The Spiral: The Magician
By Magick Girl
AN: I thought I should mention all the titles are taken form the Spiral tarot, along with
the main title. Now just 20 more to right!
Harry sat on the front steps of Number Four Privet Drive on a bright August
afternoon. It was one of those hot and lazy days when time seems to move more slowly
then usual, the only sounds in the hot haze where the occasional passing car and a big fat
bumblebee that wouldn't leave Harry alone.
Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had driven out to Bath that morning to pick up
Dudley from fat camp. As the diet from last summer didn't work to well Aunt Petunia,
after much urging from the school nurse, had signed Dudley up for a "special camp for
special boys". Even though Dudley hadn't been home for most of the summer that didn't
mean Harry was treated any better. In fact he had been made little better then a slave.
Harry had finished his "chores" for the day and was wishing for something interesting to
happen. He didn't have to wait long.
Harry had just started to doze when he heard the screech of wheels braking too
fast. Jerking awake Harry saw a car parked a few houses down with a moving truck
pulling up behind it. Four women and a teenage girl got out of the car all in assorted
ways. The woman who had been driving was short and had frizzy blonde hair that fell to
her knees. She leaped out of the car and instantly started fighting with another of the
women. She was of average height, with brown hair half way down her back, and brown
eyes.
"Morrigan, how can you drive like that! I'm surprised a constable didn't stop us
and give you a ticket! Where is your sense of responsibility?" The woman with the
brown hair said in a raised voice.
"Mother wasted all that responsibility on you Briga! Anyway why does it matter?
We got here, all in one piece I might add, and we didn't get stopped!" Replied Morrigan.
"All in one piece, hardly! Morrigan you're not a child any more! And Selene
was in the car! What if something happened?"
"Nothing happened! And Sel's fine so there's no need to worry! I swear you get
riled over the smallest things!"
At this point a woman with short black hair tried to step in between them and stop
they're fighting. While the teenage girl, and the other woman merely looked on in
amusement, they seemed quiet used to this.
"Please Morrigan, Briga, calm yourselves! We have to unload and set up the
house. I honestly don't understand why we had to rent a house if we're only going to be
here for three weeks. But if we are I don't want the neighbors to think I have two loony
sisters!" She exclaimed.
"To late for that Aunt Carri," said the girl. "I've already seen three people look
out their windows to see who was being murdered, and there's a boy over there staring at
us. Night as well let them get it out of their system."
"It's fine, we're done anyway!" Morrigan and Briga said together.
"Finally, well let us get organized, unlike you Morrigan I can't live in a pig sty,"
said the last woman. She had long graying hair that reached her hips. And with that the
four women and their niece gathered their things and went inside the house.
Harry waited a few more minutes to see if anything else was going to happen.
"Well this is going to make the rest of the vacation interesting," he thought to himself.
The three Dursley's and Harry sat at the dinner table; Dudley didn't take up as
much room as he used to. His bottom still hung over the chair ends, but now he only had
a double chin, but by the way Aunt Petunia was feeding him Harry approximated that
Dudley would be back to his normal size by the time school started again.
"I can't believe how little they fed you Dudleykins. Take some more beef
sweetums, you look famished," she whimpered.
Dudley paid no attention to his mother and just shoveled his face with all
the food he could get his hands on. After about fifteen more minutes of talking about
Dudley Aunt Petunia mentioned something that caught Harry's attention.
"Did you know Vernon that we have some new neighbors? Three sisters, their
cousin, and their niece all moved in to the Rascow's old house. I met the youngest sister.
She said they all had teaching jobs at different colleges in England, and their niece is
going to some exclusive female boarding school in Scotland."
After Uncle Vernon grunted Aunt Petunia continued on with her story. "It seems
the cousin will be teaching marine biology somewhere in Whales, why her middle sister,
I think her name was Carri, is teaching some other type of science at Eton. I can't
remember what she said her other sister taught but oh well. And we where invited to
their house for tea tomorrow, wasn't she so kind…"
After this Harry stopped listening to his aunt gossip. It seems Aunt Petunia
hadn't met Morrigan, if she had she would be calling them freaks and complaining how
they would spoil the whole town. Yes, things where certainly looking up.
