Morgan woke slowly. She woke before her body did and so all that worked were her ears. She could hear and partly feel his breath slowly inhale and exhale onto her neck and ear. She took a deep breath and slowly feeling came back and her eyes slowly opened. It was still dark out and her mind filled with thoughts of the night before. She felt like her body went tense but only her insides and then she knew…

Harry woke a little while after the sun had risen. He sat up; Morgan turned and looked at him with her placid grey eyes seemingly the same, but something beneath them was different before like serious he had seen a deep residing pain and sorrow, and although some of that was still there but now there was something else and he couldn't quite figure out what it was.

"Something wrong Harry?" She asked. He frowned,

"No…" He said his brows furrowing. She sat up to; she was wearing his shirt her dark brown hair was mussed a little bit. He suddenly felt quite depressed he missed Ron and Hermione desperately.

"You miss them don't you?" She said.

"I'm not used to not, not being around them." He said.

"They're your family I don't blame you for missing them." She said.

"Maybe I should go back." Harry mumbled.

Morgan looked away and got off the bed. Harry frowned watching her closely as she threw open the wardrobe and grabbed a skirt and pulled it on the pulling off his shirt pulled on a tank top and then pulling on a sweater, then her knees buckled out from underneath her and she collapsed to the floor crying.

Harry jumped out of bed and ran around to her,

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I… I… can't tell you…" She stumbled over her words.

"What can't you tell me?" Which he knew was a stupid question but it came out anyways.

"Harry…" She began.

"What…" He asked.

"If you go back I can't go with you." She answered.

This time her eyes were alive, they weren't placid they had feeling in them.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because… I… pre… pre… Ohhhhhh…." She wailed and buried her face in her hands. Harry was so confused,

"What?" He asked.

She wailed again.

"Whatever, if you won't tell me then how can I help?" He asked.

"You'll be mad at me…" She sobbed. Harry stood up and got dressed then left her they're crying he was mad. What else was he supposed to do?

For hours Harry wandered around London he needed to clear his head he missed his friends so badly. Finally he headed back towards the apartment as he approached the building his scar began to burn. Fear consumed him, MORGAN! His mind screamed and he bolted up through the building and stopped in front of his slightly ajar front door. Fear pelted his body and he burst in through the door everything had been tossed around,

"MORGAN!" He ran through the entire of the house.

She was gone. A wall in the living room depicted Voldemorts symbol, he sat down hard on the ground. How could he be such a fool to leave her alone! Suddenly the glowing green image shifted to words.

"Dearest Harry,

I have quite missed your presence

But I have found Ms. Morgana's presence charming

So I have taken her to have a joyess council

With her, please join us, I am sure you

Know my favorite place, I hope for

You to join us I am sure it would be a quite enjoyable

Experience, for which party I am not sure…

-Voldemort

PS: did you know she was with child?"

He felt his whole body go stiff. She was what? That was unimportant and right now he needed to worry about getting her back before he killed her. If it were true it made it all the more important that he save her. His favorite place… what was it Morgan had said she had envisioned… a graveyard… A GRAVEYARD!

Harry stood quickly and within a second had disappeared.

He reappeared in a dark grey like area mist swirling around his knees. He looked around. No one was around he took a few steps forward and then his foot feel on something harder then the soft muddy ground. Something like a flat rock or something similar. He looked down and saw a gravestone plaque in the ground. The ground had been especially muddy where he was standing was because it was a freshly filled grave. The thought sent shivers down his spine and suddenly a horrible thought occurred to him. He brushed away the mud that his shoe had covered what had been written, his whole body froze in horror.

"Morgana Faye Black

Will be missed dearly"

"MORGAN!" He yelled and with his bare hands began to pull up clods of dirt that oozed though his fingers. He could here a muffled cry coming from below him.

"DAMN IT!" He cried and he tore at the ground.

"It is pointless Harry you'll never unbury her like that before she suffocates." Came a cool deep raspy voice behind him. He spun his wand raised and came face to face with Voldemort.

"WHY HER? WHY NOT JUST TAKE ME!"? He yelled he could feel tears stinging in his eyes.

"Oh because as enjoyable as killing you will be, I like the idea of torturing you first my pathetic little friend." Voldemort laughed, a raspy laugh that sounded like it was brought up from the depths of hell. "You know what I find highly amusing?" Voldemort asked.

