Morgan woke up and screamed bloody murder in the middle of the night. Charlie went to calm her down,
"GET AWAY! STOP DON'T HURT ME! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed.
"Morgan! Morgan! It's me Charlie!" She fought just as hard for a second then slowed down then stopped tears in her eyes.
"Char… Charlie?" Her eyes widened and she looked at him.
"Oh Charlie!" She wailed and grabbing his shirt buried her face in his shirt and began to sob.
"Morgan…" He wrapped his arms around her. She was shaking… badly.
"Charlie?" A girl with long blonde hair in a ponytail virtually on top of her head. He looked over his shoulder, a dark thin eyebrow raised.
"Not now Lorraine." Charlie said. She looked a little ticked but she left. "Morgan? Morgan what happened?" He asked.
"He…" She sobbed. He pulled away slightly and cupped her face and wiped away her tears with his thumbs.
"Morgan I need you to calm down and tell me what happened." He said. She was still shaking and her eyes were filled with fear and panic.
"I want you to take a few very deep breaths and calm down." He commanded her. She took a few very deep shaky breaths then her last breath was slightly normal, she stopped shaking so badly.
"Are you calm enough to tell me what happened?" He asked. She was still for a moment then nodded her head,
"Now tell me what happened."
"Harry… Harry was mad at me so he left me in the apartment alone. I was alone for a couple hours before I heard the door open and I went to go apologies and as soon as I opened the door…" She stopped and began shaking again.
"It wasn't Harry?" He asked. Her jaw shook and tears began sliding down her cheeks again.
"Who was it Morgan?" He already knew though.
"It was… my Father and his master." She choked out.
"What happened next?" He asked.
"I don't know… everything went black… and when I woke up I was in… in a coffin… buried." She answered, the tears coming faster.
"They buried you alive?"! Charlie exclaimed and pulled her into a tight hug. He pulled away,
"What happened then?" He asked.
"I was there for a long time, then I heard Harry and I started screaming and he tried to dig me up and I don't know what was happening up there but I know it was a trap and I was trying to tell him but he couldn't understand me. I know there was fighting going on then I blacked out and I woke up here."
"Busy night?" He smiled. She laughed a small bell of a laugh, it was beautiful laugh, she was still crying though.
"What made Harry mad at you." He asked. She stopped laughing immediately and turned red.
"Harry wanted to come back here and I was happy about that but I told him I couldn't come back with him."
"Why not?"
"That's when he got mad, I was to scared to tell him."
"Can you tell me?" He asked. She looked scared and upset with herself more then anything. She pulled away…
"It will help to get it off your chest and I might be able to help." She bit her bottom lip the leaned over and put herself right next to his ear.
"I… I am pregnant…" She whispered and then pulled away. At first he was silent and just sat there… the words just sitting in his ear they refused to sink in, but finally it sunk into his mind.
"BUT HOW COULD YOU POSSIABLY KNOW!" He yelled.
"Charlie! Charlie please!" She begged. He tried to calm himself down taking a couple deep breaths then asked again,
"How could you possibly know?" He asked.
"Charlie…" She put her hands on her stomach, "I know… in fact there is more then one, I have two babies."
"TW-…" He looked around then leaned in and lowered his voice, "Twins?" He asked. She nodded her head, her hands still protectively over her lower stomach.
"Will it be the normal amount of time?" He asked.
"No… it will be sped up at the end of the month I'll be showing."
"How long will it take?" He asked.
"Probably the same amount of time my mom was pregnant with me… around 3 months.
"Bloody Hell… what are we going to do?" He mumbled to himself, "You're going to have to tell Harry."
"I know… but he is so… explosive… I was afraid of his reaction." She answered. Charlie put a hand on her shoulder,
"I'll be there when you tell him if you want." He asked.
"I think I'll be safer if you are." She answered.
"You've changed while you were gone." He stated.
"I know… Sometimes you're forced to change so that you can move forward." She answered. He nodded understanding,
"Where is Harry?" She asked.
"He is upstairs asleep, he passed out as soon as he got here." Charlie answered.
