Nothing In This World (BEING EDITED)

VII.

Chapter VII: Out of the Blue, He Knew
Warning: Course Language and internalized homophobia

The students of Hogwarts gathered around the corridors and the hall center, watching as a large ship rose up from the water. It was a huge ship filled with hundreds of ropes and red flags waving in the air. As it rose from the water and landed safely about it, the ship looked as if it wasn't wet at all. Hagrid (who was the grounds keeper) was standing on dry land directing the large ship to port. The students continued to watch as something flew out of the sky and was making its way towards the doors of Hogwarts.

The ship in the sky swirled and wiggled nearly knocking over Hagrid.

"Blimey, there's something you don't see every day." Seamus said, tapping Harry on his shoulders, but Harry wasn't paying attention. He wondered what Snape was doing right now. Was he with that woman? Had he just been playing with his feelings.

Harry looked up as the first ship landed and out stepped a line of sharp, jawed eloquent gentlemen. They stood as their leader, a man no more than forty-five stepped out of the ship with a boy who had the appearance of a baby shark.

"Harry, it's Krum!" Harry rolls his eyes.

Karkaroff beckoned forward one of his students. As the boy passed, Harry caught a slight glimpse of a prominent curved nose and thick black eyebrows. He didn't need the punch on the arm Ron gave him, or the shout in his ear, to recognize that profile. "Blimey, I don't believe it! He's actually here." Ron said in a stunned voice, as the Hogwarts students filed back up the steps behind the party from Durmstrang. "Krum, Harry! Viktor Krum!"

Harry grumbled. He couldn't understand why he had to be at this school function. He was hungry, tired, and frustrated. "Yes, I can see that, Ron. I might have gone deaf from your screaming, but I'm not blind." Said Harry.

"But.... it's Krum!"

"For heaven's sake, Harry, control your brother. He's only a Quidditch player." Said Hermione.

That he could agree with. Krum was a good Quidditch player, but according to the rest of the students at Hogwarts and some of the professors, he was better than the Bulgarian bonbon Krum. "Only a Quidditch player!" Ron said, looking at Hermione as though he couldn't believe she had said that.

"You saw him play at the World Cup."

"Yeah, I did, and they lost, or did you forget?" Said Hermione harshly.

"Bite me, Granger!" Said Ron equally as annoyed. Harry rolled his eyes, and his friends wondered why he didn't like spending time with them. Why did they always have to be so freaking loud?

"Over my dead -"

"Hey!" Harry shouted. "Do you have to always fight when you're in each other's presence?" A few of his classmates turned their heads to see what the problem was, but quickly went back to what they were doing. "Both of you shut the fuck up. If you're going to fight, then I'll leave." Said Harry drawing his attention back to where Professor Dumbledore was giving the Durmstrang headmaster a quick hug.

They walked into the Great Hall and walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Ron took care to sit on the side facing the doorway, because Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students were still gathered around it, apparently unsure of where they should sit.