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There wasn't many times that Mother Magic told Morgan to leave the safety of Camalot to the modern Wizarding World let alone the Muggle World but as she walked down Privet Drive on the cold November morning she knew she was in the right place.
The baby that was laying out on the cold on the door step had blue lips as Morgan picked her up. The curse wound hadn't even been cured and was still oozing. Morgan tisked and healed it quickly while pulling the dark magic from it. The curse screamed before disappearing completely. Morgan twisted and disappeared from Privet Drive.
She landed in the near empty throne room in front of her partners. Merlin, Arthur, and Guinevere all looked up, startled at her sudden appearance. They had seen how cloudy their loves eyes had been all day and knew she was talking to the Mother. They weren't surprised when she had disappeared late in the night. I just knew to wait up for her. Whenever Lady Magic got Morgan involved, it usually led to big things.
Big things this time seem to be making them parents. Morgan walked slowly to them, cooing at the baby in her arms. The green eyed baby looked around, giggling ever so often as Morgan tickled her stomach lightly. Morgan stopped in front of them before she looked up with a said smile.
"Lily and James Potter are dead. This little one is their daughter, who was left on a muggle doorstep. Our Lady in far from pleased by this and as such sent me to collect her," she said to them.
"That's a long-winded way of saying we're parents now," Merlin joked as he gently took the little girl from Morgan. He wanted to get a better look at his daughter. She hissed happily at him, babbling words in the snakes tongue to him. He hissed back in turn to the chatty one year old.
"Welp, we will have to get the nursery set up again and inform our other children," Arthur said as he sent some servants to do just that. Soon, their four eldest came into the room.
Helga gracefully made her way up to her new sister with a smile. It had been so long since a new child was chosen to be a royal of Camalot, and this baby holds so much promise. Salazar was next to come up and hissed at the baby with their father. He has thought snake tongue had died with his descendant the night before, but it still thrived with her.
After those two stepped back, Godric came to see his new baby sister. He let out a hardy laugh as she grabbed his long berd. He could see her potential to be one of his loins. Rowena smiled from where she stood by her mothers. A little one is just what Camalot needed. It will definitely shake things up.
Mortimer ran in after his older siblings had gotten their fill of their new sibling. He had been sleeping when the servant came to tell him, and it was rather a battle to pull himself from bed. He came to a stop only slightly out of breath in front of his sister. The nine year old stared with wide eyes at her. She was adorable, and he said as much making his family chuckle.
Time moved how they pleased in Camalot, and the more time you spent in it, the less you aged. Mortimer had never left Camalot and never planned to. His siblings, however, left and built a school and had lives and families of their own, but they came back home, so outside of the safety of their home couldn't be all that great.
"What's her name, mother?" Rowena asked finally after they all settled again.
"Her birth parents named her Holly Potter, but the Mother had said that name will bring her down. So she has blessed her with a magic name. She will be known to us as Hadriana Le Fay," Morgan said with a smile at her youngest daughter.
"Welcome home, Hadriana," Salazar said as he ran a hand over her hair. She giggled softly before yawning.
"I will go and talk to the goblins about the Potter's and see if I can get her family history," Helga said softly as she excused herself.
Arthur took their daughter from Merlin and started to take the new Princess up to the nursery so she could rest. As the parents gathered in the nursery, watching as their new little one slept, they all thought of what's to come. They knew that she would be the end of their isolation, so they must begin to prepare.
Hadriana rested, peaceful not knowing the horrible plans that an old man was planning for her. She would grow up, unlike how he wanted. She would know of her family and her place in the Wizarding World. She is their Princess, after all.