Friday Night Bites.

As Leya sat in History she switched from doodling absentmindedly in her notebook, to occasionally staring off into space as she barely listened to Mr. Tanner drone on and on.

"World War II ended in…?" Tanner looked around at the classroom of bored teens. "Anyone got anything? Ms. Juan?" The Asian girl shrugged.

"1945." Leya called out having read the text book earlier that morning.

"Correct, glad someone is awake." Tanner stated. Leya just wanted out of the class; she guessed muggle History class didn't stray too far from History of Magic at Hogwarts. They were both boring as hell.

"Pearl Harbor?" Tanner called out. "Nothing? Ms. Gilbert?"

"Hm?"

"Ahem. Pearl Harbor?"

"Um…." Elena stutters, searching for an answer.

"December 7th, 1941." Stefan answered, coming to Elena's rescue.

"Thank you, Ms. Gilbert." Tanner said, putting emphasis on Ms. Gilbert.

"Anytime."

"Very well, the fall of the Berlin wall."

"1989. I'm good with dates, sir" Stefan issued a challenge; Leya dropped her pen ready to watch what was to come.

"Are you? How good? Keep it to the year. Civil rights act."

"1964."

"John F. Kennedy assassination."

"1963."

"Martin Luther King."

"'68."

"Lincoln."

"1865."

"Roe vs. Wade?"

"1973."

"Brown vs. Board."

"1954."

"The battle of Gettysburg."

"1863."

"Korean war."

"1950 to 195.3"

"Ha! It ended in '52. Ha-ha-ha." Tanner said smugly, making most of the class look at him weird.

"Uh actually, sir, it was '53." Mr. Tanner turned back to look at Stefan as he said this.

"Look it up somebody. Quickly." Mr. Tanner exclaimed agitated.

"It was 1953." Someone shouted out. Everyone started applauding Stefan, and just before Mr. Tanner could do anything about it the bell rang. Leya shook her head in amusement as she packed her things up and made her way to her locker. Soon after she was joined by Bonnie. The three girls and Leya had hit it off and Leya was steadily finding her place in the group, but that didn't mean she would ever forget about Ron and Hermione.

"Hey." Leya greeted dragging it out suspiciously seeing the look on Bonnie's face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because." She sang. "You're coming to cheerleading practice with me."

Leya laughed. She didn't giggle in girly excitement or chuckle in embarrassment afraid she might mess up the routine, she laughed. Full blown please-tell-me-your-joking laughter. And Bonnie's evil smile said she wasn't joking and the desperate laughter died in her throat.

"Bonnie." Leya whined as the dark-skinned girl started to pull her to the changing rooms.

"Please, I don't know if Elena will show up and Caroline's not answering any of my calls. I need someone with me."

"I don't have anything to wear?" Leya protested weakly, knowing her resolve would crumble soon. She was all for helping people, even if meant doing something she didn't want to do.

"Don't worry I got that covered." Bonnie replied grinning as she dragged the taller girl to the locker room.

Leya sighed pulling down the top Bonnie gave her to wear as they stretched. Bonnie had given Leya some of her old gym clothes, and since Bonnie was smaller than her they didn't really fit Leya. The shorts she wore were too short for her liking and the light purple top ended a few inches above the beginning of her too short shorts showing a sliver of creamy porcelain skin, before stretching over the taught muscles she had gained while hunting Horcrux's and squishing her breasts uncomfortably together making them look bigger than they actually were. Leya was upset at the predicament she was in and pouted.

"Oh my God, are you pouting?" Bonnie laughed.

"Yes, I don't even know the first thing about cheerleading, Bonnie. I don't why you chose me to accompany you." Leya replied struggling once again to pull down her shirt, but it then it showed to much cleavage so she pulled it up before trying and failing once more.

"I made you accompany me because you're my friend." Bonnie replied, teasing Leya about her choice of words. "It's not going to work you know." She added referring to the fact that Leya was trying to stretch the top all kinds of ways to show less skin.

"I have to try."

"Oh my God, you're here!" Bonnie suddenly squealed, as she jumped up to hug Elena.

