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...
The world around them was littered with fresh fallen snow, but this was not a beautiful time with snowfall, they were in the middle of a snowstorm. Morgan, Finn, and the rest of their friends were rugged up as they watched the Quidditch game. Morgan could barely see through the snow; the visibility is low. Players were scattered everywhere in the sky. "This sucks." Morgan grumbled, as she rugged up close to her twin. Finn's arm coming to wrap around her.
"...and Slytherin is up forty to ten. Alica with the quaffle!" They hear Lee Jordan commentate.
Morgan watches Alica spin through the blizzard, trying desperately to see. Two shapes emerge from the snow. Morgan cheers as Crabbe and Goyle, the Slytherin beaters, come into the game. Both of them take a swing at Alica. The girl twists completely around on her broom and the clubs switch harmlessly past. She pushes forward to the Slytherin goals and hurtles the quaffle. Blocked by the Slytherin Keeper.
"Yes!" Morgan and Finn cheer, jumping from their spots, the two having been given the best seating. Everyone feared the Shelby twins... they loved it.
Morgan smirks as her and Finn begin to chant. "Weasley is our King, Weasley is our King. He always lets the Quaffle in, Weasley is our King."
Every Slytherin in the stand joins in on the chant... Including Fred and George.
Several Slytherins, in possession of the Quaffle, bear down on the Gryffindor goals. They throw the quaffle. Weasley dives and misses.
A loud groan sounds. Another groan from the Gryffindor.
"Another ten points to Slytherin. The score is now fifty-ten in favour of Slytherin." Jordan says, everyone hearing the disappointment in his tone.
Morgan smirks as Draco goes up beside Weasley. She chuckled at the sight of the red-haired boy blushing in embarrassment. Suddenly the snitch blasts past Draco. He takes off in pursuit. The Gryffindor seeker rockets after him at top speed, the two ignoring the bite of the snow against their faces.
"Come one Draco!" Morgan shouts cheering for the blonde. Then the snitch banks sharply. Both Draco and the Gryffindor seeker turn with it. The two were inches from the snitch, the Gryffindor's fingers scrabble on the back of Draco's gloved hand.
The crowd goes wild. Draco straightens, triumphant.
Behind him, without warning, a Gryffindor beater, who Morgan had no idea who they were, cracks Draco on the back of his head, Morgan ran down onto the field to go check on the Malfoy heir, her friend, Finn was right behind her. "Hey!" She shouts, shoving the beater back. When she sees the rest of their friends she turns to Draco. "Dray, are you alright?" She asks.
Draco is helped to his feet by Fred and George.
"Bet you loved that; you dick!" Morgan shouted, glaring at the Gryffindor beater. "You should be happy, Draco saved Weasley's neck, from making a fool out of your whole house." She sneered, everyone laughing knowing what she said was true. Morgan's eyes drift to Weasley as he walks over. "I've never seen a worse Keeper! Maybe we should add some more verses to our little song." She mocks, glaring at the boy. She wasn't going to go low and attack his parents, at least not Arthur.
Weasley glares at her, his body shaking with anger. And in that moment, he rushes forward and throws his fist back, hitting Morgan on the cheek, everyone gasped in surprise as the Shelby heiress fell to the ground. Finn runs to Morgan and looks to see she was out cold. "You, are dead." Finn hisses, as he gets up, but they were stopped. McGonagall storms towards them, her Gryffindor scarf flapping wildly in the wind.
What on earth do you think you are doing, Mister Weasley!" McGonagall shouts.
Finn was being held back by Hooch, as the Slytherin girls along with Luna keep a close eye on Morgan. Finn's eyes were dark, filled with so much anger. "Move." He said in a calm tone.
"I will stupify you, Shelby." Hooch threatens.
Finn turns his eyes to the woman. "Then you're stupid, you hurt me, you'll be exactly like him in a moment." He stated. "Remember, you can't touch us. But Weasley, he did, he touched my sister, he hurt my sister, I get to hurt him, that's the law." He continued smiling brightly.
"You will not touch Mister Weasley, young Shelby." Dumbledore's voice broke through, Finn's eyes narrowed in annoyance.
"Are you, Dumbledore, denying me, Finn Atticus Shelby, my rights to kill the Weasley brat?" Finn questioned. "Because if you are, I'm sure the Ministry will love to hear all about it." Finn hissed.
"Hem, hem."
Everyone's eyes turned to Delores Umbridge. "What the hell do you want?" Finn growled.
"I believe you and your sister, need to be punished," the pink toad said cheerfully.
"Oh, is that right." Finn said, smiling brightly. But his eyes drifted to the dark figure standing just behind them. "Hi dad! Hi uncle Artie, Uncle John!" Finn cheered.
Everyone was frozen, as they turned to see Thomas Shelby, Arthur Shelby, and John Shelby standing on the field. Tommy starts to walk forward, his eyes going over Finn, making sure he was okay, but when his eyes went to Morgan, everyone felt the area become cold, "who, hit my daughter?" He asked as he came to stand beside Finn.
"Well—" Dumbledore tried to speak, but Finn stopped him, as he lifted his hand and pointed at Ronald Weasley.
Tommy's eyes were sharp as he turned to Fred and George. "Boys, do you mind if I take him for a trip?" Tommy asked the twins.
Fred and George looked at each other. "No, we don't." The twins answered. "He's been told many times to leave her alone, he's been blacklisted from the Shelby family, it is his own fault." They continued, as they went back to checking on Morgan, she was their family, just like the Shelby men were.
"Good," Tommy said, as he looked at his brothers and nodded. The two men went over to the boy who started to plead and beg. "Don't worry, we aren't killing you, that's not our job." Tommy stated, as Arthur and John, hulled the boy up and apparated with in their hold. Tommy turned to the headmaster. "I will tell you this, one last time, you cannot control my children, we are above your laws, we are above your school, do not touch, do not order, do not tell my children to do what you want." Tommy calmly said. "The boy will be returned... soon." He stated, before going over to Morgan and picking her up into his arms.
Finn grabbed Tommy's arm as they left the group, as they landed in their home, Morgan's eyes snapped open. "I really need to get a new hobby, pissing people off gets me hurt."
The two men chuckled at the girl, as she got out of her dad's arms, and made her way to her room to clean her face. "She does need a new hobby though." Finn mutters as he goes to check on his sister.
