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Chapter Five:
Parseltongue
September 17, 1989
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'Italics'- writing in the diary.
"Normal speech"
"~Italics~" Parseltongue
Italics- thoughts

Morgana was outside it was her turn to tend to the flower garden, the children were each assigned a day and it was her day. Her day had been going pretty well, she had yet to be bothered by any of the other kids which in Morgana's eyes was a good day.

The Potter girl had just about finished in the garden when it happened she saw a black garden snake slither by her, any of the other children would have been frightened but not Morgana she smiled at the little creature, the 9-year-old had always loved snakes "hello there little snake."

The snake stopped and looked at the human "~It hasss been a really long time sssince I've met a ssspeaker.~"

Morgana's eyes widened when she heard the snake speak "~you can understand me? I can talk to snakes?~"

"~Yesss you can young ssspeaker... it hasss been a pleasssure meeting sssomeone that could underssstand me.~"

"~ okay bye little snake, thank you for helping me find out that I could talk to snakes.~" The snake slithered on its way after their little conversation and Morgana was left to finish her chore, which she did and as soon as she was done she almost ran back to her room to grab her diary, it was still relatively early and that was her last chore of the day.

Once she had her diary and a pen she made her way back outside and sat underneath a tree opening the diary.

'Hey, Tom... you'll never guess what just happened to me.' The writing faded as Tom read it and then wrote a reply back.

"what happened Morgan?' He would admit it but over the course of the few months since the Potter girl found the diary he had begun to care for her but not in a romantic way that would be weird he may be 16 but she was still a child it was more platonic maybe like a little sister which was ironic because neither of them knew that his older self was her father.

'Okay so as I mentioned this morning it's my day to work in the flower garden and as I was finishing up the cute little black snake just slithered by me so I said hi to it, not expecting anything to happen but it stopped and looked at me and well it understood what I said... I can talk to snakes Tom, snakes... how cool is that?'

The Teenager had read what she had written and thought hmm maybe she's a witch I mean I've never known a muggle to be a Parselmouth 'You're a parselmouth... interesting.'

She blinked in confusion not recognizing the term but shrugged 'is that why I can talk to snakes then?'

'Yes being a parselmouth, means you can speak parseltongue, which is the language of snakes, I'm one as well... it's rather a rare ability to have especially in Britain...'

'Really? Does that mean that they're right about me not being normal? They whisper but don't quite realize that it's not really a whisper or maybe they just don't care, if I can hear them, Madam Corvin says it's because my eyes are an unnatural color of green a shade she's never seen before.'

'I think you might be a witch Morgan, you're newfound ability isn't something I've seen or heard of happening in muggles (people with no magical abilities), and sometimes being different doesn't make you weird, I was in your place once, I was quiet, kept to myself tried to stay out of people's ways but in their eyes along with the unexplainable things that happened around me, I was weird and too quiet so they picked on me, called me names and pushed me around. One way to get them to leave you alone is to make them fear you, worked for me. How would you describe the color of your eyes?'

The 9-year-old bit her lip, and thought about some of the unusual things that happened sometimes when she got upset that she couldn't explain 'so does that mean you're one too then if you have the same ability? and that is easier said than done really, I'm not intimidating at all, definitely not enough to make them afraid of me and I don't know how to describe it... is it possible for you to come out of the diary? I feel like it would be easier if you could see it for yourself?'

'I'm a Wizard, yes and it's not hard to do with magic, you just have to try and connect with it and then you can claim it as accidental magic and no one would know that you can control it, I can help you with that and yes but only for a little while maybe 10 minutes. But you will be the only one that can see and hear me so might want to make sure no one else will be around, just sit the diary down beside you and I'll do the rest.'

Morgana looked around and no one else was around and sat the diary on the ground beside her and a minute later a boy with curly dark hair and emerald green eyes popped up beside her wearing a black robe with a green and silver tie and green embroidery on it "Hello Morgan."

She smiled at him "Hi Tom."

He looked at the girl and took note that her eyes were a bright green that looked very similar to the color of the killing curse "you're eyes are indeed an unusual shade of green to the muggle world at least but that isn't a bad thing Morgan, it just makes you stand out."

The Potter girl looked at him "you really think I could be a witch?"

Tom nodded at her "I do, have you ever done something 'strange' that you can't explain?"

Morgana looked at him for a moment before she nodded "yeah a few times when I got upset things would happen that I have no clue how they happened."

"That is called accidental magic, every young witch or wizard has bouts of accidental magic that usually happen in times of distress... now we can test it if you'd like?"

The girl nodded "okay how do we do that?"

He pointed to the stick that was laying on the ground in front of them "okay we'll start with something simple. That stick I want you to focus on it and make it levitate, think the words Wingardium Leviosa, that is the incantation of the levitation charm or you can say it out loud if you wish whichever you think would be easier for you, now you're gonna want to take a deep breath and clear your mind, you should feel a warmth inside of you when you connect with your magic."

She took a deep breath and let her mind go calm and then she focused on the stick and just like Tom had said she felt a warmth swirl around her inside and out, she thought the words Wingardium Leviosa and then she instinctively reached out with her magic towards the stick and it started floating off the ground slightly. Once the stick was back on the ground she looked at him.

Tom smiled at her "you are definitely a witch Morgan and I can teach a few things until time for you to go to Hogwarts which is a school in Scotland for witches and wizards, I went there, do you remember what I said to you after you found my diary?"

She thought back to the conversation they had and nodded "the Slytherin thing?"

He nodded "yes that, Slytherin is one of the houses at Hogwarts, the home of the cunning and ambitious, it was my house and from what I've seen of you in the past few months I feel like you'll be a snake too, you're cunning and know-how to manipulate a situation to come out in your favor. There are four houses Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin, you could be a Ravenclaw as well with the way you love to learn things but I think your Slytherin qualities will overpower the others."

She nodded taking in the words "So when does one go to this school?"

"You will get your letter shortly before you're 11th birthday and if the rules are the same then a professor from the school will bring you your letter and explain everything to you and take you to get your school supplies so it would be a good idea to act like you know nothing about any of it during that time since it would be more suspicious if you knew since this is a muggle orphanage that gets the occasional magical child, but I am going to teach you what I can until the time comes."

Morgana smiled at him "Thanks, Tom."

He nodded at her "well times up time for me to go back into the diary and when we do your magic lessons I can bring you into the diary as well for some of it."

"Alright Tom, I'll write you later since it's almost time for Dinner." then he disappeared back into the diary and Morgana closed the diary and walked back into the orphanage she placed the diary back into her hiding place for it and was called for dinner.

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Welp my girl knows she's a witch and can speak parseltongue now XD There is one more chapter before we get into her getting her letter and stuff like that (:  I also have the next two chapters after this one written anyway I hope you guys enjoy the chapter 💚.