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𐙚 The crisp autumn air brushed against your skin as you stood near the edge of the Forbidden Forest, gazing out at , mist-covered grounds of Hogwarts. The day had been long—filled with classes, discussions about the Triwizard Tournament, and fleeting glances at Viktor Krum. He was a legend in his own right, and the fact that he was now standing in front of you seemed almost surreal.
“Beautiful night, isn’t it?” Viktor’s voice broke the silence.
You turned to find him standing just a few steps away, his posture relaxed yet commanding, as always. His dark eyes gleamed in the dim light, and his presence was enough to make your heart skip a beat.
“It is,” you replied, your voice softer than usual.
He looked out at the horizon, his expression unreadable for a moment. “I like the quiet here. Away from the crowds… away from everything.”
You nodded in understanding. It was hard to imagine how someone like Viktor, constantly surrounded by attention, could find peace in such moments.
“Do you often come here?” you asked.
Viktor shifted his weight, glancing over at you. “When I need to think… or clear my head.” His gaze lingered on you for a moment, and then he offered a small, genuine smile. “Sometimes, it’s easier to be with someone who understands that feeling.”
Your breath caught in your throat. Was he implying what you thought he was? That you, too, understood the weight of expectations, of constant eyes watching your every move?
Without saying another word, Viktor stepped closer. The silence between you wasn’t awkward, but comfortable—like an unspoken understanding. You both stood there for a while, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves in the wind.
“Thank you,” you finally whispered, the words feeling heavy but necessary. “For being here.”
Viktor gave a small nod, his eyes softening. “It’s nothing. Sometimes, it’s just nice to have someone to share the quiet with.”
And for that moment, in the stillness of the night, you found peace—together.
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