Truth was, it was about that time that Ron had started to realize Hermione was more than just the best friend he'd had for years. He was starting to see her "as a girl" so to speak and seeing her with Viktor Krum only magnified it at the time. He still wanted to yell at the sound of the git's name.
Ron beamed at her compliments, faintly blushing as, even after all the times he'd cooked for her, still not used to her compliments on his food. "This was better." He told her. "Seriously, I ate like four helpings."