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This chapter has been split in half, it was originally a 10k chapter but i split it. ALSO HAPPY CHAPTER 20!

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Bon voyage!

"Whatever the cost of our libraries, the price is cheap compared to that of an ignorant nation."- Walter Cronkite

Two weeks later, and all was well.

Remus still felt mournful over his episode on the full moon, Sirius forgave him and was feeling better than he had in a while, James and Lily were still sickening, Remus and Mary were closer than ever, Beverley was still deadset on finding the death eaters within the school, Peter was trying to help Elizabeth with her herbology revision and she was helping him with defence.

As aforementioned, all was well. At least within Hogwarts.

Outside of Hogwarts a storm was raging, attacks were occurring daily, muggles and muggleborns were murdered mercilessly, kidnapped and tortured. Children were taken from their mothers and women were raped, houses were burnt down and businesses were shut down. Mass murders were occurring throughout the Auror corps and high ranking officials were being abducted and taken to Voldemort. Every day, several letters were received by students informing them of a relative's death or been declared missing.

The daily prophet had an entire section dedicated to obituraries and a list of all the casualties.

Many of the sixth and seventh years, whom had waited years to finally finish their education and move on with life regretted their youthful wishes and dreaded having to leave. Hogwarts was the only impenetrable place and even then, you could trust nobody, everyone had their own secrets, their own opinions and beliefs.

The youth were not leaving school to pursue secure futures in a world that would be safe for the next generation to be raised in. No, Because of the actions of the older generation, the youth were being forced to fight and die.

Some extremists said that this was the apocalypse, that this war would be the end of mankind itself; that the magical community would be revealed to the muggles and we'd have not one war to fight, but two. one caused by malice and hate, the other by fear.

For people fear what they do not understand.

For now, Hogwarts was safe, students were not panicing about battles and death, but by exams and grades, they were worrying about mixing clockwise instead of anti-clockwise in potions and making their turtles the perfect shade of magenta. And the teachers let them, lest not worry the youth about the problems of tomorrow, when they have their own problems of today.

The group was settled in the middle of the Gryffindor table as they usually were, eating breakfast and sorting through their stuff. Beverley was writing information down from her daily prophet, Elizabeth was editing her herbology coursework, James, Peter. Remus and Sirius were huddled over a piece of parchment, obviously planning their latest prank; Lily was helping Mary with a charm. They were all so preoccupied that they did not notice the approaching blonde.

Elizabeth's eyes narrowed as she noticed the blonde slip into the spare seat on Sirius's spare side. She glared daggers at her across the table. Of course, that bitch had to come over and spoil her perfectly normal day.

Victoria Mallows.

Sirius jumped, startled, as he felt a nimble hand, rubbing circles on his shoulder. He knew Liz was sitting across from him so who the hell was next to him. He turned in his seat and held in a groan as he saw who it was. Of course, it had to be the leader of his fanclub. He raised an eyebrow and put his weight on his elbow.

"Victoria."

She gave him a sultry smirk and twirled a lock of bleach blonde hair around her red fingernail.

"My name sounds delicious coming out of your mouth." she giggled, Sirius glared at her and couldn't contain the roll of his eyes, merlin she was so stupid! Did she clearly not see that he was taken by the most beautiful, god damn angel in the entire universe. Why would he ever stoop so low to get it on with a bimbo like her.

"You know what else sounds delicious Victoria," Sirius stated. Elizabeth snorted into her cup of pumpkin juice as she saw Victoria's face brighten up, the dumb bitch thought that Sirius was actually going along with her stupid game. She couldn't help but have jealousy flare up in her gut as she saw the girl slide even closer to Sirius.

"Me and you, an empty classroom, perhaps I can er... how do I put it." she leant even closer, squeezing her arms closer to her body so her ample chest spewed out of her badly buttoned up shirt. She looked so bloody stupid Sirius snorted inwardly, she was so damn low. "Polish your wand." she winked.

