Hello again! This is the second chapter. I know its shorter than the last but I wanted y'all to get to know Morgana. I was pleased with my two reviews but I wish more of you would have. I know I got a least 80 hits and only two people reviewed! That's just sad guys. I needs reviews because they are feedback for me, so I can know your opinion about the story, find out what I did wrong and what I did right, correct any mistakes, etc, etc. By the way you guys are welcome to submit OCs, even if you just give me names, because the students names in the marauders time were never disclosed, so I have to make them up. And to those of you who read my profile, Merlin is not modeled after Jinx, if fact I wrote this before I got Jinx. Complete coincidence. Read and Review.
When Dumbledore said her name, Morgana Potter stepped forwards, sat on the stool and rammed the sorting hat on her head to get away from the stares and whispers that had erupted all over the hall. As her brother had told her they would, the Hogwarts students had recognized her last name. She would be an exciting piece of gossip, he'd said. As far as the school knew, he and both his parents were only children. He had never even mentioned her to his three closest friends.
Hmmm... another Potter, eh..? You could be a good Ravenclaw... but I think you belong with your brother... The sorting hat whispered in her head, and she felt its mouth open wide.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
She handed the hat to the stern professor with the funny name, and hopped off the stool. Morgana saw her brother James waving and cheering loudly at one of the far tables, so she headed in his direction. As soon as she got close she saw her brother was sporting a broad grin, and she felt her mouth stretch into an identical one.
"I told you you were a Gryffindor!" James said to her, as soon as she slipped into the empty seat next to him.
"Still, it was considering Ravenclaw." She told him, surveying the students around her, mentally checking them off the list of people James had told her about.
The short, plump blonde was Peter Pettigrew, she decided. Although blonde wasn't really the appropriate word from his limp, almost colorless hair. His hair, combined with his body shape, and small watery eyes reminded her of a rat. Which, she thought to herself, was fitting, as he was a rat animagus. Wormtail.
The boy across from him had to be Remus Lupin. The werewolf. James had been very worried about him last night. She could see why. He looked sick and tired his light brown hair limp, his skin sallow and sporting many bruises and cuts, his amber eyes exhausted. Moony.
The girl next to Remus with flaming hair was 'the love of James's life', Lily Evans. She was clapping politely at Morgana's sorting, and completely ignoring the girl next to her, who was blatantly trying to flirt with the boy next to Pettigrew. Morgana couldn't help admiring Evan's emerald eyes. Maybe she'd copy them one day. When her brother wasn't around. Eyeing Evan's prefect's badge, she got the feeling that Evans was a bit of a teacher's pet. She thought James had strange taste. He'd chosen to crush on the one girl who wouldn't hesitate to report his rule-breaking. He really was an idiot. Thank merlin she hadn't got the hopeless romantic gene.
Next to Pettigrew, the receiver of the flirting was obviously Sirius Black. He had a handsome but arrogant face, she decided. He was as tall as James, and had messy black hair as well. However, Black's longish hair fell into his eyes with an easy elegance that James would never achieve. Stormy grey eyes were staring at her in shock and slight amazement. Padfoot
"Hey!" She said, startled, as food appeared out of thin air. She quickly recovered and beamed at James. "I told you Hogwarts was cooler. It has a lake and an enchanted ceiling and food appears like magic."
"It is magic, Mora, you idiot." He pointed out to her, grabbing a few drumsticks. Morgana copied him. Both Potters were oblivious to the stares of the other three marauders, before Morgana looked up and into Black's wide eyes.
"Can I help you Black?" She asked curiously. Her question seemed to snap him out of his daze.
"You-you-your a female James!" Black exclaimed. "Oh, and any sister of James is worthy of first-name basis. I'm Sirius." he added.
"I'm a female Morgana, thank you very much. Oh, and nice to meet you." She said. James snorted and Morgana whacked him.
"And who's Morgana?" Lupin asked her quietly.
James looked up from his chicken. "Shu ma twun sustuh" he told them with his mouth full.
"Swallow before you talk, twat." Morgana scolded him, whacking him again. She turned to the expectant three marauders, "My name is Morgana Potter, and I'm James Potter's twin sister. American twin sister." She added.
