Harry Potter: son of Morrigan

Chapter 1

James Potter closed the tome he was reading and took a deep breath. His family would surely not approve of his actions, but he would not abandon Lily because of a curse cast upon her. At least this way he got to stay with his wife and the Potter line would continue. He stood and stretched, feeling every bone in his spine pop satisfyingly. Looking up at the Grandfather clock in the wall, he sighed.

It was after midnight. Lily would be asleep by now. He knew she wondered what he was planning, but he couldn't tell her. He knew summoning the Morrigan from the void was risky, but the creature had a reputation for guarding her children and insuring no harm came to them. With the war against Voldemort getting more dangerous by the day, James wanted to insure the heir to the Potter line would have all the protection possible.

He looked around the Potter family library. Hundreds of bookshelves lined the room stretching from floor to ceiling. There was a record of just how many books were here, but James had no idea where it was. Looking down at the cracked leather of the book in front of him, he flipped it back open and flipped through the pages.

Coming to the page he wanted, he stared down at a painting of a woman with long black hair, pale skin, and blue eyes. If the artist's rendition was to be believed, every feature was perfect. There was not a scar or wrinkle to be seen. James began to read the text below the picture.

**HPSM**

Of all the beings in Muggle and wizarding legend, none is more mysterious than the Morrigan. Some legends call her the queen of shadows, some wizards and Muggles believe her to be a goddess. The information of what she was and where she came from has been lost if it was ever known.

What is known is those that call Morrigan from her prison in the void have reported that she is always a creature of honor. She will keep her word with no deception. However, those that summon her report a price to be paid. None have yet said what this price is, but most question if having their desires met was worth it in the end.

**HPSM**

James turned the page and saw the incantation. He was surprised that this was it. There was no preparation, no ingredients that had to be mixed, no wand movements that had to be practiced, just a simple line of ancient text.

Folding his hands, James bowed his head and began to chant. Each word fell like a stone into still waters. He could feel the magic around him shifting and rippling. As the last syllable left his lips, James waited with baited breath. What if Morrigan was truly a monster? What if he had summoned an evil greater than Voldemort into his home? Only now, after the spell was cast, did he allow himself to wonder if it was actually worth it.

Moments past and nothing happened. No creature appeared. There was no flash of fire or twisting of shadows. No voice spoke to him asking the boon he desired. With a frustrated growl, James closed the book and turned towards the door.

Before he could take a step in that direction, the door swung open and Lily Potter, his wife stood in the frame. She smiled at him, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"James, what are you doing in here? It's after midnight, does whatever you're working on have to be done now?"

James picked up the book, and with a flick of his wand, banished it back to its shelf. "No luv, it's fine. It looks like it was a dead end anyway."

Lily arched one scarlet eyebrow, her green eyes sparkling. "What were you trying to do anyway?"

James shrugged and looked away. "Just stuff," he mumbled. He didn't want to bring up her infertility, not when she appeared to be in such a good mood.

"Stuff Huh," Lily said, walking closer. She slipped her arms around James and pulled him close. "We have ways of making you talk."

James turned back to face her and froze. Her normally green eyes were as blue as sapphires. They glowed faintly as if someone had lit a candle behind each eye. Her pale lips quirked up.

"Hello James, you did summon me, didn't you?" The voice coming from Lily's mouth was soft and rasping, like steel on leather.

James tried to take a step back, but Lily's arms were like two iron bands holding him in place.

"Now don't be like that," she chided. "You called me, so you must have had a reason. Now, tell Morrigan what you want, hmm?"

"Where is my wife," James demanded.

"She's here," Morrigan soothed. "She's still sleeping. I had to borrow her. Trapped in the void as I am, I cannot manifest in a physical form. I can only manifest by possessing a mortal. Her borrowed lips turned down in an expression of distaste. "Trust me; I don't like it any more than you do. Far too much like a devil for my taste."

"You mean you're not a devil?"

Morrigan shrugged Lily's shoulders. "I don't think so. "I can walk on hallowed ground, I'm not effected by holy water, and I have my own body."

"But what are you?" James asked.

Morrigan tilted her head, a thoughtful expression appearing on Lily's face. "I don't really know anymore. "I know I am older than your little race. I guess you can think of me as an Old one. I walked among you once and you did not recognize me. Some of your magic wielding brethren worshipped me as a god, but I never claimed to be such. My race can still be slain and gods cannot." She clapped her hands together. "This is not what you wished to ask. My time in this world is short. Ask your Questions, James Potter and I will do what I can to aid you."

"The book spoke of a price," James began.

"Perhaps there will be one," Morrigan said. "I shall not know until I know your request. Know this, it will not be one that I set, merely what must be paid to adjust the balance. Even in arcane matters, you cannot receive something for nothing."

James took a deep breath and braced himself. It was too late to back out now. Whatever the price was, it would have to be paid.

"I am the last of my line. If I die without an heir, the Potter line will go extinct. My wife is infertile. However, I shall not leave her to find another. I love my wife and do not wish to toss her aside for something she has no control over."

Morrigan's black eyes glowed slightly brighter. "Interesting," she purred. "You wish me to aid you in having a child."

"Yes," James said. "Can you do this?"

"Oh yes, although this will be the first time I ever mated with a mortal. Your son will be my firstborn son."

