Here's Chapter 2! I think it's a little better than the first chapter. I'd like to dedicate it to AngerClinicPatient98, for giving me my first ever review! Thanks!

Greyback looked at himself in his grubby bathroom mirror. How did he get himself into this situation? He was going on a date with the loveliest person on Earth. He didn't need to scrutinize his own reflection to know he was far from lovely. He hadn't cared about his looks until now. And as far as looks go, he was rather ordinary. He had straight brown hair chopped off around his jaw line and hazel eyes. He hadn't shaved in about a week.

Why is she interested in me?

He could still remember the way Aylin seemed to float across the floor, how her eyes gleamed brightly even within the dingy shop. The otherworldly smile that had melted his insides.

He looked at the clock. It was only a half hour until his date. Greyback had never even been on a date before. He had no idea what had possessed him to ask her on one. Probably because she was part veela. Shaking his head at his stupidity, he admitted what he had known since he marked the event on his calendar.

"I'm doomed."

He started to brush his teeth. Once he was satisfied, he attempted to make his hair look a little more even. He failed miserably. Nine minutes left. He walked into the living room of his messy flat. Five minutes were spent pacing. When only four minutes were left until seven, Greyback decided he had had enough.

Greyback apparated in front of the Leaky Cauldron. Luckily, no muggles noticed. He walked inside the pub and looked around to see if Aylin was there. She wasn't. Greyback looked at his watch impatiently.

"Why are you so frustrated, Greyback? I got here on time."

Greyback spun around, reddening when he saw Aylin standing a few yards away.

"Er.. my watch must be fast." He said, quickly thinking up a lie. "It says 7:15." He felt bad lying to her, but didn't want her to think he was so anxious to see her. After all, he had a reputation to keep.

"May I help you?" The bartender appeared next to Greyback. He seemed to be directing the question at Aylin, completely ignoring him. Greyback glowered at him, even though he knew if he were in the bartender's position he would do the same thing.

"Table for two, please." Aylin said politely. "That table in the corner, if it isn't a problem."

The bartender nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, of course. Go ahead and sit down. Would you like anything to drink?"

"Just a glass of gillywater for me, please." Aylin told him. "What about you, Mr. Greyback?"

Greyback shook his head. The bartender left, leaving Greyback alone with Aylin.

"Must be nice, everyone treating you like royalty," he said in an undertone.

Aylin shrugged. "I guess I am at an advantage, aren't I? But I hardly think I'm treated like royalty."

"Don't try to deny it. All you have to do is smile at a bloke and you might as well have him under the Imperius." Greyback replied. Aylin smiled prettily, a hint of pink creeping into her pale face.

"And there you go doing it again!" Greyback laughed, something he hadn't done for quite some time. He just didn't have room to laugh in his life. It just didn't fit, like a puzzle piece that had been distorted from soaking in water for a long time.

"So, tell me about yourself. All I know is that you work in Borgin & Burkes and your last name is Greyback." Aylin said.

"I think that's more than what I know about you. The only thing I know about you is your name and you have some interest in potions." Greyback retorted. But one look at Aylin's face coaxed more out of him. "Well, I'm twenty, graduated Hogwarts two years ago. My full name's Fenrir Greyback, but I prefer Greyback. I was a Slytherin." He scratched his chin. "Not much to say. I've been working in the shop ever since I got out of school."

At this point, the bartender came back and gave Aylin her gillywater. She took it (smiling, of course), and thanked him. Once again, he pointedly ignored Greyback. Once he was gone, Aylin focused on her date.

"Do you like your job? It must get quite spooky working there." She took a sip of her gillywater.

"Oh, yeah. Dark artifacts aren't really my specialty, but I enjoy it. I'd like to go further in the field.. except it's a bit shady of course, so there aren't that many job opportunities."

"Hmm.. that's interesting." Aylin looked straight into his eyes. Greyback's breath caught in his throat. For a moment only he stared straight back into her perfect azure eyes, then she blinked and continued. "Well, I suppose you don't want to know anything about me?"

"Of course I want to know about you!"Where have you been all my life? Greyback wondered how he could have missed someone who so obviously couldn't be from anywhere less than heaven.

"My name is Aylin Vance, I'm one-eighth veela. Twenty years old, same as you. Anything else you wish to know?"

Greyback frowned. He didn't remember seeing her at Hogwarts, and there was no possible way he could have overlooked her. She must have been a foreigner. That would explain everything. Except her lack of an accent.

"Where are you from? I know we didn't go to Hogwarts together."

"I was home-schooled, actually." Aylin began to stir her gillywater with her wand. She seemed intrigued by the whirlpool it created.

"Home-schooled?" The idea was completely foreign to him. Everyone went to Hogwarts. "Why?"

"When I was younger, I had very fragile health. And my parents were always rather overprotective. They just didn't want me to go."

"That's.. too bad. You really missed out." Greyback couldn't imagine a life without Hogwarts. It was a huge part of the wizarding world.

"Well, I don't really know what I've missed, so it isn't that terrible. I've managed without going." Aylin was watching him again. Greyback could hear his heart pounding and wondered if Aylin could. He picked at his fingernails, unwilling to meet her eyes again. He knew what he would be risking if he did. If he dared look into her eyes again, he might just fall in love. And love didn't quite fit into his life.

Before he knew what was happening, however, Aylin lifted his chin to look at her. It was too late now. He couldn't pull his eyes away from hers. At this moment, Fenrir Greyback couldn't help but fall for Aylin Vance.