Oh, Merlin

6.0

The end of term came around sooner than expected and in no time Morgan found herself saying goodbye to Harry as her, Hermione and Ron headed to Hogsmeade. Of course, they didn't know that at that very moment, Fred and George cornered the fourth musketeer and handed him The Marauder's Map. So, they were all surprised when they were hanging around at Unusual Tastes and he seemed to vanish out of thin air.

"You've learned to apparate."

"Course I haven't." Harry laughed and quickly showed them the map.

"Damn, Fred and George gave it to you?' Morgan quirked her eyebrow.

Harry looked from the map to her. "Yeah, how'd you know?"

"They've showed me before." She shook her head. "They really love it, it's how they pull most of their pranks off." She brought her hand up to rub his head with a cheeky smile. "So, they must really like you."

Harry rolled his eyes but smiled never the less. They then wondered the town for a while, pointing things out to Harry as they did. However, they eventually decided it would be best to head into The Three Broomsticks and grab a Butterbeer each.

So when they got in there, Ron volunteered to go get the drinks while the other three headed to the back, finding a vacant table between the window and a Christmas tree. They all sat down and shared some banter while they waited for Ron to come back with the drinks. When he did, they cheered to Christmas and each took a sip of the sweet liquid.

Their cheery mood didn't last long though, as almost immediately the door opened once again and Hagrid, Cornelius Fudge, Professors Flitwick and McGonagall stepped inside. Harry was instantly pushed under the table and Hermione moved the tree to cover them as the teachers took their seats. Madam Rosmerta then came to serve them their drinks, before joining in on their conversation.

Morgan, Harry, Ron and Hermione then listened in as they talked about Sirius Black. As they talked about Black being Harry's Godfather and as they also talked about how he was the cause of Lily and James's murder. Morgans heart broke at each word and Rosmerta then said something that spiked her attention even more.

"Well, how do you think Black even got into Hogwarts?"

It was Fudge who responded, talking like he had a bitter taste in his mouth. "I'd ask Y/N and Morgan L/N. If there's anyone who would be secretly helping Black, it's them."

Morgan missed the rest of their conversation, only hearing white sound as she saw all them leave the premises. What on earth did he mean? Why on earth would her or her mother be helping Sirius Black try to kill Harry?

Dinner that night was noticeably awkward, with Ron and Hermione glancing back and forth at Harry and Morgan nervously. Morgan just stuck to her food, her mind running to fast to even bother partaking in conversation. Why would she be helping a psychopathic murderer? Why would her mother help him? Was she hiding something from her?

By the time she had finally gathered all her thoughts, Harry had already retired to his bed. She sent Ron up to see if he was awake, as she wanted nothing more than to talk and reassure him that she had never even met Black. But Ron came back empty handed, stating that he must be asleep. Morgan didn't feel like talking to her other two friends about the issue quiet yet but ached to talk to a certain ginger boy. So, she dismissed herself from the common room and made her way up to the fifth year male dorms.

She knocked on the door twice and was met by an energetic 'come in'. The only people there were identical, but Morgan had no trouble telling them apart. "Hi George," she nodded at one boy and then turned to the next. "Fred."

George stood up from his bed, "I'll give you guys some room." He wiggled his eyebrows as he went to the door and opened it. "Be safe, kids." He then left, closing the door behind him.

Fred had a gentle blush over his cheeks, so gentle in fact that Morgan could only just make it out. "You okay? You look troubled."

Instead of verbally replying, she made her way over to his bed. He welcomed her with open arms, wrapping her up in a hug as she sat beside him. "If you don't want to talk about it, then we won't."

This was just one of the reasons she liked Fred so much. He could go from being the cheery, prankster, twin to a caring and sweet man. Of course, he only reserved this side of him for Morgan but she didn't know that and nor did she need to.

After spending several minutes in silence, with her head resting directly above his heart, she figured out what to say. "It's been a long day."

So, they stayed like that. Morgan listening to Fred's heartbeat as he rubbed comforting circles on her back, his chin resting on the top of her head. Somewhere between the dusk and dawn, they laid back on the bed and fell asleep, Sirius no longer on her mind.

The following day, Y/N sat down at the head table for lunch. A few students entered through the main doors, including her daughter, Harry, Ron and Hermione. She sent a smile to them and even waved, but was only met a meek reply from three of them and an angry glare from her offspring.

As soon as lunch finished, Y/N speed walked through the doors and after the four of them. It didn't take long to catch up, quickly wrapping her hand around Morgan's forearm.

"What's wrong?" She got straight to the point, knowing it was easier to not play around.

Morgan turned back to her friends, telling them to go on and that she would catch up later. She then pulled her mother into a spare room, usually utilised as a classroom.

"What's wr-"

Morgan cut her off, her voice snappy. "How do you know Sirius Black."

Y/N froze for a second, sucking in a deep breath. "I- uh- what do you mean?"

"Long story short, it's said that if someone is helping him, it's you." Morgan crossed her arms. "So, why would it be you?"

Y/N seemed to zone out for a second, before shaking her head. "I have no idea, Morgan."

"Promise?"

Y/N gulped, deciding that lying would be easier then spitting out the truth. "Promise."