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arguments & kisses

VIGILANTE SHIT
CHAPTER NINE
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Elizabeth Potter stood in her bedroom waiting for something to happen, she thought about things a girl would be punished if they found out. Especially in a time like this, before marriage.

First of all, she had many secrets.
1. She was in a secret relationship with regulus black.

2. She asked the hat to make her a Slytherin, just to find out the consequences. And now suffers the consequence of being shunned by her family.

3. She hated pineapple pizza, which was the Potter family's favourite dinner.

4. She has had many partners before Regulus.

She did tell Regulus about the partners but he wasn't offended about them, over the years she dated/hooked up with Remus Lupin, Daniel Campbell, Evan Rosier, Marlene McKinnon, and Regulus Black.

But Marlene was just a kiss, Evan was a drunk hook-up in fourth year, Daniel Campbell during fourth year as well. Remus was a kissing partner during the summer of fourth year, and Regulus was currently her best friend/boyfriend?

She didn't know what they were yet, and she knew that this year will be hard for him.

"Elizabeth, come downstairs," Euphemia yelled from the first floor. The eldest twin, stood up and smoothed her dress down as she walked out of her room into the foyer of the first floor.

Her black heels clicked and clacked on the marble floors of the potter manor. When she walked into the foyer, she found a table and the family seated at the table, but Sirius was sitting in her spot.

"Sirius, your sitting in my spot." She said.
Sirius turned around and nodded his head to get up, but then James walked in. He was dressed in a expensive red suit, and she also noticed he had a lily in his pocket.

"Sirius, why are you moving, I told you to sit in that spot,"

"Your sister wants to sit there, and I'll just get another chair."

"No, I want you there, and then Lily will think that you two are together,"

"But we aren't together," Harper jumped into the conversation.

"And you, Elizabeth. What are you wearing?"

"A dress."

"But it is not in THE FAMILY COLOURS!" James yelled.

"STOP IT," she yelled.
She stormed back up the stairs but before that, she grabbed a glass of champagne and threw it on to his suit. She walked up the stairs and Harper stood up, about to follow her, when James walked up to her and pulled her away. "We don't need to associate with her, and you are not to talk to her anymore."

She freed herself from his grasp and ran his the stairs to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was furiously writing in a notebook and Harper noticed the amount of broken quills on the floor.

"Lizzie, are you alright."
"No, im not."

She stood up and dragged her suitcase out of the closet.

"Where are you going." Harper asked, she eyes flicking in between Elizabeth and her trunk.

"I'm going to Isabelle's house." Elizabeth said, she grabbed silks of her bed and papers shoving them in to a small backpack.

More clothes were tossed in, as she zipped it up. Elizabeth and walked down the stairs with her luggage and walked out the door. She then realized she couldn't apparate.

So she walked back in, and stepped into the fireplace. Elizabeth hated the floo, but it was the only way.

"ROSIER MANOR." She said as she dissolved into the floo network.

She landed in the Manor, and walked onto the marble floors, a family tapestry sat in front of the floo, and there was a couple of chairs around it, one of them was occupied.

Lyra Rosier, the mother of the twins, was sitting reading her book, when she heard somebody come through the floo.

She looked up and Elizabeth walked towards her, not noticing that somebody was in here.

"Elizabeth Potter, back alre- your face! it's so dirty."Lyra said.

"Come here; let's go upstairs." She said as she ushered Elizabeth up the stairs into Isabelle's room.

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Elizabeth and Isabelle washed up their faces up and got ready for bed, Elizabeth was staying in the guest room and she walked towards the room and wrote in her notebook.

Regulus?

Yes, my love?

Come over please?

Be there in t- where are you?

Rosier Manor, guest room 690

Regulus knocked against the window, and he saw his Lizzie on the bed, reading the book he gave her.

She noticed him and walked over to the window and opened it. Regulus walked in, giving her a kiss on the head before taking her in his arms.

They cuddled for a bit before Elizabeth asked.

"Are you going to kiss me or what?"

Regulus leaned in, and Elizabeth quickly moved. She wanted to have a little fun.

"Not yet." She said "I have something to tell you.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Reggie." She said.

"I don't know what I would do without you either." He said as she okayed with the collar of his shirt.

Regulus rolled over and Elizabeth followed as he propped her up on top of him. Elizabeth's hands roamed against his shirt as he took off her sweater and placed it on the ground.

But alas, somebody had to interrupt.

"Eliza, I brought you some towels."

"Isabelle, just leave them on the ground, I'll pick them up tomorrow." She said.

"Ok, have a good rest." Isabelle said.

Regulus rolled over and she followed again as she propped herself up on top of him: Elizabeth's hands wandered over his chest and under his tank top while Regulus  was untied her dress over her head and tossing into the laundry basket.

Elizabeth realized how soft Regulus's hands were and how great the felt as they explored her body. How magnificent and magical she felt when Regulus was there.

Elizabeth flipped them over so that he was on the top as propped up on his elbows and left kisses down her cheeks, neck, and collarbone. Leaving small love bites in everywhere possible.

"Fuck, Regulus." Elizabeth sighed out as her body was just crumbling under this man's touch.

He stopped for a moment to pull his own tank top off and throw into the basket, before returning back to give  all his love to Elizabeth. He leaned back down, attaching his lips on to Elizabeth's They fell into a rhythm as their hips grinded together and and their lips moved in sync.

They lied on the bed, sheets crumpled around their sweaty bodies, the radiant glow shined on Elizabeth's face as she drew small shapes on Regulus's chest.

"Regulus?"

"Yes my love."

"Will we survive the war."

"Oh darling, we'll live forever."
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