Hello, again!
First and foremost, don't expect as many updates as my other stories. Got enough of them as is, so this one is more 'If I got an idea for an update, I'll try and put it up.' If you want sex, futas, or seeming lack of public decency, while having semi-constant updates, check out 'Were'mon.' If I manage to get a few chapters done pretty quickly, then you got more to read, but if I don't then tough luck.
Doesn't mean I won't take ideas to help speed things along.
Last time, McGonagall came in with the Hogwarts letter. Now Morgana will be meeting with a new ally and enemy: the Weasleys. Ron will be the enemy here. Molly will end up similar for a little bit, but she will be joining the rest of her family. Percy, on the other hand, will be more of an ego-centric 'punching bag.'
Don't own Harry Potter.
Goblins and Upcoming Allies
"Ah." Morgana moaned a bit as she woke up, feeling her mother-from-another-body eating her pussy in the early morning. "Yes, that's the stuff!"
Momentarily switching to her fingers, Lily said "Like always, eh daughter? Thought you could use a proper wake up before get to speaking with Minnie, who's nursing a drink at the bar right after waking up." Getting to a higher position, she continued. "Hermione's keeping an eye on her, while Harley's taking care of that one kid from the attempted break-in last week. Tim, I believe."
"Yeah, Tim." Morgana quietly grunted, before grabbing Lily's arm, stopping her. "Are you sure you just want a drink, or feeling a bit more peckish?"
"You know us too well." Lily answered. She then got on her knees and, through magic, grew herself a 7 inch cock, which she started prodding at Morgana's ass. "Mind if I?"
Morgana's grin was the only answer she needed to slowly push forward, knowing that Morgana would already have stopped any pain from happening as she felt herself slide smoothly into her daughter's slick back hole.
Moaning from a feeling that she hadn't had in quite a while, Morgana wrapped her legs around Lily, helping to drive her in further and arcing her own back from the fullness. She wasn't the only one, as Lily had to hold off from continuing on account of how tight Morgana's ass was feeling around her cock.
"Oh, you've got a tight ass, daughter." Lily said. "Can't believe I didn't think of this earlier."
"What we've done before may be good," said Morgana. "But it's only 'good' until you bring the entire list together."
Lily couldn't help but agree. You may have preferences, but you can't truly feel great without at least trying everything once.
"I daresay you can start now, but mind not being all that hardcore?" Morgana asked. "It's been a while since I had a fuck that was more intimate than fun."
Leaning down to kiss her, Lily agreed. "Okay, Morgana." With that, she started moving, making sure that the girl felt every bit of it. Every moment both in and out, Morgana felt fuller than ever. Although that might have something to do with the fact that the pair had a relationship closer than anyone either of them have been with ever since Morgana got her memory back and Lily got a new body.
It wasn't too long before Lily couldn't quite hold back and had to started moving faster. That and they did have a bit of a time limit, so they couldn't stay that way for as long as they would've liked. But the two did like it ether way, as indicated when they both had happy faces as they climaxed, covering them in Morgana's cum and filling her ass with Lily's.
Upon calming down, the pair quickly got cleaned up and dressed, with Morgana wearing a strapless blue bikini underneath a modified version of her old forest green dress, adding in a V-cut front stopping an inch under her bikini top and an opening exposing her entire back. A pair of ruby red slippers (color is random, and 'slippers' means 'slip on, but don't slide out,' not the type in 'Wizard of Oz) and a low braid completed the look.
Lily just put on her usual outfit.
"Let's not keep the professor and Tigra waiting much longer." Morgana said as she raised her arm, looping it with Lily's.
"Let's." agreed Lily. "I also have to catch up properly with her, as well as get a few answers. You didn't quite allow us to look into things back in the Wizarding World all that much."
Morgana sighed. "I know, but none of us were quite ready. I wasn't ready to make a move, Harley wasn't ready to be a part of it, and you and Hermione weren't ready to reveal yourselves to them." She then smiled mischievously. "It'll also give us a challenge, seeing as some of the only people that can move against properly are Bruce, Clark, and Diana."
