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:
Mr. Arachne stops before the back entrance to Diagon Alley behind the Leaky Couldron, and looks at his two children.
"Don't worry," Morganna reassures them again. You two take care of your buisness. I'll be fine getting my school supplies alone. I am quite capable." She thinks to herself, "Besides, I hate knockturn alley. Creepy place that is."
Her father looks at her uncertainly and finally consents. "All right then." he says coursely. He gives her some money from his robe. "After all, you are a future Slytherin, you can take care of yourself." Morganna smiles, watching them until they walk out of sight, then sets down to business.
She hits the blocks in the wall in order and steps through the door as quickly as possible before anyone could change their minds.
She takes two steps and promptly runs into, literally, her father's old friend Lucius Malfoy. Realizing who it is she stepped into, she backs up apologizing frantically while cursing her bad timing in her head. She is barely aware of the string of apologies she makes as she slowly backs away trying to make her escape, but Mr. Malfoy lays a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.
"It is no trouble at all my dear," he says with grand, false, and overdone show of gentility. "Why on earth is a young girl such as yourself out alone in a place like this?"
Morganna shoves her anger into the back of her mind, and tries to be as nice as possible. "I'm fine sir, just getting ready for my first year at Hogwarts."
She makes herself smile at Mr. Malfoy's next words as he says, "Ah, another new Slytherin from a fine old family." He looks to Draco beside him and nods. Discreetly, he hands him something and says, "We can't have this young girl forced to go about Diagon Alley alone, you go with her. Be an escort for her. Go!" He leaves Draco with Morganna who feels she just stepped from the frying pan into the fire.
Draco Malfoy smiles awkwardly at his new charge. "So, you are going to be in Slytherin too," He says after a long awkward silence. She nods and replies,"Most likely." The pair start walking towards the shops. "Good," Morganna hears Draco say on her right side. "We need more pure blood witches and wizards at the school." He stops just outside the robe shop, and turns to look at Morganna.
"Did I mention, my brother Mordred is third year this year," Morganna blurts out of nervousness. "You stupid little thing," she says to herself. "What are you afraid of? Its just Draco Malfoy, you've known him for over half your life." Another thought pipes up in her head," For that matter, why is he so nervous.
Draco looks at her, pretending not to notice the young girl's nervousness. "That's good," he says. "I'm in fourth year myself." He takes her by the hand and leads her a few steps out of the path of the walking traffic. Morganna notices his hand feels the same as Mordred's except that this one is warm and dry rather than cold and damp like her brother's.
"I need to talk to you a minute, okay?" Draco says quickly, forgetting that he still has her hand. She nods, allowing him to continue while hoping feverishly it isn't going to be anything embarrassing or weird. "You are like a sister to me. I want you to be as safe as you can be at Hogwarts." He finally lets her hand go. "So I give you a gift and a warning." He reaches into a cloak pocket, clenches a fist around something small and draws it out. "Hold out your hand, please."
She does and as Malfoy's hand passes slowly over hers, Morganna feels something cold and metal sink into her left palm. She brings it closer to her face and opens her hand. It is a silver medalion in a form of a snake wrapped in a widdershins (counter-clockwise) spiral around itself. For a moment it looks as if its ruby red eyes are glowing fiercely. Morganna blinks and the glow is gone. "Probably the sunlight hitting it," she thought.
"It protects its wearer," she heard Draco say. "Father helped me find it for you. He said you could really use something like this." He takes it from her hand and lowers it over her head. "There, perfect." For a moment it almost seems like there is a whispering in Morganna's head, unintellegable but dark and cold. Then it is gone, and she dismisses the imagining from her mind.
"Thank you," she manages to say, trying to sound gracious. The silver medalion feels heavy against her chest and the magic inside feels unfamiliar. She hears Draco begins to talk once more, saying, "Father said if I understood parselmouth, that I would actually hear the magic working, but I don't." Morganna nods. "I guess that would explain it," the thought comforting her as she thinks it. "I do know parselmouth, always had, and so I hear the magic inside the medalian working to protect its wearer."
She thanks him again and asks, "So, what is the warning?"
Draco thinks a moment, Possibly to find the right words to say. "I have enemies at school. They are no match for me of course," Straightens his shoulders proudly and holds his head up a bit. "However, Father thought they might try to hurt me through you, since you are almost my little sister." He pauses again wording his thoughts, "So we, er...I want you to avoid them until you learn some magic to defend yourself with." He stops again frowning, "This is almost ridiculous, me warning you against him, The Famous Harry Potter!"
"Harry who? Morganna asks honestly, having heard not a thing about him. At this Draco laughs - taking her to be Facetious (don't know how to spell that). It is several moments before he can stop enough to speak, "Yes, that's it Harry Who!" He drapes an arm around her shoulder. "You and I are going to get along fine, lets go do some shopping. The rest of the morning goes by uneventfully.
