The Four Witches
By Kiyoshi5
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter. It's Rowlings.
Also thanks to my beta Reader, Serpena
Now onto the story:
Answering the door, Mrs. Summersby finds herself looking down at two young girls. The one to the front has tyed her dark red hair up in a ponytail and is wearing a sunshine yellow shirt over bright blue pants. Socks peeking from under the cuffs reveal themselves as orange and her shoes are a bright green.
Behind her and to her left is a more sensible looking girl wearing a white blouse and gray skirt over mary jane shoes. Her short brown hair looks tidy and her small wire-rimmed glasses gives her an air of someone well read.
"Gooday Ma'am," Moira says as politely as she can make herself sound.
"Is your daughter home?" Dana quickly adds her question,"
"May we see her please?" Both girls smile angelicly.
Mrs. Summersby steps back, "please come in," she says gestering inwards with a hand. She leans around the corner and shouts, "REBECCA! Your friends are here!" Turning back to the two girls now in the entry way, she says quietly. "She will be here momentarily," and leaves the two to wait.
Rebecca steps out from behind the corner and wordlessly takes each friend by the hand, urging them onward. They follow her silently down the hall and into her bedroom. There she shuts and locks the door and sighs a deep breath of release.
"My parents are handling it well considering," Rebecca says quietly. "But they are still muggles, and there are still difficulties."
"Are they letting you go," asks Dana concernedly. She looked at her friend. Dark pants, a blue shirt, and white walking shoes make her the most average looking girl in the room by muggle standards. Her slightly curly blonde hair and dark gray eyes, though, make her prettier.
Rebecca nods yes, "They consider any offer to a private school to be a good thing." She crosses the room and opens the curtains to a window, letting the warm morning sun in. "They are trying very hard to get used to the magic part." She sits on the edge of her bed and her friends do the same. "Only Rachel tried to say anything and Mom sent her to her room." Rebecca smiles, "I'm sure it will be fine." Changing the subject, she turns to Moira. "MJ, remember what we've been talking about?"
Moira thinks a moment, "You mean the four?" Rebecca nods meaningfully and exitement fills the room. All three girls begin talking at once and after a few minutes of joyful agreement, Rebecca finds a notebook and pen in the bedside table behind her. She hands it to Moira, "Write Morgan and tell her about it, please. As Moira writes, Rebecca looks to Dana, "can you send it to her with your family owl?"
Dana thinks a moment, "Okay Becca, but only because it is so important." As soon as it is written, Dana leaves to send the letter to Morganna and Moira stays, spending the morning with Rebecca talking about school.
* * * * * *
Every surface of the ancient house shines as if newly built and the house elf is still working its way down the hallway, scrubbing the walls. Morganna sits on her perch behind the bay window overlooking the garden. She holds in her hand her acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Across the room behind her her father paces and frets.
"Our family has been proud members of the Slytherin house for centuries." He stops ,looking at his daughter disdainfully. "Look at me when I speak to you, child." Reluctantly, she turns her face from the roses and looks over her father's shoulder at the darkened oak bookcase, full of large, intimidating books. "I will not have the like Arachne name." He steps closer, catching her ice blue eyes in his. "I want to make this absolutely clear," he says firmly. "You had better be accepted into Slytherin, or you do not stay at Hogwarts. Do I make myself clear?"
Morganna nods, her black braid slipping over one shoulder as she moves. This satisfies her father who leaves, seemingly floating over the wooden floor. The long train of his black cloak slithering behind him like a living shadow.
Finally alone, the girl sighs noticing the lemon scent of the cleaners used to clean the room. She waits a moment, then reaches underneath her and finds an envelope under her cushion. She carefully brings it up to her eyes, opening it both cautiously and anxiously. Finally the letter is in her hands. She devoures the words with her eyes as if starving for the news within, then starts again and reads it more slowly.
Dear Morgan,
I've been talking with Dana and Becca and we've decided to make a pact. We four have been best friends for all of our lives and we are not willing to give it all up just because of school houses. So we shall be The Four Witches, and whatever house we end up in, we shall still be best friends. No one will stop us.
In the envelope, please find two cards. If you find this to be a good idea, please send the yes card. If not, well.... I don't think that will happen. See you at school.
MJ
Morganna searches the little envelope and finds two cards.One is printed with yes and the other with no. She calls for Ratsbane, her owl and gives it the yes card. "Send that to MJ," she instructs it, then sends it out the now open window. She steps to the candelabra and holding the no card to the flame, burns it. She then holds up the letter and looks at it thinking. Unwilling to burn it, she hides it in her forest green robe and returns to her window.
