Disclaimer: mine! Mine! Mine! As if. I don't own JK's world, I just like
messing it up.
Author's Note: I was agonizing more over the Draco-or-Harry thing than Morag was! Well, as the title would suggest, surprises are in store for the Snapes this chapter. Some times I really feel for poor Sev – and then I just ignore it and write it all down anyway! God, this is so much fun! I am enjoying this story almost as much as my Buffy-Angel crossover (entitled: 'Spike's got a…girlfriend?')! And that's saying something! Whoa, no more sugar for Adele…
Dedicated to: Shannon. I'm sorry, I'm about to truly torture your character. Though, Sev really isn't yours, I just think of him as yours. Anyways, on with the story!
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Chapter Twelve: A Twist
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"Are you sure?" Jenni asked Morganna, excited for her friend.
Just plain bouncing off the walls, really.
"I'm sure. I checked, and I double checked, and I triple-triple checked!" Morganna laughed and did a little happy dance.
"Shouldn't you tell Severus first?" Jenni queried, suddenly thinking of how he might feel if he was the last to know.
"I'm only telling you now, he'll be the very next to know. I promise. But I had to tell someone…"
"And Lily's not here." Jenni finished.
"That's not what I meant." Morganna protested.
"Okay, but deep down, it was." Jenni told her, shrugging.
~*~
Draco, Morag, Este and the rest walked into Les chiffons aux Richesses, impressed with themselves.
Draco and Morag walked arm in arm, George was standing suspiciously close to Este, Hermione was between Viktor and Ron, Ginny had met up with Kieran and Harry was discussing the sickening sight that Este and George presented with Fred.
Someone familiar was standing in Les chiffons, and it was all Morag could do not to walk – very quickly – out.
((Author's Note: the much-begged-for (well, not really) cameo appearance of Rouge Magie is finally here, along with my chapter twelve. If you're also reading my other stories, be patient with me, I suffer from writer's block frequently!))
Who on earth would like to run into their tormentor's daughter?
Rouge Magie was examining a deep red set of velvet dress robes, designed ostentatiously by Gerad Montaque – Morag's uncle – and she hadn't noticed the influx of Hogwarts students.
Draco's hand tightened on Morag's arm, and she kept her head held high, as she said in a distant tone, "Miss Magie, what a surprise."
Rouge turned, and looked disgusted at the sight. Morag Snape and Draco Malfoy…surrounded by Gryffindors? It was almost as sickening as Este and George.
"How nice to see you, Miss Snape." She replied coldly.
Morag took one look at what Rouge was examining. "Those robes aren't for sale, I'm afraid."
The sales girl faltered under Morag's cold blue stare and nodded.
"Why?" Rouge demanded. This was…beyond words!
"It is for show, only for show. Uncle Gerad designed it for Elena; we're keeping it here to showcase."
"Can't another be made?" Rouge pressed, now directing her look at the near- whimpering sales girl. The group behind Morag and Draco watched in breathless anticipation ((a/n: I had to get that in there somewhere!)).
"I'm afraid not. It is a Les chiffons tradition. Each and every garment is a one-and-only. Admittedly, some of them are remarkably similar, but there are none exactly the same." Morag said distantly, running her hand over the soft fabric.
Draco rested his hand on Morag's waist. "Lilli," he said thoughtfully, "We'd best get on with things. You're wasting time."
Rouge bit back her harsh reply – how dare he insinuate that she was a waste of time? – and stalked past them, out of the shop.
Este stared at Morag. "Was that…"
"Yes."
"And she…"
"Yes."
"Oh my god."
"Definitely."
~*~
"He's going to be here?" Morag squealed with delight.
Severus was slightly unnerved. She'd never done that before. He walked into the room where his daughter and his wife were discussing…something.
"What's going on in here?" he asked, in a comparatively good mood.
Morganna and Morag exchanged a look. It was a 'oh-god-daddy/Severus-is-not- going-to-be-pleased-at-all-let's-run-like-hell' look.
"Darling," Morganna murmured, standing and snaking her arms around his neck, "Geradiscominghometodayandhe'llbehere." It all came out in a rush.
"What?" Severus's voice was dangerously soft. "Repeat that, love, slowly." He disentangled himself from her embrace, and folded his arms.
Morganna took a deep breath, and Morag beat a hasty retreat. "Something happened, and Gerad'll be home later this evening. With his daughters…and the Swanns."
"The Swanns?" Severus had a sinking feeling. He recognized that name…
"Lillias and her husband Richard." Morganna decided now was a good time… "And I'm pregnant."
"They—you what?"