Lily had to concede with that. Especially together, there were very few people that could actually fight Morgana and her forces, particularly Harley, Hermione, and herself. Morgana could conquer the world if she wanted, and virtually nothing could really stop her. But that was something that just made people love Morgana all the more, albeit while sweat-dropping at her answer when asked about it.
"World domination? That has got to be one of the most boring ideas I have ever heard of."
As Lily had told her, Professor McGonagall was at the bar, leaning on her arm while holding a cup of scotch on the counter. Hermione was right beside her, wearing a purple with red trim tank top and miniskirt with black stiletto boots.
"I know it may seem crazy, but it's the truth." Hermione was heard saying to the woman as they approached.
"You mean how I'm actually Morgana le Fay, reborn after Gwendolyn and Slytherin made me out to be a villain?" asked Morgana. "Or how I managed to reform a criminal, get you to embrace your cat side, and somehow revive my current mother in the form of a female Doomsday clone?"
"Both." Hermione told her, right after Professor McGonagall jumped and groaned from the resulting headache. "Professor McGonagall did have a bit of a problem with things like this, unless spelled out properly."
"That's true. Part of why she had so much trouble dealing James and Sirius without me. As tight as they were, I somehow was the only one really able to decipher their words. Even Lupin had trouble at times." Lily said, shrugging. However, what McGonagall said next completely shocked her.
"Too bad Sirius betrayed you guys in the end."
"Now what the hell are you talking about?" Lily asked, hands on hips. Her anger rose when Morgana said "Apparently Sirius was held responsible for the Dork Lord finding us in Godric's Hollow."
"WHAT?!" Lily cried out. "Sirius was the last person to ever betray us. Even if he wanted, he couldn't thanks to being your godfather via ritual."
"Hold on. Godfather via ritual?" McGonagall asked surprised.
"Mom." Morgana interrupted. "I think it's safe to say that we just found another thing to add to the list of screw ups from Dumbldore. As such, I want you and Harley to bring Sirius, as well as anyone that catches you interest, to here so that we can deal with them." The girl then smiled creepily. "Be sure to bring her out first to help with those monsters guarding the place."
They heard a whistle come from Hermione and a gasp from Harley, who had just showed up from delivering one of their innocent prisoners back to his parents after a week. "You really want to risk Harlequin? You must really hate Dementors."
Morgana scoffed. "Hate Dementors? Those abominations are the result of Necromancy and Black Magic. The whole soul-and-happiness-sucking thing they have is actually the result of the ritual used to create them. Also, the damn Ministry turned what I had created as an extension of Hogwarts, to help connect to the other nations, into a fucking prison! I want that place cleared out! The prisoners and human guards are to be brought here so that they can be processed."
Grim faced, both women nodded, before Harley slumped down. When she straightened again, she gained a rather crazed expression on her face as she laughed. "Finally, I can come out!"
"Harlequin!" Morgana warned her.
Pouting, she said "You rarely allow me any fun, puddin'." She then shrugged. "At least I can try and see if I can get the dead to laugh, though."
"Yeah, good luck with that." Hermione said, sweat-dropping. Getting up, she said. "I'll be seeing if I can at least get one of my parents to meet up with you and the professor in Diagon Alley. You can then have at least a familiar face with you this time."
Morgana merely had to smile to show her thanks for the offer.
A moment or so later, Professor McGonagall asked "Would you mind spending at least a little bit of time with a magical family, before officially starting Hogwarts? I know you have a solid grasp on magic, but it'll give you another ally in the Wizarding World. The Weasley family, despite their financial problems, are a pretty decent family to be around."
All four girls raised an eyebrow at the name of the family the woman was suggesting, then Morgana barked out "Weasley! Get over here!"
Hearing her, a pair of red-haired man on a double date that morning quickly excused themselves to their dates and headed over to answer Morgana, who could make their lives non-existent if she wanted. Neither of them wanted to get her upset, especially when it was thanks to her and her club that they found girls that they could bring home to visit the family.
