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A/N: this chapter is basically a friendship chapter. It contains Alissa's backstory though. For the nameless reviewer who thought Neville and Luna were together, according to the Harry Potter Wiki, Neville and Luna had a summer fling. Eventually, Neville married Hannah Abbot and Luna married Rolf Scamander, the grandson of the author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."

Sam stared back at her, his green eyes boring into her own brown ones. She searched in them for any kind of judgement but could only find disbelief, sorrow and sympathy. Spurred on by this, she swallowed before continuing.

"As you and most of the glee club know, I transferred from an exclusive school in Scotland." Alissa paused here, carefully weighing out her options. Sam nodded, so she continued. "Well, it's a boarding school. It was Tuesday night a-and I-I w-was just going about my normal business. I was going to sing, it's my release, my escape from the way people treated me there. You see, at the school there are four houses that you're um... Sorted into, how they sort you I can't tell you though, it's a secret. Well anyway, I took longer than everyone else to sort, soon after rumours started getting spread around about how I was some freak of nature who didn't belong there...people started bullying me. A lot. From knocking books out of my hands, to tripping me, to smashing my face off the walls, to stealing my stuff but worst of all to pushing me down staircases."

Sam was shocked, she could tell. "Did it get any better? Did anyone find out?" He asked her angry that anyone would do that.

Alissa smiled for a very brief second but it quickly faded. "It got progressively worse as months went by, the first month it was mainly knocking books of of my hands every so often but by the end of my first year it happened nearly everyday and I was tripped as well. Eventually, my head of house found out during my second year, the year I befriended Teddy Lupin now that I think about it. He's Harry's godson, and Harry is the head of law enforcement. But anyway, even though Professor Longbottom knew about it and was doing anything he could do to help me, it got to the stage that I couldn't tell him as I was being threatened by the worst bullies, the biggest bullies not to tell anyone, that was only in second year." Alissa paused, carefully looking at Sam, who was still sympathetic. "Third year marks the first time I was pushed down the stairs, professor Longbottom found me yet again and took me to the hospital wing. As it turned out I had only fractured my left wrist," here Sam gave her a look that said really? "Yes really. I seem to be made of strong stuff, don't I?"

The two shared a laugh at that, Alissa was feeling slightly better having told Sam an um... Muggle friendly version of her past. The next question he asked though, left her rather startled. "So, you and Rory, any story there?"

Alissa regarded him carefully, "Rory and I... We were childhood friends. He was a year older than me, smart and friendly but the year he started the school, yes we go to the same school, he changed. He came back colder, more calculating almost, never speaking a word to me and a year later I found out why. He's in the rival house to mine... Their not necessarily bad people or mean people even but they isolate themselves. I suppose I shouldn't really be defending them in all honesty, the person who raped me was from there... His surname should be familiar." Here Sam looked at her silently asking, "His name is Jonathan Smythe. I presume you know a Sebastian Smythe..." At Sam's nod she continued, "Sebastian is Jonathan's so called darling little brother... Of course he's not though. Anyway, what you saw in the choir room with Rory, it was all an act, most of the time I feel like I don't know him any more... It sort of scares me but I'm not the only one who has noticed the change in him. Our neighbour Seamus Finnegan, noticed. He's incredibly nice,he's an old classmate of Harry's but he's also a bit of a clown especially when his best friend Dean's around." She laughed.

Sam cocked an eyebrow, causing Alissa to sigh, "I suppose you want to know what happened that day."

"Only if you're willing." Sam replied making her smile, he really was really considerate.

"Yeah... It's fine." Alissa replied, downing the rest of her water. "Well, it was a couple of nights ago... I had just finished eating dinner so it was about I'd say eight o'clock. I had an hour, hour and a half before curfew so I figured I'd sing, just escape from all the torture... I'm not exaggerating, some forms of torture leave no marks. Anyway, there's a room in the school that not very many people know about although, I get the impression Professor Longbottom knows, he gives me funny looks sometimes, I don't think he cares about me using it though, he knows what I have to deal with after all. I was heading there I had almost made it when I felt someone come up behind me."

Alissa took a deep breath, "It was Jonathan, I recognised him by his smell, we play against each other in sport and he wears an extremely distinctive Cologne." Alissa added before Sam could ask. "The first clue was his breathing, he was breathing loudly, then it was the smell, that's how I knew it was him. H-he reached around, hitting me on my shoulder as he did so. His hand covered my mouth with his hand so I couldn't call out, it was wet and cold." She shuddered. "Even though I knew it was pointless and the corridor was empty, I struggled trying to escape. Of course, it was no use, he's both eighteen and a foot taller than me... Now that I think about it, would you say Finn's the tallest person you know?"

