She had Viktor, sweet and gentle Viktor, who had rescued her with an intriguing spell that she desperately wanted to learn even if she never wanted to make use of it. Viktor, who had accepted Harry getting second place for rescuing Ron and Fleur’s sister with an understanding nod. He had offered Harry a handshake in an act of fair sportsmanship, while his friends from Durmstrang and his Headmaster had tried to argue with the judges who had made the decision. Viktor, who had immediately draped her in three layers of towels and called for another robe so she wouldn’t freeze to death while the cold air didn’t seem to bother him in the slightest.