[SK: I accidentally did another Harry Potter/hockey crossover. If you want a non-crossover ficlet just let me know.]
Between Helsinki and Los Angeles, Zhenya finds himself spending a few days at a boarding school in Scotland. He really doesn’t know what he’s doing here; he’s older than even the oldest students, and the giant man who’d picked him up in Helsinki only offers a brief explanation for what’s going on, in heavily accented English Zhenya can’t even hope to try and understand. The headmistress had been nice, speaking perfect Russian as she showed him to a room off the third floor corridor where he’d be staying, but as she left she’d said, “By the way, please do not leave your rooms. Mr. Barry should be along within a day or two. Meals will be provided.”
The school is strange, but then again, so is life lately. Zhenya can manage a bit of strangeness if it means the NHL though.