James's eyes widened. "Mate with you?"

Morrigan ran her hands down Lily's body, tweaking her nipples as her hands passed over her breasts. "I am not God," Morrigan said. "I cannot make a child appear without the proper… ingredients. You wanted to know the price, well here it is. "You must mate with me if you are to have a child. Take heart, this is your wife's body, she is just not the one in the driver's seat."

Suddenly, Morrigan's eyes changed from blue to green. "Do it, James," Lily's voice said.

James stumbled back and sank into a chair. "Lily," he whispered.

"Do you think you are the only one to skim the library? I came across that book ages ago, but I lacked the courage to use it." She smiled. "You didn't. Do it, this way our son will have the best protection possible."

Lily's eyes turned glowing blue again. "There, you have your wife's permission. Although, I am surprised. I didn't think anyone was strong enough to do that." She tilted her head, like a bird eyeing a worm. "I would have been curious if Lily had used the spell in the book." Her eyes gleamed. "It would've been interesting to be a Father."

"How do I know that was really Lily?" James asked.

"You don't, not until after I am gone. Now, make your choice. Do you want a son or not?"

In answer, James stepped forward and drew her into a deep kiss.

**HPSM**

Far underneath London, in an office that didn't officially exist, detectors that monitored magic flared brightly before exploding.

On an island far out at sea, rotting skeletal creatures lifted their heads and let out rattling laughter.

**HPSM**

James shifted in the bed, feeling a warm body snuggled against his side. Smiling, he stroked his wife's hair absently. He heard a slight groan. Turning to face her, he froze. Morrigan's blue eyes stared at him.

"What?" he spluttered, nearly falling out of bed.

"Trust me lover," Morrigan said. "I am as surprised as you are. I didn't expect to still be here, but you will be pleased to know that the child is conceived." She let out a happy sound. "Oh the power he possesses. I can feel it flowing through me. For the first time in countless centuries, the mortal and immortal have become one."

"Lily," James murmured.

"Relax boy, she is still here, but it appears that I am trapped in this body until our son is born."

James swallowed. "Can you pose as her for the next nine months?"

Morrigan let out a laugh. The sound was like the scream of a raven. "Nine months, our child will take a year to be ready to come into this world."

James's heart sank. Would it be so long before he saw his wife again?"

"Tell you what," Morrigan said. "I shall relinquish control of this body back to Lily. I am here to watch over the child and that is what I shall do."

James sighed in relief. "Thank you," he murmured.

"But," Morrigan hissed. "If you ever harm our child in any way, or knowingly place him in mortal danger, I will end you. Is that understood?"

James shivered. Morrigan's blue eyes seemed to stare into his very soul.

"Agreed," he whispered.

"Good," Morrigan hissed. Her eyes changed from blue to green.

"Lily?" James asked hesitantly.

"Yes," Lily croaked. "She's still here, but I can feel it." Tears ran down her face. "Our baby. I can feel him growing inside me."

James's lips quivered. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea this would happen."

"Shh, now we have a son. That is what matters. I was here last night. This is not exactly a possession. It's more like a temporary merger."

At the moment, I know all she knows and vice versa. Did you know that wizards aren't human. They weren't called wizards long ago. They were once known as magi. Apparently, they were altered long ago and became more than human."

"Fascinating, but not really important at the moment. Are you sure you're alright with this?"

Lily kissed him passionately and swung one leg over his waist. "Perfectly fine. Now, how about showing me if you're up to giving your wife a ride."

James's hands gripped her hips. "I think I can manage that," he said as she eased down on top of him.

**HPSL**

Lily entered the ministry that morning to find everyone in a panic.

"What's going on?" she asked a woman heading to the fireplace.

"Something about the detectors in the Restriction of Underage Magic office exploding last night," she said without looking around.

Lily felt the Morrigan's chuckle inside her head. She shuddered. Despite what she had told James, she didn't know if she liked sharing her body with this thing for the next year. It may be easier if it wasn't so clearly inhuman.

Obviously sensing her thoughts, Morrigan chuckled again. "Your husband could've summoned anyone, but he summoned me. Why do you think that is?"

Lily ignored her, touching her belly. She would put up with a lot to hold her own child in her arms, even if that meant sharing a body with a goddess of death.

**HPSM**

One year later, Lily lay in Saint Mungos, sweat pouring off her body. The pain in her lower abdomen was excruciating.

She screamed and thrashed on the bed. She felt something moving inside of her.

"Push now," the Healer said.

Lily bore down with all her strength. She felt something being pulled from her and sighed in relief. The high pitched wail of an infant filled the room.

"It is a boy," the Healer said, laying the child on Lily's chest.

Lily looked down at the baby lying on her breast. He had a head full of auburn hair. Gently, she shifted the baby so she could nurse him.

For a moment, his eyes were a piercing blue. Slowly, they changed from blue to the same emerald green as hers. They stared up at her. She felt someone come up beside her.

"He looks like you," James whispered.

"Yeah," Lily murmured. "He even has my eyes."

Suddenly, she gasped, stiffening. "No," she whispered.

"Lily," James said urgently. "Lily, what is it?"

Lily's eyes rolled back in her head and she went still.

Lily," James screamed.

At the sudden noise, Harry began to cry.