"Yes, My Lady?" they said as one.
"What exactly can you tell us about your family?" Morgana ordered. "Professor McGonagall here suggested them as a starting point for my return to the Wizarding World."
The pair was surprised with the question, but easily acquiesced to it. Between Bill and Charlie, they began describing their family. How their father had a bit of an obsession with non-magical things; how their mother was a bit of a controller, but meant well enough to not be a control freak; how their next brothers in age were a pompous stickler for rules, and prankster twins. But the youngest two were what caught the groups attention.
"Our youngest brother, Ron... well... something seems to be wrong with him." said Bill. "Even when we were younger, he always seemed to be oblivious, jealous, and gluttonous. Nothing any of us did really helped, even our mother. Best to keep an eye on him."
"As for our sister,Ginny, however," said Charlie, smiling. "I'd say she'd be a welcome addition. The one time we tested her, the only person that could reverse her spells after Ron and the twins pissed her off was Dad. Mom was too busy telling them off to help."
"She also has a crush on you as well, despite Mom wanting her to end up with a guy." added Bill.
Morgana smiled at that. "Interesting. Sounds like my type of girl. Definitely someone to look into. Although I will be getting info from you girls before bringing into the group. Anyway, thanks you two, for the information."
Seeing that they were dismissed, the two men returned to their girlfriends and explained what happened.
With nothing else to stop them, Hermione, Lily, and Harley left themselves to take care of their own jobs, while Morgana helped McGonagall recompose herself to head on out to their first destination: Diagon Alley.
"Ah, Professor McGonagall." called the elder man behind the counter. "How you holding up today?"
Thankfully, the pair of teacher and future student had arrived at the entrance to Diagon Alley, the Leaky Cauldron, early enough to keep out of the big crowd of shoppers, but not early enough so that barely anyone was really there.
"Okay enough, Tom." she responded. "Just here to help a student prepare for Hogwarts. She just disappeared until now."
"No problem, ma'am." Tom said. "Go right on ahead."
Not bothering to let the man know who she is, Morgana kept quiet. At least until she came in the Alley itself and notice the building marked Gringotts. "Professor, real quick. Are goblins still working the bank?"
"Yeeaah." McGonagall said, a bit concerned with the question. "Why do you ask?"
Instead of answering her, Morgana looked up at the sky and concentrated. Next thing McGonagall knew, the girl's eyes turned completely white as she raised her hands and dark clouds started forming over head. Dark balls of energy formed around her hands as lightning and strong winds started blowing through the Alley, while not entirely affecting much of anything, right before Morgana purposefully towards Gringotts. McGonagall quickly ran after her.
Coming close to the bank, she could see the goblin guards talk a bit before noticing Morgana, but what happened next completely shocked her to her core. The guards dropped their weapons and started shaking like leaves at the sight of her.
"It seems that your ancestors were smart enough to let you know about me, huh?" Morgana asked rhetorically, her voice echoing with a unique deepness that allowed her to be heard everywhere without having to raise her voice. "I didn't expect myself to be reborn, but that matters not. I'm here for all my vaults, as I believe you should know just who I was born as in this life."
"Of course, My Lady! Right away, My Lady!" said one of the guards as they opened the doors. One of the two then ran to the head teller and whispered in his ear.
Everyone else was either stunned into silence or shaking like the guards at the power Morgana was exhibiting.
The teller the guard went to paled, said "I'm on it." and then left in a hurry. A few moments later, an alarm sounded, shocking the other tellers into action. They scurried around, packing up items, closing down booths, the whole works.
What the bloody hell is going on?! Thought McGonagall. Why are the goblins so afraid of Morgana?!
Her questions would have to wait a little longer as both the Granger family, with Hermione in human form, and a more regal goblin came into the room at roughly the same time.
