Yuuri's POV

I was still shaking when Yuuko found me sitting alone in the garden. Viktor Nikiforov had just spoken to me. My mind danced around, thinking of everything I had just done wrong. First off, I bumped into him, then almost fell down and didn't pick up my books quick enough. And of course, I lost my words when he asked me if I was okay. My stomach churned at what he thinks of me now. The klutz who couldn't say his own name. Great.

"Yuuri! Finally! I was searching around for you. We gotta get over to Charms. Takeshi is waiting for us there. Something about not wanting to be late for class again." Yuuko chimed, walking over to me. She stood in front of me and all I could manage to do was look up at her. "Hey, what's wrong?"

I rose from the bench I had been sitting on for the past half hour, thinking of how I could either avoid him the rest of the time or try and repair my reputation. If I couldn't find I right time to repair my reputation, I suppose avoiding him and the entire group of Russians all together wasn't a bad plan. And I sincerely doubt I will ever get to talk to any of them again.

"Are you gonna answer me?" Yuuko asked as I started walking to class. She walked beside me. "Was it because you missed breakfast? It wasn't anything special. I mean we didn't even get to hear when the students would be arriving-"

"Well, the Russians are already here if it helps," I mumbled quietly and my voice came out weaker than I intended it to be.

"They are?" Yuuko practically shouted as we entered a hall of students, all heading to their respective classes. We got a few side eyes and some students appeared to be curious, but I kept walking. "How do you know?"

"Long story."

"I got time."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Please?" Yuuko begged. I suppose if I just told her, it wouldn't hurt. But still, there were people around that could hear about my embarrassing encounter with a top notch wizard. His silver hair still seemed to sway in front of me whenever I closed my eyes.

"Fine." I sighed, letting my shoulders sink a bit. "I may have ran into a certain Russian wizard who had been walking around the gardens when I first got there." My words were whispered, as I didn't need Moto around hearing even a small part of this. Or any of his little rats that get him information.

"What?" This time she actually did shout.

"Quiet down." I hissed, hoping it wouldn't draw any more attention to us.

"Who was it?" Yuuko whispered as we got closer to the classroom. My eyes scanned the halls, making sure I didn't see Moto or his siblings.

"Viktor Nikifor-"

"Vi-" Before she could scream his name in a hall of students who were awaiting the arrival of the students and would definitely ask questions if they heard his name, I gave Yuuko a pointed look. Instantly, she stopped, hopefully realizing that she was screaming. "Viktor Nikiforov? Like the Viktor?" She was back to whispering now.

"Yeah. That one." We entered Charms class, where Takeshi had already been sitting down with his book. "I'll tell you later." I brushed off her whispered questions about the encounter throughout the time we waited for Miss Yamasaki to enter the class.

"Fine, but I expect a detailed story when you do tell me." Yuuko sat in between me and Takeshi. I took the seat next to her.

"What are you gonna tell her?" Takeshi asked, leaning in front of Yuuko towards me.

"Long story-"

"He met Viktor Nikiforov and won't tell me what happened," Yuuko explained. What is it with her and interrupting me?

"He met Viktor Nikiforov?" Minako slide into her seat next to me. Great at this rate everyone in the school will be asking me. I groaned, placing my hands into my hands. Even just thinking about speaking about what I had said and done made me want to crawl into a hole. Nonetheless, I doubt Yuuko, Takeshi or Minako would let me off the hook.

I fell asleep in my fourth class, The History of Magic. I only fell asleep towards the end, but to be fair, even if I was awake, I wouldn't be paying attention to the class. My mind was far from my class. The silver hair and deep plum robes draped around the shoulders of the Koldostoretz student had been stuck in my mind. Nothing else seemed to want to be thought about, so it was pushed to the front of my mind. The feeling of falling in front of him was distracting.

My drowsiness finally won, so I leaned my head upon the table and fell asleep. It wasn't until the class was over that I was awoken by a very excited young boy. Since History of Magic was a class that you could, if you wanted to, drop after your fifth year, Yuuko, Takeshi, and Minako all decided to drop it. I was the only one who decided to keep it. So I didn't really know the person who was waking me up.

"Hey, it's time for lunch." The boy had blonde hair, with the bangs colored red. An odd hair style if you ask me. He was at least two years younger than me. Though that wasn't particularly odd. He was probably in the year under me and chose to continue with History of Magic. Of course, I had seen him around once or twice before, but I'd never really learned the name of the boy.

"Did I fall asleep?" I ask, pushing myself away from the table. People around me were rising from their seats and gathering their books. Thankfully it didn't seem like anything important happened in class. I could probably catch up on whatever they reviewed by rereading the chapter in my textbook.

"Yeah. About twenty minutes ago. No one bothered you, though." He chimed, happily stuffing his books into his bag. I picked up my books, the same ones that fell earlier, and opened my bag to place them with the other books.

"Thank you for waking me. Probably would've slept right through lunch." I added with a small chuckle. He followed me out of the classroom.

"Oh, it was no problem!" He bounced up and done as we walked towards the lunchroom with nearly every other student. Only a few stayed behind to chat. "That's what friends are for!" He spoke like we were close, but I couldn't even remember his name. Had we talked before? Had we become friends and did I simply forget? Not sure, but I do not want to ask and have it become awkward if I did know him.

"Heya!" Yuuko bounced up to me, almost as energetic as the boy. Takeshi followed behind her.

"Hi, guys," I said while yawning.

"Hello!" The blonde boy beside me beamed. Yuuko and Takeshi looked at me oddly as if to ask 'who is he' but all I did was give a shrug. It wasn't like I knew either.

"Hey! Minami!" A voice called behind me and the young boy did a full 180 to talk to the girl who was walking towards us. Minami. That was his name. It rang a bell, but no memories really came out of the name. "Your brother is looking for you!" She said and Minami ran off.

"Bye guys! See you later!" He waved and ran off into the dining hall.

"Who was that?" Yuuko questioned.

"Minami is my guess. He woke me up in History when class ended." I explained simply. Now that I was only a few feet from the dining hall, I realized how hungry I really was. My stomach growled from lack of food. I hadn't ate much at dinner and since I missed breakfast, I was sure that if I didn't eat right now I would be sick.

"You fell asleep during History? Dude, how tired are you?" Takeshi said, placing an arm over my shoulder. Finally, the three of us started walking into the dining hall. I was so ready for lunch.

"Very tired."