Dark Souls, The Journey Home | By : shellylynnc Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2311 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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JK created this wonderful universe. I’m just using it for my own licentious reasons...
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“Chocolate eclair,” Dumbledore spoke and the marble eagle turned to reveal the staircase. Morgan and
Snape followed him into the office reluctantly. The old wizard sat at his desk quietly ruffling through
paper and Professor Rheged walked slowly over to Fawkes. As the bird opened it’s mouth to screech
she pulled something out of her pocket and held it up. The Pheonix nudged it with it’s beak reluctantly
before beginning to nibble.
“I must say it’s about time you two made friends,” the old man smiled.
“He does not live on either grain or herbs, but only on small drops of frankincense and juices of
cardamon. I read that in an old Latin poem and thought I’d give it a try.” She reached up and gently
stroked the feathered head, “in the ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead the Pheonix are the keepers of
the Tablet of Destiny, the book of all things which have been and of all things which shall be.” The
woman turned to stare intently at the Headmaster, “I wonder sir if you are privy to a few of those
‘things which shall be’ hmm?”
Dumbledore laughed at that, “if I told you it wouldn’t be a secret now would it? Lets get on to the order
of most import. Severus says that Voldemort has ordered you to marry. I must say this is an unforseen
conclusion to our little scheme isn’t it? Do either of you see any way around it?” As they spoke ‘no’ in
unison the old man’s eyes started to twinkle mischievously. “Well then I guess we have a wedding to
plan,” he clapped his hands together. “Not that it’s any of my business I think you two make a fine
couple.” The Headmaster took in the flush that stained Morgan’s cheeks and continued, “the students
will be leaving for the holiday Friday so I think Saturday would suit our needs just fine. We’ll rearrange
Professor Snape’s rooms to accommodate the two of you if that is acceptable? Good, and Morgan,”
he gazed at her hopefully, “a wedding is customarily a time for families to come together in peace and
happiness. If you would be willing to humor and old man and speak to Minerva? She’s a good woman
and I have reason to believe that the incidents of the past are ready to be set aside.”
Morgan was apprehensive to agree to what the old man asked but she found herself shaking her head
in agreement. This was all so overwhelming, in a few days she would be Mrs. Severus Snape.
“Very well then shall we say five o’clock right here? That is I’m assuming you want me to officiate?”
“I would have been offended had you not offered sir,” Severus said offering the old man a slight smile.
He’d been like a father since he’d come to the Order so many years ago and had been his only true
friend until now. Morgan, he thought with a silent sigh. At times she grated on his nerves with her biting
sarcasm and gods forbid he hoped she could tolerate his own forked tongue.
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Morgan decided to get her confrontation with her aunt over with yet stood reluctantly outside her
classroom door. Finally she got her nerve up and walked up to the office door knocking softly. She was
half hoping Minerva wouldn’t be there when the door opened. Instantly the soft look on the elder
professor’s face bristled.
“Professor Rheged is there something I can do for you?” she asked sharply.
“I’ve come to see if we can bury the hatchet.” Well nothing like just blurting it out.
“Then you’d best come in. I think I’ll need a glass of sherry would you like one?”
Morgan walked into the perfectly clean and arranged room eying the large vase of flowers on the desk,
“do you have anything else? Wine? I’m not overly fond of sherry.” She fingered a soft petal, “are these
from Dumbledore?”
“That is none of your business,” she replied tersely.
“I’m getting married.”
“What? Married,” she stammered, “who, when?”
“Professor Snape Saturday at five.”
The older woman gaped open mouthed for a long moment. Finally she came to sit beside Morgan on
the couch, “that is wonderful if a bit sudden. I hadn’t been aware the two of you were even seeing each
other but then Severus is not man to make such a thing public knowledge.”
“We haven’t actually been dating. It ah, we were ordered to marry.”
The look of excitement on Minerva’s face turned to one of concern, “oh, Morgan.”
She placed a comforting hand on her aunt’s arm, “it’s really not that bad. Snape and I get along fairly
well and honestly I do have hopes that we could make a real go of it.”
“So there is something between the two of you?” she asked incredulously.
