Author's Announcement:

Now there isn't much to go on so I won't spoil the details, but it will be a time-skip to said the month of the events to come, so do expect the very exact songs, alongside modified ones for Mary (Morgana) within this fic. With a… FLASHBACK.

That's right folks, I tend to have a flashback at some point within this chapter of some bonding moments between Mary (Morgana), and both Belle and Maurice (Even though Belle slightly bonds at the beginning with the girl or OC Female Harry), and something you may end up liking. Although do expect the continuation from the last chapter before a time-skip to said month, at the beginning of things to come.

I also got some PMs as well as other things telling me about switching POVs in my other stories, and I have to say it is on purpose to go with the story itself. I do tend to leave warnings sometimes though in case that does happen; if you saw the top announcements. As to my understanding, my POVs benefit the specific characters as such from my other POV Stories. But unlike any of them, this story does not unless it is important this time. Like, say for example (Truly as one), a mostly normal POV story that switched in the middle or near the end to someone else's.

So if you see my warning as such, do expect those that do read them, to be prepared as such as well as the many crossovers as like I stated: It has been mostly me, myself, and I (Except some ideas from my Co-Author from only Pinkie Story that is) on my stories. As well as ideas in my stories as well; mostly from either an idea I possibly got from doing or watching things or strange as it may sound, within my dreams.

I will downsize it unless it is needed as such within this one but do not expect it to happen on my other stories, and others will mostly stick to the current ones for a few chapters or so until it is needed. And it may seem the female Harry's are little OP (Overpowered), but it is on purpose as they will encounter enemies or rivals that either overpower or equal them in some way eventually (letting you guys know that).

Warnings: 3 Flashbacks, Time Skip, Mention of Blood, Singing, Unexpected Revealing.

Thoughts or "Whispering"

Belle: "Bonjour!" = singing by people (which I do not own at all; slightly modify it to fit characters though sometimes). If "~" is present in the song, it's longer sounding.

(Flashback Begins/Ends)

(Number placed here) = Number explained at the end.

So without any further ado, let's begin the next chapter of this fic.

Normal POV, The next day in the early morning:

The sun started to shine now as the new day gradually began with the rising sun, which glimpsed through the non-closed curtain within the room where both Belle and Morgana were currently sleeping.

Belle began to silently move slightly as the rays also hit her eyes, but mainly the rays were on the little girl's face as she blinked and yawned with glazed eyes for a few moments. She then silently gasped as Morgana saw she wasn't in that cupboard anymore, but in a room of sorts, she thought or strangely... felt nice. Yet she froze hearing an older-yet-young woman's sigh, and slowly glanced now with clear eyes as well as also stared in startled shock as to who was still sleeping, strangely, in a slightly protective way that also made Morgana's heart unknowingly warm slightly at this, for some reason.

Then Morgana's face expressed renewed hope as to what this would mean when she saw the female in sudden recognition of Belle, within this room. My wish… My wish did come true. She thought to herself yet re-froze in place, as Morgana saw Belle was slowly waking up.

Cringing while doing some movement while not knowing Morgana was in pain as foreign to even her, she has a high tolerance (due to her uncle), and she then laid back to the way she was that Morgana reckoned hastily that is, and pretended to be sleeping while Belle woke up.

Belle, who was now awake, yawned lightly while covering her mouth and then wincing as her back was only a little sore, but also at the same time, saw the little girl sleeping in the spare room's bed in complication for a few brief moments until yesterday's event, made her now remember what happened. Itseemsshestillpassedout… Especiallyfromthenightmareattacksshehadlastnight. I almost forgot she was here. Belle thought to herself briefly as the child's nightmares were worse than the first one Morgana had.

Belle then grabbed the book that was closed on the bed itself and tucked it into her arm gently and then left the room as she felt the need to use the restroom the young woman still saw Morgana was sleeping, and it would only be a few moments to do so since Belle planned to return to check-up on the little girl.

Once the door closed, Morgana opened an eye to check to see if Belle was gone, and silently sighed to herself as within moments, sat herself up before wincing and was evidently to be surprised once again at the wrappings and strangely, the nice-smelling aroma of sorts also coming from them on her body. Whoever had done this was a doctor- Morgana froze in mid-thought and was now anxious while lightly gulping by glancing at the door now, in minor fear. I hope those who saw what he has done to me, won't think I did it to myself, like the few many other doctors I went to, done.

The reason for this minor fear from Morgana is that despite the time from where she was, in worldly-realm terms that is, the doctors she was taken to were in words... unique in the way they treat certain patients they have or get.

One of the doctors was an old-yet-crazy male Morgana once went to, who shocked her with strange tools to make her better, but all those tools did merely made her sore and twitchy. The other one was a newly inducted female that fed or gave her aunt odd liquids of sorts that mostly made Morgana puke black sludge, somehow.

So needless to say, folks, most of the doctors were crazy, or suspicious of their activities as they were mostly offered by her uncle to be hers as such, while they, the three Dursley family members, went to normal ones. In secret (foreign to the child as well), Vernon also paid them discreetly with the earnings the man gets from the very workplace he goes to, in bribe money. Yet he didn't specify as to how the treatment would go to make the child better, just to do it.

Morgana then saw the room while just guessing that maybe the doctor wasn't like any of the other doctors in the past, saw the room was perhaps, or most likely, a spare room of sorts and had painted sky-blue walls with basic furniture meant for guests that she could easily tell from the smart little girl Morgana was, as well as the bed she was on. Yet she truly loved the room as well, particularly the comforter was a green color, which any color-based green was her favorite color.

She chose to now think to herself while not aware of being watched by a pair of red eyes that, from a strange sensation within her spine, the little girl shortly turned to after sensing it as such and saw no one was at the window to her brief confusion, and began to think to herself once again. Possibly desiring from what she is thinking in her mind at this point if they were like in the movie or not... mainly.

Meanwhile, as the two unaware household members did not realize Morgana was currently awake at this moment, Belle awakened her father after she took care of her business, and then went into the kitchen to make some breakfast for three, knowing if the little girl was possibly or even slightly awake, she might be hungry.

"Morning Belle," Maurice expressed tiredly still yet gently as his daughter greeted him gently the same way along with him then sat down in a chair while also watching his daughter cooking more food than usual, and then recollecting the child as he also briefly gazed to the direction of where their spare room was for travelers or guests from time to time, was.

"So how was your night with the little one, Belle?" Maurice now inquired of his daughter to which his satisfaction at knowing how grown-up she turned out to be which, sadly, her mother that is: Patricia Maylene Evergreen, didn't at all got a chance to know her as his wife while unknown to even Belle, died to the illness when she was at least or close to two from that town they moved from so long ago, and the old man briefly thought in sadness also to his current feelings.

He then saw Belle tiredly sigh while lending him a half-relieved glance while at the same time, making his feelings switch to immediate concern. "It was alright Papa, but she had at least three nightmare-like episodes from what I read scarcely about from children that gone… from what Morgana went through." Belle expressed as she also while speaking, placed his eggs and nicely cooked yet thick-sliced bacon on one of three plates, and then placed it in front of him.

Maurice, however, made her pause as Belle was about to cook both hers and the little girl's food next, and he merely gave his daughter a small smile of understanding since he also, at the same time, spoke of her past experiences with him while growing up and making her raise an eyebrow of incredulity since Belle barely recalled any of it, as such. "When you were little, you did get sick one time and also experienced nightmares... Not like the ones I think you experienced with the little girl, Belle. But as long as I was with you, you felt fine. In fact... Within a few days when you were nearing seven, at the time, you were in a very bad fever that was going throughout the town back then, and all I could do was stay by your side while you suffered from nightmares. Due to your illness."

Belle nodded yet sighed this time to herself as she also declared to make her father be concerned to both his daughter and the little girl in the spare room, still, by Belle's next choice of words; beginning now to make the food once again, "Yet from what she expressed while she was in... A phase of sorts Papa, I'm truly concerned from whoever has done this may somehow find her. She might withdraw into herself or worse."

"She was that bad last night Belle?" Maurice now implored not only in concern that was also somewhat indicating in his voice, but sadness also on thinking of what kind of torture or abuse the child went through while Belle just nodded her head without glancing at him, in silent agreement. "Yes, Papa she seems to be comforted by my own words when I settled her during those times."

Maurice nodded in agreement when Belle turned, she saw her father gaze at her with pride mixed with soft eyes while also getting ready to eat his food, at the same time, "You were always caring for others like myself… Just like your mother was." Belle's eyes also softened briefly at hearing this, as she now resumed cooking to make her and the child's meals.

Within ten minutes or so, Maurice was done as he afterward told Belle if she needs him for aid on the little girl, he would stop what he would be doing, which was tinkering on his invention for the fair and help her, and then left his child to her devices. Belle, however, sighed to herself, as she loved her father most of the time, and yet sometimes... he tends to be clueless when it comes to certain things.

Belle now took her plate alongside the little girls to the spare room, however, when the young woman placed the food onto the stand nearby and went to open the door, she froze in place as Belle heard a minor shuffling of the bed sheets with her somewhat being surprised the little girl was awake as from what she witnessed, it would have taken nearly or more-so a while for her to wake up at all.