Closing her eyes, she repeated, "I am pregnant."
"Oh god."
~*~
"Anna? Anna darling?" it was Gerad, with Lillias, Richard, Elena and Elysoun in tow.
"Gerad! I've missed you so much!" Morganna beamed at her brother, as he pulled her into a hug. He was so much taller than she was, and muscular etc. Morganna was a very slender, short woman, and most people looked like giants next to her. It didn't help that Gerad was almost seven feet tall anyway.
"Aunt Anna!" Elena gave a happy cry and hugged her aunt. Morganna tended to be the Montaques favorite relative. Most of the family were…very 'Montaque'. That is to say, they were very bad and nasty and dishonest. Morganna was a pleasant surprise.
Elysoun lagged behind. She wasn't exactly the Snapes' favorite person.
Lillias and Richard joined the hugging, and soon the group was headed towards the parlor. Morag and Este met them halfway, not to mention Harry, Ron and Draco.
Ron received curious looks from Elena.
"Who's he?" Elena asked Morag quietly, looking at Ron.
"Him? That's Ron Weasley."
"Ron…what a nice name."
~*~
The dinner table that night was tense.
To say the least!
Narcissa seemed quite taken with Gerad, and the two spent the evening in the garden, talking of everything under the sun. Widow and widower, they made an interesting pair.
Elena took to trying to get Ron's attention, but he was firmly riveted on Hermione. Most of the time, anyway. She tended to be sitting with Viktor – 'why doesn't she just hop in his lap and be done with it' – and eventually Ron gave up and went to sulk. Elena kept him company.
Elysoun was trying to charm Harry, but gave up when he kept glaring at her. She could take no for an answer.
Morag and Draco were dissecting the entire evening, and getting a little tipsy with some wine Morag pilfered from the kitchens.
Este and George vanished fairly quickly after dinner, and nobody commented, though some eyebrows did rise.
Ginny and Kieran had a fight, and spent most of the evening glaring at each other from opposite sides of the room.
Jenni, Morganna and Severus were thinking up baby names. That is to say, Jenni and Morganna thought up baby names and Severus occasionally made noises.
Molly and Arthur Weasley watched the young couples with indulgent looks on their faces.
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**The Next Morning**
Gerad and Morganna sat on a two-seater swing in one of the gardens. Gerad looked troubled.
"He'll come back, Anna. He keeps on coming back." Gerad told his sister bluntly. "You've met him before, in a more social atmosphere. You know he will."
"The calm before the storm, Gerad?" Morganna sighed.
"In a sense, I suppose you're right. You remember when Papa was a Death Eater?"
Morganna shuddered. That was answer enough.
"Then you remember how determined Voldemort was then—and is now. He's not going to give up. Morag humiliated him, you know that. A fifteen-year-old girl defeated him without even going near him. It's not exactly going to inspire love and kisses."
"There is always hope."
"Then you admit that we have something to worry about?"
She was silent.
Gerad rolled up his sleeve. "Take a look at this, Anna. Take a good look."
She turned away, refusing.
"You remember that time just as vividly as I do, Anna, I know you do. You were never required to become a Death Eater, even though you could have, even though we were all expected to. Because back then, Papa still loved our mother, and she wanted you for herself. She didn't want you…tainted. Lacci practically leapt at the chance."
"I remember, Gerad." Morganna whispered. "I remember harsh times and pain, I remember losing my best friend, and I remember watching Mother die, die knowing that her husband had closed his heart to even her."
"We will fight, Anna. I won't follow in Papa's footsteps, I won't become him." Gerad's look was pleading, and tears welled up in Morganna's eyes. Voldemort would come back, and they were already suffering.
"I hated you." She told him distantly. "I hated you because you were a Death Eater and Death Eaters killed my best friend. And her husband. They orphaned her son, and I hated everything to do with them. Even you."
"I know, Anna, and I don't blame you for that."
"He's going to come back."
"Yes. Yes he is."
~*~
Elena, Este, Morag, Ginny and Hermione sat on Morag's bed that night. They wore their pajamas and they were talking quietly. Morag and Ginny were painting Hermione's nails, while their toenails dried, and Este was waiting with not a little trepidation as they promised she was next for a makeover.
"Why do we always talk about the stupidest things?" Hermione asked finally. "We talk about boys, makeup, fashion…and meanwhile, the entire wizarding world is in turmoil. They're combing the world for Voldemort. We all know that it's only the English Death Eaters who died in that battle. We won the battle, we didn't win the war."
The girls fell silent, until Ginny said, "Because we're scared, Mione."
