Let It Be- Erica Jones (MBAV x Teen Wolf x Harry Potter) [WTM/WTS]

Chapter one: Hello Little Wolf

  Morgana sat in Dumbledore's office with a satisfied smile on her face. Her sister Nyx and Mcgonagall had kept her updated with the Ministry and her parents' finally getting out of Azkaban. It seem like years ago that Dumbledore had accused her parents of insanity and being with the Dark Lord when they were all at a picnic, from the invite that Andromeda sent. They were with some of the Marauders that remained and a few Order members. Though they were there to mourn the 5th year anniversary of Potters' death. It was definitely a shock when everyone found out that the Lestranges were found guilty of torturing the Longbottoms. Morgana couldn't believe it. Bellatrix would always take Morgana with her when she visited the Longbottoms in the hospital. Telling Alice and Frank about what Morgana was doing. Keeping them updated. Narcissa and Andromeda took the girls in raised them and dreaded the day that they got their letters to Hogwarts. The Black family had tried their best to stay out of the stupid wizard war but when they did they were accused of being with the Dark side.

<Regulus looked heartbroken at the thought that his daughter couldn't even find peace.>

  The door had open revealing Bellatrix, Rodolphus, Nyx Lestrange. Nyx smiles at her cousin remembering how she took the Black last name so people would talk about her and then her sister wouldn't have it so hard at school.  She also remembered the letters Morgana sent about how much she hated Hogwarts and how people talk and how Dumbledore made her the bad guy toward everyone at the school. Nyx narrowed her eyes at Dumbledore, the man who ruined her life and the whole reason she became a prosecutor and a defender for those who want justice and to prove if they're actually guilty or innocent.

<Harry shivered remembering the threats Nyx had made when he made fun of. Morgana. The coldness in her voice rings in his ears when she held the knife against his throat. Instinctively he turned his head to see Nyx's eyes become slit, glaring at him.>

  Bellatrix immediately went towards the dagger in pocket before Rodolphus grabbed her hand and handling the situation himself. "Now Albus. I need to remind you that Regulus had left Morgana to me?" 

  "What about Nyx?"

  "Regulus took care of her when we had to hide from everyone including you."

  "Yet they were left defenseless."

  "Because of you! Regulus left them to me and Bella. You had no right to take them away!"

  Morgana couldn't believe it. She enjoyed the rush that she was feeling. Sooner the fight escalates the sooner she can kill someone. For two years that she was at Hogwarts, she couldn't even do magic she didn't even know what it felt like. But this was something that enjoyed, the chaos that ensued. But she was worried. Who was going to take care of Neville and Luna. More importantly, who was going to beat the shit out of Dumbledore? 

  "We are pulling Morgana out of this school and out of the stupid world. She obviously better living a normal life." Bellatrix stated, signaling to Morgana to get up. The Lestrange family walked out.

<"Finally! She was ruining out bloody lives!" Ron said, happily.  The golden trio immediately erupted into shouting as Ron had flew into a wall. Morgana looked at the trio. "Oops! My hand slipped!" Morgana sat down, laughing with her sister.>

  The Lestrange family home was quite as the family had packed their things. Nyx had bought a car so the family could move what little they had as a family and left their way of life behind. The girls were talking about what they were going to do living in a new place. Bellatrix turned to them. "This is important so we can leave our past behind, so let's choose our names wisely. Morgana you first."

"Morgan. Morgan Holloway."

"Great. Morgan. What about you Nyx?"

"Hayes Holloway."

"What about you mom? Dad?"

"I'm going by Tyler."

"Cool. Dad?"

"Raphael."

  The family had a calm ride the rest of the way to wherever they were. "Dad?" Morgan asked.

  "Yes my little bird?"

  "Where are we going to?"

 "Well we are already here. Welcome to Whitechapel."