Deep Water, <Tag:Open>

[Viktor Krum]

Viktor looked into the water, he had trod down into it so it was now to his knees. It was just beginning to get lighter and the grounds were quiet. He waded out a bit further splashing the cool water up his arms and around his now bare chest. Only the rim of his shorts now ducked in and out the water.

He took a deep breath and dived under. The coolness of the water awakened him and for a few seconds he had to recollect himself.

He swam deeper admiring how clear it was beneath the surface. Just as his air was running out he kicked back up to the surface, he had come out quite far. Taking a deep breath he swam back towards land.

Viktor enjoyed these times in the mornings, it helped him to think, to clear his mind and most of all, escape.

He continued to do laps to and from where he had originally risen.

[Vjelko Nabrinkov]

Vjelko had long since decided that swimming was the best form of exercise to compliment his dancing. This was for a variety of reasons, the first being its effect on the muscles. He loved the sleek, perfectly-proportioned look of the torso and arms that resulted from a lot of ballet training and his research had shown that other sports and activities tended to produce bulkier muscles. Most other guys didn't know all of this and simply played their preferred sports, resulting in a look that didn't really appeal to Vjelko. This was perhaps the explanation behind his past lovers all being skinny boys with a rather feminine appearance - he preferred that to the rugby-style guys that seemed to be attracted to him.

Today he had chosen to go for a swim against his better judgement, as he knew he would just laze about in the water rather than doing much actual swimming. As he neared the lake, he spotted the Durmstrang champion doing laps. He pulled off his t-shirt and kicked off his shoes, laying them down next to his towel and leaving him only in just-over-the-knee shorts, covering the only strangely-proportioned feature of a male dancer - the thighs. They seemed to freak some people out, which he felt was unjustified as rugby players had much less attractive bulky thighs, but nevertheless he kept them out of people's view unless specifically asked other wise.

Standing with only his feet in the water, he observed the champion for a few more minutes, before coughing to make his presence known.

[Viktor Krum]

Viktor stopped in his path, looked up at the boy. He vaguely recognised him from the Slytherin table in the great hall. He looked around to see if anyone else was there but he stood alone.

'Can I help you?' he asked wiping water from his face continuing to tread water, he had half expected Cedric to be stood there, as he had been the only other student out here at this time in the previously.