~*~
Author's Note:
Harry, alone and miserable, as promised! I will curb my desire to match- make every character in sight! Promise, cross my heart!
Important questions:
Will Voldemort be coming back in this story? I don't know, why don't you just wait your patience?
Will there be a third story? Gee, that would make this a series…well actually, yes there will. 'Harry Potter and the Slytherins'. No previews, I might give away stuff from this story…
Will there be more Slytherin bitching? Absolutely! That was so much fun.
I'm lost! Can we have a family tree? Sure, but it won't be completely complete. Sometimes even I get confused.
Maxwell + Delilah Montaque =
_________________________Gerad + Elaynie =
_______________________________________Elena
_______________________________________Elysoun
_________________________Morganna + Severus Snape
_________________________________+ Jonathan O'Connell
_____________________________________________________Morag
________________________Lucia + John Thorne =
__________________________________________Clayton
________________________Lacrimosa + Georges Perrault =
_________________________________________________Elspeth
_________________________________________________Elisabeth
Lang + Nicolette Hyland =
_____________________Lillias + Richard Swann
_____________________Marguerite
Logan + Abigail Montaque =
_______________________Charlotina
_______________________Jean + Charlotta =
______________________________________Sylph
______________________________________Nymph
((Are we noticing a pattern?))
Adrian + Claire Desroubins =
________________________Paul + Martine =
_____________________________________Clarissa
_____________________________________James
Jacques + Marguerite Remillard =
___________________________Jacques II
___________________________Piers
___________________________Marc + Charlotte =
__________________________________________Piers
__________________________________________Avialle
You may notice that not all the last names are Montaque. Here's who's actually related to them:
The Hylands.
The Remillards and the Desroubins' are not actual relatives, but they are important.
Note:
In 'Once Upon A Time', there is a character Marc Remillard who Morganna very nearly marries. In an early chapter of 'Harry Potter and the Keeper of Secrets', reference is made to 'Piers and Sylph'. Sylph being Jean and Charlotta's daughter, Piers being the errant son of Marc and Charlotte. Yes, he is named after his uncle Piers Remillard. The Desroubins' are here because in one of my favorite series' there is a character Paul Jonas and Martine Desroubins. I always thought they should be together. Only, in my world, Paul is a Desroubins, not Martine.
Also, there may be more relatives not on this family tree. I sometimes add spur of the moment cousins.
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Review! Review! Review!
Author's Note: I was agonizing more over the Draco-or-Harry thing than Morag was! Well, as the title would suggest, surprises are in store for the Snapes this chapter. Some times I really feel for poor Sev – and then I just ignore it and write it all down anyway! God, this is so much fun! I am enjoying this story almost as much as my Buffy-Angel crossover (entitled: 'Spike's got a…girlfriend?')! And that's saying something! Whoa, no more sugar for Adele…
Dedicated to: Shannon. I'm sorry, I'm about to truly torture your character. Though, Sev really isn't yours, I just think of him as yours. Anyways, on with the story!
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Chapter Twelve: A Twist
~*~
"Are you sure?" Jenni asked Morganna, excited for her friend.
Just plain bouncing off the walls, really.
"I'm sure. I checked, and I double checked, and I triple-triple checked!" Morganna laughed and did a little happy dance.
"Shouldn't you tell Severus first?" Jenni queried, suddenly thinking of how he might feel if he was the last to know.
"I'm only telling you now, he'll be the very next to know. I promise. But I had to tell someone…"
"And Lily's not here." Jenni finished.
"That's not what I meant." Morganna protested.
"Okay, but deep down, it was." Jenni told her, shrugging.
~*~
Draco, Morag, Este and the rest walked into Les chiffons aux Richesses, impressed with themselves.
Draco and Morag walked arm in arm, George was standing suspiciously close to Este, Hermione was between Viktor and Ron, Ginny had met up with Kieran and Harry was discussing the sickening sight that Este and George presented with Fred.
Someone familiar was standing in Les chiffons, and it was all Morag could do not to walk – very quickly – out.
((Author's Note: the much-begged-for (well, not really) cameo appearance of Rouge Magie is finally here, along with my chapter twelve. If you're also reading my other stories, be patient with me, I suffer from writer's block frequently!))
Who on earth would like to run into their tormentor's daughter?
Rouge Magie was examining a deep red set of velvet dress robes, designed ostentatiously by Gerad Montaque – Morag's uncle – and she hadn't noticed the influx of Hogwarts students.
Draco's hand tightened on Morag's arm, and she kept her head held high, as she said in a distant tone, "Miss Magie, what a surprise."
