#what really makes it so AGH is Jinx has told her SO MANY TIMES

[sage-nebula]

She still doesn't get it. She just doesn't get it!

Vi. Sweetheart. Bruiser with a head as thick as her fists. Your sister is not "gone." Your sister grew up. And, as all people do when they grow up, she changed. This is something she told you when you first reunited with her:

"Things changed when you left. I changed."

Of course, you dismissed her, saying she just did what she had to in order to survive. Which, yes, but also no. Six years passed between when you were taken from her and when you saw her next, and those were her formative years. Formative, meaning forming who she is as a person, a growing and grown person, because time moves ever forward and no one stays a little girl forever.

Now, does this mean you have to like the person your sister changed into? No. Certainly, your sister doesn't like you putting on an enforcer uniform to help oppress the people of Zaun so you can live a cushy life in Piltover with your new girlfriend. But she still IS your sister. Yes, she changed her name to one that lets her reclaim something traumatic from her past. Yes, she's decided to fully move on and look toward the future now. But her past is still part of her. She doesn't have dissociative identity disorder. "Powder" and "Jinx" were never two separate people. She's the same person, and always has been. She was only ever torn between trying to go back to her past life with you, or accepting her present and future — and she has chosen the latter.

But she is still, and always will be, your sister. Something she knows ("Finally got the name right, sister"), even if you, for some reason, have a very hard time understanding this very simple concept.

Get it together.

[lgvalenzuela]

In snakey matters don't sink your teeth

(Part one) (Part two)

Year 4

The hatstalls shared a train compartment as usual, their friends rotated to expend time with them. Most had shared letters so there wasn't much catching up on how the summer went, when the compartment got crowded, they were ordered to clear up.

Barnaby stayed with Morgana, even if they had exchanged letters as they promised, they could just talk for hours. Andre and Mercy shared a knowing look and a smirk and discreetly left the compartment, dragging Damien with them.

The couple didn't even notice they were left alone. Morgana was absorbed into Barnaby's words, talking about how he'd read Fantastic beasts and where to find them like five times that summer, and he already wanted to do it again. And Barnaby really didn't notice how much he missed Morgana's voice, so serene, so calm, filled you with peace.

He listened to her while she told him about the month Andre expent on her house, learning Quidditch techniques with her dad. Reached to his collarbone to scratch it and that's when she noticed:

"Barnaby...you have a scar..."

"What? Oh yeah" he covered it "It's from Ismelda's charm last year, man she really hit the target..." he scratched the back of his neck nervously as he saw Morgana's ever increasingly horrified expression "It's okay, it's okay, the nurse said it could have been worse if you hadn't helped with your healing magic" that didn't help

"It was Everete Statum, that's a charm, how did she even made it...do this?"

"Well she does have a talent for making not particularly offensive spells...offensive" he patted her head "It only itches a bit, it's okay I swear"

Morgana delicately put a hand on his cheek, and looked at him in the eye, he didn't know if he should feel even more nervous, or calmed, it was a strange mix of emotions:

"I trust you, but if you ever need assistance come see me, okay?"

He relaxed into her hand, she stroked his cheek gently and he melted:

"Of course" he said soflty

Morgana tried not to ponder much about it, but if she was good at something, it was overthinking.

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Mercy gave Rakepik the stink eye, trying to position herself in front of Morgana and Damien:

"I'm glad to see everyone returned. I expected at least one of you to cower in the face of competition" said the woman "I'm looking at you, Mr Copper"

"Please don't" he said trembling, holding to his robes for dear life, Damien grabbed his hand and smiled at him reassuringly

Rakepik smirked at the young griffindor, and dedicated a sly look to little Morgana, hiding behind her sister, Mercy growled quietly. Thay was...entertaining:

"What curse are you going to teach us tonight?" asked Ismelda, eager, rubbing her fingers

Rakepik looked at the sisters, and smirked to herself, she sruged:

"I won't be teaching you anything tonight, Miss Murk. You will be teaching one another"

Everyone whispered in confusion, until Bill was brave enough to break the silence:

"Curses?"

