A/N : Lookie Lookie another update! :D

Poltergeists and Longbottoms

For once the Bulgarian Quidditch Seeker wished for rain. Thunderous clouds would hide him from view with an added bonus of fitting his mood perfectly. As it was the sun continued to rise unobstructed by even a hint of cloud. Scotland flew by beneath him as an emerald blur dotted with trees, sheep and rock. When his broom refused to fly as fast as he demanded he had cast a Notice-Me-Not spell and released his Dracken wings. The pace he set for himself was hindered only by the need to stay high enough to not be caught by another witch or wizard on a broom. Still he flew hard and fast in the direction his spell pointed, once more glad of the tracking spell he had woven into his mates clothes when he transfigure them.

It wasn't long before a familiar village began to form on the horizon and with it a castle he hadn't expected to see for a while. He turned to make a wide berth of both the village and castle, only to have his wand spin and point towards the school. He switched back into his role as human and used his broom to land on the road leading from Hogsmead to Hogwarts.

His wand pointed towards the castle, and glowed faintly telling him his mate was near. He recast the spell three times and had the same results.

He eyed the towering castle as he began to walk towards it. The front gates came into view as the path took him through a small patch of trees and with them a house elf.

"Can I helps you?" it squeaked.

Viktor stared at the small creature thinking of how easy it would be to overtake it and just rush the school. He ignored the thoughts, so close to the quantity of people the school housed, maintaining the secret was imperative.

"I wish to speak to the Headmaster." Realizing he was still hooded he drew back his cowl, "I am Viktor Krum."

"Wait here please." The elf said before disappearing. Less than a minute later the gates opened on the own. Viktor drew up his cowl again and made his way towards the castle, mentally going over, just how he was going to explain it all to the Headmaster.

oOVOo

It turned out that Hagrid had a chest of discarded school robes in his hut and with a little digging Paige was able to find one in her size, as well as a jumper that was large and trousers that were too long but snug. Going commando was uncomfortable but better than wet, muddy pajamas.

When Hagrid set a cup of tea in front of her he finally asked her how she had ended up in the school lake. Paige hesitated only a second before explaining about the Portkey.

"That's a very dangerous thing to be messin' around with, Portkey's, lucky for you it dropped you over the lake and not onto a rock, or inside a mountain. Portkey's are made to take you to one place and very fast, when you let go the travelin' magic gets a mussed up and you get hurt."

Paige nodded and sipped her tea. A dull throb had started up in her side and it was a little difficult to breath. She recognized the feeling from her reaction to the cold and rain at the Enclave, but it wasn't too bad so she ignored it as something to tell Viktor when he showed up. She was a little bemused by her certainty that he would show up, but she was his mate and he would rescue her, just like the sky was blue and the sun rose in the east.

However, she was not sure that staying at Hogwarts was possible and as it was a school surely she would be able to find someone who could get a message to Viktor. They finished the tea as a message from the Headmaster reached Hagrid summoning them to his office.

Barefoot, Paige followed Hagrid up the slope to the castle. The large oak doors opened easily for them. Paige gazed around in quiet awe as she followed up the marble stair case opposite the doors. Two her right he noisy chatter of a large group of people floated through a set of double doors propped open slightly. As she passed she caught a glimpse of long tables set with heaping foods and a lot of students, a raised dais with another unoccupied table.

A bushy haired girl slipped out of the doors, a sandwich in one hand and a book in the other, as Paige and Hagrid took a corner and left the entrance hall behind. What followed was a confusing crisscross of staircases and corridors that led them higher and higher. They did not walk in silence though, Hagrid happily expounded on the wonders of Hogwarts, Dragons, Dumbledore, Cerberuses, and a Hippogriff named Buckbeak.

As they entered another corridor about five floors up and portrait caught Paige's eye. The women looked very much like the women in the smallest and oldest portrait she had found in her basement. There were subtle differences but the resemblance was there. Paige glanced at the gold plate at the bottom. She stopped and stepped closer, the writing had started to fade and she wondered why as all the other portraits had looked almost new.

Helena Ravenclaw

Paige grinned and unbent turning to tell Hagrid that she was related to this person only to find herself alone in the corridor.

"Oh good going." She muttered to herself before racing off in the direction she was sure Hagrid had gone.

"Oooooh, inkle student in trouble, and going to the headmasters she is!"

