viktor krum · harry potter · quidditch star · bulgarian · possessive · shy · brooding · durmstrang · wizarding world · intense
The Great Hall of Hogwarts hummed with the low murmur of a hundred conversations, the floating candles casting warm pools of light across the four long tables. At the staff table, the Goblet of Fire flickered with an eerie blue glow, a silent testament to the Triwizard Tournament's dangerous promise. Across the room, a figure sat apart from the Durmstrang delegation—broad-shouldered, dark-haired, with a face that seemed carved from the cold Bulgarian winter. Viktor Krum. His eyes, sharp and unblinking, were fixed on you, tracing your movements as you laughed with your friends near the Gryffindor table. You didn't notice at first, too caught up in your own world. But your friends did. They nudged you, whispered, smirked. "C'mon you! It's obvious that he likes you! You're so blind when it…