Note: I really don't have a lot to say. Sorry this chapter is so long. But AFTER this chapter, the next is the final chapter! So enjoy =].
Chapter 36
9:31 a.m., Muggle Studies Classroom, Hogwarts(Wednesday)
Across the room Jacob's head shot up. He smiled a huge toothy smile at Vixen indicating that he heard her comment to Harry. He quickly made his way over to the table where Group 6 was sitting. Draco was starting to shake with anger in his seat.
"We're going to the ball together?" Jacob asked as he leaned over onto the table. Vixen's heart pounded against her chest.
"Wait, you didn't know you were taking her?" Ron asked confused. Hermione was too busy staring at Draco to force Ron to stay out of the conversation.
"Come on Draco, stay calm. Just breathe," Hermione nervously thought hoping that Draco would do just that. His cheeks were starting to turn red.
"Of course he knew! Jacob just thinks he's being funny," Vixen replied as she fake laughed. Jacob took the hint.
"Oh yeah, I was just joking with little Vixie here. I'll absolutely be taking her to the ball," Jacob said as he looked Vixen up and down. Draco stood up from his seat.
"I think you had better get back to your group Jacob!" Draco angrily said as he grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pushed him toward his group. Jacob stared angrily back at Draco.
"Don't touch me Blondie!" Jacob yelled back as he advanced toward Draco. From across the room Luna Lovegood looked up at Rylen.
"Ugh, I'm going," Rylen said leaving his seat and approaching the two boys. He pushed his large, muscular body between the two.
"Move it Rylen!" Jacob yelled.
"Get out of the way muggle!" Draco yelled at the same time. Rylen groaned.
"Will the two of you shut the hell up and sit down already?" Rylen said looking between the two. Draco and Jacob were sneering at one another.
"I believe that Mister Delrue has the right idea," Charity Burbage said as she entered her classroom. Jacob glared quickly at Draco before returning to his seat.
However, Draco hesitated to do the same thing. Rylen turned toward him and stared him down until Draco finally gave in and took his seat once again. Rylen returned to Luna and Charity Burbage took her place at the front of the classroom. Vixen looked sadly at Draco but he refused to look at her.
"She won't go to the ball with me but she'll stoop so low as to take Jacob? I can't believe this!" Draco angrily thought. Vixen looked to the ground and Hermione frowned.
"Alright, listen up class! As you are well aware we will be having our Muggle Studies ball tomorrow. Now, to those who have recently bought gowns that have been sent here to Hogwarts, you will find these in this classroom tomorrow night. The young men in this class will be changing in their assigned House and meeting with their muggles and or dates before entering the ball," Burbage explained with a wide smile on her face. Vixen attempted to tune her out.
"Sorry Pansy, but it looks like I have to cancel our plans for the ball," Jacob whispered to the Slytherin girl. She perked up slightly.
"What? Why?" she asked as she looked over at Draco. Jacob smiled.
"It looks like I'm going to be taking Vixen after all," he said smugly. Pansy smiled.
"So that means.." she trailed off as she started to stare at Draco.
"Yep. That means that Blondie is all yours," Jacob finished for her. An aggravated "shush" from Neville ended the conversation that the two were having.
Pansy continued to smile as she stared at Draco across the room. His knees bounced up and down as he angrily shook his legs. He kept shaking his head from side to side as he gritted his teeth together. This just didn't make any sense to him.
"Really? Honestly, Jacob?" he thought to himself, trying to make sense of this situation. Vixen gave Hermione a sad look that she returned.
"Now, I understand how excited you all are about the ball but don't forget to write your papers on this experiment. After all, your muggles will be leaving us on Friday so if you need anymore information you had better get to asking them. Enough with the announcements, today you are expected to discuss your plans for the ball and once that is taken care of I suggest you exchange notes on your muggles," Burbage explained before walking around the classroom. Draco sneered at the ground.
"Well, I suppose we had better start our assignment," Harry stated. Vixen shrugged at him.
"I don't think we need to discuss the ball any further," Hermione calmly said trying to move away from the subject. Vixen nodded quickly in agreement.
"But that was our assignment," Ron said. Hermione elbowed him in the side.
"You know what? Why don't you three wonderful Gryffindors go ahead and discuss your precious little ball with Vixen here. I have no interest in this discussion," Draco said standing up from his seat. He started for the door of he classroom when Professor Burbage spoke.