Around the table, many jaws dropped open at her blatant innuendo. This chick had guts, to pull something like this right in front of the guy's girlfriend. Elizabeth seethed as she watched the girl hit on her boyfriend as if he was completely single and still up for shagging five girls a day. She was disgusted at the girl's lack of dignity.

Remus who had begun to read over Mary's herbology essay hadn't been paying attention to the conversation only heard the last part.

"Trust me, Sirius polishes his wand all the time, he even makes us check to see if there's any marks."

Laughter erupted around the table from anybody who had been paying attention to the comment. Sirius's cheeks flushed slightly as he felt many people's eyes on the group. His eyes flickered to Elizabeth who was gripping her stomach to contain her mirth.

"I always knew there was more going on between Remus and Sirius!" a fifth year commented to her friend as her friend handed two sickles into her hand. Remus froze in his seat before understanding daunted on his face, his jaw dropped and he shook his head.

"No, you misunderstand!" he gasped and stood up as laughter roared around them. In the meanwhile, ictoria has shifted away and moved to her rightful table.

Once the raucousness settled down, the group continued to eat their breakfast. Sirius snorted into his drink as he thought over the conversation.

"Remus you idiot!"

The group began to snigger and laugh as they thought about the previous moment. It was bloody hillarious. Moments later the mail owls arrived. silence spread across the hall as they waited for the cries of pain and anguish, but they didnt come. It was the first morning in six months that hadnt had some sort of death notice. However everyone watched Sirius curiously as a package landed before him.

"Who sent you stuff?" Mary asked, suprised. It wasnt often that Sirius recieved mail these days. He shrugged, Elizabeth took another bite and watched keenly kknowing exactly what was in the package. She had ordered him the package weeks ago and it seemed to have just arrived. This was classic. of all the times. She hid her smile behind her cup of pumpkin juice.

"What the hell?" Sirius muttered as he pulled out the bottle. His face dropped as he saw the packaging.

Wand polish- Specially crafted for your wand

Those close to him sniggered as they saw the bottle. This was bloody hilarious! Everyone burst out laughing. How bloody ironic.

"Did you use up your other bottle of wand polish Sirius?" James choked, Sirius looked up at him dumbstruck.

"Of course he did!" Lily snorted, "He needed to make things extra slick. She winked at Sirius who looked at her in amazement.

It took a while until James cast a tempus charm.

"We best get to class," James said as he stood up with one hand holding his herbology books and the other intertwined with Lily's nimble fingers.

"What a nerd." Sirius rolled his eyes and ran a hand over his face, Peters face contorted at the statement and raised an eyebrow, James Potter…a nerd. As they stood up Peter turned towards Beverley, She was still seated at reading through a pile of daily Prophets, a frown decorated his features, for the last two week she'd been obsessively reading the Daily Prophet, she needed to find information, who was suspected death eaters, it was no longer a matter of her finding who was a death eater, it was a craving, an obsession. He was worried for her,

"Bev, you coming?" She looked up with a straw in her mouth, she shook her head and continued to read the prophet. He bit his bottom lip and looked towards his friends, he'd catch up eventually and herbology was his best subject, he could miss afew minutes of class. He sat down and looked at her, he saw her sharp features contort, her mind was elsewhere, he could tell, she was continuously muttering the same words underneath her breath. She grit her teeth together before looking up, her eyes flashing.

"What do you want?" She gritted out, her palms enclosing into fists on the table.

"I want you to take a break and come to class." She rolled her hazel eyes and looked at him, sarcasm clearly drawn onto her features,

"How many times do I have to tell all of you!" she spat, "We're at war! In afew weeks we'll be fighting for our lives!" It was really inconsiderate for her to bring that up, he thought, it was something they'd all been forcing to the back of their minds.

"I know that." He stated bluntly, his voice low and sad. It sucked, it really sucked that this was the life they were living. He hated it and even more he hated what it was doing to his friends. He could see the stress tattooed onto Beverleys face.

"IN AFEW WEEKS WE WILL BE FIGHTING! LEARNING HOW TO CUT OFF MANDRAKE ROOTS IS NOT GOING TO HELP ME PREPARE FOR WAR!"

