Viktor awoke to the smell of fresh bread warming in the oven. He had just graduated from Durmstrang and had taken on a position at the Bulgarian Ministry. His parents were so proud of him; they had been up all night preparing a feast in his honor, inviting all his friends from school, and of the Bulgarian Quidditch team. He didn't like the attention being poured on him; he was embarrassed by what he was doing. The feast started, and his best friend Goldien stood,

"So, what is your job anyway?"

"Oh, he's a garbage man" his mother said proudly.