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Cousins (#1)	By : BlueJuvenal Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 854 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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9:05 PM

Morgan felt as though she had never cast so many nonverbal counter-curses in her life, but she knew she had to press on or she would perish. Wedge, she saw, was sweating profusely. His fedora was long gone, and his once greased-back hair was sticking out in all directions. His burgundy suit was ripped in several places, but he persisted with his wicked attacks.

“You’ll never take me alive, sweetheart!” Wedge jabbed at the air; Morgan brandished her wand horizontally and deflected the curse. Her limbs were as nimble as ever; her vigor potion was serving her well. However, her eyes began to stray in and out of focus for the briefest of moments. She couldn’t believe it of herself, but she felt her confidence slip down a peg. Wedge smelled weakness and reared back for another attack.

He heard the rumble before Morgan did, but Morgan saw it first; behind her opponent came charging a wild pack of unicorns. Time slowed and Morgan heard her heart hammering inside her body. Wedge glanced backwards, and in that instant Morgan had her opening. She struck with her wand. She saw Wedge lift into the air, turn flat, and begin to spin violently around as if he were an airplane propeller. His wand flew out of his hand, and while it was still tumbling through the sky, Morgan took a righteous swipe at it; it turned a bright shade of green and then disintegrated into millions of molecules. Wedge hit the ground with a thud and stopped spinning. As he lifted his dazed head, the unicorns trampled over him; his body disappeared in a large cloud of dust and hooves. Morgan found herself suddenly in the path of the stampede. She lashed out with her wand once more, and just as the first horns were about to impale her, the unicorns bent their rampaging heads to either side and passed her. Once the animals were clear, she saw a foal near the top of the hill grazing on a clump of weeds, and her Muggle kinsman jogging down with a wizard’s wand raised above his head. She felt a surge of joy.

James saw Wedge lying in a bloody heap and rushed over to him. Morgan did the same. They both looked down at the flattened wizard, and James snorted.

“I think he’s actually still alive.”

Morgan bent over and examined her vanquished adversary. His skin was hideously lacerated in at least a dozen places, and Morgan could tell many bones were fractured, but she concurred with her cousin; he indeed was still alive. Unhesitatingly, Morgan stabbed his forehead with her wand and closed her eyes. The unicorns out of sight bellowed in despair. James shot his head up and looked toward the woods.

“What’s happening?”

“The animals have entered deep within the trees and have become immobilized by Wedge’s protective enchantments. I am attempting to dispel the wards along with all the magical defenses surrounding the compound.” After a minute passed, the whining stopped and James felt a tremendous vibration under his shoes. Morgan removed her wand from Wedge’s face and exhaled.

“It is done. The unicorns are free.” She looked at Wedge. “I will patch him up as best I can, but our job is not finished.” She glanced up towards the meth lab. James licked his parched lips.

“Fogerty.”

Morgan again stuck Wedge with the tip of her wand and his body became entombed in a skin-tight casing of stone. Only his mouth was unaffected by the curse. Morgan stood up and her fiery brows met in an angry point above the bridge of her nose. She turned on the spot and Disapparated into the summer night.

She reappeared in front of the meth lab’s dilapidated door. She cut a swath with her wand and the door blew off its hinges. Inside the lab were several tables lined up in a row. On each were many plastic bags, bottles full of transparent liquid, and small measuring scales. Heavy metal music was blaring loudly from a stereo on the floor. In the corner smoking a cigarette was a young man with shoulder-length hair, a weak chin, and a small moustache. He watched Morgan enter the room. As she crossed the threshold, he threw his cigarette on the ground. Morgan raised her wand, but he simply grinned at her. Morgan noticed his teeth were filed down to razor-sharp points, and his lips were punctured in numerous places. He looked at her with bright red eyes.

“Go ahead, sister! Give it your best shot!” Fogerty arrogantly cocked his head to the side after he finished speaking.

Morgan smirked and quickly brought her wand down; the freedom-stealing shackles again emerged, but as they cut their way towards their intended target, Morgan noticed his black t-shirt give an almost imperceptible twinkle. Her eyes widened in terrifying comprehension, but it was too late; the spell smacked Fogerty in the chest and rebounded back towards Morgan. Before she could raise her wand again, the chains wrapped themselves tightly around her entire body. She gave a cry and collapsed to the floor. Her wand fell from her grasp and rolled underneath one of the tables. The blaring music shook her skull as she lay defenseless. She watched Fogerty strut over to her and look down into her face. He smiled again.

“Nice tattoo, lady. Let’s see how it tastes.”

Morgan squirmed as Fogerty leaned into her and bared his barbaric, dripping teeth. He was about to make contact when Morgan heard movement from the doorway. She saw Fogerty look up and roar in rage. James was visible for only an instant before he threw Fogerty into a table. Several glass bottles smashed onto the floor and Fogerty fell onto his side. James pounced on him before he could recover his bearings. They wrestled for less than a minute before James had both his hands cuffed behind the leg of a table. Tears were streaming down Fogerty’s face as he writhed and thrashed about.

“Muggle scum! I’ll eat you alive, I will!”

James placed in Morgan’s bound hand his blond wand. She deftly tapped the sides of her impediment; the chains fell away and vanished. After James helped her to her feet, he gave her an ironic look.

“What were you saying earlier about underestimating Muggles?”

Morgan let this question pass and embraced her cousin in a long hug. James released her and looked down at Fogerty’s quivering form. He was still sobbing, and blood was gushing from his mouth where he had inadvertently bitten down on his lips and tongue. James crouched over him and sighed.

“Joseph Fogerty, you’re under arrest for the sale and distribution. .”

Morgan walked towards the exit as James read the young man his rights. She casually waved James’ wand behind her, and the stereo clicked off. Outside, she heard the crickets take up their peaceful refrain.
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