Paige yelped and spun around at the nasally voice to find a man floating above her with a wicked grin and unkind glint in its eyes. He was dressed in the most garish colored jacket and striped trousers with a bright orange polka-dotted tie and a hat with so many bells on it she was not sure how he had managed to sneak up on her.

"I'm not…I mean yes I was headed to the Headmasters office, I'm lost is all."

The person suddenly flew in close so that his face nearly pressed against hers. His black hair brushed against her forehead before springing back into place.

"It's this way." He said in a study of all seriousness, and then he grabbed her nose and pulled hard before zooming away screaming "Got your conk!"

Paige clapped a hand over her smarting nose and blinked back the watering of her eyes. She stared after, him watching him bounce down the corridor like a deranged pin-ball.

"What a strange man." She muttered, rubbing her still sore nose before following him.

oOVOo

The urge to shred the half-giant grounds keeper occupied an unproductive amount of space in Viktor's mind. It did not help that the castle still had lingering smells of Darken from Potter's recently concluded mate selection.

While his claim on Paige had been thoroughly consummated she hadn't yet gone into a heat that would cement his position as her mate. His skin itched with the urge to get her away from any potential threat to his claim. The fact that Hogwarts was probably one of the safest places for her hardly signified. He wasn't leaving his mate in a castle with other Dracken's, mated or otherwise, wondering about.

He headed towards the door with a growl of frustration.

"Mr. Krum." Dumbledore's voice stopped him, "I do not think getting lost yourself in the castle halls will help find your betrothed any faster."

Viktor forced a stiff nodded, and clenched his fists at his side. The oaf Hagrid babbled more apologies but Viktor focused on keeping calm. He could hunt down his mate easily by scent alone but that would raise far too many questions and with Potter in residence the wrong hints and Dumbledore would know his secret. He didn't know the dodgy old Headmaster enough to trust him and Viktor wasn't in the habit of exposing his secretes to strangers.

So he waited because Paige could not get into that much trouble in a school filled with children.

oOVOo

Paige was stuck in a set of stairs. Not on a set of stairs IN them. Like quick sand all her wiggling accomplished was to sink her in further. She sat down on the step above it and glowered.

"I hate magic." She told the painting of grandfather clock and an empty chair. The clock merely chimed, its pendulum swinging un interrupted, "And I'm not too thrilled with the castle either." She told it, bracing her elbow on her knee and putting her chin in her hand.

"Moving stair cases, vanishing steps, I could have broken my neck if that nice women in the painting hadn't warned me! Drafty, daft castle and now I'm stuck, IN the step."

"If it helps any, I still forget about that one?"

Paige twisted around to see a boy about her age. Dark blonde hair curled around his ears and his blue eyes smiled kindly with his lips twisted in an ironic smile. He continued down the steps, hoped over the trick on and turned to face her.

He looked at her with a slight confused frown, "Sorry, I'm trying to place you but I can't, but then remembering things isn't my best, unless it's plants." He lifted his book to show an Advanced Herbology guide, before setting it on the step beside her and offering his hands.

"Let me help you up."

On the first tug she didn't so much as budge from the trick step, so the boy braced himself and tugged harder. Naturally the step decided to release her at that point throwing him off balance and the two of them tumbled down the remaining steps to land in a heap at the bottom.

Paige laughed, rolling off her unfortunate rescuer and to her feet. He's face cracked a smile and he stood as well.

"Alright?" she asked

He smiled and nodded, "You?"

"Yes." She helped him gather the books that had scattered from his bag on their tumble down the steps, making sure to avoid the trick one this time.

"I'm Paige." She offered, handing him a Transfiguration book and roll of parchments.

"Neville."

"Thank you Neville, for your help."

"No problem, it happens to me all the time."

They shared a commiserating smile and he turned to leave.

"Actually," she said, placing a staying hand on his arm, his cheeks flushed slightly and she pulled it back, "I was trying to get to the Headmasters Office. I'm not actually a student, a um…spell landed me in the lake a few hours ago, I'm afraid I lost my original escort."

Neville smiled, "I wondered. You look my age but I've never seen you in any of the classes I share with Hufflepuff."

Paige fingered the badger crest on her borrowed robes, "Yeah, no Hagrid lent me these."

"I'll show you to the Headmaster's then?"

Paige grinned, "That would be brilliant."

Paige fell in step beside him ask questions about Hogwarts tumbled from her lips. The chance of talking to an actual wizarding student distracted her from the fact that she had barely foiled a kidnapping attempt of herself and was stranded in a castle with the hovering threat of a faceless enemy and without the protection of Viktor's presence.