The Spiral: The High Priestess
The next day Harry woke up to the sound of Aunt Petunia's screeching voice, it
seemed like even if Dudley was here that Harry was still going to be treated like a slave.
But he didn't mind to much, after all Harry had lived with the Dursley's for fourteen
years and he doubted things where going to change.
When Harry got downstairs he had to cook a breakfast of scrabbled eggs, bacon,
and toast with jam. This being done he had to bolt down his meal before going out side
to mow the lawn and weed Aunt Petunia's flower gardens. While he was doing so Harry
heard a loud noise emitted from the house where the women moved in. From what he
heard harry thought it was some type of music being blasted. Dudley came hurrying out
of the house with his hands clapped over his ears. After looking around wildly Dudley
eyes settled on a window in the house and just stared.
Harry turned to see what Dudley was looking at; it was the girl in her bedroom
window. She was kneeling before some alter like thing; she lit some candles, and started
to mutter words. Harry didn't see what was so remarkable, it must be that after almost a
year of not seeing girls Dudley would stare at any one he saw. Harry rolled his eyes and
got back to work.
Later that day around two thirty Aunt Petunia called Harry in to get ready for tea
with the Amandla's house, that was the women's last name. Harry darted upstairs and
quickly changed into a clean pair of clothing, it was still Dudley's so the pants where a
few sizes too big along with the shirt, but it would have to do. Harry wet his hair and
tried to comb it flat, but like always his hair refused to cooperate. So Harry had to settle
with his hair sticking up all over like always.
"Hurry up boy," yelled Uncle Vernon. "We don't want to be late."
Harry bolted down the stairs, practically running head first into Uncle Vernon.
Before they left however, Uncle Vernon took Harry aside to talk to him.
"You are going to behave at their house understand. Only take what's offered to
you and don't talk unless someone says something to you."
"Yes Uncle Vernon," muttered Harry.
"And above all else don't mention about…well…what you are!" Vernon said in a
deathly voice.
Harry looked at his uncle in surprise, normally he didn't even mention magic and
the wizarding world. In fact Harry thought the Dursley's even started to believe their lies
about St. Bruno's Center for Incurable Criminal Boys.
"Well boy?"
"Fine, why would I?" Harry answered.
So the all walked down the street to the Amandla's house, rang the doorbell, and
where ushered in by Briga. When he got inside the house Harry saw it already all set up
and neat, something he was surprised about. They where led into a room with a plush
carpeted floor, fine oak furniture and many paintings on the walls. Vivian sat in a light
green armchair. Her graying hair was pulled up into a low knot at the back of her neck.
"Please take a seat," she said in a quiet but commanding voice. Harry could tell
she was the type of lady you served without question, and her word was law. "Cerridwen
will bring out the tea in a minute, Briga why don't you go and get Morrigan and Selene,"
Vivian said once Harry and the Dursley's had taken seats.
"I am so please you could come. We'll only be staying here over the summers,
but it is nice to know your neighbors," she said as a way to start the conversation.
"We are honored to be invited," Aunt Petunia responded. Harry noticed that she
look uneasy, he thought she had never been around these type of people before. Actually
Vivian reminded Harry of McGonnagle, only she didn't seem the type to yell at all.
Just then Briga arrived with Morrigan and Selene. Before harry had never really
noticed Selene, when they first arrived he had been paying more attention to Morrigan
and Briga's arguing. Now that Harry finally got a good look at her he couldn't help but
think her beautiful. Selene was shaped like an elf, she was short with a very thin frame
and elfin features on her face. Selene had rose gold hair, skin like alabaster, and eyes that
looked like a mixture of amber and emeralds. She had full rose colored lips and a slight
blush on her cheeks.
After the introductions went around and Morrigan and Selene sat down on a
couch, Cerridwen came out with the tea and food. With that everyone fell to eating with
Aunt Petunia making small talk with the other women, sometimes including Uncle
Vernon or Dudley.
