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10:00 a.m. Dining Hall, Hogwarts (Sunday)

Vixen had left Draco in the hallway and made her way into the dining hall. She stood in the doorway, scanning the Gryffindor table to see if her friends had woke up yet. She didn't see them, so she decided to go sit at the table alone. She sat down and rested her hand on her face. She perked up realizing it didn't hurt to touch her face.

Vixen quickly picked up a silver plate and held it in front of her face. Her bruise was now gone and her face had returned to normal. She smiled a toothy grin at her reflection until someone spoke, passing behind her.

"Vanity is never a good quality," Jacob said smirking at her, before sitting next to her at the table. Vixen put the plate down and looked at him, annoyed.

"Did you need something?" she asked. He laughed.

"Just trying to get some one on one muggle time in. You're the only one I actually like being around," he told her. Vixen raised an eyebrow.

"I haven't even met any of the other guys," she admitted looking around the room to try and spot one of the 13 other muggles.

"Well like I said, they aren't as interesting as you are. I'm surprised your tag along isn't here to pounce on me for talking to you this time," Jake told her.

"Tag along?" Vixen asked, confused. He shrugged.

"You know, your boy. Blondie McGee," he said touching the tips of his dark hair. Vixen rolled her eyes.

"His name is Draco. Draco Malfoy, to be exact. And he isn't my boy!" Vixen said crossing her arms over her chest. Jake smiled.

"I like that last part," he said scooting closer to her until his thigh rested against hers. Vixen stood up from her seat.

"I'm not sure what you think is going on between you and I, kid, but I am not interested," she said pointing a finger at him. She watched his face grow cold.

"Oh, Vixen. You're so oblivious to everything, aren't you?" he said standing up as well.

"Excuse me?" she angrily shot at him.

"You and I have something between us, alright. You'll see that in time. Trust me, once you let your guard down, you'll remember," he said placing his hand under her chin. Vixen smacked his hand away.

"Okay, your little cryptic speech is not helping you out with me. And don't put your hands on me, got it?" she said, her face angry.

The two directed their attention to the doors of the hall flying open. Harry, Ron and Hermione had run into he room in a panic. The three scanned the room in different directions, until Hermione spotted Vixen.

"There you are!" she yelled. The three ran over to her, Hermione hugging her tight.

"Uhm...hey?" Vixen said confused.

"You are in SO much trouble!" Ron yelled. Vixen looked at him.

"For what?" she asked. Jake quietly exited from the area.

"You just left! No warning, not even a note! We have been worried sick about you!" Ron replied, still yelling.

"Sorry?" Vixen said, unsure of what was going on still.

"Bloody teenagers! Can't even write a note these days," Ron said complaining. Harry put a hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down, Ron. You can decide on the terms of her grounding later," Harry joked.

"Vixen, we thought something happened to you," Hermione confessed.

"Well, I'm not sure what could happen to me to freak you all out so much, but my bad for leaving without warning. But I'm perfectly fine, and you all found me. So let's eat breakfast and then go study, Hermione," Vixen said sitting down at the table.

10:13 a.m. Dining Hall, Slytherin Table, Hogwarts (Sunday)

Draco entered the hall shortly after the golden trio had burst through the doors. He watched them talk to Vixen before sitting down to eat from the Slytherin table. Draco jumped lightly when someone sat beside him. He turned to see Pansy sitting beside him, smiling.

"Hello, love," she said grabbing onto his arm. Draco shook her off and rolled his eyes.

"Don't call me that, Pansy," he told her. She frowned slightly.

"So, did your muggle find you and your father this morning?" she asked smiling. Draco

clenched his jaw and turned toward her quickly.

"What are you talking about?" he angrily asked, his voice no louder than a whisper.

"She and I had a little chat this morning. I told her about Lucius and how he was going to be my father-in-law when you and I get married," she whispered, giggling at the end of the sentence.

"You and I are NEVER going to get married. Get that thought out of your head now, Pansy. We aren't even together anymore!" he replied. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"You and I are perfect for each other, Draco. You know that. We are above everyone. We hate the same people and we torture them all," she said angrily.

"Maybe we were compatible before, Pansy. But we were never perfect, and I'm not the same little boy I used to be. I don't need to torture anyone anymore," he told her. He directed his attention back to Vixen who was laughing at the Gryffindor table.

"Fine! But don't come slithering back to me when I upgrade and you're alone," Pansy warned leaving the table. Draco scoffed at her comment.

He continued to watch Vixen. Her teeth were very white and straight and her skin was glowing today. He watched her hair fall around her face and onto her shoulders. His heart leaped into his throat when she looked at him. He wasn't sure what to do.