"My Lady." The goblin bowed low. "I am Chief Ragnok. For surety, I'll be servicing you and your...companions?" Idly noticing the Grangers and McGonagall near her, Morgana nodded. "Companions. If you could...power down...we can begin with identifying all of your vaults, allowing you knowledge of just what you have available here at Gringotts. You don't have to power down completely, though." The last sentence Ragnok quickly added to help keep her happy.
"Very well." Morgana acquiesced, keeping the eyes for intimidation factor. "I suppose the Blood Knife is still used." Ragnok nods. "Let's get this over with." She motioned for the other four to join her.
Arriving in a smaller room for privacy, Morgana was handed a Blood Knife and a piece of parchment, allowing all of them to see just which vaults Morgana had control over. Which, by the way, included:
"Potter, Black, le Fay, Gryffindor, Pendragon, and Emrys? The old man actually had a kid or something?"
"Uh, no." Ragnok explained nervously. "He made it so that magic itself would name his heir, and I guess it named you as heir. Le Fay and Pendragon you know of, as they were yours and your brother's, respectively. They also came down through your mother's line. As for Gryffindor, Black, and Potter, those three came from your father's line."
"And what about this little note about Slytherin?" Morgana demanded.
Ragnok gulped before explaining that there was another that had a bigger claim than she had. "Despite what the one known as Voldemort calls himself, after he lost to you, he lost the right to call himself 'Heir of Slytherin.' However, someone by the name of Harleen Quinzel has a direct line to Slytherin."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Harleen Quinzel, is a descendant of Slytherin?" Morgana asked, completely caught off guard by that fact. After Ragnok confirmed it, only Ragnok and McGonagall didn't start laughing. After calming down enough, Hermione explained. "Harleen is the original name for former criminal turned lover/soldier for My Lady here, Harley Quin. Who's currently busy on assignment so she'll have to get back to you on that."
"Ah, okay." Ragnok said after a moment. "Thankfully, with this now out of the way, we can get started on auditing your vaults. Among other things." Sending a goblin off to get started, he focused back on Morgana and said "In a few minutes we'll know everything about your accounts. In the meantime, anything I can get you? Refreshments? Reading material?"
"Some light refreshments will do." Morgana told him. "And while we wait, what do you know of Sirius Black, the line of Slytherin, and Albus Dumbledore?"
A mite surprised and confused, he took a moment to say "Welll...Lord Black was your godfather, a close friend of Jame Potter, and the Head of the House of Black, despite his mother wanting to disown him. However, he, uh, was placed in Azkaban by Dumbledore and Barty Crouch, Senior. Without a trial, might I add."
"What?!" McGonagall was shocked at what she just heard. "You mean to tell us that not only is Black actually innocent, but Dumbledore knew, and still sent him to Azkaban?!"
"Yes." he confirmed. "Even so, he had already marked My Lady here as his heir, in case something were to happen to him."
"And Slytherin?" Morgana asked, indifferently.
"What most people know is that Slytherin had a child that continued his legacy. As well as your curse." said Ragnok. "What most don't know is that he first had a Squib daughter, that escaped the curse. Unfortunately, her very identity was erased by Slytherin. But we had eventually managed to locate her line, leading down into Harleen Quinzel, who we had trouble finding ever since she started working at Arkham. Until now, that is. However, surprisingly, she had developed at last enough magic to, by law, become Head of the House of Slytherin."
That got Morgana chuckling darkly after she figured out what the goblin was saying. "If I make sure the curse doesn't affect her, then she can take the House without a problem, and be a major bitch-slap to that bastard!"
"Actually, I was thinking about the one calling himself Lord Voldemort. He's from the younger line of Slytherin." said Ragnok
"Meaning he doesn't have any legal right to that House," said Hermione. "at least without challenging Harley first."
Now Morgana was laughing maniacally. Harley could legally control one of her enemies' Houses, ultimately turning it over to herself for the time being, and their was nothing that could be done about it! However, the good mood she was feeling was about to be over as a goblin came in with the vault audits, as well as a picture. Once Ragnok saw the picture, he paled enough to be called blank white as he shakily handed it over to Morgana. Curious, she took it and looked at what it was showing. She instantly regretted it, and so did everyone else.
