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. Wake up. We've got the pink gremlin first period. We only have fifteen minutes for breakfast", grumbled Daphne Greengrass.
Morrigan stretched herself resembling a cat and dressed in the emerald clad robes. She grinned back to Daphne as they joked all the way towards the great hall.
Blaise smirked as he pushed toast and eggs to a hungover Morrigan. She cursed him for making her drink that much. Never in her life did she imagine she would be drunk on her first day at Hogwarts. Now that Seamus and Mala are not here, she felt liberated. She was going to keep her spot of top ot the year.
That was one thing Albus Dumbledore did not give to her. He appointed Draco and Millicent as Prefects. He knew that giving the prefectship would give Morrigan too much power. She resented him because of it, but she was going to prove to him that even without a badge, she could control way more.
She left the hall to retrieve her bag and upon leaving, an arm was flung around her shoulder.
"Fancy seeing you this beautiful morning Mor, how is your hangover?", Fred Weasley asked.
She scoffed and pushed his arm off. She grinned and shook her head.
"Hangover is nonexistant", she tried.
He laughed and ruffled her hair. She grumbled impolitely and he continued to laugh.
"Now, it's rude to lie. Here. I always take this after a night of drinking. Don't tell your friends. George and I made it", he says, pushing a vial into her hands.
She smiled and nodded in gratitude. She walked towards the common room and he followed. Sh eyed him confused.
"Is there a reason why you are following me, Weasley?", she asked with one eyebrow raised in challenge.
He shrugged and gestured to the potions corridor.
"Well Mor, I have potions first period, so technically I am not following you. But I need to warn my new friend and new investor to stay clear from the herbology corridor if you don't want to smell like dung for a week", he said, saluting her and walking towards his class.
She smiled and laugh, saluting him back in return.
She muttered the password to Slytherin, when Draco called out her name. She stilled and turned to him.
"Mor. I don't care what you have to say. Meet me at the astronomy tower today after curfew. Please", he says pleadingly.
She only nods and walks into the room letting out a breath. She was distancing herself from Draco because she needed to protect him. It was all for him.
She walked into DADA where a Dolores Umbridge smiled at her. She gestured for a seat in the top of the class, but she shook her head, wanting to seat at the end of it. She wanted to observe everything from here.