(A/N: PLEASE REVIEW IT'S IMPORTANT)
By Kiyoshi5
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter. It's Rowlings.
Also thanks to my beta Reader, Serpena
Now onto the story:
Answering the door, Mrs. Summersby finds herself looking down at two young girls. The one to the front has tyed her dark red hair up in a ponytail and is wearing a sunshine yellow shirt over bright blue pants. Socks peeking from under the cuffs reveal themselves as orange and her shoes are a bright green.
Behind her and to her left is a more sensible looking girl wearing a white blouse and gray skirt over mary jane shoes. Her short brown hair looks tidy and her small wire-rimmed glasses gives her an air of someone well read.
"Gooday Ma'am," Moira says as politely as she can make herself sound.
"Is your daughter home?" Dana quickly adds her question,"
"May we see her please?" Both girls smile angelicly.
Mrs. Summersby steps back, "please come in," she says gestering inwards with a hand. She leans around the corner and shouts, "REBECCA! Your friends are here!" Turning back to the two girls now in the entry way, she says quietly. "She will be here momentarily," and leaves the two to wait.
Rebecca steps out from behind the corner and wordlessly takes each friend by the hand, urging them onward. They follow her silently down the hall and into her bedroom. There she shuts and locks the door and sighs a deep breath of release.
"My parents are handling it well considering," Rebecca says quietly. "But they are still muggles, and there are still difficulties."
"Are they letting you go," asks Dana concernedly. She looked at her friend. Dark pants, a blue shirt, and white walking shoes make her the most average looking girl in the room by muggle standards. Her slightly curly blonde hair and dark gray eyes, though, make her prettier.
Rebecca nods yes, "They consider any offer to a private school to be a good thing." She crosses the room and opens the curtains to a window, letting the warm morning sun in. "They are trying very hard to get used to the magic part." She sits on the edge of her bed and her friends do the same. "Only Rachel tried to say anything and Mom sent her to her room." Rebecca smiles, "I'm sure it will be fine." Changing the subject, she turns to Moira. "MJ, remember what we've been talking about?"
Moira thinks a moment, "You mean the four?" Rebecca nods meaningfully and exitement fills the room. All three girls begin talking at once and after a few minutes of joyful agreement, Rebecca finds a notebook and pen in the bedside table behind her. She hands it to Moira, "Write Morgan and tell her about it, please. As Moira writes, Rebecca looks to Dana, "can you send it to her with your family owl?"
Dana thinks a moment, "Okay Becca, but only because it is so important." As soon as it is written, Dana leaves to send the letter to Morganna and Moira stays, spending the morning with Rebecca talking about school.
* * * * * *
Every surface of the ancient house shines as if newly built and the house elf is still working its way down the hallway, scrubbing the walls. Morganna sits on her perch behind the bay window overlooking the garden. She holds in her hand her acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Across the room behind her her father paces and frets.
"Our family has been proud members of the Slytherin house for centuries." He stops ,looking at his daughter disdainfully. "Look at me when I speak to you, child." Reluctantly, she turns her face from the roses and looks over her father's shoulder at the darkened oak bookcase, full of large, intimidating books. "I will not have the like Arachne name." He steps closer, catching her ice blue eyes in his. "I want to make this absolutely clear," he says firmly. "You had better be accepted into Slytherin, or you do not stay at Hogwarts. Do I make myself clear?"
Morganna nods, her black braid slipping over one shoulder as she moves. This satisfies her father who leaves, seemingly floating over the wooden floor. The long train of his black cloak slithering behind him like a living shadow.
Finally alone, the girl sighs noticing the lemon scent of the cleaners used to clean the room. She waits a moment, then reaches underneath her and finds an envelope under her cushion. She carefully brings it up to her eyes, opening it both cautiously and anxiously. Finally the letter is in her hands. She devoures the words with her eyes as if starving for the news within, then starts again and reads it more slowly.
Dear Morgan,
I've been talking with Dana and Becca and we've decided to make a pact. We four have been best friends for all of our lives and we are not willing to give it all up just because of school houses. So we shall be The Four Witches, and whatever house we end up in, we shall still be best friends. No one will stop us.
In the envelope, please find two cards. If you find this to be a good idea, please send the yes card. If not, well.... I don't think that will happen. See you at school.
MJ
Morganna searches the little envelope and finds two cards.One is printed with yes and the other with no. She calls for Ratsbane, her owl and gives it the yes card. "Send that to MJ," she instructs it, then sends it out the now open window. She steps to the candelabra and holding the no card to the flame, burns it. She then holds up the letter and looks at it thinking. Unwilling to burn it, she hides it in her forest green robe and returns to her window.
(A/N: PLEASE REVIEW IT'S IMPORTANT)