“Well no not really. Not yet, but he’s a good man and I have to admit I’m quite drawn to him.”
“You’ve been drawn to him before and if I recall correctly you were hurt very badly.”
“Can you believe he doesn’t even remember that?”
“What? You were devastated and he doesn’t even remember?”
“Nope and I’m not ready to drudge it up either. He’s a man now Minerva and he’s different. He’s
strong and courageous and gentle at the same time, when he took me in his arms-”
“I thought you said there was nothing going on?”
“There’s not, he was just keeping me warm and then we were dancing...”
“You danced with Severus Snape?”
Morgan giggled, “that I did and he’s a great dancer, taught me everything he knows.”
Her aunt snorted, “that is something I’d pay dearly to see.”
“I’ll say it was heavenly for me. Anyway we need to talk. We’ve needed to talk for a long time now to
lay this animosity to rest if we can.” The elder woman nodded and let her continue, “I have done many,
many things that I regret deeply. I was a bitter child and a bitter hungry young woman and made all the
wrong choices for the wrong reasons. My parents were wonderful people, my father was the greatest
man to walk the earth and I loved them dearly. I still love them Minerva and if I could go back and
correct my mistakes I would. All these years I’ve lived in misery for what happened and nothing I ever
do or say will change what happened.” Tears started to fall down Morgan’s cheeks while she stared at
her lap. “ As much as I try to do to attain for my sins, my work for the Order, there is nothing that will
ever clear them from my soul. I’ve never been what you wanted, never the faithful little Gryffindor you
sought me to be. Never the good loving little girl. My heart breaks every day and if it weren’t for
Dumbledore you know I’d be dead by now. If he hadn’t sent me to Tibet to stay with the Buddhists my
soul would not have continued on. I deserve your hate. I deserve it all and yet I ask if you could find it
in your heart to forgive me, please.”
Morgan looked up at her aunt finally to find her own face strewn with fresh tears. Minerva took her
hands, “I’ve never hated you, not truly. I was just so hurt so lost and I said some horrible things to you
my dear. Your father and my sister were my life and I loved them very much. I love them still and I love
you as well. I never stopped loving you and I myself made the mistake of letting you go. There have
been so many times that I wanted to send you an Owl begging you to come back but you had changed
so much I felt like I didn’t know you anymore. I didn’t want to impose on your life. So many years
went by and you didn’t write. I thought you must not want anything to do with a foolish old woman.”
Professor McGonagall grabbed her tightly in her arms and they clung together as sobs racked them.
“I’m so sorry Morgan I should have been there for you when you needed me.”
“Are we ok? Are we back together now, family?”
“Yes we are back together my child and I’ll not be letting you go again I promise.”
“I was so scared that you’d shun me but I’m so glad Albus asked me to come.”
Minerva wiped her eyes, “Albus that silly old man. Always nosing into other people’s business bless his
heart.”
“He is a wiley old guy isn’t he?” Morgan noted the color staining her aunt’s cheeks at the mention of the
Headmaster, “and ah, he’s pretty cute too isn’t he?”
“Morgan,” she said with a shocked expression that soon turned to a mischievous grin, “as a matter of
fact he is fairly attractive for an old geezer isn’t he. Rather good at staying on top of things for his age if
I might say so.”
Morgan looked at her aunt for a moment before her lips opened in a silent oh, “Minerva is that a double
sided comment? Dear me,” she said fanning herself at the though of the Headmaster staying on top of
things. “So he did give you those flowers didn’t he?”
“Every week like clockwork. Albus is a hopeless romantic and I love him very much.”
“So how come you two don’t get married?”
“At our age what’s the point? No, thank you we’re doing quite well as is. Back to your wedding, I
happen to have your mother’s wedding dress. I’ll bring it by tomorrow, it was your grandmother’s you
know.”
“I’ve seen pictures it was a lovely dress.”
“You’ll be a beautiful bride.”
“You know Snape pretty well do you think there’s a chance that I could make him happy, as a wife I
mean?”
