I've made a big mistake! I totally forgot to upload this part where she see's Vincent again. It's really, really good! I'm sorry about that. I hope you'll enjoy.

Rubbing her face in face in frustration, this was something that she had to grow out of. She couldn't be violent any more, she had to be better then her even if it mean making herself look bad. A pang of emotions was hitting her even more, tempted to cry but holding herself steady and proud. She inhaled then exhaled out shortly. Shaking her head, 'Get a hold of yourself. It's Hogsmeade, just enjoy it. Forget about her.' she thought as she walked off.

Not realizing where she was going, she let her feet do the work while her mind drifted on something else. Trying to decide what to get for her brothers for Christmas. Still she couldn't budge that feeling, it was still there, she really was the loneliest girl. Charlie rolled her eyes, while she thought about it more and more.

Then she ended up in the one place where she wasn't expecting, "Vincent?" she said.

Charlie cautiously entered the store, realizing that no one was in there, the seats were empty and it was dead. "Vincent?" she called out in a sheepish voice, still there was no answer. Walking to the nearest door, she opened it but no one was there, "Vincent!" she called out again. It was as if he left the door unlocked with no one there. Charlie was getting an eerie feeling of being in there, "Vincent." she quietly said hoping he was there. It was certain that no one was from the silence.

Suddenly someone from behind said, "So what's the count?" quickly she turned around, it was Vincent who was standing behind her. It was as if he appeared out of thin air. Charlie gave a short scream as she turned around to face him.

Vincent quickly shushed her, "Quiet! It's just me! You don't want everyone to know you're here?" he told her.

"Don't do that!"

"Do what?"

"You scared me to death! I thought no one was here!" she started yelling at him as he started to laugh.

"Do you always do that to other people?" she asked him as she clutched her chest to calm herself down. Vincent just shook his head, "Only to you. Besides, I don't want anyone to know you're here." smiling as he looked around the shop.

Shaking her head at him, "Why is that? Am I not allowed here?" she said in a worried tone. "No, you're fine here! I just don't want anyone to know you're here besides, it's just you and me." Vincent answered as he gave a cheeky grin.

Charlie averted her eyes, pretending she didn't hear him say that. "How did you know it was me?" she asked him, "I can smell you. Now what's the count?" he asked her again. Charlie was puzzled by the question, "The count?" she asked him, "The dead body count?" Charlie was shocked by what he had asked, "The body count for what?" Vincent's face turned from happy to serious, "Of boys who dropped to your feet." he answered dully but with a hint of sarcasm.

Charlie rolled her eyes, "Now you're just being modest! Nobody fell to the ground!" she told him. Vincent once again smiled at her and Charlie blushed a bit, "Sorry, I just wanted to know what damaged you caused over the few months, especially . . . " he now peered down at her, noticing that she was wearing glasses, "those glasses! My, my, you look even more beautiful with them godforsaken things."

Approaching her with a certain gentlemen manner, "May I?" he asked her as he lifted his hands up. Charlie wasn't sure what permission he was asking for, but she just nodded.

Placing his hands on her face to get a better look at her. Charlie was surprised to find him doing this, his cold hands touched her face but it was rather gentle. Lifting her face up to look at her, he moved her face from left to right in a cautious manner, as if he didn't want to provoke her. "Well, um, nothing really happened." she said trying not to stutter as she touched her face.

Vincent was certainly working his charm, apparently Charlie wasn't moving away as she would of if it was any other person. Vincent's deep dark green eyes looked into her then chuckled, "I must say, I wish you wouldn't tease me like that." in teasing manner he gave a small punch on her cheek. "Let me take your things!" he told her, as she slowly took of her coat, unwrapping her scarf and taking off her beanie she smiled as she handed it to him.

"What happened there?" he asked her as he spotted the scars and the scabs from her neck. Charlie shook her head, "It's a long story." she said in a dreaded tone. Vincent cocked his eyebrow, "I'm listening," leaning in closer.

Charlie was reluctant to share her story and Vincent could see it. Her stomach was filled with butterflies, when he continued to stare at her. Vincent quickly changed the subject as he placed her coat on the coat racket along with her other items, "So where's my little cousin? Or should I say, your partner in crime?"

Charlie scoffed, "She's with a boy having a few butterbeers. I left her alone so she could spend quality time with him-" she stopped when she realized he wore a look of disappointment, "Hey, hey, hey! Now, don't act like a big brother and interrogate the boy! Trust me, I've done that part! I know who he is and she wouldn't go any further then she would want it to go. Faye is smart!" But Vincent was quick to add on, "But quite fickle!"

