Chapter Thirteen

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The room was safe, the room was calm, the room is where the fun begun

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The room was safe, the room was calm, the room is where the fun begun.

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Morgan returned the next day with Finn, the two siblings grinning at their friends as they came into the Great Hall, seeing the giant mark on Morgan's already scarred face made all the boys furious, their eyes narrowed with anger. When they saw Weasley again they were going to give him a world of hurt, even if Thomas Shelby was doing that already. "How are you?" Luna asked her, a serene smile on her face.

"I'm fine, he hits like a little girl anyway, I was just being my dramatic self." She said grinning. The others all sighed, yes Morgan could be dramatic, they had seen it firsthand many a time.

"So, wait!" Blaise called out pointing at their friend. "Were you actually unconscious when we were on the ground with you?" 

Morgan turned to the boy and smiled brightly. But they all knew, that was a cheeky smile.

The group of friends all sighed, before starting on their breakfast. "Oh, also, Dobby told me he has a place for us." She suddenly said as she bit into her toast. The group looked at her curiously, "he's going to show me soon, but once I know, we can get there right away and start teaching these poor children."

The group nodded accepting the answer.

So, when the holidays were over, Dobby was quick to show Morgan and Finn the Room of Requirement. "This is perfect." Morgan said remembering the good times she did have in this room with the twins, now they'll be better.

Strolling into the Room of Requirement, Morgan and Finn look upon the assembled group that makes up the Knights of Hogwarts. "Glad to see all of you could find this place all right." Morgan says as she smiles.

Neville being the curious boy he was turned to Morgan and Finn. "Hey, Morgan, Finn, what is all this stuff?"

Scattered around the room are many devices such as Dark Detectors and Sneakascopes. "Loads of Defence Against the Dark Arts equipment. Hopefully we'll be able to get to all of it before the end of term." Finn answers.

Morgan begins to pace in front of them all. "You need to understand something before we start, though. Defending yourself from the Dark Arts has less to do with magical ability and more to do with fast thinking... and a lot of luck." Morgan explains to the group as she stops and looks to them all. "We'll be doing Expelliarmus tonight, though hopefully we can move on to other things if we have time."

Zacharias Smith scoffs. "Oh please. Lockhart taught us that in second year."

Morgan raises an eyebrow at the boy. "Well then, please demonstrate." Morgan says waving her hand for him to step forward, but he doesn't he knew he'd humiliate himself in front of everyone and he really didn't want to do that. "That's what I thought, the better you know a spell, the easier it comes to you, our papa told us, that even using a spell and perfecting it, but never using it, does not make it reliable to use against an opponent." She states. "Right. Well, let's split into pairs and give it a go."

Morgan and Finn stroll among the students amid the shouts of "Expelliarmus", checking over everyone's progress. She stops by Neville and watches her god-brother.

"Expelliarmus!" Neville calls out, and Zacharius's wand flies from his hand and across the room. Morgan's smile grows wide.

"Well done, Neville!" She cheers clapping her hands. "Look here, you lot! Neville's really got the hang of this one." She says and everyone turns to watch. "Go ahead again." She says, giving the boy confidence.

Fred tosses Zacharius's wand to him. Neville swirls his wand. "Expelliarmus!" 

And again, Zacharius's wand flies off again.

"I did it! I did it!" Neville shouts as Morgan runs up to him and hugs him tight, proud of him.

"Never forget this spell, Nev. It could save your life someday." She says before turning to address everyone. "Okay, everyone. We've done a lot today, and I've seen some great improvement. That's it for now. We'll meet back here, same time next week." She says to the group. 

People begin to drift out of the meeting, while Morgan, her friends, cousins and brother work to straighten the room up.

Walking into the Slytherin common room, the group sighed in relief. "Merlin, I was about to punch Zacharias." Draco mumbled as he rested his head on the back of the sofa.

"Me too." Theo mutters.

Morgan and Finn smirked at their friends, before looking at them all. "Get some rest, all of you, we still have to play the meek little students," They both said, the group groaned but got up. Leaving to their own rooms to sleep the day off.

"You think she'll learn about this?" Finn asked Morgan.

The girl turned. "Naturally." Morgan answered. "Grandmother still wants things to play out the same way, but differently, which I don't mind because, that means?"

"We are two steps ahead of the pink toad." Finn continued, a smirk on his face. "I wonder, will what happened at the Ministry happen again or no?" 

Morgan hummed. "No, I don't believe so, Nagini is still at Hogwarts, and the prophecy is fake, which Professor Slytherin knows this. So, there is no point in going to the Ministry, but I would put it past the Order to try and use this to get me to be their precious Morgan Potter." She continues. "But the next thing we should think of is, what to do with the toad, because I don't want her here."

Finn tilted his head, "there is a lot we could do to the woman, Morgan. We could, give her to the Merpeople, we could give her to the Centaurs, the spiders could do with a feeding, or... we could just drive her out of the school, we have so many ways to get rid of her."

Morgan smiled, "you are correct brother dearest, so shall we plan tomorrow?" She asked turning to face him.

"We shall." Finn answers. 

"Sweet dreams, brother dearest." 

"Sweet dreams, sister dearest." 

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