"So what school do they go to?" Briga asked Aunt Petunia.
"Oh my dear Dudley goes to Smelting in London, and Harry goes to St. Bruno's
Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. We don't like to talk about it to much," she said in a
whisper.
"So Harry have you ever been to jail?" Selene asked, it was the first time she ever
said anything.
"No," Harry replied, why was she interested.
"Oh, one of my friends went to Juvi Hall for a while, sent him soap on a string for
the showers," she replied. "If your incurably criminal how come you've never gone to
jail?"
"Selene, this isn't something you talk about," whispered Briga in a reproving
voice.
"Oh Brig, lighten up. People go to jail, it happens," said Morrigan siding with
Selene.
At this Vivian cleared her voice, and everyone sat in uncomfortable silence for a
minute. "Selene why don't you take Harry and Dudley around the house, give them a
Grand Tour," she suggested.
"Por qué debo tomar estos morons alrededor de la casa? y qué si desean ver el
cuarto de almacén o el cuarto mágico?" Selene replied. Vivian just gave her a look and
Selene stood up. "All right you two come along." And with that she flounced out the
room, not bothering to see if Harry and Dudley followed her.
Leading them around the house Selene quickly pointed out the kitchen, stairs to
the basement, the normal eating room, and lead the up the stairs. She then showed them
Briga, Vivian, Cerridwen's rooms. Then she took them to the end of the hall.
"All right, this is Morrigan's room, I would take you in but then I'd have to kill
you," she said jokingly. "And this is my room."
Selene opened the door, and led them in. It would be a normal room, if it wasn't
for all the posters and strange things lying around. Already the was a bunch of clothing
on the floor, and the walls were covered with pictures of different people wearing strange
clothing, and playing instruments.
"So do you guys listen to music?" Selene asked.
"Yes"-said Dudley, "I especially like S Club and Together,"
"Eep, you're a teenybopper! I suppose you've never even heard of Metallica,
Kittie, Leftfield, or Prodigy?" Asked Selene.
"Who are they?" Dudley asked. "Yeah," said Harry, "I've heard Dean mention
them. I don't listen to music to much myself."
"All right well let's cut the crap so to speak. Harry Potter you attend Hogwarts,
and you've never broken the law in your life. Dudley you go to some pathetic school and
are so doted on by you mother that you'll never be able to take care of yourself. By the
way I'm a witch as are my aunts and Vivian," said Selene in a calm and bored voice.
Harry stared in amazement, and Dudley shrieked and fled from the room. Selene
let out a laugh.
"He took that well hu? So what happened to make him so god damn afraid of us
with magical abilities?" She asked.
"When Hagrid gave me my letter he also gave Dudley a pig tail, they had to go to
a plastic surgeon to get it removed," explained Harry with a chuckle.
"Selene! Get down here this instant and explain what the hell you did to make
Dudley have hysterics!" Yelled a voice that Harry recognized as Morrigan's.
"Oops, maybe I shouldn't have been so blunt," Selene said as she hopped off her
bed and jumped down the stairs. Where she was met by her Aunt Morrigan standing up,
and shaking with fury. Some unseen wind blew her long hair about and her eyes flashed
like lightning.
"Sit," Morrigan instructed, her voice like poison. And Harry and Selene sat at
once. "Explain," she instructed.
"Well Aunt Morrigan I didn't say anything to him that I wouldn't say to Kat,"
started Selene.
"Well that's reassuring," snarled Morrigan sarcastically.
"And I only said the truth," Selene said in a frightened voice, then regaining
confidence she said. "I mean this is Harry Potter, and it's not like I said anything they
didn't know. I just decided to cut the crap!"
With Selene done talking Morrigan sighed, but Harry thought he could see some
mirth in her eyes.
Uncle Vernon then stood up. "I demand to know what is going on! You niece
practically scares my son to death, and how did you know Harry's last name? You're
not…oh no, you are!"
