A/N: Two things! First, I fixed the script issue in the first chapter. It was showing up all weird with a screwed up script so I fixed it and will make sure it doesn't happen again. Second, I will try and upload a chapter a week. Though the chapters will go up a few days to a week or two early on Archive of Our Own. So go check that out if you wanna read the chapters early. Currently, I think there are 4 chapters up there. Same title and it's posted under the same username. That's all! Thanks for reading!

Yuuri's POV

Again, I had a bad night of sleep. But this time, it wasn't cause I spent way too long studying past hours, but it was because I was excited about the exchange students. After breakfast, during potions, we finally met up with Minako, who told us that the one, the only, Viktor Nikiforov would be among the nine students visiting from Koldovstoretz. He is said to be one of the most talented and skilled wizards to ever attend Koldgovstoretz! The fact that I'd be on the same grounds as him, excited me.

I barely got any sleep. In the morning, as I had the morning before, I woke up late. Even with the morning grogginess mixed with a lack of sleep, I moved quickly. Gathering my green colored robes along with my satchel of school books. I ran behind Yuuko and Takeshi, slower than I was yesterday, towards the dining hall. Though this time, when I got to the doors, only Yuuko and Takeshi made it in. When I heard the loud noise the large wooden doors made when shutting, I felt it deep in my soul. It seemed to echo in my head. That was the first time in at least two years that I hadn't made it to breakfast. I cursed under my breath, scanning the empty halls around me.

No one. Perfect. What was I supposed to do now? Classes don't start for another forty-five minutes and it didn't appear that many people wanted to miss out on the morning announcements. My guess is that the arrival time of our guests would be announced, or they'd already be here. I wanted to be in there! After a quick brainstorm, I figured I should probably stay close-ish to my first class of the day until it started. Which for today, was Charms and Everyday Spells. That was near the gardens, so I suppose I could just hang out there till it was time. Maybe get in some extra studying.

So I turn right from the wooden doors and head towards the gardens.

Viktor's POV

When we arrived at the school that would be our home for the next three months, I was eager to get out and stretch my legs. Maybe look around a bit before meeting the new students and staff. So why not walk around? " ! I'm headed out for a walk! Be back!" I announced, stepping out of golden flying train that we had arrived on. 'A train?' you might ask. Yes. A golden flying train that I found ridiculous. I heard the french travel by flying carriage, which I think would be way more fabulous than a golden train.

"Don't you dare-" I walked away before Yakov could finish. If I don't hear it, it won't affect me. I can at least plead innocence if I get in trouble. Instantly, when the door shut, it became quiet. Only the whispers of the wind graced my ears. That was insanely calming. It was as if the entire mountain was sleeping. The sunshine was the first thing I noticed.

Where we had landed was on top of the mountain that Mahoutokoro resided on. We landed in front of the school. It was simply beautiful from where I stood. The building stood tall and could easily be home to a great emperor. The roof had what seemed like gold on it, the scarlet walls matched well with the gold. It was simply gorgeous. Before today, I had seen nothing like it. There were large wooden doors, which I guessed was the main entrance, but I didn't want to just walk in through the front door. If I did that there is more of a chance of me getting caught and getting in trouble. So obviously, I do what any sane person would. I walk to the side of the castle, where I could see a garden.

How the top of a volcano could hold this castle and the gardens and all the other places I've heard they have here was above me. Sure it was magic and all, but still. I always imagined the top of volcanoes and mountains to be a sharp and tiny peak. The garden, from what I could tell, or at least the part I was in, was empty. A fountain sprinkled water into a large coy pond, where fish swam about happily. The coy pond had small rivers allowing the fish to swim freely around the garden. Wooden bridges went over the coy's waterways, connecting the grassy patches together. Rows of different types of trees and flowers created a serene place where I suppose just about anyone could find peace. This place was so warm compared the cold mountains of Russia. And there was almost no snow. Though I suppose October wasn't snowy for a majority of the world. Where Koldostoretz is situated, it is almost always snowing. Suppose one gets used to it, though.

I walk around, letting the sound of the fountain and the aromas of the plants calm me. The sun warmed my entire body, making me feel all fuzzy on the inside. It reminds me of the garden Mama used to let me help with. We used to plant azaleas and roses in that garden. The memories of the spring days I'd spend out there with my dog, Makkachin, playing in the grass. Then, Mama would call us in for supper which was made with fresh vegetables from the garden. I miss those days of youth.

Somehow, I must've forgotten where I was, cause at one moment, I was strolling through the garden, the next I was running into another person.

"Oh! I am so very sorry!" I exclaimed as I felt the person I ran into start to fall. I caught the boy, but only barely saving him from falling to the ground. Instantly, his face turned red and he picked himself up again. He was obviously from this school. You wanna know how I knew? He was wearing long robes that were colored the same shade of green as the azalea leaves, he was half babbling in Japanese with a few English 'sorry's tossed in, I don't think any other schools arrived yet, and no one else from my group had been with me. The boy, who could be no more than a year younger than me, had light skin, a shade darker than mine, brown eyes and dark, almost completely black hair. If I am honest, the first thing that came to mind was just 'beautiful'. But, I put his looks aside and focused on finding out if he was alright.

"Hey, you okay?" I ask him, in English, hoping he'd understand, reaching down to pick up the books that had fallen out of his bag. His face remained red as he took his books back.

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks. Sorry about that." The boy looked down at his feet. I felt ridiculously bad. Thankfully, he understood and at least spoke some English.

"No, I'm sorry. I should've been paying attention to where I was going." I explained. "I'm Viktor Nikiforov." I extend my hand to shake his. He looked up at me, wide-eyed, then looked down at my hand.

"Y-Yuuri Katsuki." He stuttered, shaking my hand. I smiled happily. Yuuri was similar to Yurio, though I am not sure Yurio would like that. "Nice t-to meet y-you."

"Nice to meet you too, Yuuri Katsuki. I-" Before I could continue, I could hear my name being called behind me.

"Viktor! Viktor!" The voice continued to call my name and I sigh.

"Well, that is my queue to leave. Sorry I have to go so soon, Yuuri. Maybe we can talk next time? Dasvidaniya!" I wave to him, then turn to see Yurio Plitsetsky walking into the garden with, you guessed it, an annoyed face.

"C'mon Viktor! Yakov wants you!"