Why would we deny what we like?…When the attraction is so strong…And we try to hide it…It becomes more intense…More needed…It's like a clouded sky…That announces the incoming storm…You can see it…But there is no stopping it…

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Charlie stares through the windows of Madam Malkin's Robes for all occasions at the teenager looking through a rack of dress robes. After receiving her letter, he waited anxiously for two days to find out when she was going to Diagon Alley. Finally, he got the note Friday night that she will be going on Saturday and it took him a bit to get to Diagon Alley the next morning as he was trying to make sure he looked presentable–and not to mention that his older brother, seeing what he was doing, wanted to come with and he had to get ready. Now he was in front of Madam Malkin's and he was a nervous wreck!

He was about to take a deep breath to relax when Bill slapped his right shoulder, Charlie turning towards him with a glare, which only seemed to make him laugh even more. Turning red with embarrassment, Charlie shoved a hand through his already messy hair and walked towards the entrance with his laughing brother. Entering the store, he ignored Madam Malkin and grinned over to the teen whose bright gray eyes widen with pleasure at the sight of him and rushed over to him with a squeal. Jumping into his arms, Charlie held on to her tightly, bringing her feet up off the ground, kissing her head as having her in his arms felt right.

"I'm so happy to see you again!" Vixen muttered into his neck.

Charlie closed his eyes in content, his arms tightening slightly around her, "It's good to see you too."

He slowly let her go, his hands lingering on her hips but quickly dropped them back to his side as he remembered his brother and Madam Malkin close by. However, Vixen quickly took hold of his left hand, intertwining their fingers, and pulling him as she said over her shoulder, "Come on, I hate shopping! And I desperately need help!"

"That child is impossible to please!" Madam Malkin tells Bill, making Charlie laugh.

Vixen throws a glare at him before pouting and standing by a different rack of clothes from when he saw her through the window, "I hate dressing up–I don't dress up, period!"

Charlie grins and tightened his hold, Vixen's pouting look reaching his gaze, "I'm here, I can help you pick out a dress." letting her hand go, he turns to the rack and frowns down at all the different colors and style of dresses, "Do you know who you're going with to the dance?"

Vixen snorts, looking on the other side of the rack "No, and I doubt I'll find someone I actually like enough to go with."

Charlie hums, frowning at the thought of some other boy going to the dance with the eight years younger teen. The very idea irked him of a teenage boy raging in hormones touching and holding Vixen as they danced, making her do something that she didn't want to do. No, Charlie hated the idea and wished there was some way he can go to that dance himself and watch over her, protect her when she needed it. Or just scare off the boy from going near her ever again!

"I should probably ask Dumbledore if I can chaperone so I can make sure whatever boy you go with doesn't do anything he shouldn't," Charlie turned to see Paxton frowning towards his sister, his hands in his jean pockets.

Vixen rolls her eyes but smiles anyway, "If you do go as a chaperone, I sure as hell don't mind you scaring the shit out of whoever I go with!"

"You are the weirdest teenage girl I have ever met!" Bill exclaims with a shake of his head, "I know if it was Ginny, she would die of mortification if any one of us went as a chaperone and scare off a boy."

Vixen sticks out her tongue at him as Charlie grins and Paxton laughs, before continuing her search for a dress, "I'm the only girl in our family–brothers, uncle, and male cousins–so I grew up rough-housing and wearing pants and shorts instead of stupid dresses." she tells them, shrugging unapologetic.

Charlie sighs and looks around the area of dress robes when one, in particular, caught his eye, hidden slightly in the corner. He walked around his brother and Paxton and over to the corner, pushing a few dress robes to the side to stare at what caught his eye. Grinning, he slightly turned his head to the side so Vixen would hear him, not wanting to leave the dress from his sight in case it disappeared or someone would take it when he looked away.

"I think I found your dress, love."

Charlie felt the teen wrap an arm around his waist as she ducked underneath his left arm. She didn't say anything for a few minutes, which made him nervous, but she finally turned to him with a large smile and went on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck, "You definitely have an eye, my Red-head Dragon Tamer, thank you." she whispered, quickly kissing the corner of his lips.

