Tom finds himself distracted while in the library. His mind keeps on replaying the moment he found out that the girl from his dreams is actually an incompetent Ravenclaw prefect. He does not understand why she appears in his dreams.
     While his mind is occupied on that breakthrough, he is facing the books on the shelves. Tom's ears point at the sound of a whistle. As he wants to brush it off, he hears it again, however, it is the opposite tune of the previous one.
     "There you are."
     Vivian.
     By hearing her voice, his mind instantly replays his breakthrough and it is provoking Tom. It sends an uneasy shiver down his spine.
     However, Tom fails to remain uninterested and peeks around the corner of the bookshelf. His eyes fall upon Lupin and that Gryffindor. A shiver runs down his spine as he meets Lupin's eyes as if she knew he would be there.
Vivian takes notice of a small elevation in his heartbeat, knowing she has caught him red-handed. However, she cannot explain why Riddle is spying on her or why is he there in the first place. There is this male scent lingering around her, which means her soulmate is nearby.
     ...
     "What are you looking at?" Remus questions and glances over his shoulder. Tom swiftly hides behind the shelves as Remus frowns, not seeing where his sister is looking.
     "The bookshelf," Vivian answers chuckling. "Anyhow, are you almost done for the day? I have something to discuss with you and it has just become ten times more important and interesting." Remus and Tom both raise their eyebrows in surprise.
Whatever does she need to discuss?
     Tom questions in his mind, not realizing he is becoming infatuated with the Ravenclaw girl.
"That sounds rather serious and important," Remus answers, crossing his arms over his chest. He looks his sister in the eyes and he sees that it is an important subject. "I have a few more classes left. Let's say, in the courtyard at four?" Vivian nods, not wanting to reveal the subject where Tom is also present.
     "I'll see you then," she smiles. Remus embraces his sister in a hug, causing Tom to cringe. His upper lip curls into disgust before he averts his gaze.
Not moments later, a voice called to him.
     Vivian.
"You do know that I saw you, right?" Vivian questions. Tom walks around the corner with his hands clasped behind his back.
     "And you do know that it is no crime to be in a library," he replies calmly, yet with a tone of sass. That male scent strengthens yet Vivian doesn't seem to notice because Tom is acting like his normal self, an ignorant ass.
     "I would almost say that you are spying on me," Vivian dares, cocking an eyebrow He seemed to be everywhere she was. Tom lets out an amused chuckle and starts shaking his head.
     "Oh my," he chuckles. "My dear sweet Lupin. You actually think that I am spying... on you?" Vivian rolls her eyes at his comment and crosses her arms over her chest. The male scent dances around her senses, however, it doesn't get to her.
     "And exactly why would I spy on an incompetent Ravenclaw girl?" he questions without a hint of amusement in his eyes. Vivian fails to guess why he would spy on her, he just seems to be everywhere she is.
     "Because you are everywhere I am," she then replies with a hiss.
     "Or you are everywhere I am. I don't know what you are doing, but you are starting to become the bane of my existence," he continues snarling. Vivian raises her hands, done talking to him.
     "You know what? Forget it. Just walk back to your bookshelf and mind your own business and I mind my own," she says. It is now Tom who rolls his eyes.
"Says the person who started talking to me," he scoffs, turning around and walking away.
     "Well, then you need to stay away from me."
     Tom abruptly halts and spins around. Vivian furrows her eyebrows in confusion. He heard her?
"Anything else?" she questions him with a sassy undertone. Tom regains his composure. Vivian watches his eyes turn cold and distant. He simply replies, "No." He returns to the bookshelf as he could have sworn he heard her voice inside his head.
He doesn't understand what is happening. He doesn't understand her. Why she is haunting his dreams. Why he is hearing her voice in his head. Why he is so annoyed and intrigued at the same time. He doesn't understand Vivian Lupin.
Vivian feels a small feeling of confusion. A feeling that is not hers but one that is sent to her.
     'Your minds are linked through a mental bridge.'
The words of her professor echo through her head. That confused feeling must have been her soulmate's... Who is within reach of her...
She averts her gaze to her book, yet she fails to concentrate on the words. Her mate's scent dances around her senses as it is soothing and annoying at the same time. She sighs in frustration and glances around the library. She sees no one, yet that scent is strong.
From the corner of her eye, she notices a figure leaving from behind the bookshelf. Its scent fades as the figure leaves.
Tom Riddle.
Her blood runs cold as her mind spits out his name. It would make sense... No, it would make everything but sense. Without further thought, she slams the book shut and follows him. She rushes her way out, following that trail. Vivian pushes through the mass of students, but too many scent mingle.
She stops searching, only to notice her elevated heartbeat. Her chest heaves up and down while her heart pumps the blood through her veins due to adrenaline.
     Vivian dares to tug at that mental bond, which is still severe and vulnerable. It's more like a thread than an actual bond. She breathed out as no answer came.
     Tom Riddle. How?
     By the Wyrd, help me.