When Belle opened the door gently now, she saw that Morgana was in that same position as if she was sleeping yet knew the little girl might be awake.

So Belle brought both plates of food into the room and sat them on the stand nearby the bed while inwardly chuckling as Belle then heard the little girl's stomach growl lightly while easily seeing a minor blush on her face, along with Morgana still feigning to be sleeping.

"Come now, you think I'm going to fall for that?" Belle noted in slight humor to the little girl and made Morgana freeze on her fake-sleeping, and hesitantly peek at her with a single eye opened. Belle was confidentially mesmerized slightly at how beautiful her green eyes were once she fully had them both opened and yet listened as Morgana, gently and softly confessed in a familiar accent Belle soon recognized as from the British Isles while she laid in the same position, "No… I wouldn't think you would."

Belle saw wonder in the child's orbs as they were truly wide at the food Belle placed in front of her, once Morgana sat up that is. "Is this for me Miss?" Morgana now raised a question that then made Belle inwardly frown yet she had kept a gentle smile on her face with Belle also acknowledging gently to her, with a single nodded yes, to Morgana, "It is... But please do call me Belle. From you stating to me that title, makes me feel like I'm already older than I am."

Morgana looked to be relieved by this that Belle assumed, and it was now uncomfortable as they ate in total silence since they are just getting to know each other, at this point.

After they were done, it would seem Morgana was restless and Belle understood as she aided the young girl with ease to their bathroom yet she strangely looked relieved by discovering mere… toilet paper? But Belle was slightly worried a few times as the little girl merely flinched yet didn't also complain in pain as most children would.

Once Morgana was well and done, Belle while the child went and began a bath in their tub, since Morgana asked for some privacy quietly in a soft voice, Belle inwardly sighed while realizing it would take a long time for the child to heal since Belle herself rarely gets angry, saw the cuts along with a possible cut-like scar on the child's left-side and also realizing that from the light, now, her clothing, to Belle's sudden horror, had old blood on it.

Who would do such a thing to a sweet child like her?! Belle now thought to herself in both small rage and sadness, as it was a feeling of… sibling protectiveness briefly showing as well, unfamiliar to even Belle herself.

Once Belle folded the old clothes and got another set, including putting the dishes alongside her fathers within the sink as well as the outfit being an old dress-like outfit with trousers when she went through a small faze as a child, she went to the closed bathroom door and then knocked lightly while also gently stating to the child on the other side, "Morgana, I have some spare clothes for you to put on when you get done. So do you mind if I come in and set them down, as you will need aid still?"

All Belle heard was a mere soft 'Yes', from the child, and she carefully went in and was also amused slightly from the bubble bath that was left over for injuries, in which she would be thankful to Dr. Brown the next time they meet once again, left behind during his last business trip to another part of England as a present to soothe them for a hard day's work, had mostly all but her head in the water to hide herself. Belle, however, solely dismissed this shy act and just positioned Morgana's new clothing on the stand nearby the tub, and she was about to leave yet froze stock-still by Morgana declaring a random name to her while also confusing Belle only slightly by the softly meek voice, "Mary."

Belle turned while brushing her hair slightly in minor annoyance yet was mostly uncertain by what Morgana confessed as her left hand was on the knob to leave the room yet she also planned to be nearby in case the child, needed her. "Mary?" Belle questioned the name back in confusion with Morgana lightly blushing, yet declared once again to the older teenager softly while also looking away from Belle at the same time, "M-My nickname. I prefer to be called Mary to my closest friends."

Belle nodded to Morgana in agreement as her name when spoken at most times, that Belle now though, was a slight mouthful to the young the woman then understood as well. "Ok… Mary, I will be right outside if you need anything, alright?" Belle saw her head nod slightly as well as making the bath water slosh only a little, and Belle left the bathroom as the young woman also gently closed the door.

Almost several minutes later while Belle also placed the clothes Morgana wore, into the sink after she washed the dishes that is, and was also thankful for the leftover soap her father bought last week, Belle now heard Morgana state loudly yet softly from the bathroom, that she was done.

After she helped on getting Morgana dressed, which inwardly amused her from the child blushing as Belle somehow guessed Morgana was already taught to dress herself yet didn't know how to wear her clothing Belle vested upon her which was odd as well, and Belle had to pause at her finished work as the child seems to be glancing at the small wall mirror they had slightly, in both astonishment and awe.

Morgana now wore slightly the same thing that Belle wore, but smaller in size for a child around her age. But the hue was mostly a light green for the dress and pale lavender for the girl-like trousers. Belle was also confidentially lucky she saved her old shoes like her father recommended, all those years ago after she briefly cleaned them of all the dust they collected as such, fit perfectly on her feet as they also matched in color, her brand of shoes. Yet she refused to remove, even in the bath to make Belle confused slightly, that necklace with a locket and a strange-looking two-colored, orb-like gem of sorts that was around her neck in a chain as well in plain view. Morgana's hair was also pulled into a ponytail by a spare band Belle had within her room, yet she was inwardly curious at seeing a strange-looking scar that might have been purposely placed that was hidden (this entire time), on the front of her forehead as the child's hair covered it up. Yet as a small agreement with Morgana, Belle though hesitated yet placed her mother's jade-green headband to cover that part.

For you see... If I may pause this slightly everyone that scar was caused by, you guessed it, the Dark Lord.

Yet unlike ordinary scars, it was as strange as it sounds, in the shape of a slightly deep or etched-on star with lines from within the edges meeting into the middle, like a pentagram.

The little girl was primarily teased when she started school or when other students saw said scar within moments by calling her the names of Star-Scar, and others. Yet as time flows, this scar will be… unique as things will occur while Morgana grows within this worldly realm. Primarily the way it was formed, changed due to the exact Blessing of Hecate, in secret.

Anyways back to our story.

With Morgana now dressed to which Belle also smiled at her once Morgana saw her reflection again, but this time with the spare mirror they have lying around, they went with Belle's aid since Morgana seemed weak to walk on her own, to her father.

Belle was discreetly pleased that the child appeared to be slowly improving yet still shy, and reading on how, since the book was still currently new around the town, about abusive children as such shyly asked with a small hint of unrest and happiness as Morgana was still feeling the after-effects of obtaining new clothing from seeing that they were going out the front door, "Where are we going, Belle?"

Belle simply led her to the double doors to the workshop/basement as to both Belle and Morgana's confusion, heard her father rant slightly at needing to get another screw or two, and spoke softly to not scare the little girl as inwardly she was happy yet also still sad as the reason that Morgana appears to be wary of her surroundings at this point, despite both of them… well mostly Belle understanding that is, that this area is safe. "Well Mary, we are going to see my Papa and to possibly let him know I will be taking you into town as we need to let you see Dr. Brown since we ran out of the spare bandages when I aided you in getting dressed."

Morgana froze at this, yet followed reluctantly while Belle gently eased her onward alongside helping her down the stairs, carefully, while also loudly expressing from noticing that her father being under the invention once again, "Papa, Mary is with me and I thought you may meet her before we head into town."

Morgana was briefly confused yet also in awe by what she saw in this workshop, yet was mostly troubled as to what she knew it might be that certain and useful invention, from her fully recalling the movie due to her few natural-born unknown abilities, which one of them is a perfect memory and also being immune to mind-related things, a certain familiar male voice that she now giggled yo as he unknowingly hit his head, slightly, before coming out. "Who darn-gone it is- Oh hello."

Belle was tickled that Morgana now hid behind her, with knowing in Maurice's eyes as he quickly worked out the child was shy yet mostly holding onto his daughter to stand while also realizing how weak she might be still. "Was Belle calling your Mary for any reason, Morgana?" He now gently inquired about her as he too was now inwardly entertained as the child appeared to peek out and was about to say something, but hesitated with half-narrowed eyes, in which he thought like Belle, truly fitted the little girl, "How you know my name, Mister?"

"The doctor told us as he treated you last night… Which I say, I reckoned you still be out like a light." Maurice confessed with a hidden question not known to himself, also making Belle wonder to herself once again how it could be, and while the man spoke he decided to get the latest grease stain off his shirt from the towel nearby. Though what was started from the little girl's innocent yet shy answer to them, briefly stun them with even more questions yet placed it to the side to try and figure out for themselves, later-on as the child looked briefly away from them as well to when she spoke, "I tend to heal fast somehow, I don't know why I do."

Seeing that Belle still intends on taking the child to town, he gave them some currency to use as before he commenced to get on working on his invention, the local blacksmith came by earlier and paid him well enough to possibly be able to afford three or to at least several months for food to whatever they needed. "Now Belle, unlike most times I think it would be best to simply show Mary around town, before asking her to do anything."

Belle nodded as when they began to leave, they didn't see the thoughtful look that was on Maurice's face as he also went over to his bench and wrote it down so he wouldn't overlook to do so since he had already fallen in love with the child, and concluded it might be better to do this task at the same time on Belle's busy days at the Inn to do so.

The old man then thought to himself briefly at how surprised the child might be while he began to gather certain tools to fix the leak that occurred, now.

Meanwhile as Belle and Morgana, after approximately seven or so minutes on the short path while walking slow-paced, finally managed to get into town, and once again, Morgana was in awe as it was just like within the movie as well, but in real life.

