Chapter 366
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The next morning Reima and Ciri were jogging around the black lake with Snuffles floating behind the latter, as had become a daily ritual they had a couple gawkers watching them run but they didn't mind it. However today was different than the others.. Why? Because a certain Victor Krum was running beside Reima with a determined look on his face. Even the majority of the Durmstrang contingent was watching this all happening, they'd just done their first lap around the lake and the only person present that was sweating was Krum. He had a disbelieving expression when he glanced over at his rival in love, the ashen haired cat-eyed man hadn't even a drop of sweat on his face. Victor shakes his head causing droplets of sweat to fly around as it's inconceivable for someone to be better at physical activities than him.
Reima can't help a grin from appearing on his face at the Durmstrang champion continues to follow them. He could probably run forever if they had enough time and was only accompanying Ciri while training his telekinesis on Snuffles.
After the second lap Ciri had a couple droplets of sweat crawling down her forehead but her determined expression told of a different story. She was quite competitive when she got the chance to be and unlike her relatively long time companion Reima, Victor Krum could be beat.
Half way through this lap a group of Beauxbaton students walk over and watch them go at it, some even starting to slowly jog around the lake on their own. They only causes more of the male Hogwarts students to watch them run as their hormones dictate.
Reima glances at Krum and see's his tight fitting sweat suit soaked through, it's pretty disgusting to be honest as his sleeves collect more moisture and start deploying like salty missiles whenever he shakes his arms.
Reima "I can do this all day Krum." he says, trying to get the teen to stop before he passes out.
Krum "F-funny! As can I!" he says panting.
Reima gives a shrug and increases his pace which is followed by Ciri and a reluctant Krum. It isn't long after this that Fleur Delacour the Beauxbaton champion starts running beside Ciri.
Fleur "Zis is a nice day for some jogging." she says to Ciri.
Ciri gives her a strange look and can already see her Ogling Reima beside her. She doesn't comment as she's trying to maintain her breathing to complete a couple more laps around the huge lake.
They manage to complete one more lap before Krum collapses to the floor, not moving. Reima doesn't stop and just chuckles when he sees the Durmstrang students levitate him towards the infirmary, thinking he must be sick or something similar. Never thinking that it might be from exhaustion...
Fleur who had only completed one lap was already sweating heavily, though the way she flicked it off of her brow still looked graceful. This continues until Fleur finally stops and rests near the Beauxbaton group whil watching the duo + rabbit continue.
Reima and Ciri complete two more full laps before she collapses to her knee's in-front of the castle.
Reima "Nice job Ciri, you're definitely improving."
Ciri pants for a while but eventually catches her breath enough to retort, "Yeah but you're a monster... You've not even started to sweat" she says through her breaths.
He shrugs, not even sure if he can sweat from exhaustion anymore... The function of sweat is to cool the body down but how is that practical when your body is literally always on fire.
Fleur walks over and passes Reima a towel that looks slightly damp, "You are very fit Monsieur Reima."
Reima"Er, thanks?" he says uncomfortably under Ciri's glare.
Ciri "Wait, did you just wipe yourself with that towel?" she says with a grimace.
Fleur nods, "Oui but boys have always liked my fragrance." she says with a smug smile.
Ciri "Then it's a shame Reima's a man, my man. And wouldn't be interested in your dirty towel!" she says, giving him a look.
Reima who was just about to wipe his face while "Accidentally" giving it a whiff stops at his "Lovers" words. Uhh, yeah... What she said." he says, passing it back to Fleur who's brows furrow.
Fleur "Ah... I apologiez zen, would you like a clean towel?" she asks.
Reima shakes his head, "I don't think I need one, but thanks for the thought." he says with a small smile, which causes her to quickly leave with the rest of her group.
Ciri "I wish I could wipe that smile off of her face..." she says, glancing again at her tight jogging bottoms.
Reima nods absentmindedly, "Yes... The things I'd do to those lips... Cough, I mean... Youknow, never mind." he says, looking around for anyone who may have heard that.
Snuffles squeaks from behind him, still floating.
Ciri nods as if she'd just understood her, "Shall we get some breakfast then?... After I get changed..."
The duo + rabbit make their way into the great hall, ignoring all the eyes on them as it's become a common thing since the champions were announced. They sit next to Harry and Hermione who are already reading the Daily Prophet.
Ciri groans, "Tell me Rita hasn't written a new article."
Harry rubs his forehead, "Rita hasn't written a new article..."
Ciri "Then what is it?"
Harry "I just said what you wanted to say, Rita deffnitely did write another one." he says, causing Reima to chuckle and Ciri to scowl, though the person responsible remains a mystery.