With her potential soulmate on her mind, Vivian heads to the courtyard. She scans the open space for her friends and notices her brother doing the same thing. Remus raises his hand to wave and signal their whereabouts. Eight more eyes turn in her direction and Vivian watches their faces light up with joy.
"Luna!" Sirius cries out with joy.
"Hey guys," she smiles. Sirius makes sure to leave her a spot. Once she sits down, Sirius draws a disgusted face.
"Blimey, Luna," he says with a tone of disgust. "You are draped in Slytherin aura." He opens his arms, only to engulf her in a big hug.
"They are students, not some kind of disease, Pads," Vivian laughs while Sirius wiggles her around. The others chuckle along as Sirius is 'disinfecting' her.
"You are all clean now," he grins from ear to ear. "Now I am curious about these classes with them." A sigh escapes her throat as she pulls her knees up to her chest.
     "Professor Dumbledore decided to arrange the seats for us, making us Ravenclaw sit next to a Slytherin," Vivian explains. "However, they are difficult."
     "Remind me of who you are sitting next to?" Peter questions. All eyes turn to Vivian, who draws a surprised look on her face.
''You don't remember?'' Vivian questions, genuinely surprised.
     "You never told us, Luna," James adds.
     "Never?"
     "Never," they say in unison.
     Oh.
     "Tom Riddle." Once his name rolls off her tongue, shivers run down the other's spines. They all remember having classes with Slytherin. They all remember having classes with him.
"He gives me the chills," Lily comments with agreement from the others.
     "We would have remembered if you'd told us," James adds.
"The last time was during that prefect meeting," Remus then adds. "I'm glad we don't share classes with them." Vivian slowly shifts her gaze to her brother with a dull expression.
"Thank you, brother," she says without any emotion. She stiffens as a familiar scent hits her. Remus notices and glances around.
"Speaking of the devil," Vivian mutters, picking at her nails. All the Gryffindor eyes, except Remus, turn their heads to see Tom Riddle entering the courtyard. Remus looks at his sister, pondering the question how she knew he'd be there.
     Tom glances aside to see a few Gryffindors looking at him. His cold stare melts into a neutral expression once he spots the Ravenclaw among them. His attention is drawn back to her.
Luna.
He walks up to his group and slumps down against the tree. The whispers of his group made him look in the direction of the Ravenclaw. Tiernan approaches the group and walks up to Vivian.
"Hey, Vivian," Tiernan greets with a nervous chuckle. The eyes of five Gryffindors work intimidating to say the least. Especially since James Potter is sitting amongst them and he has had some nasty fights with him.
"Hey, Tiernan," Vivian smiles. She hears his elevated heartbeat as she watches him grip the leather strap of his bag.
     "I forgot to thank you for what you did with Riddle," he says. Vivian tilts her head to recall the memory, yet then she remembers.
     "That was nothing," she waves away.
     "Still wanted to thank you, anyways, I'll see you later," he says. He doesn't wait for her answer to head to his own group.

"You looked pretty cozy over there," Antonin grins. "Is there a girl who caught your eye? Or boy? One of the lions?" All eyes turn to Tiernan, including Tom's eyes. Tiernan sits down next to Severus and nervously chuckles.
"My classmate wanted to thank me for helping her with her homework," he lies, which isn't entirely true but they do not need to know.
"So, it's a she," Emlyn grins. "When is the wedding?" A heat creeps up Tiernan's cheeks out of embarrassment.
     "Who is the lucky lady?" Eloise questions with a sweet smile. A sigh escapes his throat as his eyes flicker to Tom, who is staring at him with a cold expression.
     "She isn't the lucky lady, but the girl in question is Vivian," Tiernan answers.
"She is a prefect, right? Tom?" Georgina questions. Tom averts his eyes from Tiernan to look at Georgina.
     "Correct," he confirms.
     "Then I know who she is," Georgina continues. "She is a pretty lady. She is sitting next to you, for hell's sake." Several of their group agrees, causing Tom to look over at Vivian. She must have felt his eyes upon her, because her eyes met his.
     "Hmm, she does have beauty."

