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Summer Writing Series Challenge
Challenge: Harry & Hermione deal with their fame in the wizarding world.
Title: Look Hermione! KRUM!

"Do you reckon Luna has still got the hots for me?"

"Don't be daft, it's been five years since Hogwarts mate, she must have got over it"

"Then why's she staring at me?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in the crowds watching the world cup semi-final between Bulgaria and New Zealand.

"Where are you looking?" Harry asked leaning across Hermione laughing at Ron's paranoia.

"Look she's over there, third row from the bottom" he said, pointing.

"She can't be looking over here, why the hell would she be?"

"Will you two just shut up and watch the bleeding match?" Hermione interrupted before Ron could answer. "You're supposed to be paying attention, you could be playing either one of these teams in the final."

"Sorry, Mum," Harry and Ron answered in unison; they received simultaneous slaps around the head.

"Look she's still staring, must be my roguishly handsome looks"

"Oh for Merlin's Sake, shut up!"

"I think you touched a nerve Ron," Harry snorted on the other side of Hermione as they suppressed laughter.

"I don't under stand you two at all! You constantly talk about and play Professional Quidditch and we're here at the semi-final and all you can do is talk about some woman!" she exclaimed.

`Hermione you don't even like Quidditch, what's the problem?" Harry asked with a smile. Ron began to stroke his chin with his fingers as if he was deep in thought

"What could there be out there that our Hermione wants to pay so much attention to? Hmm... wonder?" Ron continued to muse as Hermione looked at him eyes wide and annoyance stamped across her face. "Could it possibly be Viktor Krum in those lush Quidditch pants?"

"Must be!" Harry exclaimed as Hermione's face began to flush a deep crimson

"Don't be ridiculous," she scoffed at them, still blushing madly.

"AND KRUM DIVES FOR THE SNITCH…AND HE'S GOT IT…BULGARIA IS GOING TO THE FINAL AGAINST ENGLAND!!"

"Did you see that Hermione? The way his arse flexed in those pants," Ron said, pretending to swoon.

"SHUT IT RONALD!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione started to exit the stadium in the mass of people, when they reached the bottom of the stands; Luna Lovegood approached determinedly, taking Ron away by the arm.

"What was that about?" Hermione asked as she and Harry continued to make their way through the crowds.

"She wants him!" Harry responded. "Apparently as much as you want Krum." Hermione rounded on Harry with an severe glare, grabbed him by the hand and pulled him out of the moving crowd.

"I do NOT want Viktor Sodding Krum! Never have, never bleeding will," Hermione glared at him, daring him to respond.

"Well you were certainly interested in the game and you most definitely wanted him in the fourth year!" Harry continued to chuckle at Hermione's expense.

"Don't be so bloody stupid," she scolded.

"Hermione, look, there he is now!!!" Hermione turned around to the point where Harry was looking; Krum was stood in the middle of reporters and interviewers answering questions, seeing Hermione he smiled with a nod and waved, in a flash the reporters rounded on Hermione and started spurting out questions.

"Miss Granger, are you proud of Viktor's performance tonight?"

"Miss Granger, how does it feel to be dating a world renowned seeker?"

"Hermione, what's it like being separated from your boyfriend for such long periods?"

Hermione was like a deer caught in the headlights, her eyes widened further at each question and her mouth kept dropping open trying to from words but failing miserably. Harry who had turned his back and ducked his head as the herd of reporters came barging over, was shaking violently with laughter behind Hermione.

"Harry….help," Hermione managed to speak, latching on to his hand, pleading with him to help her. He stopped laughing as the crowd realised who she was talking to and the swarm of reporters targeted him with annoying questions.

"Harry, are you nervous about going head-to-head with your best friend's boyfriend in the World Cup final?" Harry couldn't for the life of him contains his laughter at this question and actually burst out laughing.

"Harry is it NOT funny!" Hermione spat out, seething, Harry had to take a number of deep breaths to contain himself.

"Erm…well…actually no I'm not…. Krum and I get on so well."

"HARRY!!!!"

"Well what I meant to say is, no, I'm not apprehensive, we are all friends here…."

"JUST friends," Hermione interrupted. Harry raised his eyebrows and continued.

"…yes…just friends...erm….I'll look forward to the match and erm...wish Bulgaria and Krum the best of luck. Now…Hermione and I need to be elsewhere…bye."

He snaked his arm around Hermione's waist and pulled her through the crowd at an alarming rate, their bodies close together.

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(The Morning After)

"Have you seen the prophet???" Harry asked Hermione irritably handing her the paper

SCANDAL: HERMIONE GRANGER DENIES RELATIONSHIP WITH VIKTOR KRUM AND LEAVES THE MATCH IN A HURRY ON THE ARM OF HARRY POTTER!!!! By Rita Skeeter

She just looked up at him, biting her lip. It was her turn to stifle the laugh.

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