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Delirium
Hello, everybody! Ah, a second chapter. Well, there are a few things I wanted to say that I forgot to put in the first chapter. First of all, I haven't read any of the books. I based this all on a) the movies, b) what I've heard/read/learned from other people that have read the books, and c) my own imagination. Also, to those of you wondering about the pairing, it's quite simple. After seeing the GoF movie and the nice looking Stanislav Lanevski as Viktor Krum, I decided, “Eh, what the hell.” But fear not. It won't stay Krum/Draco, but will eventually be Harry/Draco. Okay, enough ranting. Story time!
Chapter 2
Delirium
As the drink was placed in front of him, Draco couldn’t help staring at it. The clear liquid shimmered in the dim candlelight of the pub, making it seem even more mysterious. Krum noticed the look Draco gave the liquor before him and spoke, amusement evident in his voice.
“Have you never drank no vodka?”
Draco looked up at the man as he spoke and shook his head. “No. I haven’t.”
“Is good. Drink,” Krum said, motioning for Draco to pick up the glass and drink the unfamiliar liquid. Draco watched as Krum downed his own glass in one gulp. Picking up his own glass, still wary of the odd substance, Draco placed it to his lips...paused...then drank. The liquor slid down his throat, leaving a tingling sensation behind. Draco felt his eyes water at the bitter taste.
Krum smirked. “You must get used to it. It takes a while.” He picked up the bottle and filled Draco’s glass once again. “Now try again,” he said, motioning to the glass once more. Draco swallowed a few more times before picking up the glass of vodka. He drank it down, experiencing the new taste for the second time in one minute. This time there was less tingling as the now familiar taste flared to life on his tastebuds like a dying fire doused with lighter fluid. As the last of it made its way down, Draco coughed.
“See, is better,” Krum said, smiling a little. Draco could feel a faint buzzing in the back of his brain and his ears. I’m drunk already? I’ve only had two drinks, he thought, somewhat worried since he’d never been drunk before. Sure, I’ve drunk liquor before, but never anything this strong. Krum poured Draco yet another drink as he himself gulped down a fourth.
Another one! I can’t! Draco’s hand reached for the small, round piece of crystal even as his mind screamed no. What am I doing? Stop it! But it was too late. Once again the liquor wormed its way down his throat. Soon the buzzing became slightly louder and Draco felt the heat pool in his pale cheeks. He looked up to see Krum smirking at him. Wow. He’s really very handsome, the blonde thought, admiring the man in front of him. He watched as Krum called the waitress over and said a few words, after which she left. I wonder if he knows about my...mission. At this Draco snickered, causing Krum to look at him and raise an eyebrow, his smirk still in place. Draco’s cheeks went from pink to red with embarrassment.
Before either of them could say anything the waitress came back with the check. Draco watched as Krum paid and rose from his seat, pausing when Draco failed to do the same. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment. Hard dark brown held glassy storm grey. Draco’s blush grew, reaching his ears, and he felt his mouth go dry. He quickly got up, instantly regretting it as he swayed dangerously. The room spun as Draco continued to sway, only stopping when he hit something warm and firm. It took a moment for the world to settle and for Draco to realize exactly what it was he’d landed on. Oh no! Please not.... He gulped and slowly lifted his head, coming face to face with Krum.
Silence spread around them, invading the entire pub and caging every sound Draco could hear. He watched as Krum’s mouth opened to speak.
“Let us go now.” He placed Draco on his feet and pushed him towards the entrance of the pub. Draco stepped through the door and into the cool night. The wind chilled his heated cheeks as it wisped by. He shivered slightly and wrapped his arms around himself in an effort to keep warm. Krum exited, and walked past Draco, motioning for him to follow. The pale boy complied, his hair glittering in the moonlight as he walked after the Seeker. What’s gonna happen now? M-maybe he just wants to talk, Draco thought. His inner self snorted. *Yeah! And maybe he’ll wear a frilly pink dress and sing “I’m a Little Tea Pot”.* Draco growled inwardly. Shut up.
After several minutes of following Krum in silence, Draco saw what he could only assume was their destination. In front of them was a large cabin surrounded by an iron fence. Is this where he lives? Draco wondered as he stared at the most elegant looking cabin he had ever seen. *It looks deserted,* Draco’s inner voice chimed in. It must be like a summer home or something. They reached the front gate, at which point Krum pulled out a large key and unlocked it. The gate swung open a little with a dull creaking noise. Krum stepped back and motioned with his arm for Draco to go ahead of him. Draco obliged, walking past Krum and the gate. *What a gentleman,* his little voice said sarcastically, causing Draco to blush slightly. As they reached the front door Draco could feel his heart begin to beat faster. Oh shit....
