Note: The only characters I own are the Muggles of this story. The story concept is also mine. Everything Harry Potter related such as spells, characters and places belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. Just making that clear once again. Now, enjoy!

Chapter 34

10:02 p.m., Courtyard, Hogwarts(Monday)

Vixen sat quietly with Draco's head rested against hers as she let her mind wander. She continued to try and find a way out of this terrible situation. Rather than accomplishing this goal she started to think about all of the other Muggles that were going to be killed.

She thought of Matthew first. A real southern gentleman with big goals. How could anyone hate him enough to literally want to kill him? She then thought of Stevie. He was so clumsy and nervous, there was no way he could handle news such as this. The last muggle that she thought of was Jacob. He was indeed the most cocky and intense muggle of the bunch but Vixen had to admit that even he couldn't frighten the Slytherin students to the point of calling off their attack.

Vixen stopped herself momentarily when she started to link a few things together. Yes, yes Jacob was intense. So intense that he had Vixen convinced that he was a werewolf. That was it. That was her way out of this. Vixen stood up quickly from the stone bench, her head hitting Draco rather hard in the jaw as she did so.

"Draco, I've got it," she said in an excited tone. Draco rubbed his jaw and raised an eyebrow at her.

"What?" he asked confused.

"The werewolf," she simply told him. Draco looked around the Courtyard.

"Where?" he asked nervously as he scanned the area.

"No, it's not here. I mean that the werewolf is the key," Vixen explained. Draco still didn't get what she was implying.

"The key to what exactly?" he asked. Vixen sighed to herself.

"The key to getting us out of this mess. Nobody knows who the werewolf is, right? So who is to say that it isn't Vixen Charm?" she elaborated with a smile crossing her lips. Draco let the idea sink in.

"I don't think that you could convince the Slytherin House that you're a blood thirsty beast," he told her.

"True, which is why you're going to help me. I believe that the full moon is this Thursday night. That would mean as a werewolf I would be forced to shift. Now who would protect the Slytherin students if I were to attack them?" she continued.

"Vixen, you're not a werewolf. You wouldn't be able to attack them," Draco pointed out.

"Yes but they don't know that. We need to announce to them that I am this werewolf and that if they want me to spare their lives, then they need to spare the lives of the muggles. I know what you're thinking, how would I know about the plan to destroy the muggles? Super hearing. You'll discuss it with a fellow Slytherin and I'll "hear" it. If there is anything I have learned from being in the Slytherin House it's that those kids will do anything to save themselves," Vixen told Draco. He started to take interest in this plan.

"I can do that. So we have covered hearing. We need to cover smell as well. If you start faking werewolf like abilities the Slytherin's will be easily convinced. You can blame the sudden outburst of your enhancements on the full moon," Draco told her. Vixen nodded.

"We have Potions tomorrow. It won't be hard to get Ron to mess up and cause an explosion. I'll "smell" the concoction going awry before it explodes," she said.

"Good plan. Vixen, I think we can pull this off. I'll just need to get you home before The Dark Lord finds out you are still here," he told her. Vixen smiled.

"Sounds like a plan," she said as she extended her hand out toward Draco. He shook it happily as they made a pact.

"Oh, and Draco?" Vixen said as she kept his hand in hers.

"Yes?" he asked. Vixen pulled him closer to her and kneed him swiftly in the groin.

"Don't you ever plan to kill me again," she warned as she dropped his hand and he doubled over in pain. He let out sobs and groans on the ground.

"N-n-no p-p-problem," he spit out as he held onto himself. Vixen waited for Draco to regain his composure before the two re-entered Hogwarts.

They walked quietly but swiftly through the corridors making sure to stay in the shadows. Draco was without his Prefect badge and would not be able to get them out of a curfew situation. Vixen stopped as they passed a frozen Hannah Abbott who was lying on the floor.

"Why are you stopping?" Draco whispered as he walked back to her. Vixen pointed to Hannah.

"You should fix her," Vixen whispered. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Relashio," Draco said as he pointed his wand at Hannah. Vixen and Draco continued on to the Slytherin House as Hannah started to come to.

3:00 p.m., Potions Classroom, Hogwarts(Tuesday)

Vixen sat next to Draco and waited for the other students to enter the classroom. She waited for Ron and Harry to enter the room and gave them a quick wave which they both returned. When they took their seats at their table she smiled to herself.

"Hey, she's in my seat," Goyle complained as he stood behind Vixen.

"Then pull up another one," Draco angrily shot back. Goyle cowered down and did as he was told.

