Viktor couldn't help but grin with victory, sure, he wasn't the kind for emotions and this was something pretty insignificant. To others, at least. His school, Durmstrang, had just won first place in the Tri-wizard match, after narrowly winning against the Hogwarts team, by ten points. Part of him is frustrated that he even let them get those seventy points, but the rest was overjoyed that he had won.

His parade was quickly rained on, stormed on even, when you approached. Captain of the Hogwarts team and a bloody good Chaser and Seeker. How did he know that? Well in the placing match, you had played Seeker and won, and this match you had played Chaser. Apparently, according to rumours, you played every position besides Keeper when told. When the timer had run out and you heard the score, you completely froze, Quaffle in hand. He couldn't tell what kind of freeze it was. Yes, Viktor “I'm great at reading people” Krum couldn't decode a measly Hogwarts student. He was sitting on the edge of the pitch when you came over, and had gotten so lost in his thoughts he barely notice you sit down. Emphasis on barely. Eventually, he turns to them with a slight frown

“I is not interested in doing autographs. Krum already has to do them for fans vater, and you is enemy. Enemies of Krum do not get autographs, no matter vhat. Vou may veave now.”

Yet you didn't leave, in fact, you just took off your gloves and sat there in silence for a moment. After a a couple beats, he eyes the water bottle you had brought along with you

“Krum is sorry for in- incov- inconvew- inconviniance-.”

He gives a frustrated huff, stupid English. Then he starts again, motioning towards the bottle

“Mays I have?”