"You really did it this time Selene," Morrigan muttered. "Oh, hate to brake it to
you but we are," she added for the benefit of the Dursley's.
Uncle Vernon pushed his wife and son out the door before rounding on Harry. He
reached out and cuffed Harry before starting to drag him to the door when suddenly
Vivian stood.
"Hold it right there Vernon J. Dursley! Unhand your nephew this instant! He
will be staying with use, I expect all this things here within the hour! Now get out of my
house right now or I'll let Morrigan throw you out!" Vivian said in a quiet but deathly
voice.
Vernon Dursley bolted from the house, and Harry noticed that Cerridwen and
Briga had been struggling to hold Morrigan back all the while. Selene was chuckling
silently, and Vivian looked shocked at herself. Cerridwen and Briga let Morrigan go and
a wave of her hand Morrigan slammed the door on the retreating backs of the Dursley's.
"I'm surprised that happened, well Harry you'll be staying with us the rest of your
vacation. Selene, I hope you'll behave, and you too Morrigan. Now Selene clear up your
room, Harry can have it. You'll be sharing Morrigan's room. Now do I have your
promise to behave?" Said Vivian in her once again calm and commanding voice.
"Don't worry, he will not spontaneously combust," said Morrigan.
"Actually that would be Aunt Briga. Don't worry Viv, I won't let Morrigan fly
him around the neighborhood. Scouts Honor!" Selene replied.
Harry looked around him, already the room started to change, the plush carpets
had disappears to be replaced by moss, and the draperies were hanging vines. Flowers
bloomed on the walls and a waterfall sprang up from no where. And Morrigan, Vivian,
Cerridwen, Briga, and Selene were acting like it was the most normal thing on earth. Yes
things had certainly more interesting now.
AN: Ok the translation is "Why must I take the moron around the house? And what if
they wish to see the spore room or the Magic Room?"
Anyway my muse is still torturing me so I must write more. Shakes fist at the shy and
shouts, "Damn you Morrigan" Yes my muse is named Morrigan, she insists I add her
in many of my stories! Anyways hope you liked. Please R&R!
By Magick Girl
AN: I thought I should mention all the titles are taken form the Spiral tarot, along with
the main title. Now just 20 more to right!
Harry sat on the front steps of Number Four Privet Drive on a bright August
afternoon. It was one of those hot and lazy days when time seems to move more slowly
then usual, the only sounds in the hot haze where the occasional passing car and a big fat
bumblebee that wouldn't leave Harry alone.
Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon had driven out to Bath that morning to pick up
Dudley from fat camp. As the diet from last summer didn't work to well Aunt Petunia,
after much urging from the school nurse, had signed Dudley up for a "special camp for
special boys". Even though Dudley hadn't been home for most of the summer that didn't
mean Harry was treated any better. In fact he had been made little better then a slave.
Harry had finished his "chores" for the day and was wishing for something interesting to
happen. He didn't have to wait long.
Harry had just started to doze when he heard the screech of wheels braking too
fast. Jerking awake Harry saw a car parked a few houses down with a moving truck
pulling up behind it. Four women and a teenage girl got out of the car all in assorted
ways. The woman who had been driving was short and had frizzy blonde hair that fell to
her knees. She leaped out of the car and instantly started fighting with another of the
women. She was of average height, with brown hair half way down her back, and brown
eyes.
"Morrigan, how can you drive like that! I'm surprised a constable didn't stop us
and give you a ticket! Where is your sense of responsibility?" The woman with the
brown hair said in a raised voice.
"Mother wasted all that responsibility on you Briga! Anyway why does it matter?
We got here, all in one piece I might add, and we didn't get stopped!" Replied Morrigan.
"All in one piece, hardly! Morrigan you're not a child any more! And Selene
was in the car! What if something happened?"
"Nothing happened! And Sel's fine so there's no need to worry! I swear you get
riled over the smallest things!"
At this point a woman with short black hair tried to step in between them and stop
they're fighting. While the teenage girl, and the other woman merely looked on in
amusement, they seemed quiet used to this.