If there was any look that could kill, she had it as her hair started flying wildly, her eyes became fire, and her teeth turned razor sharp. Add in lightning claws, and a tornado forming around her with enough force everyone onto the walls, and the humans with Morgana could see just why the goblins were terrified of her. "JUST WHERE THE FUCKING HELL DID YOU GET THIS?!"
The goblin who brought it in was stuttering so badly, even himself could barely understand what he was saying. And that wasn't including the winds. "It just appeared with the audits, I swear! Please don't kill me!"
"YOU BETTER BE CORRECT ABOUT THAT, OR I WILL BE HAVING YOUR HEAD!" yelled Morgana, angry beyond belief. Taking the audits, she declared. "ANY COPIES OF THIS THAT ARE IN THE ENTIRE BUILDING ARE TO BE DESTROYED! UNDERSTAND?!" Seeing the two creatures nodding fast enough to look as though they weren't, she walked out, dragging the winds, the Grangers, and Professor McGonagall out with her.
Outside of the office and in the main lobby, the five came across a family of redheads and a smaller family of blonds staring intensely at each other, neither group wanting to upset the goblins. At least until Morgana returned, then they started shaking as well from her. However, Morgana did notice more of them shook in awe/excitement than in fear.
Looking at the red-haired family, she asked "Weasleys?" Seeing them nod, she powered down, saying "I'll be leaving explanations for you with Minnie here. In the mean time, though, I would like to talk a bit with the cutie." By now, she was pretty well right in front of the red-haired girl that she was sure was Ginny Weasley. "Something tells me we'll be seeing each other a lot." Glancing at what could only be her mother, she finished with "Although I wouldn't mind having your mother join us."
By the end of her words, Hermione and her parents had a combination of knowing and 'happy' expressions, McGonagall was pinching the bridge of her nose in resignation, while the Weasleys and the blonde family were varied between steaming blushes, 'happy' faces, and scandalized looks at what they heard. Except the youngest two boys, who didn't seem to realize just what exactly she was talking about.
After a bit, the oldest boy cried out "How dare you?! Stay away from my mother and sister, you-" but the pair of twins there quickly stopped him, not about to let their brother upset the 'sexy girl that could totally fry all of them in one go if she wanted.' They preferred to live, thank you.
And they were just in time, as Morgana looked at them with a knee-shaking smile and told them "Gred and Forge, I presume? I would've had to make an...example...of him."
"And considering that she isn't pissed off like before," added Hermione. "that means she would've bent him over and plugged him up. If you get what I'm saying."
"Sigh. I'm seriously doubting my suggestion of spending some time with the Weasleys before Hogwarts was a good idea." McGonagall said, pinching her nose. But she couldn't do much of anything after the Grangers smirked and Dan rhetorically said "Well, Miss Potter can always stay with my family. After all, she is already a close friend to us."
"WHAT?!" cried both magic-wielding families.
Bowing like a performer, Morgana said "Morgana Potter, owner of The Family Menagerie, the first ever international bar, employment office, night club, brothel and multi-topic school all rolled into one castle. At your service!"
The blonde man scoffed at her words. "I highly doubt The-Girl-Who-Lived, of all people, would even be anywhere near a place like that."
Morgana merely raised an eyebrow at his words. Looking at the woman with him, she asked "This your husband?" at the woman's nod, she continued. "You wouldn't happen to know who exactly married you to a sack of nuts instead of storing them for winter, would you?"
"Burn!" Emma said.
While the woman chuckled at her words, Ginny's mother was gaping, the two blonde males twitched, the oldest red-haired boy sputtered, while the other redheads just guffawed at the sheer audacity of Morgana's words.