Rouge turned, and looked disgusted at the sight. Morag Snape and Draco Malfoy…surrounded by Gryffindors? It was almost as sickening as Este and George.
"How nice to see you, Miss Snape." She replied coldly.
Morag took one look at what Rouge was examining. "Those robes aren't for sale, I'm afraid."
The sales girl faltered under Morag's cold blue stare and nodded.
"Why?" Rouge demanded. This was…beyond words!
"It is for show, only for show. Uncle Gerad designed it for Elena; we're keeping it here to showcase."
"Can't another be made?" Rouge pressed, now directing her look at the near- whimpering sales girl. The group behind Morag and Draco watched in breathless anticipation ((a/n: I had to get that in there somewhere!)).
"I'm afraid not. It is a Les chiffons tradition. Each and every garment is a one-and-only. Admittedly, some of them are remarkably similar, but there are none exactly the same." Morag said distantly, running her hand over the soft fabric.
Draco rested his hand on Morag's waist. "Lilli," he said thoughtfully, "We'd best get on with things. You're wasting time."
Rouge bit back her harsh reply – how dare he insinuate that she was a waste of time? – and stalked past them, out of the shop.
Este stared at Morag. "Was that…"
"Yes."
"And she…"
"Yes."
"Oh my god."
"Definitely."
~*~
"He's going to be here?" Morag squealed with delight.
Severus was slightly unnerved. She'd never done that before. He walked into the room where his daughter and his wife were discussing…something.
"What's going on in here?" he asked, in a comparatively good mood.
Morganna and Morag exchanged a look. It was a 'oh-god-daddy/Severus-is-not- going-to-be-pleased-at-all-let's-run-like-hell' look.
"Darling," Morganna murmured, standing and snaking her arms around his neck, "Geradiscominghometodayandhe'llbehere." It all came out in a rush.
"What?" Severus's voice was dangerously soft. "Repeat that, love, slowly." He disentangled himself from her embrace, and folded his arms.
Morganna took a deep breath, and Morag beat a hasty retreat. "Something happened, and Gerad'll be home later this evening. With his daughters…and the Swanns."
"The Swanns?" Severus had a sinking feeling. He recognized that name…
"Lillias and her husband Richard." Morganna decided now was a good time… "And I'm pregnant."
"They—you what?"
Closing her eyes, she repeated, "I am pregnant."
"Oh god."
~*~
"Anna? Anna darling?" it was Gerad, with Lillias, Richard, Elena and Elysoun in tow.
"Gerad! I've missed you so much!" Morganna beamed at her brother, as he pulled her into a hug. He was so much taller than she was, and muscular etc. Morganna was a very slender, short woman, and most people looked like giants next to her. It didn't help that Gerad was almost seven feet tall anyway.
"Aunt Anna!" Elena gave a happy cry and hugged her aunt. Morganna tended to be the Montaques favorite relative. Most of the family were…very 'Montaque'. That is to say, they were very bad and nasty and dishonest. Morganna was a pleasant surprise.
Elysoun lagged behind. She wasn't exactly the Snapes' favorite person.
Lillias and Richard joined the hugging, and soon the group was headed towards the parlor. Morag and Este met them halfway, not to mention Harry, Ron and Draco.
Ron received curious looks from Elena.
"Who's he?" Elena asked Morag quietly, looking at Ron.
"Him? That's Ron Weasley."
"Ron…what a nice name."
~*~
The dinner table that night was tense.
To say the least!
Narcissa seemed quite taken with Gerad, and the two spent the evening in the garden, talking of everything under the sun. Widow and widower, they made an interesting pair.
Elena took to trying to get Ron's attention, but he was firmly riveted on Hermione. Most of the time, anyway. She tended to be sitting with Viktor – 'why doesn't she just hop in his lap and be done with it' – and eventually Ron gave up and went to sulk. Elena kept him company.
Elysoun was trying to charm Harry, but gave up when he kept glaring at her. She could take no for an answer.
Morag and Draco were dissecting the entire evening, and getting a little tipsy with some wine Morag pilfered from the kitchens.
Este and George vanished fairly quickly after dinner, and nobody commented, though some eyebrows did rise.
Ginny and Kieran had a fight, and spent most of the evening glaring at each other from opposite sides of the room.
Jenni, Morganna and Severus were thinking up baby names. That is to say, Jenni and Morganna thought up baby names and Severus occasionally made noises.
Molly and Arthur Weasley watched the young couples with indulgent looks on their faces.
~*~
**The Next Morning**
Gerad and Morganna sat on a two-seater swing in one of the gardens. Gerad looked troubled.