"Please Morrigan, Briga, calm yourselves! We have to unload and set up the
house. I honestly don't understand why we had to rent a house if we're only going to be
here for three weeks. But if we are I don't want the neighbors to think I have two loony
sisters!" She exclaimed.
"To late for that Aunt Carri," said the girl. "I've already seen three people look
out their windows to see who was being murdered, and there's a boy over there staring at
us. Night as well let them get it out of their system."
"It's fine, we're done anyway!" Morrigan and Briga said together.
"Finally, well let us get organized, unlike you Morrigan I can't live in a pig sty,"
said the last woman. She had long graying hair that reached her hips. And with that the
four women and their niece gathered their things and went inside the house.
Harry waited a few more minutes to see if anything else was going to happen.
"Well this is going to make the rest of the vacation interesting," he thought to himself.
The three Dursley's and Harry sat at the dinner table; Dudley didn't take up as
much room as he used to. His bottom still hung over the chair ends, but now he only had
a double chin, but by the way Aunt Petunia was feeding him Harry approximated that
Dudley would be back to his normal size by the time school started again.
"I can't believe how little they fed you Dudleykins. Take some more beef
sweetums, you look famished," she whimpered.
Dudley paid no attention to his mother and just shoveled his face with all
the food he could get his hands on. After about fifteen more minutes of talking about
Dudley Aunt Petunia mentioned something that caught Harry's attention.
"Did you know Vernon that we have some new neighbors? Three sisters, their
cousin, and their niece all moved in to the Rascow's old house. I met the youngest sister.
She said they all had teaching jobs at different colleges in England, and their niece is
going to some exclusive female boarding school in Scotland."
After Uncle Vernon grunted Aunt Petunia continued on with her story. "It seems
the cousin will be teaching marine biology somewhere in Whales, why her middle sister,
I think her name was Carri, is teaching some other type of science at Eton. I can't
remember what she said her other sister taught but oh well. And we where invited to
their house for tea tomorrow, wasn't she so kind…"
After this Harry stopped listening to his aunt gossip. It seems Aunt Petunia
hadn't met Morrigan, if she had she would be calling them freaks and complaining how
they would spoil the whole town. Yes, things where certainly looking up.
The Spiral: The High Priestess
The next day Harry woke up to the sound of Aunt Petunia's screeching voice, it
seemed like even if Dudley was here that Harry was still going to be treated like a slave.
But he didn't mind to much, after all Harry had lived with the Dursley's for fourteen
years and he doubted things where going to change.
When Harry got downstairs he had to cook a breakfast of scrabbled eggs, bacon,
and toast with jam. This being done he had to bolt down his meal before going out side
to mow the lawn and weed Aunt Petunia's flower gardens. While he was doing so Harry
heard a loud noise emitted from the house where the women moved in. From what he
heard harry thought it was some type of music being blasted. Dudley came hurrying out
of the house with his hands clapped over his ears. After looking around wildly Dudley
eyes settled on a window in the house and just stared.
Harry turned to see what Dudley was looking at; it was the girl in her bedroom
window. She was kneeling before some alter like thing; she lit some candles, and started
to mutter words. Harry didn't see what was so remarkable, it must be that after almost a
year of not seeing girls Dudley would stare at any one he saw. Harry rolled his eyes and
got back to work.
Later that day around two thirty Aunt Petunia called Harry in to get ready for tea
with the Amandla's house, that was the women's last name. Harry darted upstairs and
quickly changed into a clean pair of clothing, it was still Dudley's so the pants where a
few sizes too big along with the shirt, but it would have to do. Harry wet his hair and
tried to comb it flat, but like always his hair refused to cooperate. So Harry had to settle
with his hair sticking up all over like always.
"Hurry up boy," yelled Uncle Vernon. "We don't want to be late."
Harry bolted down the stairs, practically running head first into Uncle Vernon.
Before they left however, Uncle Vernon took Harry aside to talk to him.
"You are going to behave at their house understand. Only take what's offered to
you and don't talk unless someone says something to you."
"Yes Uncle Vernon," muttered Harry.