"Yes!" Leya screamed in excitement as she jumped up to hug Elena as well, the two other girls looked at her strangely. "This means that I can leave!"

"No way, Leya. You can't back out now." Bonnie said as she forcefully pulled the taller girl back down onto the grass to stretch. For someone so small, she really was quite strong. Both girls ignored Leya's upset grumbling and pouting as Bonnie turned to Elena expectantly.

"I can't be sad girl forever, the only way to get things back to the way they were, are to do things that were. Oh, and you two are coming to dinner tonight." Elena said looking at both Bonnie and Leya. The latter pausing her complaining to listen.

"We are?" Bonnie questioned happily.

"Mm-hm. You, me, Leya…. and Stefan." Bonnie makes a face when Elena names Stefan and Leya absentmindedly wonders what she missed. "You have to give him a chance." She says to Bonnie.

"Tonight's no good." Bonnie says as Elena gives her a look. "Have you seen Caroline? I've texted her like a hundred times." Leya smiled at her poor attempt to change the subject.

"Don't change the subject Bonnie Bennett; you're going to be there." Elena said sternly.

"Fine, I'll go." Bonnie caves. And Elena looks at Leya expectedly.

"I'll be there." She replied.

"Good. Because you're our friend, Leya, yet we hardly know anything about you." Elena says, and Leya's smile became strained.

"Seriously where is Caroline?" Bonnie asks to no one in particular.

"I don't know. It's not like her." Elena replies.

"I'll try her again." Bonnie says picking up her phone ready to call Caroline.

"Uh…" Elena makes out while pointing in the direction behind Bonnie and Leya.

"Oh my God." Says Bonnie.

"That must be the mystery guy from the Grill." Leya says standing up along with Bonnie and Elena.

"That's no mystery guy. That's Damon Salvatore." Leya glanced at Elena quickly before looking back at Damon. Salvatore as in Stefan, he must have been the one who attacked Vicki and Stefan knew it, Leya didn't like this at all, there were now two vampires in Mystic Falls and Leya wondered how her Aunt Daisy had managed to, out of all fifty states pick the one that had vampires in it.

"Salvatore? As in Stefan." Bonnie asked bewildered speaking the thought Leya just had.

Caroline got out Damon's car after giving him a very public kiss and walked right between Elena, Bonnie and Leya.

"I got the other brother, hope you don't mind." She says haughtily to Elena as she walks past them.

"Sorry I'm late girls. I, uh, was busy. Alright let's start with the double-pike herkie hurdler. What do you say?"

Leya sighs and walks to the back hoping the torture session would end quickly or she just might save the Death Eaters the trouble and kill herself.

Later that evening Leya, Bonnie and Elena were in Elena's kitchen setting up the food Elena brought back from the Grill when Bonnie once again brought up the subjects of witches.

"You explain it, last night I'm watching 9-0. Commercial break comes on and I'm like 'I bet it's that phone commercial' and sure enough it's the guy and the girl with the bench…. he files to Paris and he flies back…. they take a picture."

"Oh come on, the commercial's on a constant loop."

"Fine. Well how about this? Today, I'm obsessed with numbers. Three numbers I keep seeing eight, fourteen and twenty-two. How weird is that?"

"You know…" Leya starts off slowly. "I've never played the lottery before." Elena and Leya burst into laughter while Bonnie gives them halfhearted annoyed looks.

"Have you talked to your grams?" Elena asks.

"She's just gonna say it's because I'm a Witch. I don't wanna be a Witch. Do you wanna be a Witch?"

"I don't wanna be a Witch." Elena replied immediately.

Leya grinned; she didn't understand how neither Bonnie or Elena did not want to be Witches. She loved being a Witch; it had changed her life, even though she went through many near death experiences and actually died once, it didn't matter, what did was that she had a family in the end, albeit a dysfunctional one but those are the best ones after all.

"And putting it in a nice bowl isn't gonna fool anyone." Bonnies says to Elena snapping Leya out of her reverie, as Elena puts the takeout food in a green bowl.

"Okay, serving spoons. Where are the serving spoons?" Elena mutters as she looks around the kitchen.