"Mister Malfoy, where do you think you're going?" she called after him. Without stopping Draco replied.
"Anywhere but here," he shot back as he exited the room. The confused students looked to their professor.
"Don't worry Professor, we will go get him," Hermione announced as she pulled Vixen off of the table. Hermione quickly dragged Vixen out of the room.
"These children are dropping like flies," Burbage mumbled to herself. Harry and Ron looked to each other.
"Any idea what that was about?" Ron asked Harry while he rubbed his side. Harry shook his head.
"Not one bit. Did Draco seem a little off to you?" Harry whispered. Ron shrugged.
"I don't pay him too much mind at all really. Maybe he was a little jumpy today. I mean when Vixen announced that Jacob was going to be her date he really flipped out," Ron replied. Harry let out a deep breath.
"You don't think that Draco was expecting that he would take Vixen to the ball do you?" Harry asked. Ron thought to himself for a moment.
"Of course not. This is Malfoy we're talking about! The kid who hates anyone who isn't a Pureblood. Surely he wouldn't be caught dead taking a muggle to a formal event, even if it is an assignment," Ron answered with a slight laugh. Harry nodded.
"Yeah, you're probably right Ron. There's no way that Draco Malfoy would do something so shameful as to escort a muggle to a ball like you said. After all, daddy wouldn't approve of such a thing," Harry laughed. Ron placed a finger to his chin.
"Speaking of Malfoy's father, I wonder what You-Know-Who is planning," Ron whispered while he looked around the room.
"I don't know. It's strange, I haven't had any dreams or thoughts linking me to him since that day at lunch," Harry confessed as he thought back to the pain he felt that day.
"It's been nice not worrying about him so much," Ron admitted. Harry gave him a serious look.
"Ron, I never stop worrying about him. The minute we let our guards down is the opportune moment for him to strike. We've been so wrapped up with Vixen that we have really left ourselves unprotected," Harry explained. Ron simply nodded.
"So, we go back to our old ways once Vixen leaves?" Ron asked. Harry nodded.
Meanwhile…
"Hermione would you let go of me already?" Vixen unhappily asked as she tugged her arm out of Hermione's grasp. Hermione turned to her.
"You're going with Jacob to the ball?" Hermione asked in disbelief. Vixen sighed.
"Well I am now," she answered.
"Vixen, you're not going to be happy if you go through with this. I know it and you know it," Hermione said while pointing a finger at her. Vixen rolled her eyes.
"What happened? You and Draco appeared to be getting along so well," Hermione added.
"Yeah, well we decided it would be best if we went with other people," Vixen lied. Hermione raised an eyebrow at her.
"It surely didn't seem like Draco liked the idea," she pointed out.
"Maybe he should have thought of that before he planned to kill me and attacked Hugo to regain his reputation as a complete dick," Vixen thought to herself.
Hermione crossed her arms over her chest and started to tap her foot. Vixen rolled her eyes at her Gryffindor friend as she waited for an explanation. She knew that she had to be careful in this situation. She didn't want to give Hermione too much information on what was actually going on between Draco and herself.
"Well?" Hermione impatiently asked.
"Well what?" Vixen shot back.
"What happened between you and Draco?" she asked.
"He decided he didn't want to be seen with a no good, dirty muggle like me, alright?" Vixen lied. Hermione unfolded her arms.
"Really?" Hermione asked in a slightly sad tone. Vixen shrugged.
"It doesn't matter, alright? Now I'm going to go back to class, feel free to join me if you want," Vixen said as she re-entered Muggle Studies. Hermione remained in the hallway.
"That definitely sounds like Draco but something doesn't add up. I better look into this," Hermione thought. She decided to go look for Draco rather than return to class.
9:41 a.m., Myrtle's Bathroom, Hogwarts(Wednesday)
Draco found himself hunched over one of the porcelain sinks in Myrtle's bathroom after storming out of class earlier. He hated how dramatic he looked by doing something that childish but he wasn't going to sit there while Vixen happily elaborated on going to the ball with Jacob. He sneered as he stared into the sink.
"Damn that muggle girl," he said to himself.
"Vixen, you mean?" Hermione Granger asked as she slowly walked into the room. Draco turned and looked at her.
"Enough with your glaring already, Draco. I have come to talk to you," she said as she crossed her arms. Draco looked away from her.
