Again, this is unedited, but I hope you like it. This gives more to Viktor's point of view for most of it. Enjoy!
(Viktor's POV)
I woke up next to the girl that I've been in love with since I was twelve and she was eleven. It's been five years since then. And I'm still completely and hopelessly in love with the only girl who hates me. Of course, every guy at Drumstrang knew I was in love with my best friends little sister, and that's probably why every guy I knew wanted her. Because if Viktor Krum liked her, she had to be special. And she was. She was smart, beautiful, funny, and I acted like a complete git around her. But could you blame me?
Her hair fell down to her elbows in soft, chocolate silk curls. Her long side bangs completely covered her left eye. Her green0blue eyes shone like the ocean when you first say them. They were intoxicating. Her face was pale like the rest of her, and completely soft and smooth. She was beautiful. Her cheeks always seemed to be slightly pink, though it wasn't from a blush. And her lips were stained a soft pinkish red.
She had my heart and she didn't even know it. She didn't even want it. She hated it.
Of course her brother would try to convince her to be nice to me, but I hear what she says about me, how much she dislikes me. If I could just make her see me, just once. Make her give me a chance, I'd be the luckest guy in the world.
And that idiot Theodor Nott. He has her. She loves him. And he hurt her. I wanted to kill that kid. But that would only make her hate me more. So I just sat there, watching her cry. Bringing her to her brother, and getting punched in the face. I didn't blame Adon though. I would have done the same thing if he walked in with my crying sister. He was still my best friend. WE would never talk about this incident, and pretend it never happened.
In fact, I thanked him for it. If he hadn't hit me, I wouldn't be sitting here now, holding the love of my life's hand while she slept quietly. Not quite beside me, but close enough.
"Viktor? What are you doing in my room?" Lyra asked tiredly, sitting herself up and quickly pulling her hand out of mine. She looked around and sighed. "Oh yeah, right. We're in the infirmary."
"Ja." I nodded, sitting up in the bed.
"I'm tired." She sighed quietly before sitting up more in her chair and stretching.
"Meh too." I lied. I shouldn't have lied, but I wanted her to go back to sleep so I could stare at her again without it being awkward.
"Go back to sleep. They'll probably want to keep you in here for a few more hours. I'll go get us something to eat." She said, standing up, her eyes still half closed.
I just nodded and watched her go. She was gone for almost ten minutes when her brother walked in.
"How vare you feeling?" Adon asked, looking quite amused by the situation. He would.
"Very good." I told him with a smirk. He sat down in the chair that his sister was once in.
"Does she still hate you?" He mocked, laughing slightly at the hopeless idea.
"I vould dink so." I said, my high mood downing quickly.
"I'll go talk to her. Vhere is she anyway?" HE asked, looking around the large room for his sister.
"Getting vood." He nodded and stood before walking out the door.
(Lyra POV)
"Vhat do ve have here?" Adon asked, walking up to me while I struggled with the large tray of food.
"Oh shut up and make yourself useful." I said, shoving the plate into his hands forcefully. He didn't seem to notice. He carried the tray towards the infirmary in silence for a minute.
"So…you and Viktor." My brother said casually, looking like he was trying not to smile. I felt my face go red with anger.
"No. There is no me and Viktor! I absolutely hate the bloke!" I nearly screamed. Adon couldn't hide his smile now.
"Then vhy are you bringing him food?" He raised his eye brows at me, looking down at the food, then back at my livid gaze.
"Because it's all my fault he's in there!" I screamed at him, maybe a little too loudly.
"It's not your fault." I heard someone sigh behind me. I turned around to see Theo standing there, looking pretty sad. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said. I was just so mad at Malfoy, and I took it out on you. I'm sorry." He said, before he could finish I was already hugging him. I couldn't stay mad at him. He was just so sweet and vulnerable.
"It's okay." I said, hugging him tighter before pulling away.
"So your not mad? Want to go get some dinner with me then?" He asked hopeful, even though it was the middle of the night. I hadn't realized I'd been in the infirmary so long.
"No. I have to bring this food to Viktor, then I think I'm going to sleep. I'll probably just end up passing out in the infirmary though." I said before walking away. Then called back over my shoulder, "You can come if you want."
We entered the infirmary together, my brother looking really sour about something.
"Mrs. Pumfrey zaid I vill be able to go back to my room no'." Viktor informed us. We shook our heads and brought the food to the common room instead. We ate in silence, me and Theo occasionally exchanging a few jokes or old stories that made everyone laugh. Then we went to bed. Me sleeping on the Slytherin couch like usual, while the bloke, Theo and my brother, slept in their beds.
"Oi! Wake up!" I yelled, walking into their room in the morning. I straightened out my grey sweat pants and black tank top before running in and jumping on Theo's empty bed. That was odd. In fact, none of the guys were in their beds. How odd.
"Is that what your wearing to the dance tomorrow?" Theo asked, walking away from his closet, Adon and Viktor not far behind.
"Vhat iz dis dance you speak off?" I asked in a fake Bulgarian accent.
"The ball thingy….honestly. Go get dressed, we're going out to get new robes." My brother said, smacking me upside the head.