I tried to give Krum the accent I figured he might have (similar to Russian?). Did it suck horribly? Anywho. Thanks for the reviews! Please leave more, they're helpful! ^3^
Chapter 2
Delirium
As the drink was placed in front of him, Draco couldn’t help staring at it. The clear liquid shimmered in the dim candlelight of the pub, making it seem even more mysterious. Krum noticed the look Draco gave the liquor before him and spoke, amusement evident in his voice.
“Have you never drank no vodka?”
Draco looked up at the man as he spoke and shook his head. “No. I haven’t.”
“Is good. Drink,” Krum said, motioning for Draco to pick up the glass and drink the unfamiliar liquid. Draco watched as Krum downed his own glass in one gulp. Picking up his own glass, still wary of the odd substance, Draco placed it to his lips...paused...then drank. The liquor slid down his throat, leaving a tingling sensation behind. Draco felt his eyes water at the bitter taste.
Krum smirked. “You must get used to it. It takes a while.” He picked up the bottle and filled Draco’s glass once again. “Now try again,” he said, motioning to the glass once more. Draco swallowed a few more times before picking up the glass of vodka. He drank it down, experiencing the new taste for the second time in one minute. This time there was less tingling as the now familiar taste flared to life on his tastebuds like a dying fire doused with lighter fluid. As the last of it made its way down, Draco coughed.
“See, is better,” Krum said, smiling a little. Draco could feel a faint buzzing in the back of his brain and his ears. I’m drunk already? I’ve only had two drinks, he thought, somewhat worried since he’d never been drunk before. Sure, I’ve drunk liquor before, but never anything this strong. Krum poured Draco yet another drink as he himself gulped down a fourth.
Another one! I can’t! Draco’s hand reached for the small, round piece of crystal even as his mind screamed no. What am I doing? Stop it! But it was too late. Once again the liquor wormed its way down his throat. Soon the buzzing became slightly louder and Draco felt the heat pool in his pale cheeks. He looked up to see Krum smirking at him. Wow. He’s really very handsome, the blonde thought, admiring the man in front of him. He watched as Krum called the waitress over and said a few words, after which she left. I wonder if he knows about my...mission. At this Draco snickered, causing Krum to look at him and raise an eyebrow, his smirk still in place. Draco’s cheeks went from pink to red with embarrassment.
Before either of them could say anything the waitress came back with the check. Draco watched as Krum paid and rose from his seat, pausing when Draco failed to do the same. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment. Hard dark brown held glassy storm grey. Draco’s blush grew, reaching his ears, and he felt his mouth go dry. He quickly got up, instantly regretting it as he swayed dangerously. The room spun as Draco continued to sway, only stopping when he hit something warm and firm. It took a moment for the world to settle and for Draco to realize exactly what it was he’d landed on. Oh no! Please not.... He gulped and slowly lifted his head, coming face to face with Krum.
Silence spread around them, invading the entire pub and caging every sound Draco could hear. He watched as Krum’s mouth opened to speak.
“Let us go now.” He placed Draco on his feet and pushed him towards the entrance of the pub. Draco stepped through the door and into the cool night. The wind chilled his heated cheeks as it wisped by. He shivered slightly and wrapped his arms around himself in an effort to keep warm. Krum exited, and walked past Draco, motioning for him to follow. The pale boy complied, his hair glittering in the moonlight as he walked after the Seeker. What’s gonna happen now? M-maybe he just wants to talk, Draco thought. His inner self snorted. *Yeah! And maybe he’ll wear a frilly pink dress and sing “I’m a Little Tea Pot”.* Draco growled inwardly. Shut up.
After several minutes of following Krum in silence, Draco saw what he could only assume was their destination. In front of them was a large cabin surrounded by an iron fence. Is this where he lives? Draco wondered as he stared at the most elegant looking cabin he had ever seen. *It looks deserted,* Draco’s inner voice chimed in. It must be like a summer home or something. They reached the front gate, at which point Krum pulled out a large key and unlocked it. The gate swung open a little with a dull creaking noise. Krum stepped back and motioned with his arm for Draco to go ahead of him. Draco obliged, walking past Krum and the gate. *What a gentleman,* his little voice said sarcastically, causing Draco to blush slightly. As they reached the front door Draco could feel his heart begin to beat faster. Oh shit....
I tried to give Krum the accent I figured he might have (similar to Russian?). Did it suck horribly? Anywho. Thanks for the reviews! Please leave more, they're helpful! ^3^