There she was, his beautiful Nikolina, right in front of him once again, but she was afraid.

Noticing the tension, Hermione direction Ron and Harry's attention elsewhere.

Viktor stepped closer to Nikolina and took one of her hands in both of his.

"My Lina, how I haff missed you." He kissed her hand.

"I haff missed you as vell, Viktor." He still felt tension in her words.

"My Lina, vot do you fear?"

"I fear your anger of my leaving. Of my choosing another. I fear you still vill not vont me. Or if you do, you vill change your mind."

"Of course I vant you, but first, I must earn you. And to begin, ve vill dance if you vish."

"Of course!" Her eyes lit up at the suggestion.

She took his offered hand and they made their way to the dance floor, where other couples were twirling happily.

"You haff grown more beautiful, my Lina," he commented as his arm slipped around her waist. He chuckled as she blushed. "It is true."

"I missed you very much," she said simply.

"Then vhy did you not write? Or visit? As you said you vould?"

"I knew I had hurt you, and I vas afraid of your anger. I thought you vould be happy, and so I thought I should try to be happy as vell. It vos not until I came to see my George that Miss Granger told me that you vere just friends..."

"I hurt you as vell, my Lina. For that, the is no proper redemption. And when you did try to be happy, I vos determined to make you not, at least not vithout me." Krum paused for several long moments as he gathered his words. "You still call him your George. Are you vith him again?"

"No, but I care for him very much. He is kind."

"There is so much I must tell you. Karkaroff vanished shortly after your departure, but Durmstrang is still quite vell."

"I do not vish to discuss Durmstrang."

"Vhat, then?"

"I haff missed you, my Viktor. And I know you did not vish to hurt me. I love you. I vish for you to kiss me."

And kiss her he did.