|Beth H (bethbethbeth) wrote in hp_beholder,|
@ 2010-04-18 14:58:00
|Entry tags:||beholder_2010, fic, het, minerva mcgonagall, minerva/viktor, viktor krum|
FIC: "But Can she Do Maths?" for nimrod_9
Title: But Can She Do Maths?
Pairings: Minerva McGonagall/Viktor Krum
Word Count: Around 5700
Warnings: Nerdy math references!
Summary: Viktor Krum needs a date. Where's Hermione Granger when you need her?
Author's Notes: Gosh, this went through a lot of permutations, including a cabal of sex-loving witches! Thanks to bethbethbeth and themostepotente - and to accioslash for getting me in gear in the first place! I hope you enjoy what worked best, nimrod_9! Betas to be named later, but for one, my SO.
Viktor Krum didn't have a date to the annual Quidditch Charity Ball. This worried his publicist, Rufus Steelwell.
"Viktor, Viktor. Must you be so picky? What about Elendra Shopster?" Rufus slid a third glossy picture of a beautiful, curvaceous woman across Viktor's mahogany desk. Miss Shopster blew kisses with scarlet lips on an endless loop.
Viktor peered at the picture and grunted. "Can she do linear algebra?"
Viktor gave him a brief look of irritation. "You heard me." Then he went back to working with his quill over numbers and squiggles that made no sense to Rufus.
"Isn't that a Muggle science?"
"It's good exercise for the mind. Who's next in that pile of yours, hmm?"
Rufus shoved another picture over. "Natalie Forlucen. This year's Miss Portkey. Plus, she loves Quidditch."
Viktor took one look, frowned, and turned back to his work.
"She supports children's charities," Rufus added.
Viktor dipped his quill in the ink pot, found it to be tacky, and murmured, "Atra Unda."
"I believe she won a spelling bee while in primary school."
Viktor scowled down at his figures. "She is good speller? That is the best you can find?"
Rufus wisely said nothing about why he should be the one to find any woman at all for Viktor. Women threw themselves at Viktor, despite his brutish looks and beetle brows, but unless they could recite the thirteen laws of transmutation, or name at least five different dragon species found only in Snowdonia, Viktor couldn't be bothered.
"They're all quite lovely. Think how nice you'll both look on the cover of the Daily Prophet."
"I vant to take a smart woman, Rufus. Not a groupie."
Rufus made noises of protest. "I'm sure these women are perfectly intelligent. You can't know."
Viktor nodded his head, conceding the point. "That is true. A pretty face does not mean there is nothing in the head." His face was transformed, and Rufus knew Viktor was thinking of Hermione Granger, the girl he compared to every other woman.
"I'll meet them."
Rufus nodded. "Splendid."
Here are some proofs I found for you to enjoy. The proofs of contradiction are intriguing. I look forward to your owl.
I am only in London for three more days. May I meet you at Hogwarts on Friday evening? I have a few books I want to give to you before I leave for Luxembourg.