"I assume you all remembered that you will be making a potion today," Snape casually stated as he entered the room without so much as a hello or good afternoon. Vixen sneered at the grown mans back as he made his way to the front of the room.

A few students responded with a "yes" while others who obviously had forgotten about the assignment groaned. Snape crossed his arms over his chest as he peered down at an open book on his desk. Vixen watched him carefully and waited for him to speak again.

"Partner up and get started. Page 498 is your guide," he simply stated before sitting down. Vixen smiled once again to herself as she looked to Ron who was flipping through his book.

Goyle was partnered with Draco which worked perfectly for her plan. Draco was unaware of what she had been planning which worked to her advantage. She slid off of her stool and walked over to Goyle on the other side of the table. Draco watched her with one eyebrow raised.

"Say Goyle, I overheard Blaise telling a second year that you can't even create a paper bird yet. Is that true?" Vixen asked. Draco smirked.

"Zabini said that? Of course it's not true!" Goyle defended. Vixen was getting under his skin exactly as planned.

"Are you sure? Blaise sounded pretty positive that you couldn't when he was telling people that," she added.

"People?" Goyle asked. Vixen nodded.

"Oh yeah, nearly half of the Slytherin House thinks you can't do it. Maybe you ought to prove them wrong," she taunted. Goyle nodded angrily as his face turned red.

"Yeah, yeah I think I ought to," Goyle stated before creating a paper bird. He sent it into the air and Vixen smiled to herself.

"Fire," Vixen mouthed across the table to Draco. He nodded and aimed his wand at the flying bird.

"Incendio," Draco whispered. A flame shot out of his wand and ignited the paper bird.

The entire class became captivated by the sight which gave Vixen the perfect opportunity to walk over to Harry and Ron's table. As they were both looking at the flaming bird Vixen flipped the page in Ron's Potion's book. She then made her way back to her original seat and waited while Snape extinguished the bird with a counter spell.

"Enough with the tom foolery! Get back to your Potions," Snape angrily yelled. Vixen sat quietly as she watched Ron begin adding the wrong ingredients into the Potion.

"Does anyone smell that?" Vixen announced loudly as she sniffed the air. The class turned to her along with Snape.

"It smells like…like something is burning," she added as she continued to sniff the air. Draco watched her with a smirk on his face.

"Oh no. Harry, Ron, your potion is going to explode again!" she yelled as she pointed to their cauldron. The two boys looked into the cauldron.

"No, it looks fine Vixen," Ron said. Harry gripped his shoulder.

"Not anymore it doesn't!" Harry replied as he pulled Ron away from the table. Seconds later the potion shot straight into the air and landed on the floor and over both of them.

"Sorry boys," Vixen mentally apologized as they tried to wipe the sludge off of themselves.

"Potter, Weasley, again you will be cleaning my classroom," Snape angrily told them. They nodded in understanding.

"Brilliant," Draco whispered as he leaned over toward Vixen. She smiled at him.

"Did she say she could smell that?" one girl whispered to her partner.

"Some nose she has," another boy added.

Vixen smiled to herself as she realized her plan was working thus far. Now all she had to do was continue to fake werewolf behavior and she and the other muggles would be in the clear. She crossed her arms over her chest and watched Goyle and Draco work on their potion.

6:10 p.m., Dinning Hall, Slytherin Table, Hogwarts(Tuesday)

Vixen and Draco sat at the far end of the Slytherin table far away from the other students. The other Slytherin students were filled with chatter about Vixen's strange outburst in Potions. Draco and Vixen smiled as they listened to the different conversations.

"What you did today was impressive. But that alone will not convince them," Draco said as he nodded his head in the direction of the other Slytherin's.

"I know," she replied with a slight sigh. Food appeared on the table and Vixen got an idea.

She stood up and stretched across the table with her dinner plate in her hand. She stabbed three large steaks and placed them onto her plate. Her stomach turned as she visualized what she was about to do. She sat back down in her seat and grabbed a steak with both of her hands.

She started gnawing at the meat in an animalistic fashion. She ripped shreds of meat off and started chewing rather obnoxiously. Draco grimaced at the sight of her. As she started biting into her steak again she made sure to include several snorting noises and some slight growls.

She looked out of the corner of her eyes to see that she had caught the attention of the table. She could only imagine how barbaric she must have looked. This must have been how Ron felt during every meal. She dropped the mangled steak onto her plate as a mixture of meat juice and saliva ran down her chin. She looked toward the staring Slytherin's.

"Sorry. Just craving meat like crazy today," she said to them. Some grimaced before looking away while others continued to stare at her.