"Middle draw on your left." Bonnie replies pointing to a draw. Elena walks over and opens it pulling out the wooden spoons.

"Okay you've been in this kitchen like a thousand times."

"Yeah, that's it." Bonnie says unconvinced as the doorbell rings.

"Okay, he's here. Don't be nervous, both of you just be your loving selves." Elena said smiling happily walking off to answer the door.

"Birthday candles." Bonnie whispers before opening the draw, and right there in plain sight was a packet of birthday candles.

"Maybe your Grams isn't as crazy as you think she is." Leya commented quietly as Bonnie stared down in fear at the candles.

Leya felt very awkward the only sounds being made were the clinking of cutlery against the plates. No one made conversation and Leya looked towards Bonnie who sat next to her and Stefan who sat at the head of the table and Elena on the other side. Bonnie hadn't even glanced at Stefan and Leya could see Elena start to get anxious.

"Did Tanner give you a hard time today?" Elena asked Stefan, trying to start a conversation.

"Well, he let me on the team, so I must have done something right." He replied lightly smiling.

"Leya, Bonnie, you should've seen Stefan today, Tyler threw a ball right at him and-"

"Yeah, we heard." She cut her off.

Leya jolted as Elena kicked her under the table and whispered a soft ouch leaning down to clutch the spot where Elena had kicked her. She looked up to see Elena give her an apologizing look before it turned into a pleading one.

"Uh Bonnie, why don't you tell Stefan about your family?" Leya attempted, and Bonnie just looked at her new friend deadpanned making Leya return the same look only with a pleading twist.

"Um, divorced. No mom, live with my dad." She said simply. She wasn't even trying.

"No, about the witches." Elena added through gritted teeth. "Bonnie's family has a lineage of Witches, it's really cool."

"Cool isn't the word I'd use." Bonnie interjected.

"Well it's certainly interesting. I'm not too versed, but I do know that there's a history of Celtic Druids that migrated here in the 1800's." Stefan said finally joining.

"My family came by way of Salem."

"Really?" Stefan asked intrigued. Bonnie nodded looking embarrassed. "Salem Witches."

"Yeah."

"I'd say that's pretty cool."

"Really? Why?"

"Salem witches are heroic examples of individualism and nonconformity."

"Yeah, they are." Bonnie said softly looking at Stefan in a new light.

"Nice one." Leya commented under her breath to Stefan knowing he would hear, and he flashed her a grin knowing he had a breakthrough with Bonnie.

Just as Elena was about to say something the doorbell rings. "I wonder who that could be?" Elena asks standing up to answer the door.

A few seconds later Stefan's head snapped towards the door. "I'm gonna check on Elena." He said standing up.

And minutes later everyone was sitting in the living room nursing a coffee or in Leya's case tea, with two new additions. Caroline and Damon. As soon as Leya was introduced to Damon she didn't like him, she thought he was a sanctimonious prick who pleased in making people uncomfortable and Leya couldn't believe Stefan was related to him. And the fact that he's a vampire and dating Caroline made her uneasy and concerned for her new blonde haired friend, she had noticed lately that Caroline had been wearing a lot of scarfs which meant Damon was probably using her as his own personal blood bag.

"I cannot believe Mr. Tanner let you on the team. Tyler must be seething. But good for you. Go for it." Caroline said as Stefan relayed his afternoon try out for the football team.

"That's what I always tell him, you have to engage. You can't just sit there and wait for life to come to you. You have to go get it." Damon said with a patronizing tone.

"Yeah, Elena wasn't so lucky today. It's only because you missed summer camp I don't know how you're ever gonna learn the routines."

"I'll work with her, she'll get it." Bonnie defended Elena.

"I guess we can put her in the back." Caroline said to no one in particular.

"You know you don't seem like the cheerleader type, Elena." Damon commented.

"It's just because her parents died. Yeah, I mean, Elena's just totally going through a blah phase. She used to be way more fun." Caroline said tactlessly. "And I say that with complete sensitivity." She added trying to make up for her previous statement but it was already too late.

"I'm sorry, Elena, I know what it's like to lose both you're parents. In fact Stefan and I have watched almost every single person we've ever cared about die."