"You are a hypocrite Beverley, you tell us we are ignorant to war, but you are ignorant to the power of knowledge, If that is how you truly feel then we will leave you alone." He frowned down at her, "And we know that we will be fighting in a few weeks, that's why we're salvaging these last few weeks of freedom. You ought to do the same."

And when he walked away, she did not see the frown that graced her sunken features, or the tears that welled in her sad eyes, he did not see the way she looked at his strong stance longingly or how she swore under her breath.

Elizabeth Gilmore cursed under her breath and ran a hand over her face, NEWT's were in two weeks and she felt as though she had forgotten everything, like all the other seventh and fifth years she had begun cramming everything in, the library was full every night, their were waiting lists on books and Flourish and Blotts was running express orders.

Worst of all her mind was plagued with what would happen after Hogwarts, where would she go, she had no home, no family, she had no clue whats he wanted to do and there was a war raging. She let out a sigh, she wasn't going to get anything done tonight. Standing up she put her book in her bookbag and walked out of the library, perhaps outside she could find some solace and peace of mind.

As she walked through the hallways of Hogwarts her mind drifted and she found herself remember all the moments she'd had in Hogwarts, the good, the bad, and the ugly. Hogwarts was home, it was where she'd had her first kiss, first boyfriend, her first time away from home, her first friends, her first period and her first pimple. In afew weeks she'd be leaving and the bubbles they'd placed themselves into would pop and they'd finally have to face the cold, hard, truth that was reality.

Tap, tap, tap.

Her head snapped up at the sound of footsteps coming her way, her clear eyes widened and her breath hitched, her right hand flicked and her wand was summoned to her hand. She took a deep breath and held her wand infront of her, her senses alert and ready to strike.

Somehow she always managed to get herself into situations, she didn't even need to do anything, trouble found her. She took a step towards the noise when she saw the group turn a corner.

Her body slumped with relief.

It was only James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. 'thank merlin' she muttered under her breath. Picking up her bookbag she walked towards them with a blinding smile. However as she got closer her smile dimmed, they looked so downcast…

"Hey Muskateers!" Peter looked up and her bow furrowed, his eyes were bloodshot and slightly swollen,

"Hey Liz." He replied hoarsely, his usual soft tone was gravelly and dull. She looked at him questionably before looking to his right where the other three were looking at her sullenly. Remus's shoulders were hunched forward and his neck bent, his hands were in his pockets and his tie was loose and hidden behind his sweater. James's shirt was hanging out of his sweater and his glasses were off center, a frown marred his face and he was dragging himself along. Sirius however, he looked heartbroken, his uniform looked its usual disarray, but his hair was tangled and messy, his eyes were lacking their usual glimmer of mischief and he was frowning. Had they watched the magical equivalent of the titanic or something similar?

"Chins up boys, what did a prank go badly?" She smiled and spoke cheerfully, hoping to bring up their sullen moods, only it seemed she amplified it…pranks then.

"We didn't get far enough to get the prank done." James mumbled and sat on the ground against the wall Sirius was leaning against with effortless grace. She frowned, they were usually so careful, how did they manage to get themselves caught after 7 years of pranking within the same halls.

"What do you mean?"

"Filch caught us." Sirius spat, his cheeks were flushed red with anger. "Gave us detentions for two weeks, bloody idiot."

"How'd you manage that, you have the map with you didn't you?" she was so confused, usually the detentions came after the prank, not before the prank was even set up. The group seemed become even gloomier with her words, their eyes downcast.

"errr." James shuffled on the spot, "We had the map." Elizabeths eyebrows shot up in surprise, what on earth did they mean? If she wanted to have a midnight chat with someone who spoke in riddles she would've gone to have tea with Dumbledore, at least he gave lemon drops whilst he spoke in riddles.