"No, I will not take you to the ball Granger," he snottily said. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"As if I would ever be seen with the likes of you," she shot back. Draco scoffed before shrugging.
"What do you want Mudblood?" he angrily shot at her. Hermione winced at the name before speaking.
"How dare you tell Vixen that you don't want to be seen with her at the ball. I knew you were a foul person Malfoy but I can't believe you would stoop that low. Everyone can clearly see that Vixen has feelings for you and even if you don't share those feelings you should have the common decency to let her down easily," Hermione scolded. Draco furrowed his eyebrows at her.
"Wait, I don't want to be seen with her?" Draco asked. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him before nodding.
"Yes, that's what I said," she confirmed.
"You had better start checking your facts before going around and making accusations, Granger," he told her.
"What are you saying?" Hermione asked. Draco's face had become more serious.
"Vixen turned me down when I asked her to go to the ball with me," he confessed. Hermione stiffened in her spot.
"That doesn't make any sense. Why would she-" she was cut off by Draco interrupting her.
"Have you ever thought for one bloody second that maybe she got to know the real me? You know, the cocky bastard that everyone is familiar with. Has it even crossed your mind that she wouldn't want to be seen with someone as foul as me?" he angrily spit at her. Hermione swallowed hard.
"But Vixen told me that you turned her down," she told him. Draco laughed.
"Come on Granger. You know how nice Vixen is. She wouldn't rub it in that I was turned down by a muggle," Draco stated. Hermione sighed.
"But she said you called her a dirty muggle," she said trying to make sense of what she was hearing. Draco smirked.
"Probably because she knew everyone would believe that story," he told her. Hermione sighed.
"I guess you're right. I'm sorry for accusing you," she told him although she still wasn't fully convinced.
"Whatever. Just get out of here and leave me alone," he said before turning back around toward the sink. Hermione quietly exited the room.
Draco stood silently as he stared in the mirror at himself. He let out a frustrated groan before turning back around and leaning against the sink. He looked over at a nearby stall when he heard a familiar cough.
"Come on out Myrtle," he said unhappily. Myrtle floated through the stall and made her way over to Draco.
"Trouble in paradise Draco?" Myrtle teased. Draco rolled his eyes at her.
"I know that you heard everything Myrtle. Now are you going to give me advice or not?" he asked rather impatiently. Myrtle turned her head slightly.
"Advice about what, per say?" she asked.
"What do you mean about what? There's only one problem that I need advice about," he told her slightly confused. Myrtle giggled.
"Is that so? Well then, I guess we should just forget about Vixen's little secret," she said floating higher into the air. Draco followed her.
"What secret?" he asked. Myrtle laughed again.
"You mean you don't know? But I thought you wouldknow everything about her since you loooove her," Myrtle teased. Draco sneered up at her.
"Myrtle! Just tell me what you're talking about," Draco angrily yelled as he stopped following her around the room. Myrtle turned to look at him.
"My my, how testy you are today. What will you do for me if I tell you about your muggle's secret?" Myrtle asked. Draco thought to himself for a moment.
10:05 a.m., Muggle Studies Classroom, Hogwarts(Wednesday)
"I think it's safe to say that Malfoy and Hermione aren't coming back," Ron said as he, Harry and Vixen exited the classroom.
"You think, Ron?" Vixen said unhappily. He shrugged.
"You could come to class with us," Harry told her. Vixen gave him an unenthused look.
"As much as I enjoy Herbology Harry, I think I'll just go look for Draco," she told him. He gave her a small nod.
"If you see Hermione let her know we're looking for her," Ron said before the two boys left.
"Will do!" she yelled after them. She shoved her hands into her sweatshirt before she slowly walked down the hallway.
She definitely wasn't going to go looking for Draco anytime soon. After the argument between him and Jacob this morning she knew that it would be best to let him cool off. The only problem was that now she was simply wandering through Hogwarts alone. She jumped when someone ran up behind her and kissed her on the cheek.
"Can't wait for tomorrow night," Jacob said as he placed his arm over Vixen's shoulders. She angrily shoved him off of her and wiped her cheek.
"Jacob what the hell!" she angrily yelled rather than asked. He laughed at her.
"Aw c'mon, everyone already knows that we're going to the ball together," he said. She sneered at him.
"How exactly would everyone know that?" she asked him. He grinned.