"I am sure he needs it after the screaming and yelling I heard." She mumbled.
"You should go back to sleep Morgan, you need it too." Charlie advised her.
"Probably…" She muttered lying down on the couch again and curling up hugging her stomach. Charlie pulled a quilt over her up to her shoulder.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"I'll live…" She mumbled.
"Are you sure?"
"That girl? Was that her?" Morgan asked.
"Yes, I brought her home to meet Mum and Dad." He answered.
"Good night Charlie." She stated bluntly. He took that as a go away, he left the living room and into the kitchen. Lorraine was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for me.
"What's going on Charlie?" She asked.
"What do you mean Lorraine?" He asked sitting down next to her.
"That girl? Morgan is it? What's going on with that?" She asked.
"Look I explained to you Lorraine, we are in a war, and this family is in the middle of it." He answered.
"Yes I know that Charlie I am fine with that… but that girl you don't treat her like a little sister to say in the least." She said.
"Do you know what she just lived through today?"
"What's that?" She asked slightly rolling her eyes.
"You know what forget it, I am going to bed." He said.
"No what did that pretty little girl live through that's so horrible you snubbed me?" She asked.
"She was kidnapped by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and buried alive! That's what he day was like! How was yours?"! He yelled. She looked taken aback,
"Good night." Charlie said forcefully and walked with hard heels to the steps and went to bed.
Morgan had heard the whole thing. She calmly thought the whole thing over. He had defended her against his own fiancé, what did this mean? She nodded off into sleep.
"Morgan… Morgan wake up." Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at Hermione.
"Hermione?"
"It's me, its time for breakfast Morgan." She helped her up. Morgan ran a hand through her hair brushing it back as Hermione led her into the kitchen most everybody was awake. Mrs. Weasley was putting a plate of sausages on the table. All those who worked were not there except Charlie and Lorraine. Ginny refused to look at Morgan, Morgan felt herself sinking into the floor by the way they were all treating her, only Charlie smiled at her.
"Come sit over here Morgan." He said not afraid of his family. She smiled gratefully at him and went around and sat with him. She swallowed hard and spoke up,
"Has Harry still not woken up?" She asked.
"I don't see how it is any of your business." Ginny snapped.
"Ginny Weasley you watch your tongue!" Mrs. Weasley snapped back. Ginny stood so fast that he chair went falling to the ground with a clatter. She turned furiously on Morgan.
"How could you sleep with him!"? She yelled. Morgan turned red, and looked down at her hands in her lap.
"Ginny…" Charlie began.
"NO! I AM JUST SAYING WHAT WE ARE ALL THINKING!" She yelled.
"Ginny don't act like it is her fault." Charlie said.
"YOU'RE TAKING HER SIDE! SHE LET HIM TAKE HER! SHE LET HIM HAVE SEX WITH HER! AND YOU'RE TAKING HER SIDE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU ALL!" She ran away. Morgan stood,
"I am so sorry for all the pain I have caused to you all, it was never my intention." The whole room was silent so stunned, she left out the door to the outside. As soon as she was outside she ran she ran towards the quidditch field.
Charlie stood,
"Charlie, if you go after her then I'll take it that you want that little girl more then me." Lorraine said.
Charlie looked at the door then back at Lorraine,
"Ok…" He sat down.
Morgan ran to the middle of the field and sat down and began to cry. She waited and waited and he didn't come after her. She watched the house, he wasn't coming she felt crushed tears began to slid down her face again he wasn't coming. She wrapped her hands around her stomach,
"My darlings that is the second time he has tricked us…" She cried.
"Who are your darlings and who tricked you?" Harry's voice asked. Morgan jumped and looked around behind her. Harry was standing there; he looked perfectly fine, not at all like he had been in a fight. She hurriedly turned her face away and began hurriedly wiping the tears away from her face with the back of her hands. Harry sat down on the ground next to her and took her hand away and held them in his.
"What's wrong Morgan?" He asked.
"Harry, I have one of the Horcuxes', …" She said.
