I woke up to an empty bed the next morning. I got up and made my way to the kitchen there was a note there from Viktor he had left for practice and didn't want to wake me. The note made me laugh. His verbal English had improved but his written? Not so much. Everything was spelt phonetically.
I explored the rest if the apartment. Found a gym at the opposite side to bedrooms. I smiled to myself. I could do with a workout.
After an hour I am feeling better. Viktor's gym is well equipped. I head to the shower and clean myself off. I suddenly realize how thirsty I am.
Safe in the knowledge Viktor Isn't home I walk to the kitchen in just a towel wrapped around me. My wet hair loose. I open the fridge and take out a bottle of water. When I close the fridge I jump and clutch my towel closer. Viktor was stood there.
He was looking at me with a look I'd never seen before. Now I recognize it as hunger. For me. It made me swallow.
"Viktor. I wasn't expecting you home yet." I say lightly.
"My coach let me go early." He moved forward a few steps. "What are you doing?"
"Just getting some water. I hope you don't mind I used your gym." I rush out.
He moves closer so he's only inches away. "No. I mean why are you walking around in just a towel?"
"I took a shower." My heart is beating. "I was thirsty I didn't think you would be home."
He was silent for a moment, just standing there. I was about to ask if he was ok before he kissed me. Gentle at first growing in heat.
"You're testing my self-control." He said breaking away. Panting just like me.
"You don't need it Viktor." Where was this bravery coming from? I reached up on my tip toes he was so tall and pressed my lips to his.
He let a noise like growl free from his throat and he pushed me back into the counter. His hands exploring the skin that was showing. His fingers sent shock waves through me. He moved his kisses along my jaw and down my neck nipping lightly.
I took a deep breath and dug up some more courage then I unwrapped myself from the towel and let it fall to the floor.
Viktor took his lips from my neck and stepped back taking me in. It took nearly all my self-control not to suddenly cover myself up. His eyes ran over me his chest heaving. He was silent and I was beginning to think he didn't like what he saw. Then he lurched forward taking my lips again.
"Hermioninny." He whispered against my lips.
His hands moved around me. Burning me with his touch. One of his hands cupped my breast and I let out a shocked moan. He felt good.
Suddenly he reached behind me picking me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist. With my arms around his neck I kiss his jaw line nipping his ear lobe. I'm faintly aware were moving. Then I let put a squeal as I practically throws me on the bed. I watch him take his shirt off and my mouth waters again.
He climbs over me and I run my hands over his chest. After a second he pushes my hands away and kisses me. He moves his kisses lower and my hands are tuning through his short hair.
'Oh Viktor.' I moan I can't help it.
His kisses move all over my body and my back arches involuntarily pushing me closer to him. I'm concentrating on his mouth so much I forget about his hands until I feel his fingers between my thighs. I let out a noise that sounds half moan half growl.
It's not long before I feel myself ready to explode.
'Viktor.' I cry.
He makes his way back up to my lips his fingers still working their magic. My arm wrap around his neck as he kisses me and I'm climbing higher.
"You can let go now baby." He whispers and that's it. I'm screaming his name as I climax.
He kisses me as I come down and when I eventually open my eyes he's smiling at me.
"I want you Viktor." I say because I do I need him now. It's that bad I'm ready to beg if that's what it takes.
"Are you sure?" He asks placing a light kiss in my lips.
"Yes. Please Viktor." There it is I'm begging. Lord I need some control.
"Seen as you ask so nicely." He chuckled and I'm too turned on to be offended.
He moves off me and removes his pants. He springs free and I gasp suddenly nervous again. Get it together Granger I tell myself as he climbs over me again.
He kisses me for a while trying to make me relax and soon it works. I kiss him back. His hands roam my body and I know I'm ready. I gasp as he fills me and I feel a sharp pain but it's gone almost as soon as I felt it. He begins to move slowly at first bringing all the nerves inside me to life. His pace quickens and I bringing my hips up meeting him.