"What he means is that we accidentally got the map confiscated." Peter blurted out, his eyes tearing up and ears turning crimson. Her mouth dropped open in an 'o' shape. They lost the map! Her heart dropped, they had spent so long on that map, that map was their legacy, it contained the Marauders personalities and was made from their hard work and dedication. They had plans to pass it onto their children so they could wreck havoc, and give Professor McGonagall more grey hairs.

It was one of the darkest days the marauders faced at Hogwarts, as they told the story of how Filch caught them getting out of a passage near a trick step tapestry, when he'd caught up with them. They hadn't been paying attention and didn't see him approaching, James had tried creating a diversion to give Sirius a chance to clear the map but it had been fruitless. Filch had dragged them to his office after noticing the print on the map suddenly disappearing. They escaped whilst Filch had turned his back whilst threatening them with disembowelment and whipping if they didn't reveal what the map was.

Filch had thought they'd left when really all they did was place the cloak over themselves. Filch predictably ran out after what he thought was them. They did a quick sweep of the office, but nothing… the marauders map was truly lost.

The next day the Marauders dragged themseleves around the school with dark circles under their eyes and crestfallen expressions. Without their cheerful laughter and pranks Hogwarts felt a lot darker, the halls felt erie and quiet, dinner felt awkward and dull. The girls tried everything to cheer the boys us, Beverley, the queen of holding grudges even apoligised to Peter for yelling at him, she then blurted out that her reasoning for doing so was justified.

However, it seemed that in the time after losing the map, the group had bonded, almost as if the loss of the map was going to break up their friendship. Hugs lasted longer, words were more sincere, goodnights were said before bed and good mornings every morning.

What they said was true, When losing something valuable to the eye, you learn to treasure things valuable to the heart.

On the second last Wednesday of School, the seventh years took their Potions exam, but that was not the most extraordinary thing that occurred that day. No, at lunch, after their exam, several of them received letters. Now these were not any normal letters, these letters were written with the most impeccable writing and were Signed by Dumbledore, requesting a meeting after dinner in his office.

The Gryffindor seventh years sat anxiously at dinner, Elizabeth was explaining arithmancy concepts to Beverley for their NEWT on Friday, Many others were doing the same thing, several others were playing with their food. That morning on the Daily Prophet there was news of a large-scale attack occurring in Manchester where 123 muggles and 34 witches and wizards had been massacred.

As the group of seventh years were wandering down the corridor to Dumbledore's office Elizabeth turned to Lily, her face alight with mirth and nostalgia, "How did you like the question about the correct administration of veritaserum Lils?"

Lily let out a snort and rolled her eyes, " A few sneaky drops in their pumpkin juice- depending on how much you hate the idiots of course. Oh and make sure you think about the consequences and the embarrassment you could potentially face."

"Well done Miss Evans, 10 points to Gryffindor!" Elizabeth mock clapped.

The Gryffindor seventh years walked into Dumbledore's office and their mouths dropped open, In the office resided many accomplished witches and wizards such as Mad-eye Moody and Cardoroc Dearborn, People of all professions, aurors, teachers ,healers, quidditch players…students from past years. There were a large portion of people in their year level also, from all houses, even Slytherin. Lyra Bones, Dorcas Meadows, Hailey Sonda, Lucinda Talkalot and more. Everyone was quietly chattering amongst themselves as if they were old friends. Dumbledore was sitting in his high backed chair that looked more like a throne, rimmed with coloured gems. He spoke quietly with Mad-eye Moody and Professor McGonagall whom seemed angry.

Suddenly a hush fell over the room and several of the older lot pulled out their wands from their holsters, everyone seemed alert and prepared for anything, astonishment and surprise went through several of the Seventh years who were the youngest there, they'd heard of many of these people, read articles of them and seen photos of them. However, everyone let out sighs of relief when they saw that the noise came from the floo. From the green flames stepped out a tall, strongly built man whom the Gryffindor seventh years strongly recognised. A large toothy grin spread across the man's youthful face.

"Frank! Long time no see buddy!" James yelled across the room causing many of those who had never had the pleasure of meeting James looked at him sharply. Frank waved and walked over to him and shook his hand strongly.