"Do I look away? No, she already noticed me looking at her. But if I just stare at her she may think I'm strange. Ugh, what do I do?" Draco thought nervously.

"Hi," he said out loud. Vixen gave him a confused look before smiling and looking away from him.

"Aw bloody hell!" Draco yelled to himself. A few Slytherin's looked at him confused.

"Uhhh...this is orange juice. Not apple," he said trying to get them to stop looking at him. It worked and he smirked to himself.

He shook his head and placed a hand on his neck. He was always able to talk to women.

He never got nervous around any of them like he just did. Draco exhaled heavily when he realized what he had been feeling all along when he was around Vixen.

"Shit. I'm in love," he thought.

10:33 a.m. Dining Hall, Gryffindor Table, Hogwarts (Sunday)

"Ready to go hit the books, Hermione?" Vixen asked her friend, smiling.

"Absolutely, let's go," Hermione said standing up. The girls said their goodbyes to Ron and Harry and left the room.

The two girls linked arms and walked through the stone hallway. They were discussing breakfast and joking with one another until Pansy Parkinson stopped in front of them. Hermione's smile faded and Vixen smirked.

"Need something, Pansy?" Vixen asked nicely. Pansy glared at her.

"How dare you speak to me you filth!" she angrily yelled.

"Don't you speak to her like that Pansy!" Hermione said defending Vixen. Vixen raised an eyebrow, surprised at her.

"Nobody is talking to you, Mudblood," Pansy sneered. Vixen saw Hermione tense up and her bottom lip quiver.

"Hey, chill out. What's the problem here?" Vixen asked stepping in front of Hermione protectively.

"You are the problem here! You're ruining everything!" Pansy shrieked, stomping her foot. Vixen rolled her eyes at the child like behavior.

"Could you elaborate?" Vixen asked obviously becoming annoyed.

"With Draco and I! You're tearing us apart you little...oh you...you..," Pansy stuttered trying to think of the appropriate word to insult Vixen with. Vixen smiled.

"Vixen?" she asked Pansy. Pansy's face turned red.

"You're not funny! Besides, I was going to say whore," she pointed out. Vixen clenched her teeth together.

"Listen here you pug faced, bowl cut little..," Vixen was cut off by Hermione grabbing onto her arm, pulling her back lightly.

"Let it go, Vix. She isn't worth it," Hermione whispered. Vixen sighed angrily.

The two girls pushed past Pansy, leaving her alone in the hallway. Vixen let out angry groans and pulled at her hair out of frustration. Hermione stayed silent. They entered the Gryffindor Common Room and Vixen erupted.

"Where does she get off! Just this morning she gave me advice about Lucius, and now I'm a whore!" Vixen shouted. Hermione jerked her head up.

"Lucius? Lucius Malfoy?" Hermione anxiously asked. Vixen nodded.

"Vixen, tell me everything!" she said sitting next to her friend on the couch.

Vixen gave Hermione the entire story, not leaving out any details. Hermione did not seem pleased. After Vixen had finished, Hermione placed her fingers to her temples, sighing heavily.

"Vixen, Lucius Malfoy is a death eater. He kills muggles and even non-purebloods. He has a lot of money and can easily get off of the hook. You can't be around him anymore. You put your life in danger this morning," Hermione explained trying to keep her voice calm.

"But Draco was there. He wouldn't let anything happen," Vixen said believing her words.

"Vixen, Draco is a death eater too. He would not have helped you. I'm sorry that he has persuaded you to think otherwise," she said placing a hand on Vixen's knee.

"But he didn't tell his father who I really was," Vixen replied.

"Vixen...Draco probably wants to kill you. You two don't really see eye to eye," she replied. Vixen sat up straight.

"You really think so?" she asked, a hint of fear in her voice.

"I do. But, just be careful around him, okay?" was all she said. Vixen nodded slowly, trying to process this in her mind.

"Well...let's get to those flash cards!" Hermione said happily. Vixen smiled and nodded.

1:30 p.m. Hallway, Hogwarts (Sunday)

Jake had been spending time with Neville, and he wasn't very impressed. He went back to the Gryffindor common room with him, but stopped when he noticed Vixen in the living quarters. He excused himself from Neville and left the room to walk through the castle corridors again.

"Hello there, muggle," Pansy said from behind him. Jake turned with one eyebrow raised.

"Pansy, right?" he asked.

"Right, and you're Jacob correct?" she asked. He nodded.