"Oh, of course. You're big mouth told them," she answered for him before walking away. He didn't go after her but he waved.
"See you at home lovely!" he yelled after her. Vixen ignored him and headed for the Courtyard.
10:11 a.m., Hallway, Hogwarts(Wednesday)
"Come on, where are you," Draco whispered to himself as he quickly walked through the hallways of Hogwarts.
He left Myrtle in her bathroom while he went to collect his bargaining item. If Myrtle wanted something in return for telling him about Vixen's secret, then he was going to get her just that. He smiled upon seeing Rylen and Luna Lovegood walking his way. He approached the two.
"Rylen, I need your help," Draco said calmly. He did his best to avoid the blank stare he was getting from Luna Lovegood.
"Not interested," Rylen replied. Draco smirked.
"I was afraid you would say that. What if I were to tell you I needed help with a certain someone and if that certain someone didn't get helped then someone close to you would get upset," Draco hinted. Rylen gave him confused look.
"Draco is saying that he needs help with Vixen and if you don't help him help her then it will upset me," Luna explained calmly. Draco grimaced at her quiet voice.
"He's right, you know. I would be upset," she told her muggle. Rylen groaned.
"Fine. Let's go," he unhappily said. Draco nodded and started to walk away from the two.
"See you at lunch Luna," Rylen said before leaving her to follow Draco. Rylen followed Draco through the hallways of Hogwarts and into Myrtle's bathroom.
"Aw man," Rylen groaned upon seeing the ghost girl. Myrtle on the other hand smiled at him.
"Alright Myrtle, ready to negotiate?" Draco asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. Myrtle floated down to the boys' level.
"What's your deal?" Myrtle asked. Rylen stood by with his eyebrow raised at the two.
"You tell me about Vixen's secret and Rylen here will take you to the Muggle Studies Ball tomorrow night," Draco said. Rylen gave Draco a confused look.
"Like hell I will!" he yelled, his deep voice echoing through the room. Draco looked to him.
"Do you want to help Vixen or not?" Draco asked. Myrtle wiggled her fingers at him.
"How is trading me for information going to help her?" Rylen angrily asked.
"It just will. Don't you want Luna to be happy?" Draco shot at him. Rylen glared at him.
"If I may interrupt, that was a wonderful try Draco but I can't leave my bathroom," Myrtle whined. Draco swore under his breath.
"Well can't say we didn't try," Rylen said as he started for the door. Myrtle flew in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.
"However, nothing is stopping you from coming to my bathroom tomorrow night," Myrtle said as she ran a ghostly finger along his bicep. He pulled away from her.
"Sorry but I have a date for the ball and I'm not missing it," he told her. She stuck out her bottom lip.
"Myrtle, what if Rylen were to get dressed up and bring you flowers instead?" Draco asked. Myrtle rubbed her round chin.
"That would be just lovely!" she cooed. Rylen groaned.
"Fine, but that's it," he told her. She nodded happily.
"Now Myrtle, tell me about Vixen," Draco urged. She flew above the two boys.
The sunlight that was shining into the room beamed straight through the girl. Her once dark gray figure was now more of a light blue. She turned in the light and faced Draco with a serious expression on her face. His heart started to beat faster with anticipation. Rylen stood by in the shadows of the bathroom waiting for her to respond.
"Vixen is a werewolf," she simply stated. Rylen raised an eyebrow at Draco.
"No Myrtle, she is pretending to be one to scare the Slytherin students," he corrected. She shook her head back and forth.
"Don't correct me! Vixen has three scars stretching down her torso. These are werewolf scars. It is said that if you are scratched by a werewolf, depending on the deepness of the wound, you can become a werewolf," she pointed out. Rylen stared at Draco with wide eyes.
"Myrtle…does Vixen know this?" he asked slightly out of breath. She smiled.
"I told her last night," she admitted. Without a response Draco quickly ran from the bathroom.
Rylen stood stiff as he watched the skinny, blonde boy run from the room. The information that he had just received about Vixen wasn't really processing with him. He wasn't sure if he actually heard Myrtle say that Vixen was a werewolf or if he had imagined it. He snapped out of his thoughts when he noticed Myrtle was rubbing her ghostly figure against his arm.
"So, do you want to see my toilet?" she asked.
