Hey there! This is an AU story, involving a crossover between Harry Potter and the BBC TV show Merlin. In this story, it is set during the fifth Harry Potter book, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, and follows the general plot, but not really...if that makes sense :) For Merlin, you don't need to have watched any episodes or anything like that, nor is it set during a particular series or episode. I have merely used some of the characters from the tv show, and those characters are based off of the Legend of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. You really only need to know the general idea of the legend, and know that the characters I've used are based off of the personality and appearance of the TV show, but that is all.

Now, after all that long-winded explanation, onto the story. I don't own anything, as Harry Potter and all the associated characters and plots belong to JK Rowling, and Merlin belongs to BBC and the tv show people.

Spoilers for Harry Potter, not for Merlin, not yet at least.

Enjoy :) And please review! Let me know your thoughts, good and bad.

Updated*

Anon: First off, thank you for pushing past this chapter and reading the rest, I am happy you found it enjoyable still, and am appreciative for your review, letting me know about the problems with this chapter. I've changed this chapter, and realized your idea of hinting at it vaguely, then actually describing what is going to happen later on is a much better way, so hopefully this has improved, and you like it a lot better now. I only changed it a little, so if you still feel as if something is wrong with it, feel free to let me know, and I'll try to work out the problems with it again :) Thank you for being honest

Chapter 1

"Mum, I don't want to go. You'll be here unprotected. If I have to go, then come with me. Professor Dumbledore will look after you."

"You know as well as I that couldn't do that. You need to go to the school and you need to help them stop Voldemort."

"I know, but it does not mean you have to stay here unprotected."

"I will not be unprotected, everyone in the village will look out for each other. I will be fine, my son."

"And if you're not?"

"I will be."

Colin Morgan sighed and rubbed his eyes, slumping back in his chair at the table in the small kitchen. His mother was cooking dinner, his last home dinner for a while, and they were spending their last night together, as the next morning was Colin's first day at Hogwarts, and a man sent by Dumbledore was picking him up early morning.

His mother, Hunith, had soft blue eyes that were full of love and light, and her hair was a light brown colour, with wispy strands pulled back into a rough bun. Her face was wrinkled from laughter and sun, and her skin a tan colour.

Her son sitting near her had the same eyes, but other than that, he was completely different. His skin was a pale white that either burnt or refused to tan. His hair was black, messy and cropped short to avoid him having to tame it. His short hair failed to hide his ears that stuck out from either side of his head, much too large to look proportional, but he had hopes he would grow into them. His eyes were blue, like his mother's, but much brighter and sharper, capable of appearing bright with happiness, or sharp with wariness. He had hit his growth spurt last summer, and was now in a body that was much longer and lankier than he was used to, resulting in clumsy actions and accidents around him all the time. His arms and legs were long, lanky and bony, and looked far too awkward for his body, but he had yet to grow into them.

He did not want to leave his home to go to Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, especially because he did not need to learn anything the school could teach, he already knew. He did need to go though, to help protect Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived and the boy destined to kill Voldemort, to gain the boy's trust and to do all he could to right the imbalance in the world caused by Voldemort cheating death 15 years ago, and then the further shift created when the Dark Lord resurrected himself at the end of last year.

"Let's drop this now. Go finish packing all your things, I know of a few books we bought the other day that are still in the lounge room. We'll have dinner and enjoy our last night." Hunith told her son.

Colin stood and moved to do so, rolling his eyes and sighing heavily in mock-annoyance. "Fine."

The next morning Colin was up and ready to go, several minutes before the man, Sturgis Podmore, turned up.

"You've got everything?" Hunith asked, glancing at the school trunk as if considering opening it and unpacking it to check everything was there.

"Yes mum."

"Underwear?"

"Yes."

"Books?"

"Yes."

"Wand?"

"Yes."

"All in your trunk?"

"Yes."

Hunith sighed and smacked the back of Colin's head.

"Ow! What was that for?" Colin demanded, rubbing the spot that was now stinging slightly.

"It wasn't that hard, and your wand should be on you, not in your bag."

Colin sighed and stood, moving to his trunk. As he was rummaging through to find his wand, there was a knock, and Hunith answered it. "Hello?"

"Mrs Morgan? I'm Sturgis Podmore, Dumbledore's man." The man smiled politely at the woman, who smiled back.

"Please, call me Hunith. My son's just grabbing his stuff now."

Colin stepped up to the door, dragging his trunk behind him and the carrier for his cat tucked under his arm. "Hey." Colin grinned, "Good to see you again." Podmore had been the man who had picked Colin up to take him to Diagon Alley to get his school supplies.

"You ready to go?"

"Just let me say goodbye." Colin handed his trunk and carrier over, and Podmore placed them on a trolley as Colin turned to his mother and hugged her.

"Goodbye Colin." Hunith whispered.

"Bye Mum, I love you. If you need my help, I'll come straight away, remember that."

"I know, but I will be fine, I love you too. I know you'll complete your destiny." Hunith whispered into his ear. They pulled away, and she kissed his forehead, even though she had to pull him down to her level to do so.

"Goodbye." Colin kissed her cheek one last time and gripped Podmore's arm, as the man disapparated, taking the boy with him.

TBC