"Stop!" I screamed at Gennadiy. I thought he was nice for about the first week, and now he's trying to rape me. Yep, that sweet boy I wanted for my boyfriend is now the hot man trying to steal my pride and joy, which I had managed to keep even after play time with Octavious. We're talking about my virginity.

I struggled even more against him when he was flung off of me.

"Vat do you think you doing!" an angry Bulgarian yelled at Gennadiy while large, rough hands grasped me and pulled me into a protective position behind their owner.

"Viktor I-" Gennadiy tried to explain but Viktor cut him off.

"NO! I do not vant your excuses! Wait until Karkarof hears of this!" the Bulgarian shouted at Gennadiy.

Gennadiy scampered off and my savior turned around to me. I gasped when I realized it was Viktor Krum, Ron's crush(lol).

"Are you alright?" He asked me, his brow furrowed in worry.

"Now I am", I whispered, my voice shaking lightly. "I'm Poison."

"I know, Gennadiy vould not shut up. I am Viktor Krum", he replied, holding my hand gently with his and kissing the knuckles.

"I know that, my brother Ron has a man-crush on you", I giggled at his confused look. "He thinks you're the greatest thing to happen to Quidditch."

Viktor let out a deep chuckle before looking at me intently. I stepped back a little, his look scaring me.

"Oh! Sorry!" He said abashedly, realizing that he was scaring me. "I vas just vondering if you had a class right now."

"No, it's my free period", I replied, looking at my feet suddenly nervous. "Do you want to go to the library with me?"

He nodded vigorously before we both walked in silence to the library. Our hands brushed against each others occasionally, but nothing much else happened. The silence wasn't uncomfortable, it seemed like we didn't really need to say anything.

I'm not saying I'm in love with the guy or anything, because I'm not. I just feel safe with his presence. I was studying ingredients for a prank that Fred and George want to play against Snape, and he just sat there, watching me.

I was closing a book after getting all the notes I could get from it when the bell rang. Viktor took the book and told me to go to my next class, he 'vould' take care of the book.

I was almost late for potions because of how far it was from the library. I sat down next to Neville Longbottom-my partner- and set up our cauldron before Snape came in and started taking points off of Neville for not setting it up.

Potions went by smoothly; minimal corrections were needed on the potion because Neville was beginning to get how things worked in this class.

---blihblah---

"Fred! George! I got the lists!" I ran up to them and handed them two pieces of parchment. One was for the prank, the other was an aging potion. "I don't think the aging potion will work against the ageline though…"

The had walked away from me, scheming by themselves. I sighed, oh well; it gives me more time to return to New Moon, the sequel to the muggle book I was reading earlier. I plopped onto the bleachers that were off to the side of the Goblet of Fire and began to read the book. I glanced up when the twins came dancing in, showing off the potions.

"It's not going to work!" Hermione sang into her book.

The twins asked her why, and she said something about the ageline and Dumbledore when the twins just denied her accusation and drank the potion. They waited a second before putting their names in the goblet, nothing happened and they bathed in the applause of everyone. They were suddenly thrown from the circle and they grew beards that were grey.

They began fighting about who said it would work before running out to go to the infirmary.

I laughed at their escaping forms. I glanced at Hermione and she was shaking her head.

---blihblah---

I waited impatiently while Dumbledore danced around the room, saying something boring about the games.

The first name was ejected from the goblet.

"From Drumstrang, Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore announced, folding the singed paper in his hand.

The goblet spat out something that looked an awful lot like a coffee filter while everyone clapped vigorously for Viktor. Everyone stopped as soon as Dumbledore caught the coffee filter in his hand.

"From Beauxbatons, Fluer Delacour."

The goblet spat out another name.

"And from Hogwarts, Cedric Diggory!"

Dumbledore turned around to go into the other room with the contestants and other headmasters when the goblet started acting up.

"Dumbledore!" I found myself saying to catch his attention.

He turned around and noticed the goblets actions immediately. He stalked forward, his head tilted to the side and the goblet spat out another slip of lined paper.

"Harry Potter?" Dumbledore called out questioningly. No one moved and Dumbledore was suddendly very angry. "Harry Potter!"

Harry stumbled forward with fear and confusion all over his face as Dumbledore grabbed his arm roughly and brought him into the room with the others.

My eyes couldn't help but flick over to Professor Moody, who's tounge twitched out of his mouth before he took a swig from his flask and shook his head as if it tasted horrible. I narrowed my eyes and decided to watch him more carefully from now on.

---blihblah---

Whispers in the hall of what had happened last night rang in my ears like an annoying buz. It wouldn't go away, I had to escape. I ran outside and to the edge of the black lake, sitting at the start of the warf and staring out over it's dark beauty.

I breathed in deeply, closing my eyes and taking in the beautifuly dangerous nature around me. I could feel the toxins pumping through the plants veins, helping it create it's food. I released my breath and smiled, right now was the perfect time to stretch.

I striped down to my ACDC boxers and tanktop that I wore underneath my shirt and began to stretch out normally for a little bit before launching into a full out circus performance.

I flipped and rebounded, twisting in the air and letting a few of the surrounding poisons join me in dance. The greens, yellows, pinks and greys swirled around my form, following it, protecting it. I lost myself to the feeling of freedom, letting nature flow through me and into my routine.

I finished with a leap, spinning three times and rotating into a low position, finishing off the performance. Sweat poured down my neck and forehead as I breathed deeply after the hour long performance.

I was jolted from my reveire by a thundering round of applause. I jumped and looked at the group that had formed. People from the french and Bulgarian schools, and students from my own school stood there and applaused my performance.

I blushed and gathered my clothes before brushing through them and into the castle. I hid in a broom closet, ashamed that someone had seen me. I slid my uniform back on slowly when I finally stopped sweating and my heart rate returned to normal.

I peered out of the closet cautiosuly before entering the hall and walking down to the dungeons. I wandered the dungeon hallways in a daydream.

I was still with Spyder, Snake and Mako, we were sleeping in a parks junglegym. We were happy. We were together as a family.

Tears fell from my eyes freely. I couldn't help it, I missed them. I collapsed in the middle of the hallway and just cried my heart out. I gripped the robes of whoever had hugged me to comfort my crying form. And I cried and cried until I was an empty husk. There were no tears left.

I looked up into the face of whoever helped me and let the gasp escape my lips.

"Malfoy…" I whimpered, touching his cheek with frail hand,

"I don't know what's wrong, but I'll be there for you", He whispered before closing his eyes and leaning into me.

I watched his face near mine slowly and found my throat going even dryer than it was. I swallowed just before his lips touched mine. I closed my eyes and pursed my lips to kiss him back, bringing my hands up to his shoulders, resting them there.

He pulled me closer to him and applied more pressure to the kiss. I pulled away slowly and looked at our laps. He just held me, letting me think through what had just happened.

What was the kiss supposed to mean? I definitely felt something different than when Octavious kissed me, but I didn't like it either.

I looked up at Draco's face with a weary one.

"I'm sorry", I choked out, I would have cried if there was anything left.

"I understand. You need more time. But we can still be friends?" He was so hopeful, I couldn't say no, not now, it's what I needed.

"Yea, friends."