"Do I have to go?" I groaned, lazily getting off the bed.
"No. You can wear the dress I got you." Theo said, holding up a skimpy little piece of black fabric that looked like a piece of languor. Knowing Theo it probably was. My brother and Viktor got really mad by this and I couldn't help but laugh at the stupid grin on Theo's face.
"Give me ten minutes to get ready. I'll meet you in the grand hall." I told them before skipping out. TO be honest, I had totally forgotten about this whole dance/ball thing. Don't get me wrong, I loved to dance, but I didn't like to shop. I usually just let Theo pick out a nice gown from the shop.
"Lyra!" Called Malcolm Reece, one of the Drumstrang boys I saw occasionally hanging out with my brother. I turned and smiled at him.
"Hey Malcolm." I said, putting a semi-fake smile on my face.
"I vas just foundering if you have date for ball tomorrow yet?" He asked. No, I didn't have a date. But no, I was not going with Malcolm. Don't get me wrong. Malcolm wasn't bad looking. He had long blond hair that was unusual for his country, and his eyes were completely black. He was as nice as the other Drumstrang boys I knew, but I didn't like him.
"Um, no, but I kind of planned on going alone. Sorry." I smiled sweetly before turning around again and heading for the great hall.
By the time I reached the great hall, fully dressed in a pair of jeans and a plain white T-shirt, I had already been asked to the dance by nine guys. Well, eight guys, and one girl. I had said no to all of them. I really did mean it when I said I wanted to go alone. It would be much more fun that way.
"So who are you going to the dance with?" Theo asked, slinging an arm over my shoulder as we walked towards Hogsmead.
"No one." I answered simply. Adon looked a bit shocked.
"No von haff asked you?" Viktor asked curiously. I wished he would mind his own business.
"Nope. No one asked me." I lied. Hoping they couldn't tell.
"Liar." Adon spoke up. "Several Drumstrang boys asked me if it was okay to ask you. I told them to go ahead. They told me you said no." I gave him a small death glare. So what if I wanted to go alone? Was that a crime?
"So?" I asked dumbly. Was that really all I could come up with?
"Vhy didn't you sayz yes?" Viktor asked, starring at me intently as if I was going to admit my undying love to some random guy.
"I'm too in love with you Viktor. Honestly. I don't know how I would survive going to the ball with anyone but you." I said sarcastically, my hand on my heart. Theo and my brother just laughed a little. Viktor's eye brows pushed together while he started to bite the inside of his cheek.
"Vell if you vell dat vay, I would ve honored to go to de dance vith you." Viktor said with a smile, a little sarcastic himself.
"I'll pass." I said with an eye roll as we walked into one of the little stores.
"Try this on." Theo said, shoving a big puffy ball of pink in my hands that could only be an extremely ugly dress. I tried it on anyway, coming out of the dressing room to face Theo, Viktor and my brother while I'm dying of laughter. The dress was low cut, pink, at the waist it puffed out and traveled down to just above my knees. I was laughing because the pink looked so bad on me, and the whole thing was way too big.
"I think it's a little big Lyra." Adon commented, by this point they were all laughing. "Try this one on instead." He said, handing me a long black one. I went back in the dressing room and put it on.
I came out a moment later, death glaring at my brother. It was completely black and went all the way to the floor. It was a plain, velvety substance with long sleeves and a turtle neck. It barely even touched my body at all because it was so loose. I looked like a nun.
"I like that one." Adon said with a smile. I just rolled my eyes at him.
"Next." I said lazily. Viktor came forward, handing me another puffy dress with sparkles all over it. It was a mixture of purple and blue, and went all the way down to the floor. It was strapless and a corset like fashion until it puffed out at the waist. It was perfect. (A/N~I know the third dress is the right one thing it cliché, I just wrote it without thinking about it, and the picture of the dress and what Lyra's hair and makeup looks like on my profile, that's why I don't explain it so well on here.)
"I like this one." I said, coming out of the dressing room.
"I'm glad." Viktor said, a smile on his face. Obviously he was happy I liked the one he picked out the best.
"Psh, mine was better and you know it." Theo said jokingly as he came from the back of the store with his new robes. Viktor and Adon already had theirs so we bought the dress and left.
"Who are you going with Theo?" I asked as we walked back to the castle, my feet were starting to ache from walking so much.
"Astoria." He said with a shrug, as if he really didn't want to take her anyway. I always thought he had a crush on her.
"Oh. Who are you guys taking?" I asked turning to my brother.
"I'm going with Luna Lovegood." Adon said proudly. I always thought she would go with Neville. (A/N~Alex don't kill me.)
"I vas dinking about ashing Hermione Granger." He told he, it sounded kind of like a question.
"I think you should. Everyone says she's really nice. I don't know her personally though." I admitted foolishly, wishing I could be a bigger help. He just nodded skeptically.
"Are you almost ready Lyra?" Theo asked, banging his fist on his bathroom door.
"If you were going to rush me, I would have gotten ready in my own common room!" I shouted back as I finished putting the curling spell on my hair.