"I've been watching you, Jake," she confessed crossing her arms.

"Isn't that your assignment?" he asked smiling.

"I'm not a fan of jokes. Now, I hear you want that muggle girl, Vixen, all to yourself. Correct?" she asked a smile creeping onto her pale face. Jake became serious.

"C'mon Jacob. You can trust me," Pansy said walking toward him. He remained still.

"If I do want that, then what?" he asked. Pansy smiled a toothy grin at him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I can help you there," she whispered. Jake shrugged her hand off of him.

"Why would you help me?" he asked.

"Because I want Draco. But I need her out of the picture first. So, partners?" she asked. Jake hesitated.

"Okay, fine. What did you have in mind?" he asked, accepting her proposal.

Pansy smiled an evil smile and let out a small chuckle.

11:14 p.m. Gryffindor Common Room, Hogwarts (Sunday)

Vixen had spent the entire day helping Hermione prepare for her Divination exam. They used memorization techniques, flash cards, repetition, the works. Vixen managed to learn as much as Hermione just from helping her study, and took an interest in the material.

Hermione had gone to bed nearly an hour ago, leaving Vixen lying awake on the sofa.

She was genuinely tired, but her mind would not stop wandering. She thought mostly of Draco Malfoy. She wasn't quite sure about him. On one hand, he was very rude and fit Hermione's description of him very well. But on the other hand, he acted differently around Vixen than he did around everyone else.

Vixen let out a sigh of frustration before sitting up on the couch. She threw her blanket to the floor and stood up, stretching her arms above her head. She smoothed her black yoga pants with her palms and grabbed a gray pull over hoodie from the chair next to her. She quickly pulled it on over her green tank top and headed for the door.

11:26 p.m. Slytherin Common Room, Hogwarts (Sunday)

Tonight was the first night that Draco had dreamt about Vixen Charm. He sat up quickly in his bed, sweat dripping off of his face and breathing heavily. He ran a hand over his face and sighed. His dream wasn't inappropriate in content, but inappropriate due to her being present in it at all.

Draco had just caught the snitch in the biggest Quidditch match of his life against Gryffindor. As he held the golden ball in his fist, he had been embraced by Vixen once he had landed on the ground. The crowd was cheering, and he released the snitch, grabbing onto Vixen with both hands. Then, he swiftly grabbed her head lightly and pulled her lips onto his. This was when he woke up alone in his bed.

Draco climbed out of his bed, slowly walking toward the window. He placed both hands on the sill, and let his head fall downward. He steadied his breathing, and then looked out of the window. He stopped breathing when he saw her.

Vixen was walking around the courtyard, her hands in the pocket of her hoodie. Draco watched her silently. He sat quietly, mentally debating on whether he should go to her or not. If he did go, he would be compromising his plan. But hadn't he already done that by falling in love with her?

Quickly, Draco pulled on a black hoodie and a pair of jeans. He grabbed his Prefect badge and left the room.

11:41 p.m. Courtyard, Hogwarts (Sunday)

Vixen sat on the edge of the fountain in the courtyard, looking into the water. She saw herself in the rippling water sitting below the night sky. She directed her attention to the

sky seeing the bright stars and the small crescent moon.

"I really need you right now," she said out loud, referring to her deceased mother.

"Wish granted," Draco replied walking toward her, a smirk plastered on his face. Vixen stood up, a hint of fear showing in her expression. Draco stopped advancing.

"I was just kidding," he said noticing her expression. Vixen raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you out here?" she asked, her voice quivering. Draco became confused.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked her.

"Answer the question!" she yelled narrowing her eyes. Draco furrowed his brows.

"I saw you out here and figured-" he was cut off by Vixen interrupting.

"You were watching me? Why? I'm not yours this week," she shot at him. Draco turned

his head slightly.

"Vixen, calm down," he urged taking a step forward. She took one step back.

"Don't you tell me what to do! You don't own me!" she yelled, tears forming in her eyes. Draco was more confused than before.

"Why are you acting like this?" he screamed back.

"How else should I act? Like you said, I can't trust you," she pointed out.

"I said you shouldn't trust me. I never said you can't," he replied. Vixen slid her hand over her cheeks where tears had fallen onto them.

She began to walk quickly toward him. She was going to return to the Gryffindor common room and stay away from him for the rest of her time at Hogwarts. She was actually afraid of him now. She was now right beside him and Draco knew he had to stop her.

In one swift motion, he reached out and grabbed her by the waist. He turned her to face him and placed one hand on the side of her face. Before she had a chance to respond, he pressed his lips onto hers.