"You look disgusting," Draco informed her. Vixen shrugged.

"Whatever it takes to get the job done," she replied. He nodded.

"What on Earth is she doing?" Jacob whispered to Pansy at the opposite end of the Slytherin Table. She shook her head from left to right.

"I'm not sure. She's been acting absolutely batty all day," Pansy replied as her eyes remained on Vixen. Jacob let out a deep breath.

"There's something odd going on. Do you think Blondie told her?" Jacob asked.

"I'm not sure. I wouldn't doubt that he did but she seems rather calm about it if that is the case," she pointed out. Jacob nodded.

"Still, she is definitely up to something," Jacob said as he placed a hand to his chin.

Vixen looked around the table and sighed a mental sigh of relief when most of the students returned to their meals and conversations. Draco was barely eating tonight she had noticed. She assumed he was still harboring the guilt of causing this mess.

"He should feel guilty," Vixen thought as she observed him plucking grapes off of their stems and dropping them carelessly onto his plate.

"You do remember that we have detention tonight, right?" Draco calmly stated. Vixen groaned.

"I do now," she replied. Draco nodded.

"Yeah at 8 o'clock. We have nearly an hour and a half to kill," he told her. She picked a grape off of his plate.

"Then we better start killing it," she replied before throwing the tiny green grape into her mouth. Draco nodded and the two got up from their seats.

As they started to walk by the Slytherin Table Vixen stopped and started coughing. Many looked in her direction and she snarled at them. Draco smiled at the sight of Vixen with her lips curled back and her teeth exposed. His smile widened when he noticed how frightened many of the students were. Vixen regained her composure and the two continued out of the hall.

"You're right, something is up with them," Pansy said to Jacob as she nodded.

"The only question is, what?" Jacob added.

7:45 p.m., Slytherin Common Room, Hogwarts(Tuesday)

Upon leaving the dining hall after dinner Vixen and Draco found themselves back in the Slytherin Common room. The didn't speak much tonight but sat quietly in front of the fireplace instead. Vixen had her knees hugged tightly to her chest with her chin resting lightly on top of them while Draco had his legs stretched out and propped himself up on his elbows.

"Draco?" Vixen asked as she turned to look at him. He looked her way.

"The other day when you had to wrap up your hand, was that really an accident?" she asked. Draco pursed his lips together.

"No," he simply replied. Vixen nodded and the two sat in silence momentarily.

"Should we be going to detention?" she asked unenthusiastically.

"I suppose we should," he replied as he got off of the ground. Vixen did the same and the two exited the House.

The two walked side by side as they slowly walked down the hallway. Vixen had her hands placed into her back pockets of her jeans and Draco stood straight with perfect poise and posture. Vixen scrunched her nose up as the two entered Snape's office. It was a rather dark room with a haze of sadness lying within it. Vixen followed close behind Draco as she rubbed her bare arms with her hands.

"Professor Snape?" Draco said, his voice echoing throughout the tiny room. He was greeted with silence.

"Maybe he forgot that we had detention?" Vixen said slightly upbeat. Just then footsteps were heard from behind the two.

"I can assure you that that is not the case Miss Charm," Snape unhappily stated as he walked past the two quickly. He stood behind his cherry wood desk and Vixen frowned slightly.

"Don't look so gloom Miss Charm. I am as unhappy to be here as you are," Snape pointed out.

"Doubt it," Vixen thought to herself.

"Both of you will follow me to the Potions Classroom where I will be holding your detention," Snape told them as he started to walk toward the door to his office. Draco and Vixen followed him unhappily down the hallway and into the classroom.

Draco took his seat that he would have sat in during class and Vixen sat next to him. Snape made his way up front and sat behind his desk. He rolled his eyes when he realized the two had sat next to one another. Draco placed a piece of parchment in front of himself on the desk and laid a quill on top of it.

"In this detention period you will not speak. You will not laugh you will not complain and you will not cry. You will not sleep or eat while you are here. Lucky for you I'm not going to make you write sentences or a paper on Hogwarts protocol because you are a part of my House. Keep yourselves busy and you'll be out of here in half an hour," Snape announced to the two before flipping through numerous papers that were on his desk. Vixen rolled her eyes and placed her elbows onto the table top.

Draco smirked at her bored expression before gripping the quill he had placed onto the table in his pale fingers. He started to scribble away on the parchment while Vixen stared off into the distance. When he was finished writing he placed the quill back on top of the parchment and slid both in front of Vixen.