"Why didn't you! I didn't invite you here." Adon yelled from somewhere in the room. I rolled my eyes as I walked out of the bathroom, wearing my dress and a giant grin. I hoped I looked alright. I mean, I always went by what Theo said I looked like. Then again, he was to nice to tell me if I looked bad.
"I always get ready here. Right Theo?" I said, and it was true, but Theo was already in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror.
"Yeah, yeah." He said dismissively. I just sighed and fell back onto his newly made bed.
"That dress really does look great on you." Adon commented as he towered over me.
"Oh how sweet of you to say dearest brother of mine." I smiled as I stood back up. The ball started soon and I couldn't wait. I loved to dance. It was a favorite pass time of mine. Along with that and my horrible singing voice, I was a party machine.
"'ou do look very 'ice" Viktor commented, straightening his Drumstrang dress robes that looked kind of awkward on him.
"Eh, you too I suppose." I said with a shrug, but a smile. It felt good to be nice…for once.
"Hey! What about me!" Theo asked, walking in front of me and spinning around.
"Of course Theo, you're the best looking one here." I told him. It was kind of truth.
"Vell are cho ready?" Viktor asked, looking around the room and making eye contact with each of us. I smiled and nodded happily while throwing my arms in the air and screaming "Whoohoo! Party!"
Adon frowned, Theo laughed, and Viktor just opened the door with a smile. We all filed out of the room, and made out way towards the great hall.
I could hear the muggle music blasting from here. When we reached the top of the steps, Theo quickly grabbed my arm and escorted me down, Viktor and my brother followed. When we reached the top of the steps, the guys waited patiently for their dates. Viktor ended up asking Hermione, and Adon was going with Luna Lovegood, while Theo waited for Astoria.
Astoria came first. Her dress was long and pink, it clung to her body nicely and Theo looked very pleased. Her long black hair was pulled up in a vice bun, and her grey eyes twinkled more then usual. She looked great. Even if I didn't particularly like her.
By this time, I was already dancing to some song with Derrick Rango called 'Welcome to the black parade' when Luna came. Her dress was a purple color and she looked rather beautiful if I do say so myself. Her blonde hair was down like it normally was, and her dress was long and strapless.
I was kept on the dance floor by various guys cutting in, and asking me to dance. Of course I said yes because I didn't want to stop dancing. I made polite chatter with each of them, not really caring too much about what we were saying. I didn't even notice Hermione come in, but saw her dancing with Viktor at some point. I smiled at her. I knew mostly all the girls here liked him, and she looked like she was the luckiest girl alive. Though I didn't really see what was so appealing about him.
"Vould you like to dance?" Viktor's voice came from behind me as I was dancing with Neville Longbottom.
"I'm dancing with Neville right now Viktor." I said, rolling my eyes at him. Neville's eyes widened considerably.
"A-are you s-sure?" Neville asked.
"I don't really want to dance with him." I whispered to Neville as a slow song came on.
"Neville? May I have this dance?" Luna asked pleasantly from next to us. I cringed slightly. (A/N~Just for you Alex)
Neville gave me a sad look before letting go of me and dancing with Luna. Stupid Luna…
"Zo vill you dance vith me?" Viktor asked from behind me. I sighed and turned around, gently placing my hands on his shoulders. I took extreme note of the fact that his hands almost completely covered my waist. God he was a giant oaf.
"Where's Hermione?" I asked pleasantly, trying to start some sort of conversation.
"She iz getting a drink." He told me shortly. I just nodded.
"Oh." I said quietly. Way to make this awkward Viktor.
"You look very 'ice." Viktor said for the second time tonight.
"Yeah…you said that earlier." I pointed out. He just laughed. I didn't really see what was so funny but I smiled anyway.
"Vell. You reelly do look boatiful" Viktor smiled. I watched as his face inched closer to mine. What the hell was he doing? Was he going to kiss me? As his face came closer I realized that he was. I was too shocked to do anything, and the next thing I know the song changes to something more upbeat. I smiled happily as Malcolm came up to us and asked me to dance.
I smiled happily at him and nodded. We started dancing crazily to 'I don't care' by Fall out boy. Hermione came up to Viktor then and they started dancing next to us, along with many other Drumstrang boys and my brother. We laughed vigorously when the song ended, all to aware of the glances Viktor stole at me.
Did he think I wanted him to kiss me? Did he think I was okay with that? What the hell was he thinking?
(Viktor's POV)
Honestly, I had no ides what I was thinking. All I knew was that when her face lit up in that beautiful smile of hers I had to kiss her. I leaned forward, not as cautiously as I should. But I kept a steady pace as I inched forward then all of a sudden the damned music starts blasting into some hyper song and that stupid Malcolm comes up and asks her to dance. All I could think about through that entire song was how great her lips would feel on mine, how much I yearned for that feeling, and how I would probably never get it.
I locked eyes with her a couple times, not all that ashamed that I was openly starring at her. Adon noticed and had to nudge me every once and a while. She seemed like she was having fun. She danced with everyone, well, mostly everyone. Even people she didn't know. She seemed to have fun though. Her and Hermione were being civil. I just wonder what she's thinking about.