"And above all else don't mention about…well…what you are!" Vernon said in a
deathly voice.
Harry looked at his uncle in surprise, normally he didn't even mention magic and
the wizarding world. In fact Harry thought the Dursley's even started to believe their lies
about St. Bruno's Center for Incurable Criminal Boys.
"Well boy?"
"Fine, why would I?" Harry answered.
So the all walked down the street to the Amandla's house, rang the doorbell, and
where ushered in by Briga. When he got inside the house Harry saw it already all set up
and neat, something he was surprised about. They where led into a room with a plush
carpeted floor, fine oak furniture and many paintings on the walls. Vivian sat in a light
green armchair. Her graying hair was pulled up into a low knot at the back of her neck.
"Please take a seat," she said in a quiet but commanding voice. Harry could tell
she was the type of lady you served without question, and her word was law. "Cerridwen
will bring out the tea in a minute, Briga why don't you go and get Morrigan and Selene,"
Vivian said once Harry and the Dursley's had taken seats.
"I am so please you could come. We'll only be staying here over the summers,
but it is nice to know your neighbors," she said as a way to start the conversation.
"We are honored to be invited," Aunt Petunia responded. Harry noticed that she
look uneasy, he thought she had never been around these type of people before. Actually
Vivian reminded Harry of McGonnagle, only she didn't seem the type to yell at all.
Just then Briga arrived with Morrigan and Selene. Before harry had never really
noticed Selene, when they first arrived he had been paying more attention to Morrigan
and Briga's arguing. Now that Harry finally got a good look at her he couldn't help but
think her beautiful. Selene was shaped like an elf, she was short with a very thin frame
and elfin features on her face. Selene had rose gold hair, skin like alabaster, and eyes that
looked like a mixture of amber and emeralds. She had full rose colored lips and a slight
blush on her cheeks.
After the introductions went around and Morrigan and Selene sat down on a
couch, Cerridwen came out with the tea and food. With that everyone fell to eating with
Aunt Petunia making small talk with the other women, sometimes including Uncle
Vernon or Dudley.
"So what school do they go to?" Briga asked Aunt Petunia.
"Oh my dear Dudley goes to Smelting in London, and Harry goes to St. Bruno's
Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. We don't like to talk about it to much," she said in a
whisper.
"So Harry have you ever been to jail?" Selene asked, it was the first time she ever
said anything.
"No," Harry replied, why was she interested.
"Oh, one of my friends went to Juvi Hall for a while, sent him soap on a string for
the showers," she replied. "If your incurably criminal how come you've never gone to
jail?"
"Selene, this isn't something you talk about," whispered Briga in a reproving
voice.
"Oh Brig, lighten up. People go to jail, it happens," said Morrigan siding with
Selene.
At this Vivian cleared her voice, and everyone sat in uncomfortable silence for a
minute. "Selene why don't you take Harry and Dudley around the house, give them a
Grand Tour," she suggested.
"Por qué debo tomar estos morons alrededor de la casa? y qué si desean ver el
cuarto de almacén o el cuarto mágico?" Selene replied. Vivian just gave her a look and
Selene stood up. "All right you two come along." And with that she flounced out the
room, not bothering to see if Harry and Dudley followed her.
Leading them around the house Selene quickly pointed out the kitchen, stairs to
the basement, the normal eating room, and lead the up the stairs. She then showed them
Briga, Vivian, Cerridwen's rooms. Then she took them to the end of the hall.
"All right, this is Morrigan's room, I would take you in but then I'd have to kill
you," she said jokingly. "And this is my room."
Selene opened the door, and led them in. It would be a normal room, if it wasn't
for all the posters and strange things lying around. Already the was a bunch of clothing
on the floor, and the walls were covered with pictures of different people wearing strange
clothing, and playing instruments.
"So do you guys listen to music?" Selene asked.
"Yes"-said Dudley, "I especially like S Club and Together,"
"Eep, you're a teenybopper! I suppose you've never even heard of Metallica,
Kittie, Leftfield, or Prodigy?" Asked Selene.