Belle, just like her father indicated within his words, did show Morgana all around the town to which said little girl saw why Belle might be slightly bored, she half-guessed, yet seemed to be happy at the same time by Belle showing off her knowledge as such, to her. Yet I do know you won't have to be bored any longer Belle since I know who you become later on. Morgana briefly thought as well as at the same time, listened.

Belle was also intimately humored as the townsfolk took to her quickly as they did to her, as well as seeing the doctor: Dr. Brown that is, who Morgana was for once smiling at him for as he treated her nicely and even saw Morgana talking to Will and Cassie Sundale or otherwise known to be the two local farm fraternal-based twin children that lived further outwards from the town nearby, to still be considered citizens (1).

The entire town tour, however, only took nearly several hours though, as most of the time, Morgana had to rest… until now that is, as she happily chatted with the two children around or close to her age.

Belle was also pleased she was making some friends like those two, strangely as it sounds from what she saw, were not the ones to truly shy away from her when Morgana had the jade-colored cane that was part of whatever was left of the money spent, from what her father gave her alongside to what she anticipated to be bullied from how shy and weak Morgana currently was, by the other village children.

Things couldn't conceivably make both their day at all worse- "Well hello Belle, I take it to you out on a stroll on this lovely day?" Stated a familiar male voice with a small grunt she heard also behind her. Belle now inwardly groaned as she turned to see both Gaston and what she dubbed as his faithful follower, LeFou (2). Though she did pity the small dwarfish-like man as he was once again carrying a deer that was slightly too big for his size.

"Hello Gaston, LeFou, I… didn't see you both there at all." Belle declared in slight anxiety to which in her hidden ire, Gaston didn't seem to notice at all as he now to make her also inwardly cringe by touching her with his left arm, around her shoulders, "Well you have to admit: You are the girl that tends to daydream slightly." Belle from what she heard was an acknowledgment by the man himself to the young woman, yet she shied away carefully to not send any bodily messages, and expressed gently yet firmly as well to him now, "I'm just here with Morgana within the town, from father's suggestion, and simply showing her the town."

The two males now saw the child make Gaston blink… twice in fact, at how similar Belle and the little girl looked slightly alike when his crush started on her long ago, at Morgana's age yet he gently shook his head in understanding, as despite how manipulative he is sometimes, he knew abuse all too well, before his father was… kicked out on the curb, so to speak.

"Well that is good, I suppose. I am rather stunned she will be up and around… right now." LeFou nodded in sharp agreement as most of the town, including him, knew from last night of the mystery child near the woods, and was also surprised like Gaston was by merely discovering her up like this. Yet both men still saw the child might be weak to whatever occurred as she had a cane still, to their inward surprise, by also talking to at least two of the few Sundale children this town has from both Bethany and Christopher Sundale. "I know what you mean Gaston," Belle conceded, even though she hated at this point to agree with the man, but for once he was right as it was odd at how slow yet quick her recovery is, despite remembering what Morgana told her.

Seeing it was coming upon lunchtime, Belle elected on taking Morgana to the Inn she works at… although the partial job wouldn't be if it wasn't for Gaston while having resentment more than today while being in his presence, was from his help a few years ago. "Mary, why don't you say goodbye to your two new friends and we can go to my workplace to eat?" Belle exclaimed only loud enough for the mentioned child to hear her, which the child looked at her in both sad understandings as Morgana was enjoying herself at being a friend to other kids… besides being a friend to a cousin isn't the same as such, and from what Belle also saw to make her briefly smile small, was partings goodbye. Although she raised an eyebrow as Morgana lightly blushed when Cassie hugged her tightly, and the two twins went back home to eat.

Though she was confused as to why Morgana froze as well as the questioned gazes to the males at the child's name being changed, yet let it slide as they soon guessed from their less-educated brains, that it might the child's nickname, and Morgana also seemed to be wary by his; Gaston's presence.

Yet to Belle's ire mixed with relief as well, Gaston once again kissed her hand in wordless parting to give rise to Morgana completely tilting her head slightly at him, and then her, in minor confusion as the two left, and both Belle and Morgana headed to the Inn that was also slightly famous of being not only a bar alongside being a trophy hut for Gaston's kills since everyone knew he is a hunter, after all but also entitling her to have a discount on food and drink at the place as it also serves as mentioned, an Inn.

However, Morgana once again didn't notice, like most everyone, Belle wiping her hand that Gaston kissed her with, like last night.

Morgana when she went into the familiar building was still surprised as to how much everything looked more natural than it was in the cartoon movie, mostly as they ate she also found out Belle worked here part-time, and the Bar/Inn owner was also a nice man. Though she was slightly creeped out by the dead animals, it was rarely… relaxing yet after they ate, she yawned with Belle giving her a knowing glance.

So sadly, they parted ways from the Inn, and they now both steered back to the house. The small purchases as well for Morgana and a few books privately surprised the teenager that the child knows how to read as well, and even adores books as much as she does, from noticing the library that is.

Though when they arrived home and entered, Belle was both in concern and also fascinated as Morgana tittered when entering, to tell she was tired from the walk.

So despite the tired-like protests from the child herself, Belle gently escorted Morgana to her current room she would be staying she figured, and without protests this time, went to sleep instantly.

Belle, as she was making supper since it was a few hours later, heard her father now come into the home from the front door. Belle turned briefly as well at the same time, was cooking still some of the meat and wanted to try this new dish that they had the ingredients for anyways, greeted her father. "Hello Papa, I take it you made headway on your invention?"

Maurice tiredly nodded as he was somewhat clean and understood he may end up taking a bath tonight to be fully, and acknowledged with a gentle gaze in a small hint of pride to himself she saw as well, "I think so, and I might be testing the contraption tomorrow as it's currently late." He then as he sat down now, gave her a humored glance to make Belle in return for the moment, merely raise an eyebrow at him in wonder before that turned to humor on her face as Belle was also cooking still, lightly chuckled to her self. "Philippe though nearly knocked me down as I forgot to feed him this morning. The rascal of a horse he is."

Belle eventually woke Morgana up as they ate with soft silence as the girl was still shy around the home, and since she was still exhausted with the two still knowing what occurred yesterday, let her on her own this time to head to the spare room to go back to sleep. Eventually, Maurice also went to his room as Belle decided to remain awake for a little longer, with the candlelight to read a few pages or so, from one of the two books she purchased.

Though Belle did think of one thing as she began to read quietly to herself, looking briefly in the direction of where Morgana was sleeping soundly for once, I have a feeling things will still be boring, but not too much anymore with her around.

Time Skip; One month later on November 17th, 1587 (Real-time: November 17th, 1987):

Belle was all by herself this morning as she was also inwardly glad since it was recently made official, within the single month that Morgana became her official little sister.

It was also a surprise to them both for her and Morgana as October was nearing its end, that this transpired in which Belle while getting around, thought to herself at how wonderful yet strange it was.

Strange as they still couldn't figure out how that odd incident occurred, as well as the truly oddest one of all.

(Flashback Begins)

"Belle, Mary: Would you two come meet me in the kitchen please?" Maurice questioned or declared loudly to the two females that just arrived back, as her father for some odd reason, wanted Belle to take Morgana with her to the Inn in which Morgana was able to hang out slightly with the two children still that she befriended for some time now, while Belle worked.

They both glanced at each other in minor confusion as to what he wanted from them both, as such, and without a cane from Morgana, despite the child using it still to play with now, walked into the kitchen behind Belle.

The two females saw to their confusion, official-looking papers of sorts that Maurice just finished signing along with an official-looking thirty-something-year-old male in a dark-blue tuxedo and a red ascot, was helping Belle's father sign. "Papa… What is this about, and who is he?" Belle surveyed as Morgana hid behind Belle once again as recently, she didn't mind Morgana for some time to call her Big Sis or Sister to her anymore, to the official male in the room near her father. Yet when it came to those she doesn't know, she tends to be shy around them still.

"Belle," Maurice confessed with his next words while freezing the two girls in place. Belle's with a gobsmacked stare slightly on her face with a mixture of sudden joy in her orbs, alongside Morgana... Although hers was also hope mixed with sadness. Sadness as Morgana has yet to tell them of her past and was labeled by her Uncle Vernon back in her world, Morgana assumed (after some time thinking it over to herself) of her freakish accidents she mostly did while still living with the Dursleys. "This is Mr. Monroe, and he's from the Agency Office. He is here to help me adopt Morgana into our home, truly."

Belle was completely and honestly amazed by this, yet when the three gazed at Morgana, she was still frozen in actual shock and disbelief on her face. Though what she acknowledged to them made them worried once again about her former home life, as the child mentioned herself once again in that word. "But why would you want a… A freak like me as a daughter, Mr. Maurice?"

Belle was about to say something to comfort the child, yet saw her father get up and come over to give Morgana a hug, which she flinched at as if, she was going to get hit, and the two knew all this time they were trying to let Morgana get used to hugs this entire time, as well as other things. Primarily the hugging eventually ceased around her when she was two years old, by her former uncle's orders.