"Voldemort gave you one?"! He exclaimed, "Let me have it Morgan." He demanded.
"I can't give it to you Harry." She said. Harry looked confused,
"Why not?" He asked.
"Because Harry he has put it inside of me." She answered. Harry jumped up,
"What do you mean he has put it inside you?"! Harry was very alarmed. Morgan stood and taking his hand she put it on her lower stomach.
"In three months I am going to have two babies and one of them will only have half of a soul that is its own." She answered a tear streaking down her cheek. Harry looked horrified,
"You're… he… THAT MONSTER!" He realized what Voldemort had done. Voldemort had made it so that in order to kill him off all the way he would have to kill his own child.
"Wait in three months?" He asked.
"My mother had me in that amount of time" She said, "Something about us accelerates the growth of babies. I assume it is so we can have more children to continue whatever I am." She said.
"Morgan your child… our child has half a soul! AND the other one is of our worst enemy! You think you would be a little bit more concerned." Harry said. She dropped his hand and took a step back.
"You think I don't care? MY CHILD! IT'S MINE AND YOU THINK I DON'T CARE! HOW DARE YOU! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO! KILL MY OWN CHILD! MY GOD I AM TOO YOUNG FOR THIS!" She was screaming and at the last part collapsed to the ground crying… well more like sobbing, her shoulders were shaking hard and she sat there sobbing. Harry looked around for somebody to tell him what to do. He was at a loss, she was in hysterics and he wasn't sure what to do.
"Morgan…"
"JUST GO AWAY!" She screamed. He was scared out of his mind of her; he had never thought it possible she could get mad.
"But Morgan…"
"LEAVE ME NOW BEFORE I MAKE YOU!" She screamed. Fearing what she might do he ran back to the house. Morgan let herself fall onto the ground sobbing as the grass tickled her face. She was like this for a long time before she finally calmed down and began to reason with herself.
That is when it finally all made sense; no one was going to help her. She knew that now. This was her life it was about time she started to live her life instead of making other people live for her, she had to take care of herself. She pushed herself up then to her feet and stood tall. She was capable of taking care of herself so she would have to sense nobody else would. She walked back towards the house.
When she walked back into the house nobody knew what to say or think for that matter. She walked in and sat back down at the breakfast table, which had been full of commotion, and nobody had touched the food they were all trying to figure out what happened and what to do. When she came through the door they all fell silent, she walked calmly to her chair next to Charlie and sat down. Then looking serenely at Charlie she spoke,
"Pass the cream please." She said.
"What?" He asked.
"The cream for the tea? Could you please pass it to me." Harry watched her stunned. Something was different, she seemed different… stronger. They all watched her stunned as she poured cream into her mug of tea and then added some sugar. She looked up at them,
"What? This is breakfast I am quite positive it is normal for people to eat." She said. They all gave her confused looks,
"Do we really want to waste all this food?" Morgan asked.
"Yes come I didn't cook all this food for nothing!" Mrs. Weasley spoke up. Everybody took her word as final and began to pile food on their plates. It was eerily quiet. Charlie tried not to look at Morgan but he couldn't help looking at her for at least a second. She looked more… more like a woman as she took a sip of her tea. Her other hand was wrapped around her stomach but it would look like to the rest of the table that her hand was in her lap. He looked over at Harry and the way Harry was trying to look at anything but her told Charlie she had told him and he hadn't taken it well. What was odd was that she seemed to have taken it fine. He was dieing to ask her what was going on but he couldn't… not with Lorraine there. He didn't know what she was talking about anyways he loved Lorraine. Where in God she had gotten the idea he felt anything more then a brotherly love towards Morgan was crazy. He was just protective of her; she was fragile and needed someone to take care of her. Harry was not in the least ready for that… and not with Morgan for that matter. He could feel himself getting mad at the way Harry was acting, he was so young and, and…" He growled to himself. He lost his temper with himself and he didn't even know why. He stood his chair clattering to the floor and stomped out of the house.