"What do you say you spend the day with me and mine?" Morgana suggested. "You look like you could some time away from idiots and being an actual woman once again." Needless to say, the blond-haired woman, known as Narcissa Malfoy, accepted gratefully. But to ensure that the rest of the day was without incident, Morgana blasted the blonde men with some magic, making them tumble out of the building like drunken idiots. Outside, the wrapped their arms together and proceeded to dance off to the side, with not a care in the world except each other.
Seemingly dusting her hands off, Morgana said "They won't be going anywhere until you come for them, Narcissa, leaving the day open for us." With that, the now bigger group headed back out into the Alley.
Back outside, they were momentarily stopped when both Narcissa and the Weasleys remembered they didn't get any money from their vaults. Hermione stopped them, saying "Morgana has enough in Gringotts for all of us. Just don't piss her off." Despite some protests, that ended any actual arguments, allowing the shopping trip to go unhindered.
Every shop they went to, the new additions were continuously shocked by Morgana: in the Apothecary she made copies of herself and then paid for all of their supplies; in Flourish and Blott's, the books literally walked themselves through the air to them; Eeylops Owl Emporium already had a snowy owl waiting right outside for her. But what really got them going was in Ollivander's and Madame Malkin's.
"Hey, brat!" Morgana cried out as she entered the wand shop. "Guess who's back!"
Next thing any of them knew was a pretty loud 'THUD' and 'CRASH' before a certain old man the rest had bought their wands from appeared in front of them on the floor.
"I didn't know you knew Ollivander." Hermione said, eyebrow raised. "But why'd you call him 'brat?'"
"Cuz even in a new body, I still remember the days when he was a child." Morgana explained. "Hence, brat." To help prove her point, despite trying to prove her wrong, Ollivander fumed while whining "I'm not a brat!"
Only Ron didn't sweat-drop and think You're not helping your image. in some way, shape, or form. The drops grew when Morgana merely poked him in the forehead while saying "Quiet, brat." Turning serious, she said "Now, where is it?"
Ollivander tried to protest, saying he had no idea what she was talking about. Morgana merely had to mention how his usual method of handling customers would be seen by Parliament to get him to listen, handing over- "A Bo Staff? Your foci is a Bo Staff?!" asked Hermione.
The old man had given Morgana a five foot oak staff. It was covered in various symbols, some they had recognized, some they didn't. Then, right before their eyes, even more symbols joined the others already on the staff.
"Got the thing while in Asia, back in the day." Morgana explained. "The monks may have been some rather big prudes, but they sure knew there way around proper foci. Back then, the only place magic users actually used wands was Europe. Everywhere else was smart enough not to be reliant on those sticks. It certainly helped that they had the tendency to have foci that they could use to properly fight with, like a bo staff."
"That explains all the times you've complained about Hermione and the others using wands." Emma said.
Morgana nodded. "Even if it is easier to use, a wand is a crutch, something that keeps you from your fullest potential. Wand-users have, as I feared, grown lazy and complacent, never realizing that the reason why new-bloods like Hermione had a better skill at magic was because of their bodies. They started out without magic, and grew stronger because of it."
"You lie!" Percy cried.
"Am I? Let's face the facts here. The families with multiple generations of magic users are dying out, losing power, and being outdone by newcomers to the scene. On top of that, they prefer blaming others over actually fixing the problem themselves, turning into sheep and cowards that allow so called Dark Lords to rise."
Even the Grangers were surprised with that, as long as they had been with Morgana in comparison to the rest. But, once they started thinking about it properly, they had to agree. With a wand, it was too easy to just leave things with just a wave. It certainly doesn't help that the Ministry of Magic declaring wands the only magical foci allowed.
"Anyways, since I got back what was already mine," Morgana said, smiling. "let's get going to the main event: clothes shopping at Malkin's. My treat."
While the males shuddered at that statement, the only female that didn't squeal was McGonagall.
At least publicly, she still was a woman after all. The woman just had a reputation to uphold.
But do we really want to continue maintaining that reputation? A voice said in her head, catching her off guard for a moment before shaking her head and moving over to Madame Malkin's shop with the rest of them. She did quietly chuckled at the fact that except for Dan, the men of the group were being carried along in the air, unable to escape.