The second oldest Weasley could feel his entire face become red, even to the tips of his ears, as a cheesy grin appeared on his lips as she fell back flat on her feet. Smiling shyly herself, Vixen bit her lower lip, turning slightly red herself from having given him a kiss so close to his lips. The two parted quickly, however, when two people cleared their throats and turned to see both Paxton and Bill raising an eyebrow at them, their arms crossed with a teasing grin on their lips.

"Well, I do believe alternations are in order!" Madam Malkin said with a clap of her hands before taking her wand out and waving it at the dress, "Come on my dear, get changed, then step onto the pedestal."

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"Do you need anything else?" Paxton asked his sister as they walked out of Scribbulus Writing Instruments, holding on to her purchases.

Vixen shakes her head, eating more of her mint-chocolate ice cream that Charlie bought for her at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. It was also where she had found out where another Horcrux was located and knew that it was a job that was going to take lots of planning, skill, bribing, and Trent to get the hell out. The Horcrux was located inside Gringotts, a place so high in security, spells, and charms with hundreds of vaults that it was ridiculous.

"No, I think I'm good in stocking up," she offered some ice cream for Charlie, who bent down to take some. "Might be best I return to Hogwarts and finish up some homework I have due on Monday."

"I didn't peg you to be the studious type," Bill said with a surprised look.

Paxton snorts, "She's not. It takes her too long to finish her homework!" he grins as Vixen glares deadly over to him, "But she's never been lazy in not doing her homework."

"Besides, Grams was always hard on me doing my homework–No-Maj or magic-wise–as she told me that you would need to be smarter than your enemy," Vixen tells them with a shrug of her shoulders, biting into her cone.

Bill frowns at her words while Charlie raises an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side, which made Vixen laugh and takes a quick picture, grateful that she had her phone in hand. She then hugged him around the waist with a laugh at his surprised look before bringing up her phone again to take another picture of just the two of them. With a grin, Vixen shoved the rest of the cone into her mouth and put away her phone, crunching on the cone.

"Seriously, the weirdest teenage girl I've ever met," Bill mutters, making Paxton laugh, nodding in agreement.

"If you don't mind, can I come with you back to Hogwarts?" Charlie suddenly asked.

Vixen and Bill frown as Paxton raises an eyebrow, "I don't see why not. Dumbledore might question it, though." Paxton tells him.

Charlie grins, "That's fine. I need to speak with him, anyway."

Bill's frown suddenly turned into a grin before he started to laugh, "I'll let mom know that you'll be home late."

The four of them had come to the building that held fireplaces for the floo and Apparition points, Paxton shrinking his sister's purchases before putting them in his pocket for safe travel. Bill bid them farewell as he walked towards the Apparition points while the other three went to the fireplaces, standing behind the few people that were waiting to use the fireplaces. Paxton had gone first, then Vixen, and then Charlie, Dumbledore, and McGonagall smiling in greeting and confusion to see Charlie.

"Mr. Weasley, what a surprise to see you back here," Dumbledore said with a smile.

Charlie smiles in return, shaking his offered hand, "Forgive the intrusion but I was hoping that I can speak with you?"

Dumbledore smiles, "I have a few minutes to spare. But first, Mr. Black, I have a proposition for you concerning one of my house-elf before you leave." Dumbledore tells Paxton.

"Minky!" Vixen cried with a joy of surprise when the female house-elf moved to the side of the headmaster's desk to show herself.

"Hello, miss!" Minky squeaked shyly.

Smiling, Paxton gave Vixen her purchases back, hugging her then kissed her head, "Love you, Aquarius. Be safe."

"Promise. Love you too," Vixen whispered back, smiling up at her brother as he pulled back.

"Do you mind waiting at the bottom of the stairs?" Charlie suddenly asked the younger teen, blushing lightly, "It won't take too long to speak with Dumbledore."

Vixen grinned as a flush started on her cheeks, "Yea, I can wait." she answered quietly, making Paxton roll his eyes.

McGonagall smiled before nodding to Vixen, "I will have one of the house-elf take your purchases to your dormitory."