10:36 a.m., Hallway, Hogwarts(Wednesday)
"Damn it Myrtle! Vixen is no werewolf," Draco angrily thought to himself as he searched for his muggle companion. He was currently missing Transfiguration class but this was too important to wait.
The halls were fairly empty considering the majority of the other students actually were in class so he assumed finding Vixen would be a fairly easy task. This thought was quickly crushed as he crossed the path of Professor McGonagall. He stared up at her, frozen as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Is there a reason that you're missing my class Mister Malfoy?" she asked him as her eyebrow lifted upward. He swallowed.
"Is there a reason you're missing class?" he sneered back. He mentally kicked himself as she narrowed her eyes.
"Do not get snippy with me, Mister Malfoy. Now, I will ask you one last time. Why are you not in class?" she asked in an aggravated tone.
"I've got something more important to tend to," he answered. Again, he mentally kicked himself.
"I beg your pardon?" Minerva asked, slightly shocked. Draco sighed.
"No, that's not what I meant. Look, I seem to have misplaced my muggle, alright?" he explained. Minerva sighed to herself.
"You don't misplace a human being, Draco. Now what have you done to Miss Charm?" she asked him, slightly frightened to hear the answer.
"What? I haven't done anything to her. I just don't know where she is," Draco explained calmly.
"You had better hope that you're telling the truth, Mister Malfoy. However, considering the fact that I need to return to the students who are present in my class today I'm inclined to believe you. Now go and locate Miss Charm and get yourselves to class," McGonagall told him as she started to walk away from him. He turned over his shoulder.
"Am I going to get punished for this?" Draco asked nervously. She turned and gave him a very serious look.
"If that girl is harmed in any way, you can definitely count on it," she stated before continuing to her classroom. Draco swallowed hard before continuing his search.
He continued through the hallways asking random ghosts that would float by if they had seen Vixen. As he had expected none of them had. He even stooped so low as to ask Filch if he had seen the young girl. He decided not to waste time explaining the story to the lowly Hogwarts worker so instead he took his search outside of the school.
He walked around the outskirts of the castle with his hands placed in his black pants pockets. This was becoming extremely aggravating for him. This was just like Vixen to wander off to a place where nobody could find her. He stopped walking and let out a loud groan when he realized where she must have been.
He quickly changed direction and made his way to the Courtyard. He entered the area slowly, scanning the area for Vixen. To his surprise she wasn't in the area. He groaned once more and took a seat on the edge of the Courtyard fountain. He rubbed his hands over his face before something hit him in the head, hard. Rubbing his head with his hand he looked up.
"What in the hell was that!" he more yelled than asked. His expression showed relief as he saw Vixen sitting in the tree near the fountain.
"That was an apple, idiot," she shot back at him. Draco stood up as he smirked at her.
"I didn't know wolves could climb trees," he joked. Vixen's eyes widened.
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"I talked to Myrtle, Vixen," he confessed. She rolled her eyes.
"Damn it Myrtle!" she thought. She lowered herself from the branch that she had been perched on and jumped out of the tree.
"Vixen, you're not really a werewolf," Draco told her with a small chuckle. She glared at him.
"You don't know that," she shot at him. He stopped laughing.
"Then let's be logical about this. You've never had any werewolf shifting experiences I'm assuming. You're not having strange memories of being a werewolf. My guess is that those scars of yours were not deep enough to transform you," he explained. She continued to glare at him.
Everything that Draco was telling her made sense, that was for sure, but she had already thought the same thing. She knew that it was next to impossible that she would suddenly turn into a werewolf just because she was at Hogwarts but then again, being at Hogwarts at all was close to impossible. She snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed Draco staring at her.
"Alright fine, maybe I'm not a werewolf. Still it's pretty crazy that I was attacked by one back in the muggle world," she said as she took a seat on the stone edge of the fountain. Draco turned toward her.
"Yes, that is quite strange," he admitted.
"As if that wasn't weird enough, I randomly get picked up and brought here to a school for wizards and witches where a werewolf just happens to show up," she continued. Draco slightly narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, that certainly is a strange coincidence," Draco said as he rubbed his pointed chin with his pale hand.
"Or is it? I was fairly certain that Vixen had encountered a werewolf after seeing her reaction to the howl that night in the Courtyard. Now that she mentions it, it really doesn't seem coincidental. Someone in Hogwarts has some relativity to Vixen and that someone is indeed the werewolf," Draco thought to himself.