"We don't need to get into that right now Damon." Stefan said uncomfortable.

"Oh, you know what you're right, Stef. I'm sorry. The last thing I wanted to do is bring her up. Huh." Of course he didn't Leya thought subtly rolling her eyes. She didn't know who this 'her' was but Damon was obviously trying to put a strain on his brothers new relationship.

"What about you, Leya?" Damon suddenly asked and everyone's attention turned to Leya who tensed up.

"What about me?"

"Well you haven't said much this evening and I'm curious about you. You are new here after all, what happened in your life before you came to Mystic Falls." Leya tensed the more Damon spoke, he knew something, she didn't know what he knew and it could really be nothing at all but she would still have to be cautious.

Damon smiled seeing how uncomfortable he made her, there was something about Leya Potter he didn't know what it was exactly but she was different. When Damon was introduced to her the first thing he wanted to do was sink his teeth into her delicately sweet neck. Her scent smelt amazingly delicious, like a glass of cool water after spending a month in the desert, her sweet demeanor only attracted Damon to her more and the fact that she was gorgeous was a bonus. He wondered where she'd been hiding from him all this time.

"Yeah, Leya, Jenna wanted to meet your parents so we could have a neighborly dinner." Elena said with a smile.

"I'm afraid only Daisy – my aunt would be coming to a neighborly dinner and I'm still not sure if she'd show up." Leya paused seeing the hurt look on Elena's face of being turned down, and she wondered if she went about it the wrong way. "What I mean is… my parents – they passed away when I was baby. And my aunts out a lot so…"

Elena's eyes widened and she immediately felt guilty for feeling angry that she thought Leya turned her offer down.

"What happened?" Elena asked softly and sympathetically.

Leya decided instead of using the lie Aunt Petunia fed her for eleven years of her life, she would settle on a half-truth. Daisy had said she could say whatever she wanted to about her parents passing.

"They were murdered."

"Oh my God." Bonnie whispered softly in shock, and Elena's and Caroline's eyes widened. Stefan was sympathetic and Damon didn't really care at all.

"Is the killer still out there?" Caroline asked eyes wide.

"No, he's dead." Leya said curtly.

"So who did you live with?" Bonnie asked curious. "You only moved here like a month ago and I can remember going to your aunts flower shop since I was a kid."

"Well when I was younger I lived with my other Aunt and Uncle in England, but they weren't very nice people, so I called Daisy and ended up coming here." Leya replied. She thought it was a pretty good answer, it was not completely true yet it wasn't a complete lie either.

Elena reached out and gave her hand a small squeeze as Stefan looked thoughtfully at her. He wondered if her not so nice relatives were the ones who carved those words into the back of her hand.

"So you don't have anyone else?" Damon asked breaking the silence and staring at her with his bright blue eyes.

"I have my aunt." But at his unconvinced look she continued. "But I suppose not. Not really." She replied softly staring back at him with an expressionless face.

Stefan hastily changed the subject knowing Leya wouldn't want to talk any more about her family and she was thankful she had a friend like Stefan.

Damon however was even more intrigued by the green eyed British girl and wondered what she was hiding. He didn't miss the way she gave vague answers, and knew that the answer she gave about who she lived with wasn't the complete truth. In time he would figure her out, and by figuring her he would learn her secret.

Leya sighed tossing her keys into the bowl by the door; she couldn't believe she actually told them about her past even though not all of it was true she still told them about Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. She had hoped once she left the Dursley's for good she would never have to see or talk about them again.

They had treated her like a house elf, they ridiculed her, and called her a freak and they certainly didn't stop Dudley from using her as his own personal punching bag. She had a horrible childhood that should've been filled with happy memories, but the only time she ever felt happy was at Hogwarts with her friends or at the Weasley's.

Leya sighed and shook her head as if it would toss the delicate memories out of her mind and walked upstairs to her room. She didn't bother turning the light on and just stripped out of her clothes, kicking off her shoes, she took off her bra before putting on a tank top and as she was about to crash into bed she heard a loud 'caw' making Leya jump startled.