"Who are they?" Dudley asked. "Yeah," said Harry, "I've heard Dean mention
them. I don't listen to music to much myself."
"All right well let's cut the crap so to speak. Harry Potter you attend Hogwarts,
and you've never broken the law in your life. Dudley you go to some pathetic school and
are so doted on by you mother that you'll never be able to take care of yourself. By the
way I'm a witch as are my aunts and Vivian," said Selene in a calm and bored voice.
Harry stared in amazement, and Dudley shrieked and fled from the room. Selene
let out a laugh.
"He took that well hu? So what happened to make him so god damn afraid of us
with magical abilities?" She asked.
"When Hagrid gave me my letter he also gave Dudley a pig tail, they had to go to
a plastic surgeon to get it removed," explained Harry with a chuckle.
"Selene! Get down here this instant and explain what the hell you did to make
Dudley have hysterics!" Yelled a voice that Harry recognized as Morrigan's.
"Oops, maybe I shouldn't have been so blunt," Selene said as she hopped off her
bed and jumped down the stairs. Where she was met by her Aunt Morrigan standing up,
and shaking with fury. Some unseen wind blew her long hair about and her eyes flashed
like lightning.
"Sit," Morrigan instructed, her voice like poison. And Harry and Selene sat at
once. "Explain," she instructed.
"Well Aunt Morrigan I didn't say anything to him that I wouldn't say to Kat,"
started Selene.
"Well that's reassuring," snarled Morrigan sarcastically.
"And I only said the truth," Selene said in a frightened voice, then regaining
confidence she said. "I mean this is Harry Potter, and it's not like I said anything they
didn't know. I just decided to cut the crap!"
With Selene done talking Morrigan sighed, but Harry thought he could see some
mirth in her eyes.
Uncle Vernon then stood up. "I demand to know what is going on! You niece
practically scares my son to death, and how did you know Harry's last name? You're
not…oh no, you are!"
"You really did it this time Selene," Morrigan muttered. "Oh, hate to brake it to
you but we are," she added for the benefit of the Dursley's.
Uncle Vernon pushed his wife and son out the door before rounding on Harry. He
reached out and cuffed Harry before starting to drag him to the door when suddenly
Vivian stood.
"Hold it right there Vernon J. Dursley! Unhand your nephew this instant! He
will be staying with use, I expect all this things here within the hour! Now get out of my
house right now or I'll let Morrigan throw you out!" Vivian said in a quiet but deathly
voice.
Vernon Dursley bolted from the house, and Harry noticed that Cerridwen and
Briga had been struggling to hold Morrigan back all the while. Selene was chuckling
silently, and Vivian looked shocked at herself. Cerridwen and Briga let Morrigan go and
a wave of her hand Morrigan slammed the door on the retreating backs of the Dursley's.
"I'm surprised that happened, well Harry you'll be staying with us the rest of your
vacation. Selene, I hope you'll behave, and you too Morrigan. Now Selene clear up your
room, Harry can have it. You'll be sharing Morrigan's room. Now do I have your
promise to behave?" Said Vivian in her once again calm and commanding voice.
"Don't worry, he will not spontaneously combust," said Morrigan.
"Actually that would be Aunt Briga. Don't worry Viv, I won't let Morrigan fly
him around the neighborhood. Scouts Honor!" Selene replied.
Harry looked around him, already the room started to change, the plush carpets
had disappears to be replaced by moss, and the draperies were hanging vines. Flowers
bloomed on the walls and a waterfall sprang up from no where. And Morrigan, Vivian,
Cerridwen, Briga, and Selene were acting like it was the most normal thing on earth. Yes
things had certainly more interesting now.
AN: Ok the translation is "Why must I take the moron around the house? And what if
they wish to see the spore room or the Magic Room?"
Anyway my muse is still torturing me so I must write more. Shakes fist at the shy and
shouts, "Damn you Morrigan" Yes my muse is named Morrigan, she insists I add her
in many of my stories! Anyways hope you liked. Please R&R!