"Not long enough, old friend, not long enough." He laughed and went over to all the others, shaking hands with the guys and giving the girls hugs. When he got to Elizabeth he gave her a large smile which she reciprocated. She had missed her old friend so much. She had of course seen Alice and Frank throughout the school and in the common room however she had met Alice in third year when Professor Sprout had requested she get tutoring, Alice was fine with it since she had to tutor Frank anyway. Subject wise the couple were polar opposite, her best subject was his worst. Ever since then they had gained a friendship.

"How are you?" She whispered into his ear, she felt him take a deep breath to steady himself,

"As good as I can be, everything considered." He whispered back, her heart broke for him, all the horrors he must have experienced in the past year, and a dead weight set itself at the bottom of her stomach for all her friends with ambitions to become aurors, they too would be seeing daily horrors, it was them who would be in the most danger, be most involved with the war… As she pulled aways he looked around, brows furrowed, she then looked up at him.

"Wheres Alice?" She had missed the short bubbly, blonde as much as she missed Frank.

"She was coming after me unless she somehow managed to floo herself to a different Dumbledores office…" he trailed off, Elizabeth stifled a laugh, knowing Alice she'd probably manage to do just that. A smile spread across Franks' face as he watched someone behind her, she raised an eyebrow and turned around, a laugh escaped her as she saw a short woman picking herself up off the floor who was cursing under her breath, Alice!

A large smile spread across her face, however before Elizabeth could say anything the fireplace lit up again, a tall, slim blonde stepped out, from her peripheral vision she could see the boy's faces light up at the person, they looked so happy to see her, especially Sirius. Without any notice her heart felt suspiciously heavy, she did not understand why but she could feel her cheeks flushing. She looked familiar, was she another of his ex-girlfriends? Before she could inquire anything or say hello to Alice, Dumbledore stood up causing the buzzing of noise to die away abruptly.

It seemed that only the seventh years were confused about what was occurring, it seemed everyone else was well informed. Elizabeth looked around, some of the elder witches and wizards looked disapproving or angry, whilst the younger ones looked excited. The more attention the more people she noticed. The Prewett twins, they graduated when they were in third year, she remembered them being an inspiration for the Marauders, Benji Fenwick, he graduated two years ago, Edgar Bones and his wife Stella Bones, both graduated as Hufflepuffs four years ago.

"Several of you look absolutely flabbergasted." He laughed, his keen blue eyes making their way around the room, his tone of voice in its usual grandfatherly manner. "For those of you apart of the aforementioned group, Today you stand in my humble office because your potential has been noticed, whether you have a specific skill or strong moral values." Elizabeth rolled her eyes as she saw Sirius puff out and whisper something in James' ear with a smirk causing James to snigger.

"As many of you know, in the last three years a storm has been brewing, and this year this storm has escalated severely." Many people in the room nodded along to his speech, many other looked bored.

"Mass murder, kidnapping, torture, arson, Rape, Genocide."

In the room, grimaces crossed many faces and several people flinched. Dumbledore spoke of the crimes with a serene calmness as if they were words used in an everyday conversation. However his eyes no longer held a bright twinkle, they were cold and hard, determined and it was in that moment that the story's about Dumbledore being a powerful wizard, came alive, In that moment Elizabeth believed that if Voldemort somehow apparated behind Dumbledore, he could beat him.

"These crimes have all been caused by Lord Voldemort." A ripple of shock went through the room, within the last six months, as the war escalated, witches and wizards had stopped using Voldemorts name and instead replaced it with 'you know who' or 'he who must not be named.' The hair on the back of Elizabeth's neck stood static, she knew it was an irrational fear, but still the thought of Voldemort, a man so powerful and violent that his very name was barely uttered…Dumbledore took a deep breath and continued as if he'd never been interrupted. "It is because of this same monster that we are all gathered here today. In the last year, the war has escalated severely, attacks are now occurring daily and despite their best efforts, the ministry is struggling to keep up, they have virtually no idea about who is causing the attacks and by the time they hear news of an attack it is already over. Quite frankly, We are losing the fight against Voldemort and his Death Eaters."