"I can take them for the miss!" Minky said quickly in joy.

Vixen smiles as she hands them over to the eager house-elf, "Thank you, Minky."

Minky bows and disappeared with a pop before reappearing a second later with a large smile, "All done, miss! And they've been put away for you as well."

Vixen went to say something but stopped before chuckling, knowing that that was how a house-elf worked. "Thank you, Minky," she looked back to Charlie with a shy smile, "I'll see you in a bit in the hallway then."

Charlie grins back with a nod and they all watch as Vixen walks out of the office, looking back at the second oldest Weasley before closing the door. "Love you, hope to see you in a couple of months!" Paxton yelled out to her but didn't get a response.

He rolled his eyes before looking to Charlie and punching him in the arm, "Ow! What the hell is that for?"

"You hurt my sister, I'll do a lot worse than a punch to the arm!"

"As well Minky!" Minky said bravely, gathering everyone's attention. She then shyly pulled back into herself as she stared at the four magical humans, "That is if Minky's new Master permits it." she nodded to Paxton.

He raises an eyebrow and looked to Charlie, "Oh, I'll permit it, all right!"

"I guess there will be no discussion with Mr. Black of taking in Minky, who wishes to serve Miss Black and her family," Dumbledore states, looking to Paxton over his half-moon glasses.

Paxton smiles and kneels to be even with Minky, "If that's what you wish, I don't mind you working for us, Minky."

Minky squeals and jumps in the spot, "Minky does not mind, sir!"

He nods, "Okay, well, you have two choices. You can finish working here at Hogwarts until the end of the school year or you can come home with me now."

"Minky can do both, sir!" she tells him quickly and with wide eyes, "Minky can work here during the day and then Minky's new home at night until the end of the school!"

Paxton nods, "All right but once its night at home, you rest either there or here, understand?"

Minky nods seriously, "Yes sir!"

"Wonderful!" Dumbledore claps his hands together, "How about we sort out Mr. Weasley's question so that we don't keep Miss Black waiting? Then we will do a transfer of masters for Minky."

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–Next day–

Vixen sighs wistfully as she laid across the bench on the Gryffindor Table during lunch Sunday, her head on her brother's lap while he piled his plate with food. She had gone to the library to finish her homework for Monday that morning and finished it by lunch as she hung out with Charlie the rest of the day Saturday. Despite that she was researching for her assignments, her mind was actually on Charlie and what he had asked her the night before.

"What the hell is your deal today?" Harry suddenly asked with a raised eyebrow.

Vixen giggled–actually giggled–that had Harry looking at her weirdly as she sat up and scooted to sit next to him before sighing, "I got a date for the Yule Ball."

Ron choked on his drink as Harry raised an eyebrow and Hermione tilted her head to the side, asking, "I thought you didn't want to go?"

"I don't," she tells them before gathering her own food. "But for this guy, I don't mind it too much."

"At least you're over my brother, Charlie!" Ron muttered as Harry demanded, "Who the hell asked you?"

Vixen grinned, crossing her arms on the table and laying her head on top of them while she continued to smile like an idiot, "Charlie."

"WHAT!?" Ron and Harry yelled with surprised confusion.

Hermione, however, blinked at her in confusion, "How is that possible? He doesn't go to school anymore!"

"He asked the Headmaster if he was able to come to the dance and escort me," Vixen said with a blush covering her entire face as she continued to smile like an idiot. "I said yes when he asked me."

"Bloody hell, why couldn't you like a bloke your own age instead of asking my brother!" Ron grumbled before stuffing his face with food.

"Not my fault that your brother's hot!" Vixen tells him while she grabbed a sandwich, grinning with satisfaction as Ron choked on his food.

"At least it's someone I like and trust to be around you," Harry tells her honestly, seeming to relax at the fact that his sister would be fine at the ball.

"Were you able to find a dress?" Hermione asked curiously.

Vixen nods, "I did. And it was actually Charlie who helped find me the dress, too."

"Why was my brother still home?" Ron questioned, "He should have been back at Romania."

