The Summer Land - -
"The Summer land is the great crossover. It's not good, it's not bad, it's just a place we go where there is no more pain or suffering. We wait there until it is time for our souls to return in another physical body, and then we...
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Dragons were not so easy to fight, though she had a plan, a plan that caused many to worry, and many to sigh in annoyance. Her papa though laughed, what an idea.
It was the day of the first task, Morgan was sitting in the middle of the tent, meditating. She wasn't nervous right now, of course she knew what was going to be happening, so she didn't really have anything to worry about. She knew her papa and the rest of her family were waiting in the crowd, Draco being their tour guide of sorts, though he wasn't doing much of that as he and the rest of the Slytherin's were cheering her name loudly, louder than the rest of the Hogwarts Houses who were cheering for Cedric. She had to smile at that, how her school family were her biggest fans, she loved all of them.
"Morgan." Professor Slytherin greeted the girl, as her eyes snapped open.
"Professor, how lovely of you to visit." She said with a wide grin on her face. "Why have you come to visit?" She asked, with a tilt of her head.
"To see how you are doing, if you are worried at all." Slytherin said softly to the girl as he sat down in front of her. Morgan smiled gently.
"I know I have to fight a dragon, but I have a plan Professor and I not so easily scared by a creature that can breathe fire in my general direction, or crush me with their claws, or chew me up like a dog toy, oh, I can't forget the fact the dragon could also simply flap its wings and send me hurtling towards the wall crushing my skull." She declared smiling through it all. "I think I'll be fine."
The other three contestants looked at the young girl horrified, all of them looking pale, sickly. Had she done that on purpose... yes, yes, she had. It was ridiculous that they were sending children out there to fight, they had families they needed to get back to, they had their own families to produce, also, she just didn't want to, she wished she was curled up in her bed crushing Emrys as she dreamed.
That poor, poor warlock, it was his own fault, he kept sleeping next to her, forgetting that she likes to hug. Merlin often said he pitied the Dark Lord; he would have to deal with her crushing hugs.
The Dark Lord chuckles, as he and Morgan stand, the man brought her into a hug, just as a bright light flashes, a camera capturing the moment. Morgan looks to see Rita Skeeter the journalist approach.
"Young love! Ohh how... stirring. If everything goes unfortunately today, you might make the front page." She says to the pair.
"Oh, how stirring that if you post that in the paper, I'll have you sued for a false story, and destroy your life," Morgan said with a happy grin. "After all, you don't have permission from myself or my family to post any stories, should I go get my papa, you and he can have a chat, along with my Uncle Arthur, my Uncle John, and of course my Aunt Aphrodite. Oh, and I almost forgot, Lord Lucius Malfoy would love to chat with you as well."