"So how pissed are you?" Vixen asked as she kicked the grass with her dirty sneakers. Draco looked to her.
"What?" he asked her, slightly confused. Vixen had started to bite her lower lip.
"You know, about Jacob," she said. Draco stiffened.
He had actually forgot about Vixen going to the ball with Jacob. He assumed that his discussion with Myrtle became his top priority. Now that she had reminded him, he couldn't help but let anger over take him. He took a deep breath before speaking.
"I'd say that I'm pretty pissed. I can't really be angry with you though," he said calmly. Vixen raised an eyebrow.
"You can't?" she asked. He smirked.
"It's my fault that I'm not going to be your date. I messed up and I have to deal with the consequences," he admitted. Vixen simply stared at him.
This was possibly the first time that Draco had taken responsibility for his actions and he was actually admitting it. Her heart was growing heavier as she watched his smirk slowly fade and the corners of his pale lips turn downward slightly. He was looking off into the distance, the sunlight gleaming off of his fair skin and light hair as she stared up at him.
"Well, enough dwelling on the past. We really need to get to Transfiguration before McGonagall comes after me," he told her. She stood up and brushed off her jeans.
"Why would she do that?" she asked as they entered the castle.
"I think she thinks I killed you or something," he said with a shrug. Vixen gave him a nervous smile.
The two walked through Hogwarts and entered the Transfiguration classroom. Professor McGonagall smiled a small smile as she saw Draco enter the room with Vixen in tow. The two took their seats and remained quiet throughout the remaining minutes of class.
6:54 p.m., Slytherin Table, Dinning Hall, Hogwarts(Wednesday)
Draco and Vixen sat at the Slytherin Table away from the other students as they normally would have to enjoy their dinner. Due to the fact that Vixen needed to keep up her werewolf antics she had a few pieces of meat placed sloppily on her gleaming plate. Her stomach growled as she grimaced at the meat in front of her.
"Something wrong with your food?" Draco asked while leaning over her shoulder and peering down at her plate.
"No, it's fine. I'm just not a huge carnivore to tell the truth," she told him as she stabbed her fork into a small steak.
"So you're a vegetarian?" Draco asked her. She shook her head.
"No. It's confusing, I know. I just rarely eat meat," she explained. Draco stared at her.
"You're right, it is confusing," he said. Vixen smiled.
She looked down the table at the other Slytherin students that were present tonight. The table was practically full considering how early it was. She caught a glimpse of Jacob smiling at her and she quickly looked away from him. The other students seemed to have been avoiding eye contact with her, giving her an idea.
"Draco, I need your help," she quickly said. He stopped chewing his dinner roll and looked at her.
"With what?" he asked.
"You need to get all of the Slytherin students to meet us in the Common Room at 7:15. Oh, and I need to borrow one of your shirts," she told him. He continued to stare at her.
"Why?" he asked. She groaned.
"I don't have time to explain. Just work your respected Slytherin magic and make it happen. I'll see you there soon," she said as she got up from her seat. Draco tried to get her to explain herself but she was already on her way out of the Hall.
"Wonderful," Draco thought to himself as he looked down the table at his fellow Housemates.
Vixen quickly made her way back to the Slytherin Common Room where she entered the tunnel way and continued to the staircase that would take her to the boys' bedroom. She remembered the room at the top of the staircase with a black door was the room that Draco slept in. She cautiously turned the silver door knob and opened the door. She felt relief wash over her when she noticed none of the boys were present in the room.
She was well aware that female students, muggles included, were forbidden to enter a male student's bedroom and that if she were to be caught her plan would be ruined. She hurried into the room leaving the door open behind her. There were two closets in the room making this more challenging than she had planned.
Vixen opened the doors to both of the closets only to find that the clothes hanging within them were identical. She bit her lower lip as she searched through the hanging shirts. The first few she checked were far too large to belong to Draco so she shut the closet doors and moved to the next. She noticed some clothes that must have been Jacobs lying on the ground in a messy pile and she rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, how can one boy have so many clothes?" she thought as she kicked the wrinkled articles of clothing out of her way. As she kicked a pair of jeans to the back of the closet she noticed a shattered mirror placed inside of the wall.
