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Her heart seemed to have forgotten what it was supposed to be doing.

After all the time and effort they had put into catching his attention, the girl he noticed was the one who didn't notice him.

she turned to look at the man who had spoken. "Hello, Viktor," she greeted with a warm smile that concealed her surprise at seeing him here. She did her best to ignore the rapid beating of her heart and the way his dark gaze made her cheeks flush and her palms sweaty like she was fifteen again and had a crush.

A crooked smile crossed his lips as he moved closer to her

He reached up and brushed his knuckles against her cheek before tucking a stray curl behind her ear. Their eyes met and he licked his lips as he dropped his hand.

Hermione liked the peaceful tranquility of winter. All it took was a simple warming charm and layers of clothes and you didn't even realize it was cold enough to see your breath.

Hermione looked up, her lips curving into a smile.

They had been meeting in the library for several weeks and had actually become rather good friends during that time, but there was still something about Viktor that flustered her.

Suddenly, Hermione felt a pair of hands grabbing her around the waist and lifting her down from her outlook on the chair. Shocked, she looked up, ready to reach for her wand, only to see the smiling face of Viktor Krum. He didn't give her any time to protest, but pulled her among the dancers and spun her round. The steps were easy enough, just little hops from one foot to the other in time with the tune, but the constant spinning made Hermione's head swim. When the music ended, Hermione was quite surprised to feel Viktor's lips brush against hers."Don't be angry, Herm-own-ninny, it's a tradition. That vas the Kiss Dance,"

From the moment he appeared on the pitch, Hermione's eyes never left the figure of Viktor Krum, who was circling high above the other players. Up in the air, he moved with elegance and grace, much like he did while dancing

He appeared fully concentrated, entirely focused on his task

Sometimes I wished that you'd just died too. Died, and gone on to whatever comes after, rather than stayed here to waste away, alive, but unable to live, in a world so full of darkness. Then I feel terrible for even thinking such a thing.