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kayquilz 
Elliot crinkled her nose. Oh no. ELliot could NOT let Presley Black, her close friend, and a VERY noble pureblood live with a MUGGLE. "No, Presley, you're staying with me until you sort this out. No. I won't allow it." She stood up taller, straightening her back. HEr eyes shone brilliantly, and the determination in them is what made her such a valuable Ravenclaw. "I don't care what my parents say. I am sick of them treating me the way they do anyways. Father can't say a word. He's never home anyways. You're coming with me over the holidays." She dropped her trunk, and used that hand to place it on Presley's shoulder.
HEr eyes were really steely, now.
"You can NOT give in, Presley. You will not. You hear me? You stay strong. You aren't alone." Her voice was gruff in anger. In passion. Because Elliot was a hot head, and she was NOT going to let ANYONE push her OR Pres around.
She wasn't arguing. She wasn't going to let Presley slide her invitation off..."And don't try to argue with me. It's final." She said, her voice like stone.
And when Presley talked about Leo...Elliot's face flushed with a bit of anger. "Childish? You ARE a child!" she snapped. She began to dig in her bag..."I am writing to that brother of yours. How DARE he abandon you!" she cried, utterly FILLED with rage now. Elliot would probably EVENTUALLY help her sisters out in that situation...
Presley grinned. She knew there was a reason she was friends with Elliot. Because this was the kind of girl who wouldn't let her friend get pushed around, no matter how powerful the person on the other side was. And Zebhidiyah Black was very powerful.
"Thanks Elliot," Presley said genuinley.
"And don't worry. I have no intention of letting him win. He's won for far far too long." Presley was not a loser, and it was time she stood up and told people exactly how she felt.
Her brow furrowed though, when Elliot said 'You are a child'
"I'm not a child." she corrected.
"I never have been and you know it." Childish, yes, but Presley had been forced to grow up and care for herself when her mother died and her father retreated into his shell. Now that he'd decided to come out, Presley was already grown up and he didn't like it. Well, that was his problem.
She frantically grabbed Elliot's arm.
"NO! Elliot you can't write to Leo. You just can't. Because telling you that he abandoned me...that makes him a winner too. Because I've admitted that I can't do everything on my own. Please just don't write to him. I'll deal with it." She dropped Elliot's arm, only just realizing that she'd grabbed it. She wasn't sure how, but she would deal with it.