“My dear Morgan as well as I know Severus I can honestly say there is no one I’ve ever met more
suited to him than you. You two are so very much alike in many ways I’ve no doubt you’ll get along
well. Severus needs someone to care for him, to love him and someone he can care for in return. I can’t
say if he is a man capable of love though my dear only time will tell that. Severus though is a man faithful
to a fault, he will not let you down if he truly cares for you. I think the two of you will be happy,” the old
woman said stroking her niece’s hair as she held her head next to her chest. “I love you Morgan, never
forget that.”
“And I love you too.”
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Saturday came very soon for the nervous DADA instructor. Aunt Minerva came to help her dress and
prepare.
“Oh dear, I think I’m more nervous than you,” she said watching her niece don the white gown.
“That I sincerely doubt.”
“That is lovely on you,” Minerva eyed the simple dress. It had a square neckline and tied just below her
bust to flow gracefully to the floor in shimmering waves. “Now for your hair,” with a flick of her wand
Morgan’s hair swept up in a graceful loose bun with ringlets cascading around her face. Professor
Sprout had miraculously come up with some daisies in the middle of winter and these were neatly
arranged in a crown around her head with a few left over to carry. “You look beautiful my dear.”
Morgan let her aunt turn her to the mirror to find that she did look very nice indeed. Perhaps not quite
beautiful but good enough she thou “Oh, I almost forgot,” she went to grab the sapphire pendant
that had been her mothers and asked the other woman to clasp it.
“This has been in our family for generations you know, past on from mother to child for hundreds if not
thousands of years,” the old woman fought back her tears as she spoke.
“Ok I’m ready. Shall we?’ she asked holding out her hand.
“Lets.”
The two held hands to the Headmaster’s office and made up the stairway. Dumbledore stood in his fine
dress regalia and Morgan did not miss the shy glance that passed between them. Severus was already
there. The beauty of the man took her breath away. Gone were the robes, he was clad in a very finely
cut frock coat with his tell tale white collar poking out from underneath. His hair was brushed and
shined in the flickering candlelight and he stood with his hands clasped as he waited. Wow, she thought,
what a man. What a gorgeous hunk of man. She couldn’t help the look of adoration in her eyes as he
came to stand beside her.
“Well now if I might say so you two make a fine pair.” The headmaster’s eyes shone as brightly as he
smile upon the couple. “Would you like the long drawn out ceremony, the short one or the very short
one?”
“Very short,” Morgan and Snape spoke in unison.
“Ah yes then lets begin. Yada yada yada everyone wants you to be happy and no one objects. Do you
Morgan Le Fay Rheged take this man Severus Bedale Snape to be your wedded husband for ever,
though all of his foul moods, quiet sulking, nasty rantings and-”
“I do!” Morgan responded cutting him off.
“Oh! Yes, ok then. Severus Bedale Snape do you take this woman Morgan Le Fay Rheded to be your
wedded wife in sickness and health through her nail biting, Slytherin punishing, sarcastic nagging-”
“I do!” Severus consented also stopping the man’s words.
“Ok, then put the rings on each other.” Snape placed his ring on Morgan’s finger gazing into her eyes
deeply as he did so and then the lady did likewise. “I now pronounce you husband and wife.” He
clapped his hands once loudly, startling the three in the room, “all right now lets have a nice snog shall
we?”
Morgan looked into those dark eyes and she was mesmerized as his hand gently cupped her chin and
his lips touched hers so softly. The feel of those lips on hers was heavenly until the sobs from her aunt
separated them. She quickly went over to hug the older woman who only started crying harder.
“Now, now Minerva let these two go,” he said putting his arm protectively around his woman. “I’ve
arranged for your things to be taken to Severus’ quarters and dinner will be sent there as well. Have a
lovely evening you two and now get the hell out so I can have some time with my own girl.”
Morgan flashed a knowing grin at Snape and they headed for the door and quietly down the hall and
into their new home.
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I couldn’t resist doing the Dumbledore thing here...Lol
OddDoll...you might just get what you wish for..tee hee...I’m a big fan of sexual tension...
MadameSnape, I’m glad you like my portrayal of Morgan. I’m trying to make her realistic.
CursedOne, I do live for sarcasm...
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