Hey people!! I'm Noelle !!! This is a story idea I came up with a little while ago, and I'd like to know what you all think!!

Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter (charcters, places, spells, plots, etc....) belong to the genius J.K. Rowling and not to me. She is he master-mind behind HP.

Chapter One- Part one: Back to the Beginning

Basically everyone in the magic community has heard of Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian quidditch team's best seeker ever. And even more people, if that's at all possible, know about me. I wanted to live a quiet life, but after 57 articles in the Daily Prophet have mentioned have mentioned my name, that's just about impossible. But then again, defeating Voldemort was supposed to be impossible, too, and we all know what happened to him.

I'm getting off track though. What does Viktor Krum have to do with Voldemort, you may ask? Well, I'm not here to talk about old Voldy, actually. This story is being written to explain my……. relationship with the aforementioned quidditch player.

Because frankly, I'm getting tired of random people off the street asking, "What made you two break-up?" or, "What was it like dating someone so famous?" (Why don't they ask him that?") or my personal favourite, " What would you do if you saw him again?" To be honest, I'd probably give him a friendly hug (praying no reporters were around) and introduce him to my husband.


Now I should probably start with my story before my daughter, Rose, wakes up.

Chapter Index:
Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Part 2
Chapter 1 part 3

*knock knock* Anyone here? Well I guess I'm your first visitor. Your first chapter was short and sweet. But although it was short, it kept me interested and I'd like to read more of your story. Seeing things from Hermione's perspective is good for a change and the way you describe her life as a mother and Ron's wife is very realistic. I guess that naturally, people will react to her fame that way and tying her to her ex boyfriend who happens to be the most famous Quiditch player in the world is something interesting to gossip about, and not to mention the paparazzi.

Poor Hermione. That sure sounds frustrating. And I must point out to the fact that that last sentence made me squeee! It's so cute hearing her refer to Ron as her husband.

Oh right! She has a daughter too! Sounds exciting. Ehem ehem... Hermione, can you please start with your story before your daughter wakes up?

Yeah!!!!!!!! It's been posted! Thank you sooo much, and now Hermione will continue with her story........

Chapter 1-Part Two:

The first time I ever spoke to Viktor (not Vikky, Viktor) was in the Hogwarts library. I was reading House Elves: Do's and Dont's in attempt to further my S.P.E.W. campaign when I realized that someone was sitting across from me, gazing at me, as if I were as interesting as a tied quidditch game with both seekers chasing the snitch.

I slowly looked up from my book to see the dark, gorgeous eyes of Viktor Krum.

"Uh...." I said, not knowing how to react to this rude and very akward interruption.

"I vas vondering if you could tell me about this, er, S-P-E-W?" he asked quietly. I could tell he was not usedto talking to girls that he didn't know. And apparently, I wasn't used to speaking with world-famous seekers.

"Uh, well, I- it-.." I took a deep breath. "It's the Society for the Protection of Elvish Welfare. Have you ever notices how poorly house elves aretreated? No sick-leave, no pensions, not even decent clothing!!! I believe that something should be done about this monstrosity!"

I hadn't even realized how much I had said or how passionately I had ranted until I saw an amused smirk on his usually serious and solemn face.

"How do I join? he asked, his enjoyment also being betrayed by his voice.

"One sickle and then sign here, please." I said as I whipped out my collecting tin, member form, and badges without hesitation. That made 10 members! I couldn't wait to tell Harry and Ron (or rub it in their faces). After signing, Viktor couldn't seem to think of anything else to talk about, so with a dazzling smile that most people would think him incapable of, he said, "Dobŭr den" and departed.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



So, any comments and critique are welcome!!!! Post the next part later.
Dobŭr den!! (Good Day!! in bulgarian)

~Noelle

Hey my name's Jazz.
Your story is great so far, I love seeing things from Hermione's perspective and you write the characters well. Post soon!

Oh no no no I can't be liking this. I must stay loyal to H/R forever, I must, I must... *repeats to myself* He's cute though... I am a loyal H/R shipper, I will remain loyal, I will not let that heart stealing look of his decieve me...

So Hermione!

Hey I guess I learn something new everyday!

Great Chapter! PAMS please! <3

Great job! I loved this fan fiction. I haven't seen that many fan fictions on the here or on the internet about Victor Krum. PAMS.

Aiee!!! It's really good so far! I LOVE VIKTOR! pams please(=

Loved it!!!!

"The first time I ever spoke to Viktor (not Vikky, Viktor) was in the Hogwart's library."

That cracked me up!! keep up the good work!!

Awww. I like Victor Krum.

BUTTTT! I do love my Ron/Hermione and I will be loyal to them. Haha.

I really like this. Cant wait to see where the story goes.

PAMS PAMS PAMS PAMS!!

Thank you all soooo much! Here's some more, sorry it's taken a while. I'll be on vacation for a while, but I might be able to get on the computer for a few minutes. If not, here's a bunch for y'all!

Chapter 1-Part 3:

I remember sprinting down the corridor, hurdling the disappearing stair, and practically screaming the password to the Fat Lady.