I feel myself building again my nails are digging in his back but I can't stop it. I feel him tense above me and I know he must be close too.
It's not long before I explode around him and he follows shortly after. I'm pretty sure I've marked his back. He leans down and kisses me lightly.
"Are you ok?" He breathes. All I can do is nod.
My breathing starts to steady and I smile up at him. He smiled back and I bring my mouth up to capture his. "Wow." I breathe and he chuckles.
He lays on his side and brings me close. We lay like this for a while his hand tracing circles on my back.
"I'll run you a bath." He says getting up suddenly.
"I'm fine Viktor." I say sitting up myself.
"I want to." He says kissing me quickly as he runs into the bathroom.
I suddenly feel self-conscious and I look around the room spotting a robe I throw it on as I hear the water from the bath start to run and Viktor comes out.
"Sorry." He mumbles running his hands over his hair. I'm about to ask what for when he hands me a small vile with a light pink potion inside. "You need to take this."
"Oh no don't be sorry." I uncork the vile and down the potion in one. Contraceptive potion. I feel like an idiot not remembering it myself.
"Your bath should be ready now."
"Thanks." I head awkwardly to the bathroom. Viktor doesn't follow. I take off my robe and step in, it's perfect.
I'm not in the bath long before Viktor knocks on the door before pushing it open. He has a glass of wine in each hand. He passes one to me.
"Can I join you?" He asks and I nod.
I move forward and he sits behind me. The bath must be magically enlarged because no way both of us could have fitted together in a normal bath. His hands rub my shoulders and it feels amazing.
That was our first time together. It certainly wasn't our last either. It was a passion filled month where we could hardly be I'm each other's company without tearing each other's clothes off.
It was about a month after I first got there I realized I needed to move on. Keep travelling. If I didn't I knew I would have stayed here forever. Fallen deep in love with Viktor. I didn't want to leave him but I knew I had to.
I remember his face when I told him I was going to carry on travelling. Full of hurt and shock.
"Are you not happy?" He asked.
"I am Viktor but I need to keep travelling." I said. "Keep seeing the world."
"I am not enough."
"It's not that Viktor." I shake my head. "It's just something I have to do."
He put his head in his hands. I bite my lip trying to keep my resolve.
"Stay for me." He says looking at me eyes full of hope.
"I can't." I whisper.
He stands up quickly making me jump. He starts pacing across the room.
"You can't do this." His hands in his hair again. He stops and looks at me. "I love you. You can't leave me."
I'm shocked at this. It must show as well because he's on his knees in front of me his arms wrapping around me.
"You can't be shocked." He moves his hands to my face cupping it. "I think it happened as soon as I saw you on that hill."
I feel a tear run down my cheek. I think I love him too or I'm very close to. It's one of the reasons I have to leave.
He leans up and kisses me and I can't help kissing him back.
"You love me too. You have to stay." I can hear the pleading in his voice.
"I can't." It's a whisper. I don't know how much more I can take before I give in.
He stands up again making me jump once more. He flips his coffee table over and I flinch away.
"If you love me you'd let me do this." I say.
"If you leave I never want to see you again." His back is facing me and I can see his shoulders rise with each breath he takes.
"Viktor please don't do this." I cry tears flow freely done my cheeks now.
"You're breaking my heart." His shoulders sag. "Leave as soon as you can."
That's all he says before he heads to the door and leaves.
I sit there alone. Crying. It must be at least an hour before I can get myself to move. I go to my bedroom and pack my bag. I wash my face in the sink hoping to hide my tears.
I make my way through to the living room and see the table thrown half way across the room. I take out my wand and put the room straight. I notice his sunglasses on the floor. Ray ban aviators. It's stupid, and I don't know why I do it, but I take them.
I leave then. I use the fireplace to floo to the Bulgarian ministry to arrange a port key to Paris.
Paris is familiar to me after visiting with my parents more than once. It's what I need right now. I let the ministry there find me a place to stay and I'm strong until I'm alone. That's when I break down and sob uncontrollably into my pillow.