"Oh,"

"Don't you agree?"

"Okay, you've got a point. But it's going to be fine! Besides, she's doesn't like him like that . . . at least not yet."

"Fine then Charlie, I'm holding it against you if anything should happened."

"Fine! I'll take full responsibility."

"And if things go wrong, it's your life I will take first, then his." in a serious tone.

"Fine then take my life." she responded in a dull tone, 'As if he would really do that.' she thought to herself. Vincent looked back at her with serious eyes, "What makes you think I wont?" he asked her.

Charlie first was stunned, she wasn't sure if he was reading her mind or if he was just replying back at her comment. 'Because I won't let you!' she quickly thought. But Vincent once again surprised her, "I will do it. Would you like me to demonstrate?" walking up to her. Taking a quick step back she realized that, 'You can read my mind!' she thought to herself. Vincent who was still coming close, stopped and gave a piercing look with his eyes, 'That and so much more Charlie. So you better be careful with what you think!' Charlie stood there stunned while her eyes blinked dumbly, 'And I thought Cedric was weird when he can hear my ankles click.' Vincent now gave a sturdy smile, "He was lying." he told her.

"You did it again!" she hollered at him.

"It's not your ankles he hears, it's your smell!"

"My smell?" she sniffed her shirt then her arm pit, "Do I smell that bad? I can't smell a thing!"

"You can't! But men can. Though I'm surprised that this, so called, Cedric can smell you that well. He'd had to have some sort of-"

"Super powers!" Charlie said in a thoughtful tone

"No, more like a talent that you have to receive."

"What kind of talent?"

"Maybe a spell that someone puts upon himself or herself or he or she is born with it. Or it would be a natural thing."

"How would it work? Besides, how would you know who the person is?"

"Here's an example, I knew you were going to come in when I could smell you get out of the Prancing ponies. It was that distinct smell you left when you first entered here, you left a scent that was quite alluring."

"But the Prancing ponies was three blocks down, you couldn't smell me from that far? Besides, it's not that 'alluring'!" she copied his tone. She amused Vincent; "You'd be surprised! You leave a scent that even men would go wild for, that's if all men could smell you," he told her. "It's a big tease!"

"A tease?" Charlie scoffed at the word, "I highly doubt that. Besides I couldn't even do it if I tried." Vincent of course had something to say to that, "You see, that's just it! The more you try to not to capture attention to yourself, the more people will stare."

Charlie nodded in agreement, "Okay, you win on that but what I want to know is how you can smell and read minds?" she was now interrogating him. Vincent chuckled as he stared at her, "I have mad skills." he said in a cheesy tone. Rolling her eyes while walking away from him, "Mad skills!" she scoffed at the idea. "Seriously, how did you do it?" Charlie was not willing to back down on the subject.

Still Vincent wasn't willing to say, he stood there in silence as Charlie stared at him, " I would think that with senses like those you need to have some really good potions for that. But they would usually have a side effect, so that's a no. Since you're not turning into a weird animal or you haven't grown an extra finger." she was rambling on while Vincent coolly crossed his arms. "The only other thing I can think of is, it would be a natural thing. Like you had said! Either Cedric is part wolf because he can smell me, but I highly doubt that; since he is not hairy enough. And you'd have to be a vampire since you have both sens . . . es " she slowly said as she started to put it together. Vincent turned away from her.

Charlie could feel the hairs on the back rising, a small shiver down her spine and she wanted to run. However, she stayed where she was. Though Vincent was in a calm state, "I think I've got something for those scars on your neck. Come on over and sit."

He watched as Charlie walked out, while Ann clinged on to him. Feeling like a trapped dog on Ann's leash, he pulled her away. Ann took an offense to this, "What?" she hollered at him, Cedric shook his head, "I'm not your boyfriend for you to cling on!" he said in an uneven tone. It was obvious that he was disappointed in Ann, but Ann wasn't willing to notice, "But you are a good friend to me! Friends can hug each other if they want to."

"Did you really have to do that?" Cedric asked her.

"Do what? Charlie and I were having a nice, simple conversation." she said in a sweet tone.

"Can you just stop-" trying to plead with her without being angry.