That was all of the confirmation she needed to know that this was definitely Draco's closet. She riffled through the hanging white, button up shirts before finding one that had a familiar Prefect badge peeking out of the shirt pocket. She removed the badge and tucked it into another shirt before pulling the previous shirt off of the hanger. She smiled as she held the shirt in her hands.
"I can't believe we're expected to go and listen to Malfoy and his Muggle babble about nonsense," a distant but familiar voice said. Vixen quickly closed the closet door leaving it no more than cracked enough for her to see who was entering the room.
Her heart started to race as she watched Blaise, Goyle and Jacob enter the room together. She crouched down onto the floor and placed a hand over her mouth. This was just perfect. There was no way that she could afford to get caught, not right now. Not when she was so close to completing her plan.
"Maybe it's actually something important," Jacob said as he jumped onto one of the beds. Blaise scoffed.
"I highly doubt it, muggle," Blaise replied. Vixen scooted back farther into the closet as Blaise started to approach it.
"Oh no, no," she nervously thought as Blaise reached for the closet door. From across the room Jacob furrowed his eyebrows and sat up from his bed quickly.
"Blaise!" he accidentally yelled rather than calmly said. Blaise unhappily stopped and turned to face him.
"What?" Blaise asked in an aggravated tone. Jacob got off of the bed and walked over to him.
"I think Pansy wanted to talk to you before this announcement," he lied. Blaise groaned.
"Of course she does. I swear, I almost hate her as much as I hate Malfoy right now," he complained as he headed for the door. He motioned for Goyle to follow him, which he did.
The two Slytherin boys exited the room, shutting the door behind them. Jacob let out a deep sigh and forcefully opened the closet. Vixen squeezed her eyes shut tight and waited for him to give her the third degree. Instead he leaned against the doorframe with his eyebrow raised at her. Vixen opened one eye and frowned at him.
"You've gotta be more careful Vix," he told her with a small smile. She rolled her eyes.
"Don't tell me what to do, Jacob. How did you know I was even in here?" she asked as she climbed off of the floor. He smiled at her.
"I could smell you. You have got a very distinct scent, Vix. It's kind of like citrus blended with ginger," he explained. Vixen gave him a slight nod.
"Glad I don't stink," she told him. He chuckled.
The two stood awkwardly facing one another in the closet area of the boys' bedroom. Jacob looked Vixen over a few times, his eyes lingering over the shirt that she was gripping in her tiny hand. Vixen noticed that he was staring and she moved her hand behind her back, attempting to hide the shirt.
"Well?" she asked. He looked back up at her face.
"Well what?" he asked.
"Are you going to ask me what I'm doing in here or can I go?" she asked. Jacob pushed away from the doorframe.
"You can go whenever you please," Jacob told her motioning a pathway for her to leave with his hand. Vixen quickly pushed past him and exited the room quickly.
As she passed him Jacob inhaled a deep breath, taking in her scent one more time. He exhaled loudly through his mouth and smiled.
"Just like citrus and ginger," he muttered to himself.
Vixen took a sharp right after leaving the boys' bedroom and entered the bathroom across the hallway that she was somewhat familiar with. She was happy to see that the bathroom was vacant when she entered the room and she claimed the nearest stall as hers. She quickly pulled off her shirt that she had been wearing and pulled Draco's button up shirt on over her sports bra. The material of the shirt was a bit more sheer than she had expected making it easier to see the lime green material of her bra.
Rather than taking the risk of getting caught again and going back to the boys' bedroom to find a darker shirt, she decided to let well enough work. With her previous shirt in hand she exited the bathroom and made her way into the Slytherin Common Room. Her eyes widened as she entered the room to see nearly the entire Slytherin House present and staring at her. Vixen took a deep breath and made her way over to Draco who was standing in front of the fireplace. She tossed her shirt onto the couch and faced him.
"Are you ready?" she whispered. Draco, who was unaware of what she was planning to do, nodded.
"I'm glad to see that you all have made the excellent decision to come and listen to what I have to say," Vixen announced. Numerous eyes narrowed at her.
"Just get on with it!" a young girl yelled. Vixen scoffed.
Pansy Parkinson stood next to Jacob on the staircase that led to the girls' bedrooms with her arms crossed over her chest. She was not particularly interested in listening to anything that Vixen had to say, that was true, but there was no way that she was going to be the only Slytherin that wasn't present. After all, that wouldn't look good on her part as the Slytherin Princess.