"Now you listen here Mary: You are not a freak and I don't even care what your former uncle you told me and Belle a while ago stated. You are not one at all to our eyes." Maurice worded in gentle firmness to a now wide-eyed Morgana, as within moments, to his quick surprise as well as Belle's for the first time that is, hugged her now adoptive father in a tight-yet-gentle hug, with her also sobbing quietly within seconds as well, into his shirt.

Belle as she needed to also sign as well due to how old she was, signed also on a dotted lined paper stating if anything would pass due to the passing of her father, she will, in turn, be her legalized guardian by any means. As well as others to know that she accepts this adoption, as well as her father.

So Morgana was now recognized as Morgana "Mary" Jasmine Potter-Evergreen, and the official younger sister to Belle, as well as the newest younger daughter to Maurice.

Yet the two were the only ones to witness something unusual (unknown to the two they would eventually find out later on in the coming months ahead), a strange light of sorts making the papers themselves glow as well as the heart-like area under Morgana's clothing as this a special and happy circumstance unknowingly was one of many hidden gifts by the Goddess of Magic, made it official by both mundane and magic.

Although later on that same day, another odd thing occurred as one of their hens as I was due to Belle playfully scaring Morgana yet foreign to Belle that Morgana truly got scared, as they were near the hen house they own, and her still-new little sister by the adoption papers, changed into a true-blue/green feathered chicken of sorts with fancy sunglasses, from what Morgana claimed the changed hen now wore on her face and also acted like… a secret agent of sorts, and then took off somewhere while chit-chatting to someone on a strange device it somehow grabbed out of nowhere as Morgana also told her it was a strange phone... Whatever that was.

(Flashback Ends)

Belle was halted of her thoughts with a small yet gentle smile unknowingly on her face as when she came outside, she bumped gently yet quickly while brushing her off, Morgana while still wearing that gifted outfit as the other odd thing that occurred only recently that both Belle and Maurice still couldn't figure out at all, was that their clothing during the night was somehow… refreshed, cleaned, and ready to go on the next day and onward.

Though both Belle and Maurice still changed their clothing unlike Morgana did though, as it now only affected her and her alone.

"Mary? I thought you chose to work with Papa today on trying to improve his invention with that idea of yours?" Belle gently questioned Morgana with a hint of mischievousness in her tone, and Morgana in retort to this shrugged as she was walking next to Belle while seeing her older sister was going into town again while at the same time expressing softly, "Papa felt that some of the work that needed to be done would require me to leave, as it would harm me in the end. Maybe those sparks he remarked... You know, from when he uses that small, flamethrower-thing under it?"

Briefly pausing in her steps and gently shaking her head in awareness, Belle in slight humor now as some things were difficult for Morgana to say, even though she is bright and smart for her age, "What you mean to say is one of Papa's yet-to-be-realized inventions is being evaluated on the fair one, sister. Is that what you mean?" Belle lightly questioned at the end to see Morgana soon nod in happiness, as she was lightly skipping while also holding onto Belle's hand.

Belle was still inwardly grateful that Morgana came this far from her healing, along with the slightly mental abuse that they realized that even she didn't know she had, as by the mere touch of their hands would have made her flinch, but not anymore, as they bonded with each other a lot of times.

Belle's favorite one is when she tried teaching Morgana how to cook something simple as eggs… which turned out badly yet strangely better for everyone, at the same time.

(Flashback Begins)

Belle was pleased as Morgana yawned since it was still early in the morning, yet knew Belle wanted her to learn to cook slightly, and decided something simple for the little girl to learn that wouldn't burn her too much or at all since Belle would be truly watching her of course: Eggs.

Once they had everything set up, Belle showed her how to do it first, and was delighted that Morgana was carefully watching how to do so, and when it was done though, allowed Morgana who was now uneasy to begin to do regular eggs as Belle done.

Unfamiliar to the two girls was that outside the window and nearby the kitchen, was a cloaked man with amused green eyes under it that has been following them for the past few days that is, on one of his blessed offerings back then, unexpectedly had an idea. He quietly stated something to the few eggs they both have to be different, including the one in Morgana's hands, and vanished quickly to observe it back at his home-like lair.

Morgana now cracked the egg within her hand, and they both drew a confused yet dumbfounded look as instead of what eggs contained, it contained a silver-like rock of sorts. "Is this supposed to happen at all, Big Sis?" Morgana asked her while at the same time, staring and pointing out the nickname she dubbed Belle with, all this time.

Belle took the rock out of the unlit pan and simply handed another egg for Morgana to crack open, "Not Mary. It is rather… odd that was inside, instead of what it usually is." Morgana nodded and once again cracked an egg, and they were now bewildered as instead of a shiny rock of sorts, it was a ring that looked fancy. The ring itself was silver-looking with a decently-sized gem that matched her eyes perfectly by name, emeralds or possibly jade that is, with bizarre yet small etched runes all around the ring.

Belle decided to let Morgana have it as her little sister was the one still trying to crack successfully, an egg. When it came to mostly all of them they gathered this morning except for one, they were random objects or prank-filled eggs that either when broke, made confetti come out, or the currently last one… exploded into whip-cream within a good amount, when Morgana accidentally dropped it.

Though Morgana and Belle were not only relieved but happy. Morgana as she was able to finally get a regular egg to be made slightly better than Belle's, on the first try even, and Belle at watching the little girl that she secretly wants as a sibling someday, cooking.

They had to eventually explain the mess caused by the strange eggs to Maurice as he came down and entered the kitchen.

(Flashback Ends)

As they were coming upon the village, Morgana knew from what she saw as it was still early in the morning from the sun merely rising, Belle looked like she wanted to sing while remembering that the movie was about to start as confidentially, she watched all the current movies from Disney without her cousin noticing.

Belle: "Little town~. It's a quiet village, every day like the one before~. A little town full of little people, waking up to say…"

As Belle sang next to her sister, Morgana jumped briefly to Belle's leisure by most of the villagers opening their windows, as they also started to sing as well. Including a man in a strange contraption that Morgana didn't know, as punishment.

Villagers: "Bonjour! Bonjour!, Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!

Belle: "There goes the baker with his trays like always~, the same old bread, and rolls to sell~. Every morning just the same~, since the morning that we came to this poor provincial town."

Belle as Morgana elected to be silent as intimately she wanted to sing, but she was also shy yet mostly sang alone by herself, saw that Belle was starting to talk to the baker with him not paying attention slightly to her, as the man then shouted someone's name and a portion of food she has yet to try still, to his work she guessed. But Morgana also wondered if by when they came, meant when her older sister was little, she wasn't at all sure.

Yet Morgana acknowledged when the villagers now sang, the child was inwardly not happy yet kept that smile on her face as she also kept up with her big sister from their words about Belle and a surprise about her, in secret. Mainly as they were passing by two older ladies in fancy clothing, as well as a few men nearby yet Morgana was also confidentially amused as things still played out like in the movie, as well.

Old Ladies: "Look, there she goes, the girl is strange, no question~: Dazed and distracted, can't you tell~? Mostly the little girl that came out of nowhere?"

Morgana did see that her big sister was slightly distracted, as she was re-reading that favorite book she borrowed a few times from the library that his small town has. Yet she also loved it as well.

Group of Men: "Never part of any crowd, 'cause her head's up on some cloud."

Small Crowd: "No denying she's a funny girl, that Belle~. Alongside the child that came out of nowhere~."

As Morgana saw from her sister's destination just like in the movie, Belle was certainly heading to the library to probably return the book itself, and not only did the child keep up but saw the events played out that she lightly giggled at, still.

Male Customer: "Bonjour~, Good day~. How is your family~?"

Female Shop Owner: "Bonjour~, Good day~, how is your wife~?"

Morgana still chuckled as the man got whacked on the back of his head by said wife, and began to pull him away from the stall where the good-looking lady was working at.

Morgana, however, looked at another female and a male seller, who had some eggs left with little kids the little girl was startled the mother had so many, climbing on her as if she was their plaything.

Purchasing Mother: "I need six eggs!"

Male Seller: "That's too expensive."

Belle: "There must be more than this provincial life~!"

Now Belle and Morgana eventually entered the library with the old man running the store. Mr. Tompkins that is, as he beamed at his best customers, Morgana included, after learning she knew how to read like Belle before the adoption that also went over the town as well. Since the town never keeps secrets most time.

"Good morning Belle, Mary, anything I can help you today with?" Mr. Tompkins asked them both gently as he was tickled by Morgana glancing at that one book once again that was about dragons and myth-like tales of old. Belle, however, decided to return the book gently into his hands, as he was down and off the ladder, and she thought climbed it as they began to have a small conversation with each other which Morgana ignored, and was surprised to find another book now in stock.

The book was strange as to what she can tell but it was fancy yet old looking, and yet she can barely read the words as they were written in another language she theorized as she grabbed that and the book she likes so much.

Seeing the conversation was over, Mr. Tompkins was astounded that Morgana got two books today instead of one (like she usually does), yet inquired gently as he decided on something, "Is that going to be all for you today Mary?" Morgana liked the old man as well as a few villagers, so they somehow earned the right to call her by her nickname, as her father and sister do mostly nowadays... Though her name is only said in front of her by her Papa or even Belle, if she was in deep trouble, however.

