The Yule Ball ch 4
So, this morning I was reminded of how much I ship Hermione and Krum that I decided to write another chapter for this story, it will probably be the last one too. It's been so long I doubt anyone will read this but oh well. If you do read the chapter, please leave a review with your thoughts!
Note: I do not have the 4th book on hand right now and do not have an eidetic memory, so excuse me if I get some details wrong I will do the best I can.
Also, although I generally write in third person, for some reason this story is in first person. I would prefer to write in third for this chapter but since the rest of the story is in first I'll keep it in first. Sorry if I mess up sometimes or it sounds weird.
Hermione's POV
I wake up slowly, smiling when I remember that it was the morning of the ball. I still haven't told Ron and Harry about my date even though Ron hasn't stopped asking, I'm too afraid of what they will say. I get up slowly and get dressed, careful not to wake the other girls. I go down to the Great Hall for some breakfast, sneaking a glance over to the Slytherin table to see that Viktor was also here. He gave me a smile and I smiled back quickly before sitting down next to Ron and across from Harry.
"Morning Hermione," said Ron and Harry through mouthfuls of food.
"Good morning, sleep well?" I ask, they both nodded and went back to their meals. I filled my own plate with toast and eggs before opening that day's Daily Prophet.
"Yeah, we're going to have a snowball fight after breakfast with Fred and George outside if you want to join," said Harry
"I'll come watch but I'm not really in the mood to play right now," I said as I scanned the pages for anything interesting.
"Has Skeeter written anything else?" asked Harry.
"Nothing new about you," I told him wearily.
"Good," Harry said.
The rest of the meal was had relatively in silence, Ron didn't say a word.
Fred and George came over to the table when we were done.
"Ready?" they asked.
"Yeah," said Harry and Ron.
"Hermione are you playing as well?" asked Fred.
"No I'm just going to watch, I have some reading to catch up on," I told them.
Krum's POV
I watched as Hermione left with Ron, Harry, and two other red-headed boys and didn't notice when Taylor and Nick sat down next to me until Taylor poked my shoulder.
"Vhat? Oh hello," I say.
"Too busy staring at your girl to notice your friends? Shame on you, shame," she said.
"Sorry," I told her.
"You're forgiven," she said after a minute.
"So you're excited for the Ball, I take it?" asked Nick.
"Very," I said with a small smile,
"I am too," said Nick, looking at Taylor, she smiled back.
"Vell I vill let you two enjoy each other's company" I said, getting up from the table.
"We didn't mean to drive you away," said Taylor.
"I vas done anyvay, I'll see you later," I told them.
"Bye," said Nick.
"See you later then," said Taylor.
What I really want to do is go outside and just be with Hermione, but she hasn't told her friends about us which I sort of understand. So we haven't been able to talk to each other much except when in the library. I also want to keep my fan club from knowing about us, or else she would never be left alone. I'm surprised that they haven't picked up on anything yet, they seem a bit oblivious for girls watching his every move. I'll just go to the library, maybe she'll go there later.
As soon as I step into the library I see something that makes me want to turn around.
"Hey Viktor, why don't you join us?" asked Malfoy.
"Sorry, I must have taken a wrong turn, I didn't mean to come here," I said, and moved to leave the library.
"Didn't you? We hear you're here every day," said Malfoy.
"You hear wrong," I lie "maybe I was mistaken for a classmate," I suggest.
"Who would mistake you? You're one of the most famous Quidditch players in the world. Why are you always in here?" asked Malfoy again.
"Vhy is that any of your business?" I asked him.
"If you're still pining over Granger…"
"I'm not," I lie again,
"Good, she's a filthy little mudblood. You can do better, we can help you with that.
"I don't remember asking for your opinion. Ve aren't friends, ve vill never be friends. Your attitude towards and prejudice against others is outdated and wrong. Maybe you thought that I think like you, considering I attend Durmstrang it's not a far reach. The mark of Grindelwald is on our school, and there are people at my school are proud of that. I am not one of them, I am not one of you. So, kindly stay out of my business and leave me and Ms. Granger alone," I turned around and left without another word, steaming with anger, I didn't even pay attention to where I was going.
"Hey, I was looking for you!" I look up to see Hermione smiling and walking towards me. I immediately calm down a little bit.
"What's wrong" she asks me.
"Nothing, I just had a conversation with that blond slime-ball," I said bitterly
"You mean Malfoy? What did he say?" she asked.
"It's not important," I say.
"Clearly it's upset you," Hermione pushed.
"It's not something I vant to repeat, veren't you vith your friends?" I ask, trying to steer the conversation away.
"Was Malfoy talking about me? He tried to warn you away from me, I bet he called me a mudblood," said Hermione.
"I'm sorry," I say.
"What for?" asked Hermione.
"The way he and other students here treat you, you don't deserve that," I tell her, taking her hand in mine.
"It's not your fault," she said.
"Vell I vish I could do something about it," I said.
"You don't have to protect me," said Hermione.
"I know that, I just don't like hearing people talk about you that vay. I yelled at him for it," I said.
"You yelled in the library? What did Madam Pince say about that?" asked Hermione,
"Nothing, or I left before she came over," I told her.
"Well, I better go. I'll see you tonight. Meet you in the entrance hall?" said Hermione, she stood on her toes and kissed me on the cheek.
"Until tonight," I say, nodding.
A few hours later, Krum was getting ready for the ball.
"Hey Viktor, why do we all wear the same thing?" asked Nick from across the room in our native language.
"Because we are men, and this color outfit is our only choice. We don't want to stick out and look like idiots, do we?" I answered, Nick nodded.
"I suppose not,"
Let's make it a nice five chapter story, I promise chapter 5 will not take 2 years to show up!
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Faithfully yours,
Doa2