Eccedentesiast

Chapter 40

Violet's pov

    I kissed Grace's head, then Harry's and finally Draco's before ushering them onto the train. "Be safe, we'll see you at Hogwarts." I waved and smiled lightly. Remus kissed my cheek, "See you at Hogwarts, Vi." Remus chuckled at my confused face. "You are riding the train?" I ask gently, he nods and smiles. "It's tradition Violet. And I'm in need of a nap." Remus chuckles before walking into the train. I turned and hugged Sirius, "We'll see you at Christmas." I mumblem Sirius holds me tight. "Don't be silly, Vi. I'll be there for Remus." Sirius replies, pulling away to cup my cheeks.

"It's tradition! I'll always help him." Sirius reminds me, I nod and kiss his cheek. "See you soon." I muttered, Regulus walked over to me and pulled me away from Sirius. "Stop trying to steal my wife, brother." Regulus teased. "You actually stole her from me. She was mine first." Sirius grumbles at his brother. Regulus laughs before hugging him, as they pull apart Regulus turns to me and offers his hand. "Ready my love?" He questions, I place my hand in his and he apparates us just outside the school grounds.

Once we reach the gates, Regulus pulls me into his chest. Slowly, he cups my upper neck and jaw, he pulls me closer. "Violet," He starts. "Regulus, I'm fine." I assure him, he turns his head in disbelief. "Violet, one, don't interrupt me. Two, I know you, Violet. You can't lie to me, I see right through you." He laughs gently, I scoff and turn my head. "You don't believe me?" He quirks. I refuse to look at him, he clears his throat and turns my head forward. "Violet, you are fiddling your fingers, that's the first way I tell you are anxious. You are biting the inside of your cheek, that means you are scared, you're holding in tears. Finally, you are refusing to make eye contact with me, that shows me you are lying." He explains, I look at him in awe.

"I hate you sometimes." I mumble against his lips. "Mhm, you love me." He mutters before pulling me closer by the back of my neck. I laugh into the kiss, "Erm- Vi-Violet." Hagrid mumbles shyly. I pull away and turn to face Hagrid, I smile at him and swat Regulus' hand from my bum. "Sorry, to interrupt. Um, I just wanted to ask if you would help me with my first lesson? I have Gryffindors and Slytherins and I fear Harry and Pansy will argue." Hagrid confesses, I laugh and nod. "I will be there, Hagrid. Don't worry, you'll be brilliant." I admit giving him a bright smile before pulling Regulus to the castle. "Are you ready to explain to Harry, who Pettigrew is?" Dumbledore questioned stepping in front of me and Regulus, along with McGonagall, Severus and Hagrid who just joined.

I rub my temples and groan. "Not, really. I will! I will! I just need a bit of time. I can't just blurt out what he did to his parents." I mumbled, "And you. You are going to have to tell him. In case he meets him." Regulus added quietly, backing away. "NO! Absolutely not!" I shout at Regulus. Regulus grabs my hands and pulls me close, "When you are ready, love. But, you will have to at some point." Regulus gently stroked my hands. I nodded and turned to face the three teachers and the headmaster. "Don't tell them anything." I sternly stated, glaring at them. They nodded, Dumbledore left first, then Hagrid. Severus and McGonagall stayed. "I'm fine! Stop giving me the sympathy look. Reg already lectured me!" I groaned before walking to our flat.

Regulus grabbed my waist before I walked into the flat, I groaned and threw my head back against his shoulder. "Love, relax please. I understand you are anxious and scared, but Violet, you are only hurting yourself. Please... Just... Relax... Violet." Regulus whispers, placing kisses against my neck. "I will, I promise." I whisper back. He slaps my ass before pushing me into the flat, "You prick!" I shout, while throwing a pillow at him. He chuckles before tossing it at me. "Reg," I mutter while hoisting myself on the counter. "Yes, love." He responds slowly walking up to me. He places his hands on the counter, trapping me in between his arms. I cup his face, slowly rubbing my thumbs against his cheeks. He flutters his eyes shut at the feeling of my cool skin on his.