Author - Lorelei Phantomwall
Genre - Romance
Keywords - Hermione, Viktor Krum, Pansy Parkinson
Goblet of Fire
Summary - Viktor Krum dumps Hermione for Pansy Parkinson. Of course, Hermione is
Disclaimer - This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by
JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic
Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and
no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Only the words belong to me.
Author's Notes - This is my first songfic, and if it's good it won't be my last, so please review.
Guess mine is not the first heart broken,
My eyes are not the first to cry,
Hermione read the letter over and over again. Tears were streaming down her face. When she met Viktor Krum she thought she had found someone she really could like forever.
She had been warned by some. But she had thought they were all just jealous. Jealous of she and Viktor. She thought they were the perfect couple.
Hermione took out her wand. "Incendio" she muttered. She watched the letter burn. Now she could get over Viktor. No, she couldn't get over him by burning the letter. She felt as if she had a hole in her heart. Just a week ago she had been with him in Bulgaria. They walked in the park after dark, they went swimming. They laughed together.
"How should I reply to the letter?" she thought. She decided not to reply. She didn't know what to say.
The worst thing was that he had left her for someone else. That someone was Pansy Parkinson. Hermione burst out into another round of tears. She had seen him flirting with that pug face before, but she just didn't believe it. She had thought he cared about her only.
Hermione felt heat on her face, and realized it was... fire! The curtains had caught fire from the letter! She used her wand to put the fire out. Hermione looked at the burning letter. The only part that hadn't been turned completely to ashes was the last few lines:
"Maybe I'll love you again, I think we could be friends. I'm not ready."
Maybe, maybe, maybe he could love her again. But there were better people, probably, who would love her forever, not just when they needed someone.
But nobody else could compare to Viktor Krum, not just because he was a famous Quidditch player or a TriWizard competitor but because he liked her when no one else did. Ron only liked her as a last resort. But she was the first girl Viktor asked to the Yule Ball, or at least she thought.
But when something is over, sometimes it is over for good. Crying all day wouldn't help. But she couldn't help it.
She looked at her picture of Viktor. She had always thought that the picture was her most prized possesion. Maybe she was just obsessed. Viktor used to be all she could think about. She even dreamed about him every night.
Even though he didn't really care about her, she still cared about him. Maybe that would change over time. In ten years she'd remember him as her first boyfriend, as just another childhood memory.
Inside her soul it was as if her mind and heart were fighting a war against each other. The practical thing was to realize that it was over, but her heart remained optimistic. Maybe he would come back to her after realizing he'd made such a big mistake. Viktor was someone she told all her secrets to, and he had told her his. Hermione really had believed they were soulmates. But now her soulmate abandoned her for foolish Pansy Parkinson.
Hermione took out parchment and a quill. She started to write Dearest Viktor- but then she stopped. First of all, she didn't own an owl. But she had to reach him somehow. She wanted to make him realize.
She sat there staring out her open window waiting for an owl from Viktor that said how he didn't mean anything in the letter, that he still loved her. But she couldn't get over him if there still was hope. Just then Pigwidgeon flew through her window. Hermione read the letter and smiled. At least someone still cared about her. Maybe she had been hard on Ron...