(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:
Mr. Arachne stops before the back entrance to Diagon Alley behind the Leaky Couldron, and looks at his two children.
"Don't worry," Morganna reassures them again. You two take care of your buisness. I'll be fine getting my school supplies alone. I am quite capable." She thinks to herself, "Besides, I hate knockturn alley. Creepy place that is."
Her father looks at her uncertainly and finally consents. "All right then." he says coursely. He gives her some money from his robe. "After all, you are a future Slytherin, you can take care of yourself." Morganna smiles, watching them until they walk out of sight, then sets down to business.
She hits the blocks in the wall in order and steps through the door as quickly as possible before anyone could change their minds.
She takes two steps and promptly runs into, literally, her father's old friend Lucius Malfoy. Realizing who it is she stepped into, she backs up apologizing frantically while cursing her bad timing in her head. She is barely aware of the string of apologies she makes as she slowly backs away trying to make her escape, but Mr. Malfoy lays a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.
"It is no trouble at all my dear," he says with grand, false, and overdone show of gentility. "Why on earth is a young girl such as yourself out alone in a place like this?"
Morganna shoves her anger into the back of her mind, and tries to be as nice as possible. "I'm fine sir, just getting ready for my first year at Hogwarts."
She makes herself smile at Mr. Malfoy's next words as he says, "Ah, another new Slytherin from a fine old family." He looks to Draco beside him and nods. Discreetly, he hands him something and says, "We can't have this young girl forced to go about Diagon Alley alone, you go with her. Be an escort for her. Go!" He leaves Draco with Morganna who feels she just stepped from the frying pan into the fire.
Draco Malfoy smiles awkwardly at his new charge. "So, you are going to be in Slytherin too," He says after a long awkward silence. She nods and replies,"Most likely." The pair start walking towards the shops. "Good," Morganna hears Draco say on her right side. "We need more pure blood witches and wizards at the school." He stops just outside the robe shop, and turns to look at Morganna.
"Did I mention, my brother Mordred is third year this year," Morganna blurts out of nervousness. "You stupid little thing," she says to herself. "What are you afraid of? Its just Draco Malfoy, you've known him for over half your life." Another thought pipes up in her head," For that matter, why is he so nervous.
Draco looks at her, pretending not to notice the young girl's nervousness. "That's good," he says. "I'm in fourth year myself." He takes her by the hand and leads her a few steps out of the path of the walking traffic. Morganna notices his hand feels the same as Mordred's except that this one is warm and dry rather than cold and damp like her brother's.
"I need to talk to you a minute, okay?" Draco says quickly, forgetting that he still has her hand. She nods, allowing him to continue while hoping feverishly it isn't going to be anything embarrassing or weird. "You are like a sister to me. I want you to be as safe as you can be at Hogwarts." He finally lets her hand go. "So I give you a gift and a warning." He reaches into a cloak pocket, clenches a fist around something small and draws it out. "Hold out your hand, please."
She does and as Malfoy's hand passes slowly over hers, Morganna feels something cold and metal sink into her left palm. She brings it closer to her face and opens her hand. It is a silver medalion in a form of a snake wrapped in a widdershins (counter-clockwise) spiral around itself. For a moment it looks as if its ruby red eyes are glowing fiercely. Morganna blinks and the glow is gone. "Probably the sunlight hitting it," she thought.
"It protects its wearer," she heard Draco say. "Father helped me find it for you. He said you could really use something like this." He takes it from her hand and lowers it over her head. "There, perfect." For a moment it almost seems like there is a whispering in Morganna's head, unintellegable but dark and cold. Then it is gone, and she dismisses the imagining from her mind.
"Thank you," she manages to say, trying to sound gracious. The silver medalion feels heavy against her chest and the magic inside feels unfamiliar. She hears Draco begins to talk once more, saying, "Father said if I understood parselmouth, that I would actually hear the magic working, but I don't." Morganna nods. "I guess that would explain it," the thought comforting her as she thinks it. "I do know parselmouth, always had, and so I hear the magic inside the medalian working to protect its wearer."
She thanks him again and asks, "So, what is the warning?"
Draco thinks a moment, Possibly to find the right words to say. "I have enemies at school. They are no match for me of course," Straightens his shoulders proudly and holds his head up a bit. "However, Father thought they might try to hurt me through you, since you are almost my little sister." He pauses again wording his thoughts, "So we, er...I want you to avoid them until you learn some magic to defend yourself with." He stops again frowning, "This is almost ridiculous, me warning you against him, The Famous Harry Potter!"
"Harry who? Morganna asks honestly, having heard not a thing about him. At this Draco laughs - taking her to be Facetious (don't know how to spell that). It is several moments before he can stop enough to speak, "Yes, that's it Harry Who!" He drapes an arm around her shoulder. "You and I are going to get along fine, lets go do some shopping. The rest of the morning goes by uneventfully.
(A/N: PLEASE REVIEW IT'S IMPORTANT)