Chapter 5.
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They walked for a little while taking in the other people.
Hermione tilted her head and thought. . . . . is that a kid hanging upside down on a broom?
Shaking her head and turning away, she heard Ron practically yell,"It's him!"
Blinking at him she said,"Him who Ron?"
"Bloody Hell Hermione. . ..him. . . . him!"
Hermione scowled and thought well that narrows it down you prat.
Turning to Fred and George she asked."Care to translate for your dear brother?"
"Him. . . . as our word challenged brother was trying to say. . . .is Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker.",answered Fred, with a wink.
Why in the world do these boys keep winking at me!
She shook her head and focused on the boy they were talking about.
"He looks grumpy.", she said.
"Who the bloody hell cares if he looks grumpy. He's brilliant at Quidditch.",said Ron in one breath.
"Honestly Ron the way your going on about him. You think he was you-know-who",Hermione said frowning at him.
At that point the Twins and Ron were not listening, though she caught a grin from Harry before they moved on.
The sound of, "It was was Viktor Krum. I saw him. Wow.", coming from a muttering Ron.
Boys. . . . . she thought. . . . .I just don't get them.
Hmmmm that was short.
oh well. Lots more to come :)
R&R