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Hermione Granger always knew that Viktor Krum was gay. He had told her during her fourth year, which was why when Ron had gotten so angry she had been shocked.
Viktor was just so scared to come out of the closet that he never wanted to. He had also noticed how close she was to a certain redheaded git. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Ron Weasley had a thing for the Bulgarian Seeker.
He had posters, an action figure and he could talk for hours about all the moves Viktor could make on the field. Needless to say, he was a little obsessed.
She remembered when Ron finally admitted that he wasn't into girls It wasn't like it was a surprise wrong with more interested in looking at Harry's ass than Hermione's or Lavender's even though he has done his best to snag Lavender’s lips off. Turns out Lavender was a witches' witch and she didn't want anybody either.
She didn't quite understand why people didn't just be honest about who they were. Life was just easier if you just admitted who you were. Granted, she would never admit she had more the friends' feelings for her dark-haired, green-eyed best friend, cause, she never wanted to fuck up what they had. That and she had heard him when he told Ron she was like his sister. Those words had hurt, but she respected them and did her best to never show that all she wanted to do was snog his brains out.
Hermione and Harry sat down and decided they were going to help Ron land his dream guy. Ron of course was no help at all, being a bumbling idiot half the time.
Harry, bless his heart, thought of this like the overdone flowers everywhere and thought of a brew right in the moonlight, the curly-haired witch just shook her head as if " your bloody idiot. "
“Come on Mione, who could say no to a dozen enchanted roses and a broomstick ride in the moonlight?”
“He's on a broom ten hours a day in training and he's allergic to roses, you idiot. Have you thought about just saying hi?“
“I can't just walk to Viktor Krum and casually say hi. He'll think I'm some quidditch boy chaser. “
“I could just invite him to lunch? We are still friends. And since he is here helping to teach flying and coaching quidditch, you would have something to talk about.“
“You want Ron to eat in front of him? Do we not remember Ron eats like a wilderbeast in a frenzy? It would be a disaster.“
“I could do a huge banner like Lavender did for me during the fifth year to get his attention.“
“Yes, then you would be like every other Fangirl or fanboy of his just trying to get into his pants. You want to be more then some half-mad Fboy right?“
“Bloody hell, don't get me started about him in his quidditch pants. I may faint.“
“Dude… do we need to throw you in the lake?“
“Nah, I'm good. “
The trio were walking through the pitch when Hermione saw Viktor and decided to take matters into her own hands. she knew this was silly, but gods, Harry's idea about skywriting a date request while riding bare butted on a broomstick was insne. Sometimes, you just had to let a witch handle these sorts of things.
She looked at Ron, talking to Harry, not looking where he was going, and she stuck her left leg out, making Ron trip and stumble, falling right in front of Viktor Krum.
Harry looked at Hermione, his eyes wide as she smiled sweetly.
“Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.”
"Really?"
" Bet you it worked."
"No way."
" If it does, I get your Quiddich Captian shirt at the end of the season, if not, I'll go to every Puddlemore game for the next year and not bring a book. "
"Oh, you are SO on Mia."
Viktor asked Ron out for dinner ten minutes later.
That's how Hermione J. Granger Got Harry Potter's Captain's Jersey.