Neville blushed and stammered his answer and kept mentioning a Hermione who 'could explain it better'. The paintings on the wall began to look familiar as Neville finished explaining the house system of Hogwarts.

"Paige!"

Paige turned at the sound of her mate's voice. Relief at the sight of Viktor at the end of the corridor left her weak as a tension she had not noticed drained from her body.

The boy at her side made incoherent noises of shock as Viktor reached them and pulled her into his arms. Her toes barely touched the ground and his arms squeezed her tender ribs painfully, but she didn't care. She threw her arms around his neck and held on to him as if the last four hours apart had been years.

His scent and power wrapped around her and she had to bite back a sob as she finally let herself be afraid again. His chest rumbled against her in a growl so light she didn't even hear it. She relaxed her grip and pulled back in surprise, thinking he was angry at her. His dark eyes however were pinning Neville to the spot.

A glance at Neville showed the poor boy white as a sheet and looked about ready to wet his pants. She pinched Viktor, his eyes snapped to her with a frown.

"Neville was helping me." She glowered right back at him. She knew that she should be easy on her mate, his temper simmered coldly and something feral stared at her from behind his eyes. An anger she couldn't explain sat like a warm coal in the pit of her stomach.

Viktor muttered something in Bulgarian and set her on her feet though he kept one arm around her waist and pulled her against his side.

"Thank you Neville, for finding and assisting my ma-Paige. I vould take it as personal favor if you not mention I vas here. I vill reward you your troubles, of course."

Neville stuttered incoherently before falling silent and nodding.

"Ve were traveling to see family and I'm afraid the Port Key failed half-way. We were separated." Viktor lied smoothly, answering the unasked question of his presence.

Neville's eyes widened in surprise, "That's really dangerous; you could have been seriously hurt."

"Yes." Viktor agreed shortly, "We should not loiter in the castle Kotëhok; your family is expecting us."

Viktor subtly guided her towards the steps. Paige smiled at Neville, and felt an answering growl from Viktor which she ignored.

"Thank you again Neville for the help with the steps and answering all my questions."

Neville nodded again, this time flushing before taking a nervous step back.

"I'll um… I'll just go then?"

"Tha vould be good idea." Viktor said with a light snarl.

Paige elbowed him as Neville vanished around a corner.

"You were rude." She snapped at him.

Viktor growled back closing the small gap she had created between them.

"He vas-"

"He was what?" she snapped, wrenching out of his arms, the coal of anger suddenly igniting in a fire, "Going to kidnap me? You're a bit late, someone already did that. But why not loose me to a sixteen year old boy as well?"

Viktor flinched so hard it was like she had actually slapped him.

Paige clapped a hand over her mouth, hardly believing she had said that.

"Oh, Viktor, I didn't- I mean…"

Viktor gave her a silencing look and grabbed her hand before turning away in silence, pulling her down the corridor. Miserable and upset at her words didn't resist.

A/N: I wanted to give a shout out to all those who have reviewed. I love the encouragement and I'm tickled pink that you love this story so much :)

A couple people have asked some questions that I haven't gotten around to answering, so I'll go a head and do that now, if I miss a question or not answer it to your satisfaction let me know and I'll PM you a longer explanation.

Maddie: Yes I know Star called the New Zealand Submissive Annabelle, in fact she told me when i asked permission to to write this fan fiction. However Paige already had a story and life of her own before I asked permission to post it ( if Star had said no I would have continued to write the story but never posted it and shared it with my friends only). Annabelle has a completely different background then Paige and doesn't exist in my Story. Again this is a fanfiction of a fanfiction so things aren't exactly the same :)

Amy: Yes Viktor should be speaking Bulgarian, however Russian is easier for me. In my story Viktor also speaks French and English as well as Russian and Bulgarian. A little research into Bulgaria and i found that Russian was a very common second language for the natives, so I added that into Viktor's character. I hope my mixing of languages doesn't absolutely kill it for you :)

Dapper: About that Asian setting- honestly this story is pretty much all over the place. As her fathers were from three distinct cultures I want Paige to be able to see it through the progression of the story, was Japan an absolutely necessary setting? No, it would have worked anywhere else, but I love Asia and it's cultures, and since her dad was from Japan I chose to do those chapters in Japan.

If I missed anything let me know :) Again thanks for the reviews and positive support!

Ta!

Juniper87