"Harry! Ronald!" I dashed into the Coomon Room. No one acted as if this was anything unusual. Gryffindors seemed to realize that I wasn't as calm as I tried to act. Everyone has their weaknesses.

Anyway, Harry and Ron were lounging near the fireplace, working on their Divination homework, the one subject I wouldn't help them with. Without looking up, Ron mumbled, " What now, Hermione?"

"Ten members!" I exclaimed through gasps for air. Stupid asthma. "S.P.E.W. has--" gasp "-ten members!"

Well, that got their attention.

"Spew? Oh, Hermione! What did you threaten those poor souls with now?" Ron asked mockingly.

"S.P.E.W. has 10 members who all joined of their own accord, Mr. Weasly." I declared defiantly. Boys....

"Who?" Harry dared unbelievingly. I smacked the list down in front of them.

"You and you, Dean, Ginny, Neville, Seamus, Parvati and Padma, Me and --" I stopped. There was no way on earth that I was about to subject myself to the teasing that was sure to ensue if I told them about Viktor. No matter how much I loved my friends, I would not go through that torture.

"Some kid from Durmstrang." I finished, snatching up the list before they could see Viktor's signature. They eyed me suspiciously, and then returned to their homework.

"Maybe someone could poison my pumpkin juice on Tuesday...." Ron said as I climbed the stairs to my dorm.

"Sorry," I heard Harry reply, laughing. "A house elf is adding arsenic to my soup Sunday."

My retort of "Aaargh!" echoed all the way down the staircase.

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At supper later that night, as I sat, picking at my food, a strange feeling crept over me. I thought that it was hunger at first, since I hadn't eaten much lately. House elves, you know. But after hearing my stomach rumble, I succumbed and scooped an enormous helping of mashed potatoes on to my golden plate.

I ate a few spoonfuls and the strange feeling in my stomach dissolved, but an uncomfortable prickle lingered on my neck. I tried to ignore it, to shove it out of my head, but my senses seemed to be in hyperactive mode. Every voice, every clink of silverware, every obnoxious giggle of Lavender Brown seemed to aggravate me more than usual. A shiver ran through my body and I dropped my spoon.

"Hermione, are you alright?" Ron's voice tickled my brain and made me jump slightly, but I tried to smile as I replied, "Yeah, of course." Apparently I'm a pretty good actress because Ron just shrugged and kept eating.

The feeling was still there, but I didn't really mind now. There was something oddly pleasant about about it, no matter how uncomfortable it may be. But, of course, I needed to know what was going on, so I decided to go check the library for a book mentioning anything similar to what I was experiencing. And I'm glad I did.

As I stood to leave, I happened to glance at the other house tables. My gaze skimmed over the heads of the Ravenclaws to the Snakes. All of them were chuckling and smirking, as usual. Except one. Among the mass of Hogwarts and Durmstrang students seated there, one face stood out to me. Dark sparkling eyes stared right back at me. The eyes that had been watching me the whole meal.

So I ran.


I never understood what was so enchanting about Viktor's eyes, what was so intriguing about his gaze. I didn't really know anything that night, except that those eyes were haunting me. I couldn't concentrate on anything as I sat in the library, not even my book!

Dark curses, goblin rebellions, not even my all-time favorite, Hogwarts: A History could chase away the image stuck in my mind; Eyes with deep mahogany color and small flecks of gold became my constant companions. Finally I grew bored of sitting in the library, so I stood up, stacked my books carelessly on a random shelf, and marched up the long way to the tower in a feeble attempt to clear my head.

What is wrong with you, Hermione? They're just a pair of eyes.

But they weren't. That's when I realized that the reason he didn't talk much was because his eyes spoke for him. Just the slightest movement of his eyes could tell you everything he was thinking. Earlier in the library he was amused and respectful, but in the Great Hall they were intense and longing. But why towards me?
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Sorry for Hermione's ramblings, hopefully they will make more sense next time. I'll post sometime, hopefully soon and just a reminder that critique is welcome as well as comments!!


Adios!
~Noelle

P.S. I know it may not seem like it currently, but I am a loyal Ron/ Hermione lover too!!

That was amazing, I love the way its from Herrmiones POV! Great story!

Yea, new reader! I'm glad you like it! Thanks

I had to laugh to myself reading this. It's just so easy to imagine them having this conversation and the thoughts that are going through Hermione's mind deciding on whether if she should mention Krum's name or not.

Poor Hermione!

Ah! Love! But Ron also has gorgeous eyes to be fair!

Of course you are!!!

Thank you!! I must agree; Ron does have gorgeous eyes.

I'll try to post again soon. Hopefully it'll be a bit more exciting than the last post......

~Noelle

Lovely post! I think you write Hermione really well, it sounds just as I imagine she would! PAMS

I like how you write. It's very Hermione if that make any sense. Anyway, PAMS!

Thank you all!! I'm really busy at a camp for this week and the next, but I'll try to write and post soon!!!

~Noelle

last update 28 may 2011