"Yeah I suppose he is." Sam replied.

"Well let's put this in perspective. I'm about 5'5, you're around 6'0. I'd say Kurt's around 5'9 and Finn's around 6'3. Sebastian is 6'2 but his brother... His brother's 6'5." Sam's eyes widened but Alissa wasn't sure if this was in surprise or if the caffeine in his hot chocolate had given him an energy boost. "Yeah... So anyway, after I struggled his arm was around my throat. He lifted me up slightly, just so that my feet weren't touching the floor anymore... He lowered his head so that his lips were beside my ear and he hissed, stop struggling you stupid bitch or you'll make it worse for yourself." Tears were coming faster and faster now but she couldn't stop them. "My hair was up in a ponytail, I remember because he grabbed me by the hair and forcibly dragged me into a room... After making sure I was bound and gaged of course. Once inside he unbound and un-gagged me before forcing his hands up my shirt. It was horrible."

Sam sat watching her carefully, looking for any signs that she was about to fall. Alissa breathed heavily, "he forced my shirt off and forced me to the ground, standing over me, leering. He roughly pulled my jeans down and took my shoes off. Then... He just stood there watching me a twisted, hungry look on his face. I-I t-tried t-to l-look a-away f-from h-him b-but h-he j-just grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him before roughly kissing me... It hurt so bad, Sam, he was so rough." Alissa felt a pair of arms encase her shaking form. Without looking she knew they were Sam's, she smiled slightly through her tears. "His hands just started... Exploring me. It seemed like it had been hours had passed, everything just seemed so far away." She sniffed, rubbing tears from he eyes. "My innocence was already smashed, torn into little pieces and trampled on continuously. Eventually he got bored and went back to my clothes, his hand settled on my underpants, slipping three fingers in them pulling them down, l-laughing..."

Alissa collapsed, unable to continue as sobs racked her body. Sam was in disbelief, how could anyone go through that and still act the way she did. He did the only thing he could think of: wrapped his arms around the fragile young girl rubbing her back in soothing motions until she fell to sleep.

The next morning, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel made his way into the living room to watch some t.v carrying a breakfast he had prepared himself in the kitchen. Kurt couldn't explain why he was up at 7 am on a Sunday morning but as it stood he was. Kurt reached the sofa, and smiled at the sight that met his eyes, Sam was sat with his arms held protectively around Alissa who looked the most peaceful he had ever seen her. He quietly searched around them for the remote finally finding it behind Sam's arm. He frowned, he'd never be able to reach it without waking them up. Next moment, a movement on the sofa caught his eye.

Alissa blinked and wakened with a soft groan, smiling at the arms encasing her. "Good morning Kurt." She whispered.

"Morning, what are you doing up?"

Alissa chuckled, "I could ask you the same question."

"I asked first."

"Fine. Time difference."

"What do you mean?"

"Answer my question, I'll answer yours."

Kurt glared, "Fine. Just woke up, now what do you mean?"

Alissa looked at him. "You do remember I'm from Britain, right?"

"Yeah... So?"

"There's like a five hour time difference. Ohio's five hours behind England, Scotland where I go to school, Wales and even Northern Ireland... Where I live."

Kurt nodded, "So in your head, you know it's 7am but your body thinks..."

"It's midday. Yeah."

"Hmm..." Kurt said.

"Do you want the remote?" Alissa asked, holding it in her hand.

"Thanks."

"No worries."

Three hours later, Alissa was sat cross legged on her bed, end of her quill in her mouth and Arithmancy work spread around her. She sat quietly, trying to work through the last few questions of the worksheet when her phone rang. "Ted?" She asked answering it.

"Yeah..." Ted "Teddy" Remus Lupin was Alissa's best friend at Hogwarts and her fellow beater on the Gryffindor House Quidditch team. "How's you?"

"Grand, grand. So, what's the craic over there at the moment?"

"It's actually kinda quiet... besides the obvious of course."

"Magic. Mayhem. Smythe."

"Duh... He's angry his favourite target is missing."

Alissa smiled for a fraction of a second but then frowned. "Wait. He's not coming after you now, is he?"

"No. He wouldn't dare."

"Great."