. "Mate," she said as she walked towards him happily. A large smile on Hermione Granger's face, as he walked towards him before caging him in a hug that melted his senses.

"My mate had come for me," she said as she hugged him closer to her. The scent of passion fruit and vanilla dulled his mind as he returned her hug happily. In his mind he had accepted the fact she was going to be his forever and this cemented that fact.

A deeper part of him returned her calls as he spoke out,"Yes mate?". Her head popped up hopefully as his own eyes turned red as she hugged him. "As much as I am glad to haff found you ve must proceed slowly," he said as his own sandalwood scent permeated her senses.

"Why mate?", she asked.

"Others may hurt you mate," he said simply before giving her a kiss on the crown of her head. Avoiding her halo as her bushy hair tickled his nose. Viktor cried out in pain as a pair of wings to had grown out of his back. Their black feathers littered the ground as he held onto her in pain.

"Its normal mate, so sleep. I'll be here with you while you sleep," she said as she stroked his shaved head. Laying him down softly she cradled his head in her lap before conjuring a blanket for the and locking the door. She closed her eyes as Crookshanks curled into her side as the three fell asleep.

~.~.~

Across Europe in Bulgaria a lady smiled as the fire roared in the siting room, revealing from the floo network Igor Karkaroff looking pissed off.

"It was meant to be."

This is my twist on like a pureblood Hermione thats like a siren. I'll explain what happened to Viktor and Hermione in the next chapter.

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