"He wanted to stay for the rest of the Triwizard Tournament," Vixen tells him as she takes a bite of her sandwich. "He had plenty of vacation time so he took them."

Ron looks at her with confusion, "Are you guys seriously telling each other everything?!"

Vixen gives him a look, "Yup–well, not everything." she lowered her voice, "I can't tell him about being a Wiccan witch unless we're married. One of the rules of being a Wiccan."

"Then why did you tell us?" Ron questioned confused.

Hermione was the one to answer him, "Because we're all working to destroy Voldemort. We needed to know."

Vixen nods, finishing up her orange juice before it automatically refilled and a plate of bacon appeared, "Exactly–thank you, Minky! And whether the Elders like it or not, you guys needed to know. I'm already changing Harry's destiny, I don't care about my own."

"What are we going to do about the other four Horcruxes?" Ron asked.

"I think we would need to tackle the one in Diagon Alley first," Vixen tells them with a hum, frowning a bit as she adds bacon onto her sandwich. "I did a locater spells while there and found a Horcrux in Gringotts. We're gonna need to find out all who is a Death Eater and find a way of getting inside without the goblin's finding out."

"That's going to be hard as we need a goblin to open any vault in Gringotts," Hermione tells her seriously.

Vixen nods as she chews her food, "I may have a goblin that owes me big time."

"What about the one at my house?" Harry questioned.

"Maybe do it before the second task begins," Vixen starts, her head tilting in thought. "That's, what? Eight weeks or so?"'

"Yeah, about," Harry tells her.

Vixen exhales, looking at her brother and friends, "We'll do this, Harry and I will go to his house, get the item, then come back to destroy it here. I figured that the two of you would stay here and wait for us to come back, keeping a look out of anyone asking for us."

"Sounds like a plan," Hermione nods her agreement.

"Sirius will be working overtime during the holiday," Harry tells his sister. "Maybe we'll go after the Yule or before since we won't have classes for a week."

"And Trent will know if Sirius is at the house or if he leaves the house," Vixen nods, looking up to see Lyra walking by and smiles. "Hey Lyra, how was study group?"

Lyra shyly walked over to the table, nodding to the others before smiling at Vixen, "It was great and Luna was a big help , and so was Neville with Herbology!"

Vixen grins, "That's good. I promise that next time I won't run off like that again!"

"It's okay," Lyra tells her with a shake of her head. "I just hope everything worked out?"

"It did, thanks."

With another shy smile, Lyra walked to her table to eat, some of the other Slytherin's giving her odd looks and keeping away. Ron frowned at her confusingly, Vixen raising an eyebrow at him to say what he wanted to say, which he did without really thinking about his words.

"Why the hell are you helping a Slytherin?!"

Vixen's face became a restraint of fury, making Ron suddenly realize his mistake and gulped back in fear of what he was about to endure, "Because she is a person who needed help and was a loner within her own House!" she was suddenly on her feet with her hands on the table and leaning towards Ron, who was leaning back with wide eyes, "People like you are the reason there is so much hatred and racism in the world! If you don't shape up soon, you're gonna have some very bad karma!"

"Okay, Vi, I think he gets it," Harry said softly, taking hold of her left arm.

What she didn't notice was that she had activated her ice powers unconsciously and the ice had formed from her hands to Ron's plate, cup, and even his hands that were flat on the table. With one last glare, Vixen pulled away from the table and started stalking towards the entrance, Ron's fearful wide eyes staring after her as the other two merely shook their head at their idiotic friend still frozen amongst the table.

'Vi,' Harry started softly. 'Can you unfreeze Ron?'

Before Vixen disappeared, she waved her left hand above her, the ice disappearing and Ron sighing with relief that he was free, "Bloody hell, what did I ever do to her!?"

Both Harry and Hermione glared at him incredulously, before shaking their head at their hopeless and clueless friend. He continued to question them but the two felt that it was useless to explain something to someone who was unwillingly to change, even when that change was to be for good. Ron continued to complain as he stuffed his face with his food, the other two ignored him as they tried to figure out how to get to the other Horcruxes before the start of the third task that was scheduled towards the end of the school year.