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The next morning Reima and Ciri were jogging around the black lake with Snuffles floating behind the latter, as had become a daily ritual they had a couple gawkers watching them run but they didn't mind it. However today was different than the others.. Why? Because a certain Victor Krum was running beside Reima with a determined look on his face. Even the majority of the Durmstrang contingent was watching this all happening, they'd just done their first lap around the lake and the only person present that was sweating was Krum. He had a disbelieving expression when he glanced over at his rival in love, the ashen haired cat-eyed man hadn't even a drop of sweat on his face. Victor shakes his head causing droplets of sweat to fly around as it's inconceivable for someone to be better at physical activities than him.
Reima can't help a grin from appearing on his face at the Durmstrang champion continues to follow them. He could probably run forever if they had enough time and was only accompanying Ciri while training his telekinesis on Snuffles.
After the second lap Ciri had a couple droplets of sweat crawling down her forehead but her determined expression told of a different story. She was quite competitive when she got the chance to be and unlike her relatively long time companion Reima, Victor Krum could be beat.
Half way through this lap a group of Beauxbaton students walk over and watch them go at it, some even starting to slowly jog around the lake on their own. They only causes more of the male Hogwarts students to watch them run as their hormones dictate.
Reima glances at Krum and see's his tight fitting sweat suit soaked through, it's pretty disgusting to be honest as his sleeves collect more moisture and start deploying like salty missiles whenever he shakes his arms.
Reima "I can do this all day Krum." he says, trying to get the teen to stop before he passes out.
Krum "F-funny! As can I!" he says panting.
Reima gives a shrug and increases his pace which is followed by Ciri and a reluctant Krum. It isn't long after this that Fleur Delacour the Beauxbaton champion starts running beside Ciri.
Fleur "Zis is a nice day for some jogging." she says to Ciri.
Ciri gives her a strange look and can already see her Ogling Reima beside her. She doesn't comment as she's trying to maintain her breathing to complete a couple more laps around the huge lake.
They manage to complete one more lap before Krum collapses to the floor, not moving. Reima doesn't stop and just chuckles when he sees the Durmstrang students levitate him towards the infirmary, thinking he must be sick or something similar. Never thinking that it might be from exhaustion...
Fleur who had only completed one lap was already sweating heavily, though the way she flicked it off of her brow still looked graceful. This continues until Fleur finally stops and rests near the Beauxbaton group whil watching the duo + rabbit continue.
Reima and Ciri complete two more full laps before she collapses to her knee's in-front of the castle.
Reima "Nice job Ciri, you're definitely improving."
Ciri pants for a while but eventually catches her breath enough to retort, "Yeah but you're a monster... You've not even started to sweat" she says through her breaths.
He shrugs, not even sure if he can sweat from exhaustion anymore... The function of sweat is to cool the body down but how is that practical when your body is literally always on fire.
Fleur walks over and passes Reima a towel that looks slightly damp, "You are very fit Monsieur Reima."
Reima"Er, thanks?" he says uncomfortably under Ciri's glare.
Ciri "Wait, did you just wipe yourself with that towel?" she says with a grimace.
Fleur nods, "Oui but boys have always liked my fragrance." she says with a smug smile.
Ciri "Then it's a shame Reima's a man, my man. And wouldn't be interested in your dirty towel!" she says, giving him a look.
Reima who was just about to wipe his face while "Accidentally" giving it a whiff stops at his "Lovers" words. Uhh, yeah... What she said." he says, passing it back to Fleur who's brows furrow.
Fleur "Ah... I apologiez zen, would you like a clean towel?" she asks.
Reima shakes his head, "I don't think I need one, but thanks for the thought." he says with a small smile, which causes her to quickly leave with the rest of her group.
Ciri "I wish I could wipe that smile off of her face..." she says, glancing again at her tight jogging bottoms.
Reima nods absentmindedly, "Yes... The things I'd do to those lips... Cough, I mean... Youknow, never mind." he says, looking around for anyone who may have heard that.
Snuffles squeaks from behind him, still floating.
Ciri nods as if she'd just understood her, "Shall we get some breakfast then?... After I get changed..."
The duo + rabbit make their way into the great hall, ignoring all the eyes on them as it's become a common thing since the champions were announced. They sit next to Harry and Hermione who are already reading the Daily Prophet.
Ciri groans, "Tell me Rita hasn't written a new article."
Harry rubs his forehead, "Rita hasn't written a new article..."
Ciri "Then what is it?"
Harry "I just said what you wanted to say, Rita deffnitely did write another one." he says, causing Reima to chuckle and Ciri to scowl, though the person responsible remains a mystery.