"How come he's never mentioned you?" Peter asked.
"Because I didn't want him to. I never even knew if I would ever come back to live in England."
"Yeah, why didn't you come to Hogwarts in the first place? Instead of the American school?" Sirius inquired. "And are you the redhead from the train? But why do you look so different now?"
"Salem is an all-girls magic school in America. At the age of five accepted students are offered a place. Only a small amount of students get accepted each year. It is a great honor, so our parents decided I would go live with my godmother in America for the duration of my education. I only saw my family for two weeks every year since our fifth birthday, sadly."
"So why have you moved back now?" Remus asked, frowning.
James grinned cheekily, "She got expelled for dueling too much." He said.
"James!"
"It's the truth. You can't deny it Mora."
"And the redhead thing?" Sirius prompted, interrupting the twins bickering.
"I'm a metamorph." Morgana explained. "I can change my appearance at will. This is my true appearance, but I tend to change my hair and eye-colour a lot. I only ever change my facial features slightly though."
"That's very cool." Remus told her. "I'm Remus Lupin. You can call me Remus."
"Can I call you Moony?" She asked innocently.
Sirius swore, Remus went white and Pettigrew dropped his fork with a clatter. James just kept eating.
"You know?" Pettigrew said.
"'Course. James tells me everything. Don't worry. I'm not about to tell anyone." She assured them.
Pettigrew relaxed. "I'm Peter."
"I know."
"Yeah, but it's still polite to introduce myself." Peter said.
"Do you play Quiddich?" Sirius asked her suddenly.
"Of course!" Both twins said at the same time.
"Merlin, that's creepy." Remus said, staring at them.
"What position?" said Sirius eagerly.
"Chaser like James. What about you?"
"Beater. Peter and Remus don't play though."
The conversation turned to Quiddich tactics. The topic lasted them all the way through to dessert. While Sirius, James and Morgana talked Peter just listened to them, a look of hero worship on his pudgy face. Remus started dozing with his spoon halfway to his mouth.
When Morgana noticed Dumbledore standing up, she nudged James, who shook Remus. He was startled awake and flung his spoon in the air, causing a lump of ice-cream to hit Sirius.
"Ewwwww Moony! That's disgusting." he whined, wiping the ice-cream off his cheek.
"Sorry." Remus whispered, blushing as people turned to look at the commotion. Both he and Sirius turned their attention to Dumbledore, who was now nearly finished.
"And a reminder that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds for all students. Some older students would do well to remember this." He turned his twinkling gaze to the marauders. Sirius and James grinned wildly at him. Morgana laughed at the two of them.
"Now off to bed. I know you are all looking forwards to lessons tomorrow." He dismissed them with a wink.
"Go with Evans, Mora. Me and Sirius will take Remus to the Madame Promfrey." James told her.
"Who's she?"
Frowning, James said "Evans? You know who she is."
"No, who's Madame Promfrey?"
"The nurse." Sirius said, jumping over the bench and landing next to Remus.
"Oh." She turned away, searching for bright red hair and finding it. "See ya tomorrow." Morgana waved and ran to catch up to Evans and the flock of first-years following her. She fell into step next to Evans.
"Hi. You're Morgana, right? Potter's sister." Evans confirmed.
"Yup. And your Evans." said Morgana confidently.
"Lily. You can call me Lily, seeing as we will be sharing a dormitory."
"Really? How many people to a dorm?"
"Well, the boys and girl's have separate dorms, and then it depends how many of each gender were sorted into each house. There are only four fifth-year Gryffindor boys, and now there will be six Gryffindor girls including you." Lily said as they rounded a corner.
"Wow. At Salem it was two to a room. And there were no houses." Morgana told Lily.
"You were lucky then. Here there is lots of house rivalry. Mostly between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Its practically taboo for Gryffindors and Slytherins to be friends." Morgana thought she could hear a trace of wistfulness in her voice.