Upon arrival, however, she found a flustered Weasley family and a blushing shopowner.
"Sigh. She flirted with you, didn't she?" she said more than asked, remembering the day before. Receiving a nod, she explained with "Morgana owns The Family Menagerie out in the Muggle World." Unfortunately, that just resulted in Malkin being knocked over and out by a spurt of blood from her nose. Apparently the woman knew about the Menagerie, and fantasized about the place.
"That reminds me." Morgana said, momentarily coming near them. She leaned over the downed woman and said "As long as you follow the rules, first day's free and couples get a 50% discount. Members also have the chance to be 'serviced' by some of the more special girls, including my good self. I daresay I could put in a word for you with the manager if you help us today."
Next thing anyone knew, except Morgana and the Grangers, Malkin was already up and measuring each of them. Quickly making work with the males, she set them up with higher-class clothes. At least until Ron made a fuss about it, irritating Morgana and Malkin, which got him second-hand clothes for complaining about someone being kind to him. Although they secretly gave Percy mid-class clothes thanks to him attempting to both suck up to Morgana and reprimand her actions at the same time. The rest got Acromantula Silk, which Morgana enhanced to a mesh with Dragon Hide, taking on aspects of both. Although she did change a few things for the girls in particular, as well as give Malkin a few ideas for possible shop items.
At their request:
Emma's new outfit consisted of a white button-up blouse with the top two buttons open, marine blue skirt over a pair of black pants that fit around her waist but flowed around her legs, and purple high-heel boots.
Hermione's was a red v-neck halter top shirt that read 'Bring it on, Tiger!,' a green sash wrapped around her waist, black form-fitting shorts reaching just above her knees, and black Amazonian boots.
Ginny's new outfit was a surprise for Morgana: forest green sleeved bra and transparent pants, keeping her private areas covered. This was completed by a dark blue Amazonian battle skirt and boots. As it turned out, Ginny had managed to come across the stories of Wonder Woman and Aladdin, and wanted to emulate Diana and Princess Jasmine.
Narcissa, Molly, and McGonagall had decided for something simpler, going for dresses of a combination of black, white, and brown. Although they still didn't get away without said dresses showing off their natural beauty, making the three both blush and feel a bit more confident.
Morgana, meanwhile, had given herself a new set as well. Gray slippers, lavender tube top dress that had a slit revealing her right leg, and wire mesh suit underneath it all. All in all, they certainly got the attention of the crowd in Diagon Alley by the time they walked out and returned Narcissa to her husband and son, who were incredibly upset at being humiliated in public.
It was just about then that Lily showed up. However, she was upset, which concerned Morgana and Hermione.
"What's wrong?" Morgana asked. "Did something happen with the job."
"The job went fine. Harley's just dealing with the aftereffects of letting her out." Lily told them, before going into a rant. "But not only was Sirius sent into maximum security without a trial, but Bellatrix has been completely broken! And not just by Voldemort !"
Realizing just what exactly Lily was talking about, Hermione growled angrily, startling the magic-users. Morgana turned back to them and said "I'm afraid anything further between us is going to have to wait. I got to deal with this first." And left with the Grangers, leaving McGonagall with a bewildered family of redheads.
In this case, with Bellatrix, it was more of a one-sided friendly rivalry with Lily, so she wouldn't like what happened to her in the least. The picture with the Goblins will be explained in detail in time. Also, in regards to Ginny's outfit, combine Cinematic Wonder Woman skirt and boots with Aladdin and the King of Thieves Princess Jasmine's pink outfit and elements of clothing style in Legend of Zelda. Jasmine's original outfit isn't quite suited for English culture and environment, so a few things like the leg designs are more along the lines of Link and Zelda.
While it may be a bit mean of me to leave Professor McGonagall with explaining the full situation to the Weasleys, it just really ended working like that.
Until next time. Please let me know what you think.