"Curses, charms, transfiguration, potions, punches..." she walked slowly examining the kid's reactions "I've never belived in putting restrictions on duelling..."

"Miss, you want us to duel each other?" asked Morgana

"As you well know..." she looked at her directly, ignoring Mercy's growls "It's highly unlikely you'll be able to enter a Cursed Vault without facing a fight. Duelling is the best way to improve your combat skills"

"Morgana doesn't go to the Vaults" said Mercy finally, getting in Rakepik's way

"But she went to the last one, as far as I know"

"It was to heal our injured friend" the hufflepuff explained

"Oh yes, I'm aware of the story" she looked at Ismelda, who looked down for a second "And tell me, Miss Canigula..." Morgana looked up "Don't you want to do something about it?"

"I..." Morgana hold Mercy's arm tight

"Nah, you don't understand, Morgana's such a pacifist, besides, she's a terrible duelist" explained Damien, Ben jabbed him "Hey! Am I lying?"

"Miss Murk, can you come to the front?"

Ismelda took out her wand with a smirk and her head high, Rakepik looked at the group:

"So, Canigula, how many more fights are your comadres going to fight for you?" she gestured to the duelling area

"You don't understand, Morgana isn't cut for this short of things, she has other qualities, she..."

Mercy continued talking, but Morgana's mind was elsewhere, she had a lot of time to think about herself, about her weaknesses, about Barnaby, and how weak he felt, and about his scar.

She walked past Mercy, put herself in front of Ismelda and took out her wand:

"Morgana..." said Mercy, worried, trying to intervene

Andre grabbed her arm and shaked his head, this was something their friend had to do on her own.

Ismelda examined Morgana, trembling, swallowing:

"This is for Barnaby" said her rival

The slytherin looked down, she looked at Merula, just a few steps away, her friend dodged her, stubborn, as confused as she was about the whole situation. She looked at the little ravenclaw again:

"When I'm done with you... I'll finish that traitor"

Morgana frowned. Rakepik observed the situation, sensing the genuine tension, this should be fun:

"Prepare to duel"

And just like that, Ismelda's wand was ejected from her hand, before anyone could react, Morgana made a hand movement and a wave threw Ismelda a few feet away.

She ran to her wand while Morgana examined her surroundings, nervously thinking about her next step:

"Non-verbal magic" said Aisling, impressed

"Where the fuck did she learn that???" shouted Mercy

Everyone turned to Morgana's cousins, Septimus and Aisling sruged, they really didn't know, could very well be a family thing.

Ismelda grabbed her wand just to get her head stuck on a pumpkin:

"You have to be kidding me, such a childish spell" she thought, wingardum lebiosa'd that thing away from her face and threw it to her opponent

"Incarcerous!" she yelled as Morgana avoided the pumpkin, now she had her right where she wanted "Bombarda!"

Morgana's friends were interrupted by Rakepik when they were about to intervene, but just because they saw Morgana standing up after falling on the ground:

"Should've taken a more offensive route" said Ismelda

Morgana looked at her straight in the eye, but she wasn't scared, she already knew her opponent could conjure non-verbal magic, the element of surprise wore off, she was about to cast another curse when Morgana made a third rapid movement and she started singing.

In the confusion Morgana run to her:

"Expelliarmus!" singed Ismelda

Morgana's wand flew off but that didn't stop her from running up to her and slap her right in the face, with her hand open, so suddenly that it slapped the cantus jinx right out of her.

Everyone's jaw dropped to the floor:

"Offensive enough?" asked Morgana

Ismelda completely dropped her wand and slapped her rival right back.

This threw Morgana off balance, and failed the both times she tried to punch her, facing her rival with both her fist in her hands she jumped straight up and landed her head on Ismelda's jaw with the weak full force of her whole body:

"Agh" Ismelda grabbed her chin

Morgana put both hands in her head, she was STILL the one getting more hurt, and right when she was about to try to land another lucky hit Mercy grabbed her wrist:

"That's enough"

(@brothergrimm71 and @elefseija 's ocs are briefly mentioned

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