"No worries, love. Let's cut right to the chase. I'm well aware of the secret meetings you have been having concerning me. I'm also aware that you were planning to take Draco hostage to lure me into a trap," Vixen told the crowd. Many exchanged nervous glances while Blaise stepped forward.
"Who told you?" he angrily asked. Vixen gave him large smile.
"Oh, nobody told me Blaise. I actually overheard you telling the entire plan to Draco up in your bedroom the other day," she calmly told him. His eyes widened.
"You heard me?" he asked in disbelief. Vixen nodded.
"That's what I said, isn't it? You see ladies and gentlemen of the Slytherin House, I'm more than just a simple muggle. I had an encounter with a certain animal when I was younger, giving me some special traits," Vixen continued as she walked in front of the students.
"Like what?" Theodore Nott asked, his voice shaking. Vixen grinned in his direction.
"I'm a natural born killer, Nott. You see, I was attacked by a werewolf when I was a child. Turns out, my wounds were so deep that I acquired the werewolf curse," she lied. Many gasps were heard.
"She smelled that potion when it was going to blow up!" one girl yelled.
"Don't forget her animalistic eating habit's the other night!" a second year boy yelled.
"She even broke the skin on her lip by barely biting it! She admitted it in class!" another female student yelled. Vixen chuckled as the student body started to panic.
"So that's what they were up to!" Jacob whispered to Pansy. She rubbed her chin with her hand as she smirked at Vixen.
"Smart girl," she whispered back.
"I don't believe this one bit. How do we know that you were honestly attacked by a werewolf?" Blaise asked as he crossed his arms.
Vixen hunched over slightly and took a few deep breaths. She then gripped the bottom of Draco's white shirt that she had been wearing and pulled hard in two different directions. The shirt ripped straight up the button line, sending little white buttons flying into the crowd of Slytherin students. Vixen glared at them, breathing heavily so that her chest was heaving as they stared at her, frightened.
"You see these scars? These are three inches apart, Blaise. Any Hogwarts student should be able to tell that these were caused by a werewolf," she angrily spit at him. A first year girl screamed.
"I'm getting Professor Snape!" she cried as she ran toward the tunnel. Draco blocked her way.
"Good job, Draco. Young girl, if you don't want me to rip your throat out this very instant then you had better keep quiet and rejoin the group," Vixen shot at her. The tiny, trembling girl did as she was told.
"What do you want from us?" Goyle asked in a frightened tone. Vixen smirked at him.
"You're going to forget your plans to kill me. Actually, while I'm at it, you're going to forget your plans to kill all of the muggles here at Hogwarts. If you don't, I'll be sure to take every single one of you out tomorrow night during the full moon and trust me, I will not be gentle," Vixen threatened. She saw Goyle look to Draco.
"Don't look at Draco for help. The poor kid is stuck under my control just like the rest of you. Now, we are going to end this meeting and the lot of you are going to scamper off to your bedrooms, forget your pathetic death plans, and you're going to keep everything that you just heard a secret. Let me know that I have made myself clear," Vixen said as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Yes," the entire crowd said. Vixen placed a hand behind her ear.
"Yes, what?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am!" they all yelled. Vixen smirked before waving them off with her hand.
The crowd dispersed quickly and Vixen took her seat on the common room couch. Draco waited until he saw all of the students run to their rooms and Pansy and Jacob leave the House before he smiled at Vixen. He quickly made his way over to her and sat on the edge of the table, facing her.
"You're brilliant. Absolutely, positively brilliant!" he happily said.
"Are you really sitting on the table?" she joked.
Draco gave her a quick smirk before taking a seat next to her on the couch. He rested his shoulder against hers and grabbed her hand in his. He lifted it up to his pale lips and kissed the back of her hand. He then placed their linked hands onto his thigh and smiled at her.
"We're almost in the clear," he told her. Vixen nodded.
"We just have one more night after tonight and I should be safe," Vixen added. Draco frowned slightly.
"That also means we only have one more night after tonight to be together," he said sadly. Vixen kissed his cheek lightly.
"Hopefully Hermione has taken care of my crystal ball so you can see me anytime you want," she told him. Draco exhaled deeply.
"Yes but it won't be the same," he complained. Vixen snuggled her face into the crook of his neck.
"Well, we will always have our memories from Hogwarts," she told him. He leaned his cheek onto the top of her head and closed his eyes.