Like many others in the room, Elizabeth sharply inhaled, to hear those words, and for them to come out of Dumbledores mouth no less caused a shiver to go down her spine, the fine hairs on her arms stood static. It was so unlike the wise, old, optimistic headmaster she'd known for the past seven years. He has always been a beacon of light and hope, yet he was standing in front of them all and depressing them all.

"With this in mind, two years ago, I gathered those I inexplicably trusted and met with them, I told them of a vigilante group that would fight against the oppression of Lord Voldemort and his followers. Since then we have followed their affairs, tried hunting down members, left anonymous tips at the ministry. We protect those who need protecting and aim to bring about the end of Lord Voldemorts reign of terror. "

"The ministries resources and actions are limited by the bureaucracy and corruption within, without concrete evidence, no action can be taken and no trial can be held. This order is run underground, using unofficial channels and resources." A frown settled itself on Elizabeth's face, and she could see one forming on Lily and Remus's face. Was this even legal? Through the air soared a piece of thick parchment with a list on it, Dumbledore placed it on the table in front of him and placed a silver quill next to it.

"You will find that many people in this room have already placed their names on this list, some of them have been here since the very beginning. To those of you who are in your seventh year, In less than two weeks you will be plunged into a world of oppression, terror and fear." Yes thank you for reminding us of that, Elizabeth rolled her eyes, From across the room she caught Beverley's eyes, she looked incredibly smug in that moment.

"I invite you to join the Order of the Phoenix, and help us in the fight against Lord Voldemort. And before you run headfirst into this desk in a rush to put your name down, I warn you, that this is no easy task, you will not be free from danger. Whilst many precautions are taken, we have lost members in battles before." He spoke solemnly, a hushed silence went through the room, many of her fellow seventh years looked at each other fearfully, "Our list of members is classified and hidden away under the strongest of locking spells, any meeting places are placed under several strong defensive spells. Neither of us can guarantee your safety, you may very well become a martyr during this war. The Death eaters have no qualms about murder or torture, they revel in it."

An abrupt chill went through the room, even those who had probably heard these words several times, those who had stared a death eater in the face, or duelled one, shivered.

"Each of you has every right to refuse my offer, think of what you might be giving up, think of your families, your friends, your futures." Elizabeth looked down at his words, She no longer had any family, her friends would all undoubtedly join and her future…well she had no clue what she was going to do, so what was she going to lose? Just her life, and her innocence, and her soul, and her friends… a whole lot.

"No one will think any less of you if you decline our offer, however, you will not be able to speak nor share any of which you have seen nor heard. However, if you feel that you are ready to dedicate your time, devotion and your life in pursuit of peace, freedom and prosperity for the wizarding world than I welcome you to join the Order of the Phoenix."

A silence swept over the group of seventh years as they considered the offer presented before them. For an endless moment, the active members of the Order of the Phoenix glanced at them in curiosity. What they did next would show everyone else their character. Would they be hesitant, would they question the offer, would they ask for more time?

Remus spoke up, breaking the prolonged silence, "Is this even legal?" The slim, blonde woman that was standing next to James and Sirius rolled her eyes,

"What do yer think Remus? It's a vigilante group using unofficial channels!" she snorted, she had a surprisingly strong Scottish accent. Sirius nudged her causing her to nudge him back, Elizabeth frowned and looked down, who on earth was this woman, she seemed so familiar, she could feel a memory trying to resurface at the back of her mind. She was probably two years older than them. However, she had bigger issues than who this mysterious, most likely one of Sirius's ex is.

"Do we need to make a decision now? Or do we have time to think over this and let you know?" She questioned, Lily looked up at Dumbledore, she must've had the same thought.

"You have to let me know by the end of the first week of holidays," Dumbledore replied serenely, he intertwined his hands and placed them in front of him on the table.

She nodded in response, one month, she was sure she could come up with a decision in that time.