"He'll come back, Anna. He keeps on coming back." Gerad told his sister bluntly. "You've met him before, in a more social atmosphere. You know he will."
"The calm before the storm, Gerad?" Morganna sighed.
"In a sense, I suppose you're right. You remember when Papa was a Death Eater?"
Morganna shuddered. That was answer enough.
"Then you remember how determined Voldemort was then—and is now. He's not going to give up. Morag humiliated him, you know that. A fifteen-year-old girl defeated him without even going near him. It's not exactly going to inspire love and kisses."
"There is always hope."
"Then you admit that we have something to worry about?"
She was silent.
Gerad rolled up his sleeve. "Take a look at this, Anna. Take a good look."
She turned away, refusing.
"You remember that time just as vividly as I do, Anna, I know you do. You were never required to become a Death Eater, even though you could have, even though we were all expected to. Because back then, Papa still loved our mother, and she wanted you for herself. She didn't want you…tainted. Lacci practically leapt at the chance."
"I remember, Gerad." Morganna whispered. "I remember harsh times and pain, I remember losing my best friend, and I remember watching Mother die, die knowing that her husband had closed his heart to even her."
"We will fight, Anna. I won't follow in Papa's footsteps, I won't become him." Gerad's look was pleading, and tears welled up in Morganna's eyes. Voldemort would come back, and they were already suffering.
"I hated you." She told him distantly. "I hated you because you were a Death Eater and Death Eaters killed my best friend. And her husband. They orphaned her son, and I hated everything to do with them. Even you."
"I know, Anna, and I don't blame you for that."
"He's going to come back."
"Yes. Yes he is."
~*~
Elena, Este, Morag, Ginny and Hermione sat on Morag's bed that night. They wore their pajamas and they were talking quietly. Morag and Ginny were painting Hermione's nails, while their toenails dried, and Este was waiting with not a little trepidation as they promised she was next for a makeover.
"Why do we always talk about the stupidest things?" Hermione asked finally. "We talk about boys, makeup, fashion…and meanwhile, the entire wizarding world is in turmoil. They're combing the world for Voldemort. We all know that it's only the English Death Eaters who died in that battle. We won the battle, we didn't win the war."
The girls fell silent, until Ginny said, "Because we're scared, Mione."
~*~
Author's Note:
Harry, alone and miserable, as promised! I will curb my desire to match- make every character in sight! Promise, cross my heart!
Important questions:
Will Voldemort be coming back in this story? I don't know, why don't you just wait your patience?
Will there be a third story? Gee, that would make this a series…well actually, yes there will. 'Harry Potter and the Slytherins'. No previews, I might give away stuff from this story…
Will there be more Slytherin bitching? Absolutely! That was so much fun.
I'm lost! Can we have a family tree? Sure, but it won't be completely complete. Sometimes even I get confused.
Maxwell + Delilah Montaque =
_________________________Gerad + Elaynie =
_______________________________________Elena
_______________________________________Elysoun
_________________________Morganna + Severus Snape
_________________________________+ Jonathan O'Connell
_____________________________________________________Morag
________________________Lucia + John Thorne =
__________________________________________Clayton
________________________Lacrimosa + Georges Perrault =
_________________________________________________Elspeth
_________________________________________________Elisabeth
Lang + Nicolette Hyland =
_____________________Lillias + Richard Swann
_____________________Marguerite
Logan + Abigail Montaque =
_______________________Charlotina
_______________________Jean + Charlotta =
______________________________________Sylph
______________________________________Nymph
((Are we noticing a pattern?))
Adrian + Claire Desroubins =
________________________Paul + Martine =
_____________________________________Clarissa
_____________________________________James
Jacques + Marguerite Remillard =
___________________________Jacques II
___________________________Piers
___________________________Marc + Charlotte =
__________________________________________Piers
__________________________________________Avialle
You may notice that not all the last names are Montaque. Here's who's actually related to them:
The Hylands.
The Remillards and the Desroubins' are not actual relatives, but they are important.
Note:
In 'Once Upon A Time', there is a character Marc Remillard who Morganna very nearly marries. In an early chapter of 'Harry Potter and the Keeper of Secrets', reference is made to 'Piers and Sylph'. Sylph being Jean and Charlotta's daughter, Piers being the errant son of Marc and Charlotte. Yes, he is named after his uncle Piers Remillard. The Desroubins' are here because in one of my favorite series' there is a character Paul Jonas and Martine Desroubins. I always thought they should be together. Only, in my world, Paul is a Desroubins, not Martine.
Also, there may be more relatives not on this family tree. I sometimes add spur of the moment cousins.
~*~
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