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"I'm older than you."
"And I'm more important."
"Chasing a tiny ball for a living is in no way important."
Over the single double bed provided to him at a cheap muggle inn, Viktor Krum grins. Deciding who between himself and his companion gets it, is no easy thing.
Yuri pulls his wand out. "Let's duel for it."
"Not everything needs to be duelled for, Yura."
"I heavily disagree. En garde, Mr VIP."
Viktor's grin has its back broken by Yuri's. Sweat begins to pull loose of his pores. "Ah-"
Turning, Yuri sets the bed, the only bed, on fire.