Morgana rapidly nodded her head in excitement to which Mr. Tompkins held in his laughter at how happy the child was now from before the first time she met him, "Yes. I truly love this book, and this one looks interesting as well… So if you don't care, Mr. Tompkins, could I borrow my favorite again?" Belle seemed to be amused now as she figured the library owner was going to do the same thing they had a conversation over with her moments ago, and she was right.

"By all rights, since you love them that much, you can keep them both if you want Mary." Mr. Tompkins now gently expressed to a suddenly wide-eyed Morgana to him, in a mixture of slow yet quickly building joy, and surprise also. "You sure I can keep them?" He simply nodded as he was soon hugged by the little girl in a wordless gesture of thanks, and the two then left the library together.

Morgana's happy mood now dimmed as the child heard the same ladies passing by once again while singing about both her and Belle with Morgana keeping up with her now distracted sister while Belle reads her favorite book, once again and including a different group of men also sing-commenting as well.

Old Ladies: "Look, there she goes that older girl is so peculiar. The child is also peculiar as well~, to the point most of us can't tell. I wonder if they're both feeling well~?"

Other Group of Men: "With a dreamy, far-off look, and her nose stuck in a book like a child."

Small Crowd: "What a puzzle to the rest of us they both are~?"

Belle now sat on the fountain this town has with the washerwoman she didn't know very well, was leaving in a huff as Morgana was now giggling at her sister singing to sheep about her book to which the child also liked yet frowned as she knew in secret as one of the two sheep, like the rest that escaped the sheepman's guidance currently, ate a small corner-page of the book.

Belle: "Oh, isn't this amazing~? It's my favorite part because~...You'll see~. Here's where she meets Prince Charming~. But she won't discover that it's him till chapter three~."

Morgana laughed as the sheep quickly began to take off while the male sheep-herder tried to get them back into control, yet as they now resumed walking, they passed by the barber or wig shop, she didn't recall, as the male and female inside began to sing now as well when they passed by.

Wig-Lady: "Now, it's no wonder that her name means 'Beauty', her looks have got no parallel~."

The Male Shop Owner: "But behind that fair façade... I'm afraid she's rather odd as well as the child."

Small Crowd: "Very different from the rest of us~. She's nothing like the rest of us~. Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle alongside the child~."

Morgana jumped in which went unnoticed from the loud gunshot she knew Gaston did to get a goose with blue feet… which to her opinion now that she thought about it to herself, was odd for a bird to have. Yet she recognized he might be singing about claiming her big sister as a wife (which she inwardly hoped doesn't happen at all with her being here).

Yet she now can certainly hear the three triplets she befriended a while ago: Daisy, Mary-Anne, and Jessabelle Carter, while also hearing them sing to their crush that she was told about which inwardly made her gag as she has no preference due to her smarter-mind then most kids like her, at her age. Yet she knew LeFou was probably getting wet now by them while they also sang (to her hidden amusement) from being near the water spout.

Triplets: "Look, there he goes~. Isn't he dreamy~? Monsieur Gaston~. Oh, he's so cute. Be still, my heart~. I'm hardly breathing. He's such a tall, dark, strong, and handsome brute."

Though Morgana remembered the songs of all the movies by heart, she was dizzy by all the singing from mainly everyone now as she also kept up with her amazingly-distracted sister while being impressed that Belle didn't bump into anything at all, yet she hoped that guy who was knocked-out earlier, by her, was ok.

Belle: "There must be more than this provincial life~!"

Gaston: "Just watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife~!"

Morgana jumped when she heard the man that still terrified her slightly was close yet still far away to hear him and shortly caught up to be by her older sister as Belle did notice that secretly yet kept reading, while fully remembering that they were safe. Yet Morgana stayed and this time half-listened to the large crowd of villagers, she was secretly surprised that both her kid-friends (unlike the movie itself) weren't at all in sight which also secretly relieved her.

Random Female Villager: "Look, there go the girls who are both strange yet special. The most peculiar mademoiselles~."

Random Villager Male: "It's a pity and a sin. Belle is the one that doesn't quite fit in."

Large Crowd: "'Cause she really is a funny girl~. A beauty but a funny girl~. She really is a funny girl, that Belle~!"

Morgana heard random French greetings due to the title of the song she knew from the townsfolk, and when they both turned, they both saw they were hastily parting.

Morgana also comprehended they were both now returning home on the short path, as there wasn't that much to do today except the books which Morgana (in private), wants to also start reading them both soon.

But at this moment, Morgana decided to comfort her sibling as she saw Belle hardly pay attention to her book now from realizing just like her, she overheard everyone talking about them.

Feeling her lower shirt being tugged, Belle looked and had gentle eyes now as Morgana hugged her without words while knowing as a little girl, she wasn't used to bullying (she figured), from the minor tales Morgana told both her and their father, mostly her time in school and whatnot. Yet the moment was ruined as Belle's new book was taken within moments to her confusion still as to why Morgana hides behind her every time she sees him: Gaston, alongside and panting once again from carrying a recent bird kill, LeFou.

"Gaston, may I have my book please?" Belle gently yet firmly expressed to him in a mixed question, while the man himself as Morgana kept in line to his amusement since he too, didn't know why the child feared him, behind her adopted sister with ease, and glanced into the book while flipping between the pages. "How can you read this, it has no pictures?" Gaston implored in honesty to Belle, in which Belle remarked kindly yet confidentially (to amuse Morgana), knowingly mixed with being slightly sly as well to the man, "Well, some people use their imaginations."

Gaston from being tired of looking into the book itself, Morgana now saw, frowned at him behind Belle as he casually tossed the book her older sister likes, into a random mud puddle nearby and stated in half-concern slightly in some of his own words, and slightly surprising the little girl at this as well. "Belle, it's about time you got your head out of those books and paid attention to more important things... Like me! The whole town's talking about it."

Morgana did see her older female friends who were dubbed the Bimbette Triplets or simply The Triplets, by most of the townsfolk then sigh to their crush, as they were nearby them. Yet Belle impressed Morgana as she picked up the slightly soaked book and unknown to them as they headed home, Morgana's Magic acted up from Morgana's minor desire to fix Belle's favorite book, which it did once it was left all alone, later on.

"Gaston, you are positively primeval," Belle claimed casually as if it was something usual for him, and Morgana sensing it was ok, strayed only a little from her sibling as Gaston (she guessed again), took the opportunity while soon placing his hand around her elder sister's shoulders, and using his right arm to do so.

Though Morgana went over to her older friends as they noticed saw greeted her also, with that odd greeting softly since they paid attention to her sister and Gaston like she was.

"Why thank you, Belle... Hey, whaddya say you and me take a walk over to the tavern and have a look at my hunting trophies." Gaston implied now and tried (to Morgana's partial cringed glimpse) to flirt with her sister in secret, at the same time. Belle although had other ideas that Morgana knew as she was able to escape his hold on her, and went a few inches away while also stating in hesitation, to the man, "Maybe some other time."

Morgana froze yet understood as they were merely jealous of their crush paying attention to her sister, but it slightly hurt, at the same time. "What's wrong with her?" Daisy questioned in disbelief like her siblings at her dismissal, with the other two triplets following up with either 'She's crazy' or 'He's gorgeous' words the two stated, after Daisy. Though Mary-Anne saw the hurt stare on their younger friend's face as she then knew before she could even state a quick apology, once her other sisters saw this look as well, left to be with her adoptive sibling to possibly apologize when they sit once again.

That's right folks: They're Morgana's Babysitters for both Maurice and Belle, alongside mostly the towns children (if it occurred) when they also have no time to take care of her, and Maurice if he has to leave and also Belle overworking at the Inn, in which only happened a few times, while the little girl lived within their town.

Belle backed up even more, yet was briefly concerned now by Morgana's strange mood yet also at the same time, spoke to Gaston to include her little sister as well, "Please, Gaston. I can't. We have to get home and help our father."

Though both girls shot a glance briefly to LeFou to earn good points with Gaston that Belle theorized, unlike Morgana, as she merely thought he was rude, now stated a comment about their father. "Ha ha ha, that crazy old loon, he needs all the help he can get!" Now both Gaston and LeFou were laughing at this as if it was a joke, to slightly anger the little girl.

"Don't you talk about our father that way!" Belle declared loudly for them before Morgana could even state her own choice-like words to hear to the two men, with Gaston from what Morgana was glimpsing on his face then, was a quick realization on his screw-up, and then conked his sidekick on the head. "Yeah, don't talk about her father that way!"

"Our father's not crazy! He's a genius!" Belle decided to add her own words to them both in a statement, which also truly impressed Morgana as, like her, he was a genius yet also to her view, a little scatterbrained at some points.

Unexpectedly an explosion caused not only both Belle and Morgana to immediately head back home, but brief concern on the Triplet's faces yet also sighed dreamily to themselves by seeing Gaston still at the same time, as the three though possibly a few days or so, to maybe ask to sit for Morgana so they can apologize. But Gaston resumed laughing alongside his sidekick, and yet, whacked him on the back to make him fall on the ground, face-first.

Yet to the five's sudden confusion, the dead bird the hunter shot, was alive somehow, and not knowing it was Morgana's magic reacting to her anger, and said revived animal bit LeFou on the nose when he began to state something while checking the bag, hard, before taking off quickly in flight when it was freed from the bag itself.

