Hi! I was reading through the comments and someone commented that Harry's eyes were green and not brown, which I totally knew! I'm actually so sorry if some of my facts and background information in the fanfic is not according to the book; I sometimes get confused between the book and the movie qualities. Thank you for reminding me of those things and for telling me who you ship and want Hermione to end up with! I DO change how to story goes to please you guys!

Hermione's POV

I guess time has moved rather quicly since the Yule Ball. Today was the first day of February, and today is the day when all the other schools are arriving for the Junior Quidditch World Cup. This whole thing was a big deal at first, but after about a week the news became old in our dramatic little school, and no one really quite remembered until this morning.

I checked the magic sundial on the balcony closest to the Gryffindor Common Room. It read 7:30 AM, and it was a Sunday. That meant this whole day was supposed to be spent welcoming the various new guests and going directly back to regular school by tomorrow.

I tightened my red and white striped scarf tighter around my new and dug my hands into the pocket of my black trench coat. Luckily I was wearing some very warm clothes during the freezing Jan/Feb morning weather. My hands grazed the icy top of the balcony railing, and I could feel some light snow falling on my curly brown hair. As the sun was starting to shine over the mountains that surrounded the Hogwarts Territory, I decided it would be best to talk to Viktor before retreating back to my friends.

The past week and a half have been spent talking to Viktor, helping Harry with homework, doing my own homework and studying, and acting awkward around Ron. Although Harry and Ginny did get us to apologize to eachother about two weeks ago, I honestly don't see how we can ever be the same. It's not that I don't want our friendship to continue, I actually want the opposite, but it is just that Ron is so annoying and picky and self-centered sometimes that I can't stand it. The whole reason we fought was because he was selfish and kissed me, and then got mad at ME for telling me I didn't like him! Bloody hell, Ron can be such a jerk.

Harry. The relationship of me and Harry was a bit confusing for about a day, but we soon realized or at least agreed to mark that night when we fell asleep together as nothing more than a best friend moment. I mean, he obviously has feelings for Cho and I have recently caught him staring at Luna once in a while, and I am trying to get to know Viktor better, especially before he leaves after the JQC.

My feet echoed in the early morning silence of the castle, and I made my way down to the quidditch field. I didn't even have to check anywhere else for Vitkor because I saw him flying around when I was on the balcony. As soon as I entered the stadium, I was immediatly impressed.

There were different colored banners and flags covering the stadium. Facing North was the Hogwarts crest on a red and green flag, with a large banner that read HOGWARTS in big black letters. Facing south was the Durmstrang crest on red flags that were lined with a think black marker, and a banner similar to the hogwarts one, only this one read DURMSTRANG. Each school had a banner and flags similar to these on their section of the stadium, and each has also decorated the stands with their school colored cushions or with balloons and other festive decorations.

After I had a good look at all of the banners and decorations, I went to find Viktor in the stadium. He wasn't on the main field, in the air, or in the stands which meant he was most likely in the locker room for GUEST SCHOOL 1. As my predictions were correct, I found him in the middle of putting on a non dirty shit after changing from his quidditch jersey. "Hey Hermione! I thought you vud be lookeen for meh." He said, with his words more strongly accented than I was used to. He threw down the shirt he was about to put on when I arrived in the locker room, and he rushed to hug me with his bare skin against my trench coat. It felt so nice to be able to have a simple love life, liking one person who truly liked you back. Especially instead of mixed feelings toward three different people who I would usually not even think about having romantic relations with.

"Hermione, after I put on my shirt and gather my stuff I will accompany you to the Grand Hall for breakfast." He smiled warmly as he slid his short over his head and started to put his pads and broom supplies into his quidditch bag. I felt my cheeks become rosy from his hug and his smile, but I decided that if he asks me about it then I can blame it on the cold. Oh how I love winter.

The way to the Grand Hall we talked about the arrival of the new schools, popular enough drama that even I knew about it, and just ourselves and checking in with eachother. When we entered the big wood doors to the Grand Hall, we were welcomed with the excitement that could not be contained by most all kids and teachers, excluding Dumbledore and the other headmasters.

As soon as Viktor and I departed to our own tables, Dumbledore cleared his throat to make an announcement.

"As you all know, today is the arrival date of many schools from all over the world. They are not all arriving at the same time, due to traveling and distance issues. If you would like to watch them arrive, they will all be here between the hours of 10:00am and 1:00pm. I suggest you hang out either outside by the lake, or by a balcony."

After a few moments of echoing whispers in the hall, he added,"The list of the schools are..."