6"No! And I could care less about you sadistic sense of humor!" Harry yelled and began to pull up dirt again, he didn't care if Voldemort pulled his wand on him; he had to try to save her! Why couldn't he think of any spell to get her out! He hated the thought of just sitting by again as Voldemort killed another person he cared for deeply. Voldemorts laugh once again rang out over the desolate graveyard.

6"Snape, my loyal servant please come out and join us." Voldemort wheezed.

Harry froze as a figure clad all in black came out of the shadows and mist and showed himself to his master and Harry. Harry roared in rage and ran at him before Snape could even pull out his wand to defend himself. Harry had tackled him to the ground and in the process knocked Snape's wand out of his hand, Harry had his hands around his neck.

"YOU KILLED HIM! HOW COULD YOU! HE TRUSTED YOU!" He was screaming at the top of his lungs. Harry went flying a second after the words left his mouth and went slamming against a tall statue gravestone. He fell to the ground his face flat in the mud he heard his glasses creak.

"Get to your feet Potter." Voldemort snarled. Harry pushed himself up and saw Snape standing up as well and with his wand brushing the mud off his robes leaving them as clean as before. Harry gave him a look of pure hatred,

"You weasel! Everything good in this world you must taint! He trusted you! She trusted you and thought of you like her father and now she is slowly suffocating to death down there!" He snarled at Snape. Snape swallowed hard and tried to ignore Harry.

"What do you bid me to do Master?" Snape asked a slightly pained look flashed across his face.

"You know Morgan's mother killed herself when you left? Of course you did… The question is of course did you actually love Morgan's mother or were you just using her to get to Morgan to make her you Masters servant?" Harry spat out getting to his feet. Snape snarled and lunged foreword grabbing the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the statue gravestone he had hit early.

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THATI LOVED PANDORA! I WAS IN LOVE WITH HER LONG BEFORE YOUR BLOODY GOD FATHER EVEN SAW HER AS A FEMALE! I WAS THE ONE WHO LOVED HER AND TOOK CARE OF HER WHEN SHE FELL ILL! WHERE WAS HE THEN? HM? WHERE WAS YOUR DARLING GODFATHER THEN! BAH! HE NEVER LOVED PANDORA JUST USED HER AND THREW HER AWAY!" Snape spat in his face. "I LOVED MORGAN TO EVEN THOUGH I KNEW SHE WAS PART OF HIM! I RAISED HER THE BEST I COULD EVEN WITH HER MOTHER CRAZY AS A BAT! IT WAS I WHO TOOK CARE OF HER! GOT HER OUT OF THAT HOUSE AS SOON AS I COULD! DON'T YOU DARE THINK I NEVER DID THE BEST I COULD TO PROTECT HER!" He snarled.

"What about now Professor?" He said spitefully, "Are you protecting her the best you can?" Snape tossed him to the side and stalked back to his master who had been watching with interest.

"Are you still with me Severus?" Voldemort asked. Harry could tell Voldemort was trying to penetrate Snape's mind and was failing. Voldemort snarled and whipped his wand out but Snape's was already out. Harry stood in shock,

"Potter start getting that dirt up now!" Snape snarled. Harry paused for a second before he hurriedly grabbed his wand and a spell finally materialized in his mind and he blessed Hermione.

"TERRESTEL!" He yelled and the dirt began to move away from the spot. Within a couple seconds it was gone. Suddenly hex's and curses went flying Harry dropped into the hole to avoid being hit and found himself on the casket he pulled it open and found Morgan more pale then ever and unmoving. He hurriedly felt for a pulse, she was still alive but she was unconscious. He picked her up,

"HURRY UP POTTER!" Snape yelled.

"I HAVE GOT HER AND SHE IS STILL ALIVE!" Harry yelled.

"THEN BLOODY HELL RUN!" He yelled. Harry couldn't believe it as the words slipped from his lips,

"WHAT ABOUT YOU!"?

"RUN!" was Snape's only answer and Harry appearted he hadn't been thinking about it but anywhere but this place. He appearated right out side the Burrow door.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" He yelled and instantly there was a lot of noise as everybody burst out through the door wands raised and it took less then a second to see it was Harry and Morgan. There was a lot of commotion and noise as he was crowded in through the door and people were yelling and shooting questions all around,

"Help her first…" He said then blacked out.

6AN: Buahaha so many plot twists in one short chapter! I am evil I know…-sigh, is happy with self-

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