She walked cautiously to her window and saw a crow perched on the window sill. As she walked closer to it she could see something in its eyes that didn't make it seem entirely animal, and wondered briefly if it was an Animagus after all looks can be deceiving. She was no ordinary girl after all.

She slammed the window shut making the bird loose its balance and fall before righting itself and flying away. She smiled as she closed her curtains, whoever that was did not want to mess with her, because even though she was nice, everyone in Sirius's words had both light and dark in them. And sometimes the lines got blurred and everything turned grey.

She walked back over to her bed and crashed into it sighing as she fell into a deep sleep.

Leya grunted as she was slammed into the ground her hand letting go of the TriWizard cup as it was flung a bit away, Cedric laid next to her panting.

"You okay?" Cedric asked.

"Yeah, you?" She replied, he nodded in response and stood to his feet helping her up and giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.

They had left the Hogwarts grounds completely; they had obviously traveled miles – perhaps hundreds of miles – for even the mountains surrounding the castle were gone. They were standing instead in a dark and overgrown graveyard; Leya could just make out the outline of a fine old house sitting upon a hill.

"Where are we?" Cedric asked.

Leya didn't answer him, instead she let go of his hand and walked further into the graveyard. It was completely silent and slightly eerie.

She cautiously walked over to a grave that had a large statue of what looked almost like a dementor with a large hooded cloak that covered it face holding a scathe. It reminded her of the muggle version of a Grim Reaper only this statue had angle wings that didn't really seem to fit its demeanor.

"I've been here before." Her voice coming out as a whisper. She recognized this place from her dreams, but what wasn't in her dreams was the large stone cauldron that sat in front of the angled winged grim statue.

The cauldron was larger than any cauldron Leya had ever used; a great stone belly large enough for a full-grown man to sit in.

"Leya, the cup is a Portkey." Cedric explained in shock as he kneeled next to it.

"I've been here before, in a dream." She said her voice coming out stronger than before. She looked at the grave with the grim and her eyes caught sight of a name carved into the stone.

Tom Riddle

1905-1943

She traced the name with the tips of her fingers, she knew that name all too well, after second year she doubts she would ever forget it.

"Cedric! We have to get back to the cup. Now!" She yelled panic rising in her.

"What are you talking about?" He questioned.

She couldn't answer him however because someone had come out of a tomb close by, then all at once, she felt an extreme and unbearable pain searing through her head. She fell to her knees holding her head in some attempt to keep her brain from exploding out of her skull and onto the ground in front of her. She didn't even realize she was letting out a steady stream of screams.

"Leya! What is it?" Cedric rushed over, concerned about his girlfriend.

"Get back to the cup!" She screamed.

The cauldron now had a fire underneath and the potion inside was bubbling hot already, Leya lifted her up only to see Wormtail who was now illuminated by the light from the roaring cauldron fire. He was carrying something, holding it the way you would hold a baby… or was it merely a bundle of robes?

As Wormtail walked closer, Cedric, who didn't listen to her, stood armed with his wand ready for a duel to protect himself and his girlfriend.

"Who are you? what do want?" Cedric yelled.

From far away, above her head, Leya heard a high, cold voice hiss out. "Kill the spare."

"Avada Kedavra!" Wormtail immediately shouted.

"NO! CEDRIC!" Leya screamed but it was useless.

In a blast of green light that knocked him off his feet, Cedric was laying spread-eagled on the ground beside her. He was dead.

"No." She whispered softly into the night, caressing his face one last time as his eyes stared glazed over, unblinking, unresponsive up at the stars.

Leya gasped shooting straight up in bed, the remnants of a sickly green light flashing through her eyes. She felt her stomach churn and she shot off the bed; hand over her mouth running towards the bathroom to throw up.

The dream had stuck with her the entire day and Leya was now sitting at the bar of the Grill nursing a rum and coke which was half empty. She didn't ask for the drink, but a nice bartender who went by Alice noticed how down she looked and placed the drink in front of her free of charge.

Tonight was the football game and she got rounded into going by Elena when Leya accidentally let it slip out she's never even seen a game. She really didn't feel like going but she didn't want Elena to get upset either, so she'd suck it up and watch a game she really had no interest in watching.