She removed the quill from the parchment and smiled. Draco had drawn what looked like an awful representation of Professor Snape. His hair was spot on but Draco extremely exaggerated his nose by making it larger than it already was. Vixen smiled as the speech he had just given them appeared next to the figure slowly. She wanted to laugh but made sure to keep quiet.

Draco smirked at her when she placed a small hand over her mouth to contain her laughter. He was glad to see her having some kind of fun again. Granted he knew for a fact that he still wasn't off the hook for the terrible thing he had done but he was starting to let some of his pent up guilt roll off his shoulders. Vixen scribbled onto the parchment and slid it in front of him now.

He removed the quill from the parchment and examined it. A girl was drawn on the paper now. She was wearing large earrings and a very long ball gown that fit her body snugly. He was confused at first but once writing appeared he understood what Vixen had drawn. The words "This is what my gown looks like. I thought you should see it since you so generously paid for it" appeared on the paper and Draco looked up at Vixen.

She gave him a small smile that he didn't return. He wanted to ask her to reconsider going to the ball with him at that moment but he couldn't. Not just because Snape created a no talking rule but because he didn't want to beg. After all, what kind of a man would he be if he begged her to go with him? She should want to be his date. He surprised himself when he thought this.

The old Draco would have never taken no for an answer from a woman. Then again no woman would have ever told him no. He probably would have just asked Pansy to go with him and that would have been the end of the discussion. Now he found himself wanting her to, no not wanting, hoping that she would change her mind. It made his stomach slightly sick.

When he realized he had been staring at Vixen for far too long he quickly grabbed the quill and wrote on the parchment. When he was finished he slid the two over to Vixen and she read the few simple words that appeared. "It was no problem. I'm sure you'll look lovely," were the only words he had added to the parchment.

Vixen gave Draco a small smile and a slight nod which he returned. She slid the paper away from herself and twirled the quill slowly in her tanned fingers. She lightly bit on her lower lip as she felt her heart growing heavy in her chest. She wanted to forget everything that had happened within the last two days.

She wished that she could return things to the way they were when she got along with Draco. She still felt the same way about him that was certain but she wasn't entirely ready to trust him again. Regardless of those factors she really wanted to forgive him and be his date to the ball. However, she could never tell Draco that. After all, how pathetic would she look if she went crawling back to him just like that?

"No, I have to stand my ground on this. I have to be firm," Vixen thought as she nodded her head to herself. Snape sat back in his chair and narrowed his eyes at the sight of the two.

Thanks to Pansy Parkinson he had been filled in on the most recent meeting of Deatheaters. Of course on such short notice it was impossible for him to get away from Hogwarts and make it to the meeting which luckily for him the Dark Lord understood the dilemma and excused his absence. He had been keeping a close eye on Draco ever since the Muggles arrived at Hogwarts and he definitely noticed a change in him.

He slowly abandoned his boastful ways and was starting to ignore those who he once considered his friends. He even caught sight of him talking to Potter and his friends every so often. He wasn't going to confront Draco about this strange behavior because he already knew the cause of it. Vixen Charm.

That Muggle girl had a hold over him that was so tight that he was spending time with her and enjoying it. The mere thought made Snape uncomfortable. Lucius and Narcissa would never approve of such a relationship. Then again this could be why Draco had claimed that Vixen was of a wizarding family. Severus admitted that the boy was clever but he was not clever enough.

Being the Head Professor of Slytherin it was impossible for him not to hear about the plan to annihilate the Muggles. More specifically, it was impossible for him to not hear about the secret plan to destroy Vixen when Draco showed that he couldn't do it. This was inevitable of course due to the fact that Draco was widely known as a coward who hid behind his family name.

Judging from the odd incident that had occurred earlier this day in his classroom with Vixen he assumed that she was aware of everything now and that she and Draco were trying to get out of it. Snape saw right through this of course. Not to mention he saw her sabotage Weasley and Potter while the class was paying attention to the diversion. Snape sighed deeply to himself.

He knew that those two were going to win the Slytherin students over with whatever they were planning. Yet as he said before Draco was clever, but not clever enough. He couldn't stress this factor enough. He knew that it was going to be his job to call in a Deatheater to kill the girl in the end. A job he didn't mind doing but one that he wouldn't choose to waste his time on.

"You may go now," he said when he realized it was now 8:30. The two looked up at him.

"Leave," Snape said slowly. The two left their seats and exited the classroom.

Severus Snape was left in the dark, damp room alone. He placed his index fingers to his temples and slowly massaged them. He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes before leaning back farther into his chair.

"These bloody children will be the death of me," he said to himself.