"Stop what Cedric? I didn't do anything wrong." she said as she leaned in and wrapped her arm around his, leaning her head on his shoulder. Cedric knew she was ignoring the situation that had happened by acting sweet and stupid. Shaking his head he politely pulled his arm away from her and took a step back, "Let's get one thing straight here, I'm you colleague, your classmate, and an acquaintance, nothing more." he told her in the most polite way that he could say. Ann just smiled at him and giggled, "Oh come on Cedric! We've known each other long enough to be a little more then that." telling him while fluttering her eyes.

Cedric knew she was not catching the hint at all, "You really don't get it do you?" he asked her. Ann quickly tried to change the subject, "Our butterbeers are getting cold, let's go back!" she said as she grabbed his hand and tried to tug him back. But Cedric wouldn't be swayed, staying where he was, letting go of her hands.

"I've been friend with Charlie longer then you," he started to explain as Ann stood there struck, she was now listening, "Just because Charlie and I are not talking as much as we used to doesn't mean we're not friends. It's just that we have some differences that we're still working on. And you," he stopped to breath, it was going to be hell to pay after this, but it was necessary. "You seem to want us apart! Which I will not allow." he told her as he kept his gentlemen composure. "I'm sorry if I led you to think that we were going out. In truth I wasn't in my right mind . . . literally! I'm sorry Ann. I really am. I didn't even know what I was doing half the time."

Ann's face looked as if she was ready to break, Cedric could see it. "I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. But even you haven't been at your best! Hell I'll admit Charlie hasn't been any better but there's more to her that you don't know."

Ann now wore a look of disgust, "Are you dumping me?" she said to him as she scoffed at him. "I'm not dumping you at all because we weren't going out in the first place. I'm just saying . . ." he stopped again to think of what he was really doing. "I'm setting myself up for a mess that I'm willing to clean up." Cedric said with confidence.

Suddenly Faye and George stopped him when he was outside, when they almost collided. They both stared at him as if they knew what had happened in there, even though they were outside. Cedric looked at them, "What?" he said in an irritated tone, "I'm guessing you heard what happened?" he said to them.

Faye shook her head, "Not really. But he did." she pointed at George, "He was just telling me the information second hand." she said. George grinned at him, as he took out something from his pocket, "It's our extendable ears." telling him as he showed it to him. Cedric didn't seem to care, he was too busy looking over their shoulders, and "Do you know which way Charlie went" he asked them. Faye and George shook their heads, "No. But my best bet is that she went that way." George said as he pointed behind him.

Cedric quickly inhaled in irritation, then stopped when he realized something. Smelling the air, he knew the familiar scent. "Thanks anyways." he said as he ran.

"Oi Cedric!" George hollered before he was out of sight. Cedric turned around, as he saw something being tossed at him from George. Catching it, he saw that it was the devise that George used to hear the conversation. "You may never know when you'll need It." he said. Cedric nodded and turned to run, as he continues to follow the familiar scent.

Quickly walking while passing students, Cedric was following the scent. Then he stopped in front of a shop where the smell lingered for a while and then it became strong. Cedric could see her from the window inside but with a man, he ducked quickly so that the man wouldn't see him.

Taking a quick glimpse to see if Charlie was still there, he quickly leaned on the wall. Trying to find a place another window to look in to, he went around the corner to another window. Luckily no one was around to see what Cedric was doing.

Finally he had a good view of what Charlie and the stranger was doing, they were talking and laughing. Charlie looked like she was enjoying herself, along with the stranger. Cedric took a good look at the man, realizing that he was handsome, something the Charlie would notice about him; his smile made Charlie blush from what he could see, 'Are you serious Charlie?' thinking to himself in a disgusted tone. Just then he saw that he was coming near her, Charlie stood frozen, making Cedric tense, 'What is he doing?' he thought to himself, "What are they even talking about?" he whispered to himself.

Just then he dug into his pockets for the extended ears that the Weasley's gave to him, 'Good thing he gave me this.' he thought as he slowly opened the window to place the ear, able to hear them as if he was in there.

He caught the conversation on mid-sentence, "-it would be a natural thing. Like you had said. Either Cedric is part wolf because he can smell me, but I highly doubt that; since he is not hairy enough. And you'd have to be a vampire since you have both sens . . . es " Charlie said, when he saw the man walk away with a coy smile on his face.

The look on Charlie's face made him worried, Cedric wasn't sure what they were talking about but it was enough to get him involved. "I think I've got something for those scars on your neck. Come on over and sit." he heard the stranger say to Charlie in calm tone.