As many of the elders filtered out, those whom graduated in the last few years stayed behind as many were aquatinted with those who were graduating that year and wanted to talk with Dumbledore or McGonagall. Elizabeth, Beverley, Alice and Frank moved towards the larger group, where Lily, Mary and the Marauder stood talking with Dorcas and the blonde woman.

A hot surge of jealousy surged through her veins, this woman kept touching Sirius hair and kept touching him, and had her arm slinged around him. How dare she even go near Sirius! She hated that she felt this way but she could not stop it, this woman was like a bloody leech, she just stuck to him and didn't let go.

"Lizzie!" Sirius exclaimed, waving her over, a small grin spread across her cheeks. "This is Marlene, graduated two years ago, Gryffindor, might remember her." Then it dawned on her, that Marlene, Marlene who once slipped firewhiskey in McGonagalls pumpkin juice and smoked in class, Marlene who always wore red lipstick, Marlene who slept with anything with two legs… that Marlene. Wonderful. In fact, in the back of her mind, she remembered Marlene to have dark brown hair, but she could be mistaken.

"Didn't you have brown hair?" she blurted out, Marlene let out a soft but hoarse laugh,

"Aye, but I reckon blonde is more my colour." She replied briskly whilst twirling a lock of hair, Sirius rolled his eyes and shrugged her off. Thank merlin, Elizabeth thought, took him long enough. Sirius walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her, a large smile spread across her face, her porceline cheeks flushed slightly.

"Marlene, this is my beautiful girlfriend, elizabeth." Elizabeths heart skipped a beat, he called her beautiful! And for the first time, she was introduced as his Girlfriend…no his beautiful girlfriend. Her already flushed cheeks became a deeper pink and she berated herself for acting so frivolous and childlike in front of Marlene McKinnon, resident bad girl and charmer. A smile spread across Marlenes pale face and underneath all the makeup and masking, it made her seem so much more approachable and pretty.

"Nice to meet you darlin', you two look good together."

Yes, we most certainly did.

Sirius and Elizabeth walked hand in hand throughout the corridors of Hogwarts, a comfortable silence was between them. Sirius slowed down to a point where he stopped causing her to look back in confusion. When he saw the smirk on his face she raised an eyebrow in curiousity.

"You nearly tripped me over!"

"I did not!" he laughed in response, with a roll of his eyes he pulled her towards him, He looked over her lovingly and wrapped his arms around her waist, she reached up and ran her hands through his soft hair. "You know you're really cute when you're jealous." He whispered, her cheeks turned crimson at his statement.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She replied indignantly with a shake of her head. Sirius hummed under his breath and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Yeah okay, whatever gets you to sleep at night." Elizabeth let out a huff of laughter and rolled her eyes, after a moment of silence between them she looked into his grey eyes lovingly. merlin he was beautiful.

"In all seriousness, though, I really like being called your 'beautiful girlfriend.'" She bit the bottom of her lip, Sirius looked down at her and his eyes darkened with lust, they hadn't taken that step yet and he didn't think they were ready for it, it was too early and she wanted him to bring it up. But he was only a man and when she bit her full lips in such an irresistible way… What she was hiding underneath her robes, of course he'd seen her in casual clothing, and from what he'd seen, well, lets just say she'd been a frequent visitor in his dreams.

"I really like calling you my beautiful girlfriend." He replied before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to her plump lips, he could feel her smile against him. She opened her blue orbs and looked up, with a small grin which he reciprocated. She then leant up and launched herself at him.

And with the setting sun shining onto them, they passionately embraced, blissfully ignorant of the sinister plan lurking behind locked doors.

I wish I could tell you guys everything that happens next chapter but I'm not because I'm super mean :) Obviously not mean enough if I am going to give you a sneak Peek. Let me just say that next chapter has its fair share of action and emotions!

"We cannot allow Mudbloods and filthy blood traitors to roam these halls any longer!"

Hmmmm curious. Okay, now my battery is on 14% so I'll hurry along!

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