"Charlie! Charlie what's the matter!" Lorraine called after him. The whole room looked at each other for answers. Morgan watched as Lorraine ran to the door calling after him. She calmly put down her mug of tea and stood.
"Excuse me." Morgan said and got up and left for the bathroom. In side the bathroom she knelt down in front of the toilet and vomited. She heaved and gagged while she tried to regain the ability to breath once more. She wiped at her mouth and sat back against the opposing wall and took a couple shaky breaths. Morgan hugged herself and took a couple more deep breaths, these much more steadier, a second later she lurched foreword and vomited some more.
"Oh no wonder mother hated us." She grumbled falling back against the wall.
She spent the remainder of the morning in the bathroom forgotten about since they were all trying to take care of Charlie, Ginny, and of course integrate Harry. Morgan snuck out of the house when she finally felt like she wouldn't retch anymore. Charlie hadn't come back; she didn't know whom else to talk to. Looking around she tried to figure out where he might be, across the quidditch field was a forest and she studied the dress line… and thought for a moment, then smiled to herself, she knew where he was.
Charlie had been watching the goings on. A couple people had come to look for him including Lorraine but he didn't want to talk to anyone right now. Then he noticed through his cloud cover that somebody was walking onto the quidditch. Long brown hair and a long white skirt told him it was Morgan. It was a windy day an a gust of wind attacked the field making the grass roll like waves when the wind hit her; her hair swirled around her. She came to the middle of the field and looked up at the clouds, almost as though she was looking right through them directly at him. Then she lay down on her back looking right up at the clouds he was hiding above. Well he wanted to know what had happened between her and Harry so he dived toward the ground. He slowed down as the ground neared and evened out with the ground then jumped off and ran with the broom for a second before slowing down and finally stopping. He dropped his broom on the ground and walked over to Morgan who had sittin up. He sat down next to her,
"Are you ok Charlie?" She asked.
"Yeah, don't ask." He said. She nodded her head and changed the topic,
"I thought you might be flying." She smiled. He nodded,
"You know its weird that you thought that when no one else did." He said.
"I thought it obvious." She answered. He smiled,
"You're amazing Morgan." He smiled. She shrugged,
"I try." She said with a sly smile. He laughed she smiled at his laughter. He let it die and then started with the conversation he had intended to talk about.
"So… Harry…?" Charlie began.
"He took it well." She answered.
"It didn't look like it at the breakfast table." Charlie frowned.
"Well I didn't tell you all the factors." Morgan looked downcast as well. Charlie gave her a look that cannot be described,
"Can you tell me?" He asked.
"Not this time Charlie this is between Harry and I." She answered. Charlie nodded,
"Ok." He answered.
6 Week's Later"Morgan you bareliez eat and you are gaining such weights!" Fleur exclaimed at Dinner. Morgan cleared her throat, covering her hand with her slightly closed fist.
"I guess now is a better time then ever Morgan." Harry mumbled. She nodded slightly, Charlie sighed and put his spoon back down.
"If you wish Harry." Morgan answered.
"Go ahead." Harry bite back.
"I am pregnant." She stated blankly. There was silence for a moment. Ginny went limp in her chair sliding down before Ron grabbed her.
"She's passed out!" He exclaimed.
"Oh dear Ron would you move her to the couch," Mrs. Weasley said, "Well dear, I guess it is what it is, there really isn't anything we can do about it is there?" The whole room stayed quiet as a shocked Ron carried his sister to the couch. Harry had hurried to help.
"YOU'RE WHAT!" Reamus finally reacted. Morgan looked calmly at her uncle.
"Uncle please as Mrs. Weasley said there is not much to be done about it. In 6 weeks I will have a baby." She said.
"6 weeks! That is impossible!" Bill exclaimed.
"Not so my sister had her in 3 months." Reamus said suddenly sounding even more tired then normal.
"As before I am special, so was my mother so as to continue our kind efficiently our pregnancy's are accelerated." Morgan explained. The table was absolutely quiet. Hermione got up and left the table and went upstairs.
"Well…" Bill began, "We're pregnant too."