Seeing that LeFou was confused truly like Gaston was as to what just happened, Gaston now groaned as he was then pooped on by the same bird on his left shoulder slightly as it tried to get back to its flock, and tell them the amazing death-like experience it had. "How-How is that possible! Birds can't come back from the dead... Can they Gaston?" LeFou asked while also holding his nose and making him sound funny, as it was slightly bruised.

Gaston narrowed his eyes in suspicion yet knew it was one of the many unknown enigmas to be added to the list of things that were oddly going around town and shrugged and just noted to ease the sidekick, as well as the girls he knew he didn't like yet also knew the supposed crushes on him as well, "No LeFou, they do not at all."

However, as the five left to either head back home or whatever, they didn't see a pair of amused red and green eyes hiding in a charm to make them undetectable as well as invisible, yet the red pair soon left to where the two certain girls were going, while the other, left to do something else.

Back at the Evergreen Household, however, both a worried Belle and Morgana as they were carrying their gifted books and running as fast as they could, placed them outside and quickly went to the double doors that lead to their father's basement/workshop. Once opened, Belle asked in concern before Morgana could with both also detecting the clear-tell signs of smoke within the small area, "Papa?"

Morgana held back a laugh at this as she saw her adoptive father was somehow… in a barrel, and pulled it off his waist alongside his body while also speaking in frustration to concern her alongside Belle as they helped him out. "How on earth did that happen? Dog gonnit!"

Morgana this time asked before Belle could, fully knowing she took her line since Belle saw her little sister was truly concerned for their father, "Are you alright Papa?" Maurice pulled gently away though from them both, and decided to kick his machine while also stating at the same time, still frustrated also, "I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk!"

Belle lightly sighed along with Morgana as she was now used to hearing Maurice stating this when he is close yet not, at the same time. "You always state that," Belle gently remarked to their father, with Morgana lightly nodding her head in agreement with her elder sister, without words. Yet they truly were concerned as this time, from the way he sounded, it was true for once. "I mean it this time. I'll never get this boneheaded contraption to work."

"Yes, you will. And you'll win the first prize at the fair tomorrow alongside Morgana since you promised you to take her to see it as well-" Belle gently commenced to tell while reminding him, and making Maurice while still frustrated to hear his adopted daughter giggle lightly to him at how childish he was acting, to them, a simple hmph sound. Belle then decided to continue, however, as he interrupted her and didn't let her finish, "And become a famous inventor!" Belle gently exclaimed with Maurice gazing at her, as Belle held onto Maurice's shoulders, briefly, with him also having both a hopeful and doubtful look, yet asked anyways from what Morgana saw, "You believe that?"

Belle gently smiled at her father while stating with soft eyes, "I always have." They turned to Morgana as she came over and hugged them both lightly and muttered in agreement, thus making Maurice's eyes briefly glaze over as happy-like tears were forming yet he kept them at bay, "Me too Papa."

Maurice now looked confident that Morgana and Belle saw, as he began to state to them both in confidence while heading back to the machine alongside going under it once more, "I'll have this fixed in no time. Can one of your girls please hand me that dog-legged clencher there…" Belle as she was closer to the tool, easily handed her father said item while he began to mess with the invention, he asked them both lightly, "So did you both have a good time in town today?"

Before Belle could answer, Morgana to her still soft eyes at seeing her adopted sister happy still, despite the progress to make sure she was happy as from her current stay and before the adoption, that is. "Yes. Mr. Tompkins let me and Belle keep a few books, Papa."

Yet Morgana now saw Belle looked to be thinking to herself lightly, and unknowingly decided to voice them out in a question to Maurice, now. "Papa… You think I'm odd?" Morgana saw her father stiffen briefly yet knew what was coming next, as he briefly came out from under the machine while also stating to her older sister, and also wearing his modified and bizarre goggles that also distorted his eyes, "Odd huh, where would you get an idea like that?" He then went back to tinker some more on the machine while also listening to Belle.

"Oh, I don't know," Morgana now saw her sister lean nearby on the counter space the basement/shop has and continued and knowing full well what she meant, likewise. "It's just I'm not sure I fit here," Belle lightly shook her head as she looked to where Maurice was working under his invention, "There isn't no one else to talk to, besides Morgana." Morgana was secretly surprised at this, yet kept this to herself as she looked as well to her adoptive father, and heard him state as he was still under the machine, tinkering and all that, "What about that Gaston? He's a handsome fellow!"

Morgana agreed with the brief grimace that showed on Belle's face as the man still scared her at fully comprehending what he may be capable of, yet Belle expressed to Maurice then while knowing fully well who Gaston truly is, but in hidden sarcasm mixed with ire... yet their father didn't catch it, "He's really handsome alright, and rude and conceited, and… Oh, Papa, he's not for me!"

Maurice now came out from under the machine after one last twist while also wiping his hands on a towel that Morgana handed to him, with him declaring softly yet at the same time, in a statement in confidence, "Don't you two worry, and more-so to you Belle as this invention will be a new life for the three of us." He looked over the machine before returning to Belle stating now, in secret hope Morgana detected in his voice, "I think that's done it. Now let's give it a try."

He then pulled the lever as Morgana decided to not shy away in case it exploded and fully recognized it would work to which it was slowly yet surely done. When Maurice and Belle saw, it was doing its task it was made for: Chopping wood without the use of human force.

"It works!" Belle exclaimed to both her and their father in both surprise and quick joy.

"It does?" Maurice stared at the invention while it was working as it was designed to be, to his quick surprise, which then turned into full-on pride mixed with joy at it working with him declaring loudly in joy, "It does!" "Papa, you did it!" Morgana decided to place her own words in as she got up from the stool she was sitting on and quickly ran and hugged her father, as the three ignored the flinging-cut logs.

Maurice then raised a finger in the air in determination now, yet before Morgana could say 'Watch-out Papa', to him, it was too late, "Hitch up Phillipe, Belle. Morgana and I are off to the fair!" He was then struck by a flinging log to his head to make Morgana cry out in alarm while Belle checked on him since the log knocked him out, slightly.

Later on that same day with Morgana having her satchel that was a gift of sorts to welcome her into their family along with most of the things she wanted to take as well as clothing inside it, sat in the hayloft near the machine. Morgana before she did so, petted the smarter-than-average horse: Phillipe, who truly loved the little girl, and made Maurice chuckle as he recalled after the two meetings the horse for the very first time since he decided on letting her know how to ride Phillipe... which to say was a partial success.

(Flashback Begins)

Morgana was nervous as Maurice could tell since Belle was currently working overtime once again at the Inn, but this time for the day shift. "It will be alright Mary... Philippe as far as both Belle and I know him, is a gentle and kind horse." Maurice gently acknowledged the nervous six-year-old girl.

Morgana, however, was still afraid as she just met him, but sighed to herself as eventually, Maurice helped her up and began to teach her the basics.

Philippe, however, sensed his current rider at the moment was afraid. So being smart, decided to take things easy for the little girl. Plus the strange-yet-pleasant stench she gave off from what his nose told him, was to treat her kindly as well.

"Good, good job so far Mary. Just stay steady and just trot till you get used to Phillippe." Maurice now noted gently to Morgana. Morgana as she was still nervous, just followed his instructions and yet felt the unexpected urge to ride fast with him, yet quelled that urge down due to the fear of falling off him as well.

Suddenly a loud bang came from the goat Maurice owned that spooked the horse and from it causing a small banging sound from old metal nearby, and with a startled yelp and Maurice looked onward now in a slight panic as he began to chase them both, began to speed-up instead of trot with Morgana in tow.

Maurice froze though as he thought he saw a slightly visible mist of sorts go in front of the two, both Morgana and the horse, were about to go into the woods, and instantly Philippe stopped for some reason to real him in and also calm the poor thing down. Yet he looked on in sudden disbelieve now to Morgana as she stated after getting over her shock, loudly in sudden excitement, "Can I do that again?"

(Flashback Ends)

"You have everything you need Papa?" Belle now gently inquired while making sure as he did, to check the straps and tarp covering the machine, as well as making sure Morgana was able to travel and warm his heart, at how quickly they both got along.

Maurice nodded with a gentle yet warm smile on his features while he too checked on Morgana since she seemed to be content after she also hugged Belle goodbye, yet strangely hard, for some reason, to even confuse the older teen girl as if Morgana knew something Belle didn't. "Yes, I made sure to have everything before we both head out."

Seeing that everything was in order, she hugged both of them goodbye one more time as they, both Maurice and Morgana, began to head out.

"Goodbye Papa and Mary, and good luck!" Belle exclaimed to the two loudly as at the same time Morgana waved while Maurice waved and stated loudly back, "Goodbye Belle, take care of things while we're gone!"

After a while from traveling, and also Morgana reading a book to allow Maurice to think to himself while being proud in secret, at how far she came out of her shell, slightly, yet now frowned as he can tell that they were now lost as it seems to have been hours since they left, and should have been on the path to the fair by now.