"Here we are." They had stopped in front of a portrait of an extremely fat lady in a pink dress. Lily turned to the first-years. "This is the Fat Lady. She will only let you in to Gryffindor tower if you have the password. This is one of the numerous reasons you should not sneak out. The password is changed regularly at midnight so you might be stuck out here all night if you do. Also you must never tell anyone not from Gryffindor the password." Lily turned back to the portrait, who was watching them with an amused smile. "Phoenix"
"Welcome to Gryffindor." The Fat Lady said to the first-years and two fifth-years as they clambered into the common room. Morgana got a brief glimpse of a round room full of squashy armchairs and a roaring fire, before something black launched itself at her face.
"Morgana! Are you alright? What is that?" Morgana heard Lily yelp as she pulled her kitten off her face to find the first-years giggling at her.
"Don't worry, its just my kitten. His name is Merlin." She showed the squirming bundle of fluff to her new friend.
"Phew. He's very hyperactive, isn't he?" Without waiting for an answer, she addressed the now yawning first-years. "Right. Your dorms are up those stairs." She said, indicating two sets of stone spiral stairs at the back of the common room. "Girls on the left, boys on the right. Just keeping going until you come to a door with first-year girls or first-year boys on it."
After waiting to make sure each first-year got the correct stairs, both girls went up the left staircase, Morgana now cradling her purring pet.
"Cool!" Morgana stared at her new dorm. "Which bed is mine?" she asked eagerly, completely ignoring the other girls packing away their belongings and getting changed.
"Hey, the room got bigger to fit in your bed. I'd say it's the empty one next to the windows." Lily pushed Morgana at her bed before hopping onto her own, which was opposite Morgana's.
Morgana looked around the room. It was made of stone, and a neat rectangle. There were six beds, three pushed up against one side of the room, and three pushed up against the other. Next to each bed was a large bedside drawer. Morgana got the impression that your trunk was your wardrobe. She and Lily had the two beds next to the windows.
She sat down on the bed, depositing Merlin on her pillow. On the bed next to hers a friendly-looking girl with dark brown hair and eyes was setting up photos on her drawer. The photos were all different but most featured a cute little boy who looked around eight.
"Is that your brother?" The words slipped out.
"Yep. One of many." The girl showed her a family portrait, smiling." My older brother Marcus is in seventh-year, Aidan is a Hufflepuff third-year and Alroy just started first. That's Brenden. He's eight. Oh, and I have a six-year old sister Katie." Each family member had the same brown hair and brown eyes.
Morgana smiled as she rummaged for her nightgown in her trunk. "And you are?" She prompted.
"Oh. Opps, how rude. I'm Erin O'Connor. Its nice to meet you." Erin's faint Irish accent was barely detectable, unlike Morgana's American one, which was very noticeable.
"I'm Morgana." She turned to the rest of the room as she said this.
"I'm Ashley Taylor." The girl on the other side of Erin walked over and shook her hand. She had brown-blonde hair and dark blue eyes. "Its nice to meet you. You're James's twin aren't you?"
"Yeah," Morgana replied. "You know him?"
"Who doesn't? Every girl knows the Marauders." Ashley gave her a simpering smile and went back to her bed and then into the bathroom, which Morgana hadn't noticed. The bathroom door was near the door on the opposite side of the room.
"Mary." On the bed next to Lily's sat a girl with white-blonde hair that reached her shoulders. She got straight to the point. "You sat with the Marauders. Can you hook me and Black up?"
"No." Morgana snapped. "If Sirius wants to go out with you he will. I'm not hooking you up! I just met you! I don't even know your last name!" She was decidingly put out.
"Don't worry." She turned to Erin, who was now sitting cross-legged on her four-poster. "Ashley and Mary are horrid, but me, Lily and Brooke are alright."
"Brooke?" She whispered back as she pulled on her nightgown. It was plain red with gold snitches.
"That's me!" the last girl to be introduced interrupted, grinning in a demented way, and Morgana suspected she was slightly crazy. "I may be blunt, insane, completely random and generally tactless, but I think you'll like me. Brooke Jones. Pleased to see you, greet you and I'd like to get to know you." Brooke Jones had wild brown curls with blonde streaks and pale blue eyes. She was still grinning.
Morgana shook her hand warily, before heading into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
As she lay in bed that night, listening to the sleeping sounds of the other girls, she suspected her life in Hogwarts was going to be a great deal livelier. But that wasn't a bad thing. On the contrary, she decided she was going to like life at Hogwarts.
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