The next morning Reima and Ciri were jogging around the black lake with Snuffles floating behind the latter, as had become a daily ritual they had a couple gawkers watching them run but they didn't mind it. However today was different than the others.. Why? Because a certain Victor Krum was running beside Reima with a determined look on his face. Even the majority of the Durmstrang contingent was watching this all happening, they'd just done their first lap around the lake and the only person present that was sweating was Krum. He had a disbelieving expression when he glanced over at his rival in love, the ashen haired cat-eyed man hadn't even a drop of sweat on his face. Victor shakes his head causing droplets of sweat to fly around as it's inconceivable for someone to be better at physical activities than him.Reima can't help a grin from appearing on his face at the Durmstrang champion continues to follow them. He could probably run forever if they had enough time and was only accompanying Ciri while training his telekinesis on Snuffles.After the second lap Ciri had a couple droplets of sweat crawling down her forehead but her determined expression told of a different story. She was quite competitive when she got the chance to be and unlike her relatively long time companion Reima, Victor Krum could be beat.Half way through this lap a group of Beauxbaton students walk over and watch them go at it, some even starting to slowly jog around the lake on their own. They only causes more of the male Hogwarts students to watch them run as their hormones dictate.Reima glances at Krum and see's his tight fitting sweat suit soaked through, it's pretty disgusting to be honest as his sleeves collect more moisture and start deploying like salty missiles whenever he shakes his arms.Reima "I can do this all day Krum." he says, trying to get the teen to stop before he passes out.Krum "F-funny! As can I!" he says panting.Reima gives a shrug and increases his pace which is followed by Ciri and a reluctant Krum. It isn't long after this that Fleur Delacour the Beauxbaton champion starts running beside Ciri.Fleur "Zis is a nice day for some jogging." she says to Ciri.Ciri gives her a strange look and can already see her Ogling Reima beside her. She doesn't comment as she's trying to maintain her breathing to complete a couple more laps around the huge lake. They manage to complete one more lap before Krum collapses to the floor, not moving. Reima doesn't stop and just chuckles when he sees the Durmstrang students levitate him towards the infirmary, thinking he must be sick or something similar. Never thinking that it might be from exhaustion...Fleur who had only completed one lap was already sweating heavily, though the way she flicked it off of her brow still looked graceful. This continues until Fleur finally stops and rests near the Beauxbaton group whil watching the duo + rabbit continue. Reima and Ciri complete two more full laps before she collapses to her knee's in-front of the castle.Reima "Nice job Ciri, you're definitely improving."Ciri pants for a while but eventually catches her breath enough to retort, "Yeah but you're a monster... You've not even started to sweat" she says through her breaths.He shrugs, not even sure if he can sweat from exhaustion anymore... The function of sweat is to cool the body down but how is that practical when your body is literally always on fire.Fleur walks over and passes Reima a towel that looks slightly damp, "You are very fit Monsieur Reima."Reima"Er, thanks?" he says uncomfortably under Ciri's glare.Ciri "Wait, did you just wipe yourself with that towel?" she says with a grimace.Fleur nods, "Oui but boys have always liked my fragrance." she says with a smug smile.Ciri "Then it's a shame Reima's a man, my man. And wouldn't be interested in your dirty towel!" she says, giving him a look.Reima who was just about to wipe his face while "Accidentally" giving it a whiff stops at his "Lovers" words. Uhh, yeah... What she said." he says, passing it back to Fleur who's brows furrow.Fleur "Ah... I apologiez zen, would you like a clean towel?" she asks.Reima shakes his head, "I don't think I need one, but thanks for the thought." he says with a small smile, which causes her to quickly leave with the rest of her group.Ciri "I wish I could wipe that smile off of her face..." she says, glancing again at her tight jogging bottoms.Reima nods absentmindedly, "Yes... The things I'd do to those lips... Cough, I mean... Youknow, never mind." he says, looking around for anyone who may have heard that.Snuffles squeaks from behind him, still floating.Ciri nods as if she'd just understood her, "Shall we get some breakfast then?... After I get changed..."The duo + rabbit make their way into the great hall, ignoring all the eyes on them as it's become a common thing since the champions were announced. They sit next to Harry and Hermione who are already reading the Daily Prophet.Ciri groans, "Tell me Rita hasn't written a new article."Harry rubs his forehead, "Rita hasn't written a new article..."Ciri "Then what is it?"Harry "I just said what you wanted to say, Rita deffnitely did write another one." he says, causing Reima to chuckle and Ciri to scowl, though the person responsible remains a mystery.