"Papa, you ok?" Morgana now asked as she saw him checking that map of his, and he glanced briefly at her concerned face and laughed slightly more-so to himself, and also to reassure his adoptive daughter that when he did, saw her ease up slightly. "Yes Mary, everything is fine but we should be at the fair by now." He also had a lantern soon lit as well to make sure they had light as somehow, it was dusk yet dark out. While her adoptive father was checking the map, however, Morgana now saw the two paths as the horse did.

Yet she knew what path they would all eventually take as she then adjusted her bag, making sure not only it would not leave her at all, but stay clasped to not lose anything.

Philippe, however, began to look at both pathways as Morgana heard her father mutter to himself now as well as he did in the movie until he eventually saw the paths too. "Let's go this way," he gestured to the darker path that she had to hold in a giggle as Phillipe glared at him in a slight 'What' look, before going to the lighter one without hesitation. "No, no, come on Phillipe it's a shortcut," Maurice declared to the horse as he guided the reigns to the darker path, and with reluctance from Phillipe, they began to travel down said path. "We'll be there in no time."

After a while, Morgana got nervous Maurice briefly saw, as she seems to be tensed with knowing she feared the dark, and he wordlessly reassured his daughter with minor courage mixed with relief in Morgana's eyes to him, as she strangely, to him also, continued to watch their surroundings.

Yet Maurice began to fear the worst now as he began to state more-so to himself than to the animal and his adoptive child, holding the lantern once again and re-checking the map as they have gone at least a mile or two on this dark path. Yet unheard by him as Morgana did, she stiffened at hearing a wolf howl in the distance. "This can't be right, where have you taken us, Philippe?"

Yet he stiffened and also saw growing fear from Morgana since he too now heard the same wolf that was howling in the distance, and stated while beginning to guide the horse the opposite way now, "I think we should turn around…" Morgana, to Maurice's confusion, quickly moved without difficulty like a small monkey and clung to him within moments when they backed up, bats abruptly came from the tree they were resting as the invention when bumped into the tree from the wagon it was on, forcibly made them awake and swoop down in front of the horse.

"Whoa, whoa boy, whoa Philippe. Oh, oh! Look out!" Maurice started to the horse as they quickly ran randomly through the woods, losing the trail in the progress as well as back onto it due to the horse's spook while Morgana tightly clung to her adoptive father in fear right now as the lantern was blown out when this occurred.

Luckily though, the horse avoided mostly everything until he came near a Cliffside.

"Backup, back up, back up!" Maurice started to Phillipe that the horse did (despite his spooked state still), and when Maurice began to calm him, Morgana was suddenly wide-eyed like the horse at seeing the wolves in the distance now, and she held onto her father tightly as the horse began to try and buck them off along with Maurice trying to calm the horse down.

"Philippe!" "Ow!" Both Morgana and Maurice declared at the same time, yet it quickly began to downpour cold rain on them both within moments as they looked on in despair at seeing the horse alongside the invention, going away from them now.

Maurice, however, had his attention instantly shifted to Morgana as she began to sniffle and cry from what he also saw to his worry, she injured her arm when the horse bucked them off.

Picking her up, Morgana solely held onto him with her free arm while the hurt one, however, was limply laying on top of her chest. Yet they within moments froze at seeing a small group of wolves hungrily looking at them.

Once they commence growling and getting ready to pounce, Maurice thinking mostly to the child in his arms hastily began to run in feared determination to a random destination for a few minutes until he stumbled yet held onto his child quickly as they bumped into… a gate?

Maurice hoping despite the way the castle looked would aid them both, began to shout loud enough for anyone to hear him while banging the gates themselves also with his free arm and hand, "Hello! Is someone there, help us!"

Before the wolves could get to them, the gate opened as he was leaning, and he fell onto his back briefly, while also dropping Morgana to which the little girl cried out since she also landed on her injured arm once again. Yet seeing the wolves coming closer, quickly moved and forcibly closed the gate.

Before he could go back to her, Morgana blearily saw with widened eyes and was about to shout until he kicked the pack-leader wolf in the face, yet his hat remained on the ground. The rain was still pouring like cats and dogs, however, to his ire.

Forgetting his hat as he saw the wolves leave now since they realized they were outsmarted, went over to Morgana and picked her up and without words as well, headed to the castle. Yet he grew concerned even more as Morgana began to cough and her forehead was also warm as her magic unknowingly transferred his starting sickness to her instead of him as she didn't want to lose the man that truly cared for her as Belle has also done. Yet despite this, the cells will do so all the same.

Maurice was about to bang on the door to see if anyone would answer, yet froze as it briefly opened partially, and taking this opportunity, went in with his adoptive daughter.

"Hello?" Maurice began to cautiously state as when they both entered, he saw like Morgana briefly did, that no one was at all there, yet he felt someone had to open the door for them to enter. "Hello?" He implored loudly this time as his voice briefly echoed within the Entrance Hall of this castle.

However, not being noticed by the two, a candlestick and a fancy working and looking clock were on a table nearby the entrance, yet in secret, they opened their eyes and saw the two; though the two objects now talked in low whispers so they wouldn't be heard by them.

"The man and what I think the child, his daughter, must've gotten lost in the woods." The candlestick spoke to the clock yet his whispering was slightly loud though. Yet the clock whispered back to the candlestick object, also remarking his name as well, "Keep quiet Lumiere! Maybe they will go away." The objects were currently using their forms to hide their features still until the candlestick features truly surfaced to give him a human-like look as the old man began to state as he heard someone talking somewhere within this room. "Is someone there?"

"Not a word Lumiere, not one word!" The clock whisper-stated to Lumiere firmly, who still like he was as he also listened to the old man while he too spoke, from where the clock and candlestick were, "I don't mean to intrude for either of us, but I lost my horse you see and we both need to at least stay for the night. Maybe aid my adoptive child, as she is hurt and sick."

Lumiere now normally expressed while giving the clock a look as if a child that just found a lost puppy of sorts, and also noting the clock's name as well. "Oh Cogsworth, have a heart." Though he was now annoyed as Cogsworth quickly placed his metallic-like hands since said clock now resembled, like the candlestick, to be more human-like and shushed him harshly.

While Maurice placed his young daughter onto a chair that was nearby to possibly find help, Lumiere turned up the heat slightly as he made Cogsworth's metallic hands burn briefly and the clock in turn, quickly removed said hands as the candlestick also stated in a service-like tone that was also happy and also making Maurice freeze on the spot yet Morgana half-giggled as she was in pain yet knew what was coming next. "Of course, monsieur, you're both welcomed here."

Maurice discovering the candlestick that was lit, now grabbed Lumiere in his left hand and then declared in confusion mostly, while looking around the area, "Who said that?" Lumiere then gently tapped the old man on his shoulder with ease and stated at the same time as well, "Over here!" Maurice span around slightly with confusion still mixed with minor fear now, as he then asked hesitantly one word, "Where?"

Morgana, as she felt fine still yet, knew she somehow got sick besides knowing her father was supposed to be the one to do so, walked up with a wince which the candlestick noticed yet kept quiet as he also saw a mischievous look in her orbs with the little girl now gently tugging at her father's shirt with her non-hurt arm, which he gazed at her now with warm eyes mixed with concern, and also gently asked her at the same time, "What is it, Mary?" She merely motioned to Lumiere and from the direction Maurice looked, Lumiere waved playfully while taking the hint from the child, "Hello!"

Surprised, Maurice dropped him in wordless shock to which the light also died quickly, and they heard Lumiere groan briefly before shaking his candle-like head. Though Maurice was more astounded as the clock on the table now hopped to them in annoyance written on his face as well as his words to the candlestick, "Now you had done it Lumiere. Splendid, just peachy- Argghh!"

Morgana decided to sit back down on the same chair as she watched the scene just like in the movie play-out, half-giggling once again yet her father didn't sneeze at all, but she did.

Lumiere noticed the way the two were soaked as well as the child being sick and injured, mostly her arm as he decided to lead the two, despite Cogsworth's wishes though, into the Master's Den. "Come mademoiselle and monsieur, come, let's warm both of you by the fire."

Maurice seeing this as a kind gesture went over firstly and picked up his child, who sniffled to herself and he stated kindly to Lumiere now, following him into the den, "Thank you." However, no one noticed the figure upstairs witnessing the whole thing in mixed rage and only minor sympathy to the child as to what he has to do, despite the situation. The three ignored the clock as he began to complain about their master, to the two family members.

Morgana as she knew the room felt inviting currently from what she saw as a comparison into the movie, was better yet she barely recalled what would be happening next due to the sickness taking in. Though she sighed in contempt as both her father and she were beginning to be serviced: Maurice in what Cogsworth stated was gently placed in the Master's Chair, and her on the rug with her arm propped-up along with the second blanket placed onto her.

She was also amused by the footstool-like dog that came into the room and also tickled her face to make her half-giggle at this and was then used as an actual footstool for her father as he too, knew he might be cold as well.

When the same coat rack that gave her the spare blanket, and the one to mostly do all the things to make her comfy tended to her father now, by removing and also placing another one onto him, she winced as she also jumped at seeing a cart with a teacup and a kettle on it, with the kettle gently stating something to her father.

Morgana began to feel sleepy now and was almost about as she, of course, missed the interaction between the teacup and her father when the fire went out by a sudden burst of wind.