"Mind if I join you?" A silky voice said in her ear and Leya jumped. She turned her head and watched as Damon uninvitingly sat next to her eyes on her the whole time. She groaned inside the last thing she needed was Damon pestering her.

"Someone's jumpy."

"You surprised me is all." She replied snappily and Damon smirked at her fire.

"Coming to the game tonight? I gotta drop Caroline off so I might stay for a bit, check out the cheerleaders and then some." Damon rambled wanting to get a rise out of her, she looked hot when she was angry.

"I'm not in the mood for chit chat…" Leya bit out, her hand balling into a fist making her scars more pronounced which Damon's eyes narrowed down on. "So if you'll excuse me." She said standing up ready to walk away.

She didn't get far. Damon had caught her hand and held it close to him studying it and Leya realized with a start that he was staring at her scar and mentally swore knowing he would be able to read it easily with his enhanced eyesight.

"Let go." Leya said softly yet stern at the same time making Damon look up at her.

"Is this from the not so nice relatives?" Damon asked his cruel demeanor gone for a second.

"Let go…. now." He let go, her hand fell down to her side but they didn't break eye contact. Leya released the breath she didn't know she was holding in and turned on her heel leaving the Grill, all the while feeling Damon's gaze bore into her retreating back.

When Leya arrived at the school the game was starting soon and she quickly found Elena as Mr. Tanner who was also the football coach got up on the makeshift stage to give his pep talk to the crowd.

Everyone cheered as someone lit the bonfire, the fire catching the dummy the team with the help of other classmates built earlier that day.

"Quiet down for a minuet okay? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Let's be honest here in the past, we used to let other teams come into our town and roll right over us." Everyone booed. "But that is about to change. We've got some great new talent tonight starting on offense and I'm gonna tell you right now, it has been a long time since I've seen a kid with hands like these. Let's give it up for Stefan Salvatore."

Leya cheered along with Elena for Stefan in encouragement, not that he really needed it since he was a vampire. As Mr. Tanner wrapped up his speech Leya could hear something that sounded like fighting not too far off from where they stood. Both Elena and Leya rushed towards the sound, just in time to see Jeremy pick a smashed bottle up and was about to swipe at Tyler.

"Jeremy!" Elena scream out in horror.

They ran forwards but weren't fast enough and saw Stefan push Tyler out of the way as Jeremy takes a swipe at him; Leya sees a flash of blood on Stefan's hand before he covers it up.

"What the hell Jeremy?!" Exclaims Elena as they reach him. "Oh my god, you're bleeding, put your head up."

"I'm fine." Jeremy snaps.

"Yeah, you smell fine." Elena snaps back.

"Just stop, okay." Jeremy says pushing her away from him as he walks away. Leya turns her head to the side to see Matt pull Tyler away.

"Oh my God, your hand." Elena says to Stefan.

"No, no, no it's fine." Stefan says hiding his hand behind his back. She knew vampire healed fast, so he probably didn't have a mark on him now, just a spot of dried blood.

"Is it deep, how bad is it?" Elena asks concerned. She grabbed his hand and forced it open. She was right, all that was left was some dried blood.

"But I saw it, it was-"

"He missed; it's not Stefan's blood." Leya said making Elena look at her and she smiled reassuringly, Stefan shot her a thankful look and agreed rubbing his hand on his jeans to show Elena he was fine.

"No, no, no I saw it the glass cut your hand."

"It's okay, I'm okay. It's almost kick off time, all right? So I'll see you after the game." Stefan said and quickly rushed off.

Kick off time never happened and she never did get to see her first football game. Mr. Tanner was attacked by an 'animal' and killed, Leya had somewhat of an idea of what this 'animal' looked like, and he was tall with black hair and blue eyes. Leya knew it was Damon, Stefan didn't drink human blood he only drank animal, and she felt anger course through her, Tanner was innocent, he may have been an arse, but he was innocent.

Leya let out a short scream of anger into her pillow and turned onto her back; she hated this, not being able to do anything. She wanted to hex Damon until he bled, but she couldn't let her secret get out, at least not yet. So she closed her eyes and willed for sleep to come hoping it would help her forget about the horrible night.