The Morrigan, Mysterious Goddess
The Mórrigan, usually referred to with the definite article, was a great warrior-queen goddess in Irish-Celtic mythology. She was most associated with inciting war, then stirring up the fury and frenzy of battle, and...
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She held eye contact with the goblin before her, "good morning, Master Goblin, I am Morrigan Marigold Potter, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She greeted with a curtsy, her bright emerald eyes glinting with a maniacal look in them. "I am hoping you could help me in getting an inheritance test. See I know that many don't believe I could be the Potter child, but, I know that I truly am her, but I want to know why I was hidden from this world, and why I was left with muggles, if you will," She stated as she took her place in the chair before the goblins desk. The goblin and herself were silent for a time, until finally he spoke.
"I am Draalkik, the Potter family account manager." He greeted, before starting to pull a parchment and an intricate blade, the handle was silver, with emerald encrusted jewels glittering. "You will need to allow ten drops of blood to fall onto the parchment, and then we shall truly see if you are the Potter child."
Morrigan picked the blade up, a smirk on her face as she cut a perfect line on her palm, allowing her blood to drip onto the parchment, each time a drop fell from her cut, she simply watched with a morbid fascination. When the last drop fell, she moved her hand away from the parchment, and looking directly at Draalkik she licked the blood off her hand, the wound healing as her tongue glided over the wound.
Draalkik did nothing when she licked her wound, he didn't show anything on his face. He waited for her parchment to finish with writing down her inheritance, so the two sat in silence. Regulus continued to whisper into the young girls ear, telling her everything about Diagon Alley. He only stopped when the parchment glowed gold, indicating that it was finished. Draalkik picked the parchment giving it a slight flick as he straightened it out. He read quietly noting that the girl was indeed the Potter child. "Well, well, it seems I have the chosen one truly sitting before my very own eyes."
Morrigan smiles sweetly as he hands the girl the parchment.
Name: Morrigan Marigold Potter-Black Date of Birth: July 31st, 1980 Age: 10
Parents: Father: James Fleamont Potter (father) – deceased Mother: Lily Jane Potter nee Riddle (mother) – deceased - adopted by the Evan's family
Godparent/s: Godfather: Sirius Orion Black III – incarcerated Godmother: Alice Marianna Longbottom nee Fortescue – clinically insane
Core: Dark
Title/s:
Lady to the Most Ancient and Noble house of Potter Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble house of Black Lady to the Most Ancient and Revered house of Peverell Lady to the Most Ancient and Prestigious house of Gryffindor Lady to the Most Ancient and Prestigious house of Ravenclaw Heir to the Most Ancient and Prestigious house of Slytherin
Potions/Blocks:
Loyalty potions – Dumbledore, Weasley family, Gryffindor, Hermione Granger, Light magic, Order of the Phoenix. Hate potions – Malfoy family, Tom Riddle, Slytherin's, Dark magic, Death Eaters. All blocks and Potions linked to Albus Dumbledore. Under no circumstances is Morrigan Marigold Potter to go to Petunia Dursley. She must live with Remus Lupin if Sirius and Alice cannot take care of her.
