Like i said on my other one. I really do scare myself, but when i was writing the other one this idea wouldn't leave me and it tried to write into it. it didn't work so this plot bunny got its own story.

Harry had always known that after the final battle he had going to leave. Dumbledore had asked him to and so he would. There was no choice in his mind about it. However he had not warned Ron and Hermione about it therefore he could hardly blame them for what they did. He only told them in the last minute that they would not be able to get to him. He also left direct orders that they were not even allowed to try.

He had been born again and was named Merlin. When he went to Camelot he knew that he was going to have to be The Merlin that got Arthur on the throne. He watched from the sidelines as Arthur changed from a bully into a great man. He really would be a brilliant king.

Days after killing Nimueh he was sparring with Arthur when he felt something that chilled his soul. He dropped the sword immediately. He looked around Camelot, all the innocents that could die. Hoping that what he felt was not what he thought it was.

"No. No. He's not here. He can't be here. I bloody killed him. Light, this is not good. Why the hell is he here? Unless? Oh god they would have done… and if they weren't careful I expressly told them not to try and get to me for this very reason. Damn. I am so going to kill them for making me reveal myself. Not bloody good"

Arthur watched on in shock. His servant – no his friend, - suddenly stopped fighting he had stared around widely for a moment and then he seemed to collapse in on himself muttering. Arthur caught the last bit.

"I don't want to have to fight again. The knights have no chance, Damn."

Something was wrong and Merlin didn't think the knights of Camelot could cope with it. He was obviously suffering a delusion. He gave the swords to a guard standing nearby with orders to put them back in the armoury. He started to guide Merlin to see Gaius.

As they walked past the throne room they heard raised voices. Merlin suddenly straightened, he stopped leaning on Arthur and entered the throne room from the side door.

"We understand that you hate sorcery and those who use it and rightly so but we do not use sorcery, we use magic. We are here to fight against someone who does and if you do not let us. Everyone will die."

"And why should I listen to you?"

"You have no hold over us. But we need you to understand that your knights cannot fight this foe. They would not even be able to get close to him."

The two strangers were stood in front of the king.

Merlin had not seen, or heard, any show of respect, and this angered him. Were those two really that stupid – not only to come after him but to not show any respect to a ruler who could order there deaths.

It mattered not whether they were his subjects or not as the case may be, they were in his kingdom. And Ron and Hermione should know to give respect where it was due. He was not impressed and he would let them know it.

Arthur watched in shock as Merlin stepped out from the side and faced the two new comers.

"He may have no hold over you but I do." Merlin nodded to the king and then turned to face the strangers who visibly shrunk as Merlin stepped out. Immediately they knelt before him.

To begin with Harry had hated having people bow before him and the crown they had given him. He was not Voldemort, but he had understood why they did it. He was the one they had chosen to rule them.

The ministry had gone and they needed someone to take their place and that was him, Prince of Magic they called him. Saying only Merlin was above him – amusing really as he was Merlin. But, he would not fail his people. Even though they technically weren't his people anymore.

Arthur was confused they were not afraid of the king but they were scared of Merlin? How did that work. WHY were they bowing to his servant?

Merlin clicked his fingers and suddenly he was in the best amour Arthur had ever seen, on the chest piece was a beautiful bird which seemed to be rising out of the flames beneath it. He had a broadsword hanging from his hip. And a crown of what seemed like woven strings of gold on his head. This was not the same person that Arthur had been fighting earlier and yet apart from the way he held himself and the clothes he looked like his friend.

Merlin turned to the strangers who were knelt before him, after giving his respect to the king again he spoke.

"What the hell are you doing here? Sergeant Granger? Sergeant Weasley? Was I speaking English when I told you to stay put? Did I or did I not give you direct orders to stay there? To NOT try to get to me and to help the others? To make sure that every single bit of Voldemort was dead." He paced the throne room, when he finished he looked at the two strangers. They said nothing.

"Damn it you two. I'm your commander and your 'Prince of Magic.' It was a title you forced on me so show me the respect you thought I deserved. If I ask you a question I expect an answer. Weasley, Granger did I tell you to NOT follow me?" He shouted at them.

"Yes Commander Potter." They nodded

"Please tell me then why you decided to go against a direct order"

They said nothing but hanged their heads in shame.

"You will be punished for going against a direct order. You do know that?" They nodded.

"Right next thing. Tell me that what I felt today is not what I thought it was."

They stayed knelt in front of him with their heads hanged but they did not say a word. Once he had given them enough time to answer, he asked again. Completely in his role as commander of the phoenix and their Prince, a role he had not been in for twenty years. He may not have liked it but he held the position well. He really was made to govern.

"Sergeant Weasley. Why could I feel Voldemort today?"

"Well sir. We thought that we would try to find you" The red haired one mumbled

"Against my express orders" Merlin interrupted.

"Yes sir. It took time but we managed to find a spell that dated back to Merlin's era that could transport us but when we did this black shape seemed to go through before us. It was only when we got here that Sergeant Granger worked out what it was" Normally he would have used Hermione's first name but when he was talking to the Commander of the Phoenix and his Prince - not his friend, he did not think that would be a wise idea.

"Damn," He muttered "Another job for me to do, Granger."

"Yes sir."

"You'll have to let me know everything you can remember about that spell so I can write it down."

"Yes sir."

"As for your punishments." Merlin thought for a bit before speaking again. He did not want to act rashly and the punishments had to be fitting.

"For going against my orders you WILL be sent back no arguments about it. You will keep your memories so you can remember why I give you orders and the shame you have put on yourselves for not following them. You must learn there is a reason I say them. I know I don't always speak words of wisdom that's Granger's forte." He nodded his head in Hermione's direction

"But if I give you a direct order you MUST understand there is a reason for it, I told you to stay put because you are needed there. I do not need you here.

For not answering when I told you to, you will be placed in the stocks. The people here need to improve their throwing. I think target practice will do them good.

Finally for not showing respect to the king. Who could easily have you killed – magic or no magic - you are to do servants work for the next two days. I will decide who for later"

"Yes Sire." They nodded knowing that they were just punishments and that they did deserve it.

"And Ron, Hermione." They looked up at him confused at his use of first names. "It's good to see you again." He grinned at them.

He signalled for them to get up and faced the king.

"Sire." Merlin bowed to the king. The other two followed his lead and finally showed the king the respect he deserved.

Arthur stepped up to stand next to his father. He had put his crown on sensing that he was needed as the crown prince in this matter.

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