She was instantly scared not at who was there, but at the sudden darkness Morgana saw, like everyone, yet stayed in place as she saw before her father with hidden fan-joy as she not only liked Belle and a few princesses and also certain villains, but The Beast was now in the room for crying out loud, and yet, she decided to remain calm as she has been yet fully knowing everything was real and not fake.

The Beast is not of any one species of animal, but a chimera from what Morgana read in her favorite legendary book about them as from the "Mythological Creatures Book of Myths" she has in her bag, since they are a mixture of several animals.

He has the head structure and horns of a buffalo, the arms and body of a bear, the eyebrows of a gorilla, the jaws, teeth, and mane of a lion, the tusks of a wild boar, and the legs and tail of a wolf. He also resembled from what her eyes saw within quick viewing skills, mythical monsters like the Minotaur or a werewolf. He also has blue eyes, the one physical feature that does not change whether he is a beast or a human in which Morgana also saw he still wore his original outfit: Shirtless, with ragged, dark gray breeches, and a ragged reddish-colored cape with a golden colored circular-shaped clasp. Despite the actual color of his cape is a dark wine red color, The Beast's cape is more often referenced to be purple.

The Beast though began to growl while speaking she guessed while remaining silent, yet she also saw her father was afraid more-so than Morgana was, "There are strangers here."

Morgana as she was thankful for the light once more from when Lumiere relit his sticks, began to state carefully yet hesitantly to his master now, "Master, allow for me to explain. They were both lost in the woods, and they were wet, cold, and-" The Beast growled loudly, also interrupting Lumiere and drowning briefly his flames.

Cogsworth started to speak his mind now, with him secretly to her amusement also hiding under the rug yet still showed himself, "Master, I like to take this moment to say this… It was all his fault from the start. I tried to stop them, but would they listen to me? No, no, no-" The Beast growled once again to this time, as the clock hid again, to interrupt Cogsworth.

Knowing what would happen next yet now started coughing harshly since her lungs felt they were on fire, caught The Beast's attention on her briefly as her arm also flared in pain by the minor-jerky movement, ordered the coat rack harshly to surprise her as well, since her father has yet to see The Beast, "Take her to the East Wing," he growled out to the coat rack in which it wordlessly nodded by grabbing both her bag and herself in four separate racks with ease, and she wanted to struggle but yet, she was also weak at the moment and just decided quickly to mouth a 'Goodbye' that briefly made Maurice confused and yet the events then played out back at the den and as they did, she was indeed taken to the dubbed wing Morgana saw, was the same one that Belle was to be placed in… eventually.

Morgana then fell asleep instantly from a mixture of exhaustion and being sick, and hurt to which the rack also made a spare arm-splint of sorts from the clothes nearby on the ground in moments. Yet unknown to her, an invisible entity followed by another, once the coat rack was gone and making sure the wardrobe was deeply asleep, now revealed themselves.

It was both Hecate and Death, with narrowed eyes at her twin accusingly with lowered voices to not wake Morgana, "You knew my soulmate would be harmed and yet you didn't even warn me of her magic transferring that fool's illness, unto her?"

Hecate knowingly yet sadly nodded with a pleased smile mixed in, to Death's surprise as she also stated in a mixture of knowing yet a firm tone to reprehend her twin slightly, "Exactly as planned. I knew things will play out evenly as I will not reveal as such if My Champion either stays or goes, but I foresee she aids The Beast as such as Belle would still. Even as an older brother, eventually, like the ones she never known… Besides Dudley, in secret."

Death blinked a few times while gazing at her sick soulmate, seeing that Morgana's chest was slowly going up and down due to how tired and sick she was, especially as Hecate began to move to where her soulmate's nearly-broken arm was on that particular side of the large mattress, and sighed with Hecate smiling small at her twin, knowing she was right.

"But why did you have to curse the young man, to begin with? I mean, you could have just simply shown him what his actions would have caused, sister?" Death revealed in true knowledge to her sibling while stubbornly crossing her arms, fully knowing her twin was the main cause of this castle's curse. Death also sees her twin now healing her soulmate's arm in gentle yet undetectable warmth as the bones themselves healed within moments, and Hecate now looked to Death with a sad gaze in her eyes and also sighed now.

"Because if I did simply that, I foresaw he would still be bitter yet cause deaths unknowingly to the innocents if this very curse was not placed unto him, particularly as I used one of my three favorite disguises not like myself, to do so. If he continued down that path." Hecate now explained her reasoning as Hecate went to her twin, and comforted her left shoulder with a light squeeze from her right hand now.

"But I am still currently upset you allowed my soulmate to be hurt to be here, however." Death points out in a tone that Hecate knew she was forgiven slightly and simply nodded with a strained yet warm smile on her face, as well as they, began to leave and knowing Death would return in a few days to check up upon Her One. "I know, but like I said sister: It was needed otherwise he would have not cared still, despite your One being a child, alongside her father to where she would get worse in the sickness, than he."

Seeing the wisdom in her twin's words, Death sighed yet before she left as her sibling did so first, she narrowed her eyes at the secretly concealed figure that recently showed itself and stated lowly in a firm order, "You better watch out for her as I will be gone longer than anticipated to deal with something far away from My One, Trickster... Godfather by Magic, or not."

A man appeared in a fancy-looking green garb-like tuxedo mixed with gold in-between the outfit, and shoes that also matched as he has pitch-black hair and glowing-green eyes; with the mentioned man also now bowing respectively to Death in playfulness yet narrowed eyes that also were understanding, "Yes old friend. Primarily if my daughter would kill me if true harm would come to her as well."

Death nodded as she then vanished into a dark mist to take care which she mentioned to him, Loki Laufeyson-Odinson of Asgard (3). However, the man briefly looked to the child with a playful smirk on his features, and chuckled as he then teleported to live in the nearby shack of this cursed location and make it… homey of sorts while stating more-so to himself, "Of course, she didn't mention I can't prank certain fellows now did she?"

Back within Morgana's Birth-Realm; Hogwarts Headmaster's Office:

Dumbledore sighed as it has been nearly a month since the last he has heard of his unofficial granddaughter, yet still, he made sure to carry on in case she will start at eleven and fully aware she might be prepared to do whatever it takes, he figured, from the goddess's last visit of course.

But recently the old man did venture into a mysterious pet shop of sorts and when double-checking, found a few familiars for Morgana to have, one a Nindu-Sphinx Hybrid to his surprise, nearly the same age as Morgana with more human-like characteristics than others, and the other was to his secondary surprise, a child of the very pet he theorized so long ago that once belonged to the founder of the snake wing of this school himself, but in egg form, as it is a hybrid as well and from the merchants, words from what he was told, was stolen centuries ago from the nest itself as it's mate was killed by a past dark lord, from the book that was told.

He jumped yet thankfully didn't choke on the current Sherbet-Lemon as he sent Fawkes on an errand earlier, so it was just him and him alone, as Hecate made her appearance once more; with gentle yet understanding eyes.

"I see you were able to get the specific gifts I wanted for My Champion before I did, Dumbledore." She stated to him in amusement as the old man coughed with a small smile on his lips within moments as he nodded to the Goddess of Magic, "You are correct as I was also shopping for my half-sibling at the time and figured as the fear of magic was partially gone from her due to you, which I am thankful as well, a pet for her to raise and figured-" "That my Champion may have two or more as such?" The goddess playfully interrupted the old man to which he merely nodded, and with a snap of her fingers, he was surprised as he kept them in a stasis spell of sorts, were now gone within a brief flash of light.

Hecate then worded before departing once again to make him also sigh at her antics, "She will get them both during the upcoming holiday on the realm she is in, but please do know I will also know if you get her anything: I will send them right to her within moments."

Dumbledore now spat out the candy and placed a fresh one as she made it taste like a rug briefly and was satisfied with the renewed flavor of lemons, and chuckled lightly to him as he began to grade papers as well as waiting for his pet to return.

Well, there you guys have it.

There is a reason I made Loki appear as well as mentioned that part, as Death is from secretly, that universe yet it is also part of the realm… slightly as if you'll recall, Disney does own the Marvel franchise as such, and I figured why not. So in terms of the current realm, Morgana is in and the Marvel one… it is a side-by-side yet also connected universe if you get my meaning.

Do expect the upcoming chapter though to have more flashbacks... well maybe just a single one with The Beast's point of view in the beginning before being mostly all normal once again.

Now as information is needy, here are some numbers:

One: The two mentioned children, if you recall the details as such, are in the beginning; the blonde girl that was singing next to the boy near the end of the current song mentioned in this fic (which I don't own any Disney songs at all). I figured they would as well as a few certain characters within the movie itself would get a more onto-roll than they currently have, which is only briefly in real life. But do however expect surprises as such for those in this story as well.

Two: He is the same in the cartoon movie, not the original one. So do expect a cartoonish-realistic view from certain movies I will be placing as Morgana "Mary" Jasmine Potter grows till eleven years of age since this is a Pre-Hogwarts sort of story.

Three: I fully used his given name for a reason as like I mentioned before this, he as well as certain heroes/villains would have a certain play as Morgana grows as such. Though do expect pranks to be pulled by certain characters like him, however.

Now that should wrap it up for now till the next chapter, peace out guys and I hope you enjoyed this chapter as I did.