Chapter 4: Ancient Ancestors
'Oh, that's not normal,' Hermione whispered to Cedric. 'Definitely not normal.'
'Yeah,' Cedric managed to say.
Courtney and Harry were still staring open-mouthed at Veronica and Viviana. Finally, Courtney muttered, 'This is not my day.' She looked at Harry and he noticed something different about her, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Her eyes, he thought, they're-they're two different colors. Violet and emerald. He elbowed Ron in the ribs and whispered in his ear, 'Look at her eyes!'
Ron took one look at her eyes and gaped. 'W-w-why?' he stammered. All the while, Courtney was ranting at Veronica and Viviana.
'I have no clue,' Harry whispered back. 'D'you think we should tell her?'
'Oh, I dunno. What do we say? "Hey, Courtney, sorry to interrupt, but your eyes are different colors?!"'
'Yeah, that might be a problem,' Harry murmured. 'hey how about we tell her someplace a little less crowded? Like Moaning Myrtle's bathroom?'
'Good idea.' Ron agreed. 'Hey, Courtney?'
She turned around, obviously ticked, her eyes still violet and emerald.
'Could you come with us for a sec? We need to tell you something.' Ron said nervously.
'Why can't you tell me here?' said Courtney, her eyes glowing. She had answered in a tone that was unlike her own. It was colder, full of pain, Harry noticed. Something is definitely wrong with her, he thought.
Harry heaved an exasperated but worried sigh and grabbed her arm. 'Just come on,' he cried.
'Fine. Whateva.' She sounded like herself now. 'Where to?'
'Moaning Myrtle's.'
'Oh.' Came Courtney's surprised answer. She obviously had no clue what was going on. They walked out of the Great Hall, fully aware that everyone, including Malfoy, was watching them.
Walking swiftly and silently, they reached Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Harry and Ron practically shoved Courtney through the door. 'So what's the sitch?' she asked.
The two boys looked at each other, and then at her confused eyes. They were her normal color again, a grayish-blue. Harry was relieved. 'Er. well,' Harry began, 'Have you ever noticed that your eyes can turn different colors?'
'Well, yeah, everybody's do.'
'Yeah but yours.. really change colors. To violet and emerald.'
'What?!' said a very shocked Courtney. 'They change to violet and emerald? Like, both are a different color?' As she said it, they changed again. 'You have got to be kidding me.'
'Nope,' said Ron, 'Take a look yourself.' Courtney turned to the mirror and looked at herself in half horror, half amazement. 'Cool,' she said finally, but she ran out the door and to Gryffindor tower.
*~*~*
Courtney arrived at Gryffindor Tower and said the password ('Morrigan,') through her tears. Different colored eyes were not good; it was a bad sign. 'Morgan le Fay had them,' Courtney muttered as she entered into the Common Room, 'And look how she ended up.' Courtney sighed and flopped onto a couch. She fell asleep instantly and had a very strange dream.
She was in an orchard, a pomegranate orchard by the looks of it, and there was a girl with long black hair sitting with a handsome boy. They were talking and laughing at each other, and then they kissed. The scene changed, but she was in the same orchard. The two teenagers were there but the boy looked troubled. The more he talked, the girl grew more worried. Then the boy stood up and shouted, 'I have to leave, Morgan! I have to!' He looked very upset.
Morgan stood up and started to say 'Thomas-' but was cut off by a kiss. From where Courtney was standing, she could see Thomas grab Morgan's hand and he slipped her ring off. Courtney wanted to shout, 'Morgan, watch out!' but she couldn't speak; the trees around her turned to dust and the castle in the distance crumbled.
'Morgan, I'm sorry!' Thomas shouted and he ran. There was a man and his army in the distance, and he seemed to recognise Morgan. He gave an evil grin to her, and he charged at Thomas. Thomas stopped in his tracks, and in the blink of the eye, the knight was standing over Thomas and swiftly beheaded him. Morgan screamed, picked up her ring and shouted, 'Death! Death to you all!' Then she fainted.
It seemed as though Courtney had fainted, too; everything around was black. And yet, she was awake, for she felt tears on her cheek. 'Now have seen my greatest sorrow.' Morgan appeared in front of Courtney, her sad eyes the same colors as her own.
'Your-your eyes are violet and emerald, like mine- no, scratch that- like mine can be.' Courtney whispered.
'Do you know why, Merydyth?' Morgan said slyly.
Courtney ignored her question and said, 'Why did you call me Merydyth?'
'Because it's your true name,' Morgan answered, 'You are, after all, a descendant of myself and Merlin.'
Courtney gaped at her.
'Are you serious?' she said. 'I mean, how can I a descendant of both of you?' Morgan chuckled. Your father Brendan was descendant of Merlin and your mother Ariana was a descendant of mine.'
'Cool. Wait, does that mean you're Morgan le Fay?'
Morgan nodded.
'Fun!'
'Well, anyway, you need to fulfill my work.' Morgan said seriously.
Courtney looked thoughtful. 'I can't think of any unfinished work that you might have.'
'Think on it for awhile,' Morgan was slowly drifting away. 'Merydyth, catch!' She threw something to Courtney and she caught it. It was a necklace, with the same stone as the ring Morgan had had. Then she woke up.
'Weird,' she said, and she found that she had the necklace in her hand. 'Merydyth,' she whispered. Then she put it on. 'Hmm.' And she fell back asleep clutching the necklace.
