She was the last of her line, according to her father. A natural parseltongue, and a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin.
Gaunt. The long lost Slytherin heir. The long lost phantom queen.
She was bred by her father to be determined, cunning, ru...
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"Mor, please tell me you are bluffing or just trying to get me back from our first time meeting in the train?", Cedric pleaded.
She shook her head and watched him solemnly as he gripped the roots of his hair in stress and annoyance.
"Oh, Merlin, we are going to battle bloody dragons. How? Tell me how are we going to do this?", he asked, and sat down clutching his head.
"I have a small idea of what I may do. It won't work for you though. I heard you are good at transfiguration charms. I have to go to the library and see how big a Patronus can get", she said.
Cedric's eyes widened. It was a good idea, but how would a simple Patronus defeat a dragon? He was sure Morrigan had more tricks under her leave, but right now he stared at her as if she had grown two heads.
"You'll see. If I can manage to investigate, then I may do it", she finishes, looking at his expression.
She had warned him that Potter would tell him also about the Dragons. Hagrid would take him to warn him about the task. If she wouldn't have followed Karkaroff, then Cedric and she would have been at a disadvantage. But, they had the upper hand. She was going to give them a spectacle.
She looked for Draco. The task was just two days away. She needed to prepare everything. She found him in the common rooms, talking with the thirteen. She leaned against the door frame, watching him order. His grey eyes mirrored her same determination.
"Pucey, Warrington, Flint, you are still on duty. Watch Moody closely. Mor and I have enough suspicions that he is not who he says he is. We just have to catch a glimpse. Bulstrode and Greengrass, your job consists of being your charming selves and gather intel about the tasks, their location, and all you can. Zabini and Nott, you are with me. We follow Karkaroff and Snape. They ought to know something. The rest of you are in the badge duty. Think of something to take the attention off Potter and to Morrigan. She needs to be on those headlines constantly, enough to prove to Voldemort that she's capable and useful", he says.
He rubs his head in stress. His fingers web in his platinum hair as the thirteen leave, staring at her and nodding. She seated next to him and delivered one single kiss into his hair.
"You are doing great, I wouldn't have thought of that last thing. Where are you going", she asks as he stood up to get his robes.
"I need to get information out of Potter, what another way to do it than by getting under his nerves. You know I like to do that, Mor. Walk with me, here", he says, stretching his scarf over her.
She smiles and takes his hand.
"The first task. Dragons, Draco. They will have us battle Dragons. I already told Cedric. I saw them. I sneaked behind Karkaroff in the woods. No, please don't worry. I know what I must do, you are doing beautifully with your part. Let me do mine", she pleaded, examining his worried face.