"Hmm, she does have beauty." Is what echoed through Vivian's head. Her blood runs cold as she freezes in her spot.
     "Did one of you form a sentence with the word, beauty?" Vivian questions cautiously, averting her eyes from Tom. Sirius shakes his head.
     "Prongs whenever he is talking about Red, but no, not at the moment," Sirius answers. "Why?" Vivian meets her brother's alarming eyes.
"I think I'm getting old," she laughs. "I hear things I shouldn't hear. Don't mind me." While the others wave away the subject, it is Remus who is still looking at her. She is acting odd.
     "Weren't you going to eat?" Remus asks. James' eyes lit up and he rose to his feet. He extends his hand to Lily.
     "Do I have the pleasure, Ms Evans?" Lily scoffs a chuckle but does lay her hand in his. James hauls her to her feet while Sirius and Peter get to their feet.
     "Coming?" Peter questions.
     "I need to talk to Moony for a sec, we will join in later," Vivian answers with a smile. Four Gryffindors leave the courtyard as the two siblings remain behind.

"What is the matter?" Remus questions concerned. "Because, no just tell me what is wrong." Vivian sighs and glances around, making sure no one is listening.
     "I entered the train and I caught a scent of someone's cologne," Vivian starts explaining. "And then I scented it during class, meaning it was a Slytherin or a Ravenclaw. Now, I think of it... It sounds terrifyingly correct that Tom Riddle is my soulmate." Vivian pauses to look at her brother, who slowly nods.
"I talked to Professor Dumbledore and he talked about a soulmate. Your other half where you can like, smell their scents, feel their feelings, even communicate through the mind but most importantly, they will be your anchor to your wolf," Vivian finishes her story and holds her breath to wait for his answer.
     "And you are suspecting Tom Riddle, the biggest arse in school, to be your soulmate?" Remus questions slowly.
     "I do not decide who my soulmate is, Moony," Vivian replies. "And I am not sure yet, I have my suspicions. Those suspicions are irritatingly close to being true." Remus slowly nods, glancing in Tom's direction who seems to appear in his own world.
"How can he be someone's soulmate?" Remus questions. Vivian shrugs, also glancing in his direction.
     "Probably mine," she mutters. "I hardly doubt he can be my anchor."
"Who knows," Remus mutters. "People change." Vivian hopes she is incorrect about Tom Riddle being her soulmate. If it were true, she would rely on her brother's words.
"Who knows," Vivian repeats before rising to her feet. "Come on or Pads and Prongs have eaten everything." Remus chuckles and rises to his feet as well. He wraps an arm around his sister's shoulder while they make their way to the Great Hall.

"I fear your girl is off limits, Lestrange," Eloise mentions as she sits down. Tiernan lifts his gaze to Eloise before glancing over his shoulder. Tom turns his head in the direction he last saw Vivian, only to see that that Gryffindor has his arm draped over her.
"I saw him in the prefect compartment," Tom mentions, remaining uninterested for the others by shifting his gaze to his book. "He is one of the Gryffindor prefects and that mudblood of an Evans."
"They seem pretty close," Georgina continues, squinting her eyes. "Perhaps it is her boyfriend."
"Why should I care who that Ravenclaw bimbo is dating?" Antonin scoffs.
"She ain't a bimbo, bimbo," Georgina scolds, flicking his shoulder. "She is a Ravenclaw. Intelligence is written on her forehead." Tom draws his lips into a like to prevent himself from smirking.
"She is correct, Dolohov," Tom adds without lifting his eyes from the book. He then shifts his eyes to meet Dolohov's gaze. Dolohov clenched his jaw. None of them dared to ask whether Tom had taken interest in the Ravenclaw.
"Nevertheless," Tiernan says. "She is simply my friend."
"That's how it starts," Eloise winks. Heat creeps up his cheeks nu the thought.
"Everything can be destroyed," Georgina adds, implying on the relationship with the Gryffindor. A stir of laughter erupts under the group. Even the corner of Tom's mouth twitches in a small smirk.