'Oh, that's not normal,' Hermione whispered to Cedric. 'Definitely not normal.'
'Yeah,' Cedric managed to say.
Courtney and Harry were still staring open-mouthed at Veronica and Viviana. Finally, Courtney muttered, 'This is not my day.' She looked at Harry and he noticed something different about her, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Her eyes, he thought, they're-they're two different colors. Violet and emerald. He elbowed Ron in the ribs and whispered in his ear, 'Look at her eyes!'
Ron took one look at her eyes and gaped. 'W-w-why?' he stammered. All the while, Courtney was ranting at Veronica and Viviana.
'I have no clue,' Harry whispered back. 'D'you think we should tell her?'
'Oh, I dunno. What do we say? "Hey, Courtney, sorry to interrupt, but your eyes are different colors?!"'
'Yeah, that might be a problem,' Harry murmured. 'hey how about we tell her someplace a little less crowded? Like Moaning Myrtle's bathroom?'
'Good idea.' Ron agreed. 'Hey, Courtney?'
She turned around, obviously ticked, her eyes still violet and emerald.
'Could you come with us for a sec? We need to tell you something.' Ron said nervously.
'Why can't you tell me here?' said Courtney, her eyes glowing. She had answered in a tone that was unlike her own. It was colder, full of pain, Harry noticed. Something is definitely wrong with her, he thought.
Harry heaved an exasperated but worried sigh and grabbed her arm. 'Just come on,' he cried.
'Fine. Whateva.' She sounded like herself now. 'Where to?'
'Moaning Myrtle's.'
'Oh.' Came Courtney's surprised answer. She obviously had no clue what was going on. They walked out of the Great Hall, fully aware that everyone, including Malfoy, was watching them.
Walking swiftly and silently, they reached Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Harry and Ron practically shoved Courtney through the door. 'So what's the sitch?' she asked.
The two boys looked at each other, and then at her confused eyes. They were her normal color again, a grayish-blue. Harry was relieved. 'Er. well,' Harry began, 'Have you ever noticed that your eyes can turn different colors?'
'Well, yeah, everybody's do.'
'Yeah but yours.. really change colors. To violet and emerald.'
'What?!' said a very shocked Courtney. 'They change to violet and emerald? Like, both are a different color?' As she said it, they changed again. 'You have got to be kidding me.'
'Nope,' said Ron, 'Take a look yourself.' Courtney turned to the mirror and looked at herself in half horror, half amazement. 'Cool,' she said finally, but she ran out the door and to Gryffindor tower.
*~*~*
Courtney arrived at Gryffindor Tower and said the password ('Morrigan,') through her tears. Different colored eyes were not good; it was a bad sign. 'Morgan le Fay had them,' Courtney muttered as she entered into the Common Room, 'And look how she ended up.' Courtney sighed and flopped onto a couch. She fell asleep instantly and had a very strange dream.
She was in an orchard, a pomegranate orchard by the looks of it, and there was a girl with long black hair sitting with a handsome boy. They were talking and laughing at each other, and then they kissed. The scene changed, but she was in the same orchard. The two teenagers were there but the boy looked troubled. The more he talked, the girl grew more worried. Then the boy stood up and shouted, 'I have to leave, Morgan! I have to!' He looked very upset.
Morgan stood up and started to say 'Thomas-' but was cut off by a kiss. From where Courtney was standing, she could see Thomas grab Morgan's hand and he slipped her ring off. Courtney wanted to shout, 'Morgan, watch out!' but she couldn't speak; the trees around her turned to dust and the castle in the distance crumbled.
'Morgan, I'm sorry!' Thomas shouted and he ran. There was a man and his army in the distance, and he seemed to recognise Morgan. He gave an evil grin to her, and he charged at Thomas. Thomas stopped in his tracks, and in the blink of the eye, the knight was standing over Thomas and swiftly beheaded him. Morgan screamed, picked up her ring and shouted, 'Death! Death to you all!' Then she fainted.
It seemed as though Courtney had fainted, too; everything around was black. And yet, she was awake, for she felt tears on her cheek. 'Now have seen my greatest sorrow.' Morgan appeared in front of Courtney, her sad eyes the same colors as her own.
'Your-your eyes are violet and emerald, like mine- no, scratch that- like mine can be.' Courtney whispered.
'Do you know why, Merydyth?' Morgan said slyly.
Courtney ignored her question and said, 'Why did you call me Merydyth?'
'Because it's your true name,' Morgan answered, 'You are, after all, a descendant of myself and Merlin.'
Courtney gaped at her.
'Are you serious?' she said. 'I mean, how can I a descendant of both of you?' Morgan chuckled. Your father Brendan was descendant of Merlin and your mother Ariana was a descendant of mine.'
'Cool. Wait, does that mean you're Morgan le Fay?'
Morgan nodded.
'Fun!'
'Well, anyway, you need to fulfill my work.' Morgan said seriously.
Courtney looked thoughtful. 'I can't think of any unfinished work that you might have.'
'Think on it for awhile,' Morgan was slowly drifting away. 'Merydyth, catch!' She threw something to Courtney and she caught it. It was a necklace, with the same stone as the ring Morgan had had. Then she woke up.
'Weird,' she said, and she found that she had the necklace in her hand. 'Merydyth,' she whispered. Then she put it on. 'Hmm.' And she fell back asleep clutching the necklace.