Title: Real Estate

Rating: PG-13 for suggestion

Prompt Set: 50.1

Prompt: 13. Balcony

Summary: Unlike some men, Viktor can take a hint. He just takes it a bit far for Hermione's liking.

"Viktor, it's too big," Hermione argued, looking around the empty living room of the English mansion.

"Only looks too big. Vill be smaller vith furniture," Viktor assured her, rubbing her shoulder.

"It's not just the living room, Viktor," Hermione frowned, "it's the whole house. You could fit half of muggle London in this house."

"Is perfect for home," Viktor said a bit more forceful.

"But when I said something about a flat in England, I didn't expect for you to go buy a mansion," Hermione argued, a bit upset Viktor had bought the house without so much as one word to her.

Viktor huffed, "ve vill sell it then. Vould make you happy," Viktor stormed out of the living room.

"Viktor," Hermione called after him, he didn't turn to look at her, "Viktor, I didn't mean to make you mad."

"Come here," Viktor took Hermione's hand and lead her through a series of corridors and up to a staircase that lead to what Hermione assumed was the master bedroom, "close your eyes." Hermione did as instructed, trusting Viktor to lead her where ever it was he intended to take her without injury. She heard the soft click of a lock and door handle and felt a cool breeze touch her skin. "Open your eyes."

Viktor had lead Hermione to the balcony just outside the master bedroom, the one feature of the house Viktor knew would convince Hermione the house was perfect for them. He could imagine Hermione and himself sitting out on the balcony in the late afternoon of a warm summer day, occupying conversations of work and hobby and watching the sun set. Viktor Krum was a romantic and that's why he fell in love with the house, that's why he thought the house was perfect for Hermione. It was recently built, but carried an atmosphere of an ancient ruin due to the stones that were charmed to appear aged.

"Viktor," Hermione said, her breath catching in her throat, "this is the reason you bought the house, isn't it?"

Viktor looked up at her, "Yes, my loff."

Hermione wrapped her hands around Viktor's waist and pulled him into a kiss, breaking a few moments later, "Is there a library?"

Viktor smiled, "Yes, first thing I checked for."

Hermione chuckled, "Have I told you you're a brilliant man I don't deserve."

"No," Viktor shook his head, "but you are vonderful vitch I do not deserve."

"I'm sorry," Hermione apologized, "I like the house. I think it's perfect."

Again, Viktor smiled, "Knew you vould come around. Ve move in tomorrow."

"Why you arrogant prat," Hermione teased.

"Arrogant vrat," Viktor frowned, "no not vords mean."

"Oh you do too you Bulgarian brute," Hermione replied, as Viktor embraced her in a big hug.

"You are very bad vitch for calling your husband such things."

"I'm fixing to show you how bad I am, Mr. Krum," Hermione whispered seductively.

"Like that vay that sounds."