Chapter 1: The Beginning

Messena had been sitting at an empty table in the back of the three bromsticks for over two hours now , slowly sipping on a butterbeer. She had been expecting someone, but now she was getting annoyed. It wasnt like she called upone him a lot, only every other decade would she call for a favor, maybe him to her(although he didn't like to say it but she was one of the few people in the world who knew who he was, he to her as well). To a person like them, a decade was the blink of an eye.

She eyed the room again, not seeing her friend, she got up and put one gold galleon on the table for the butterbeer and started leaving. Just as her high-heals clicked aganist the cobblestone street that lead out of the pub, he arived.

He was a tall man, although not to tall as to be called a giant but not short enough to be called any less. Around 5'10, with dark black hair that stoped just at his neck. His signature look of a red scarf and a brown jacket around a blue cotton shirt and dark pants with equaly dark boots. His pale skin and bright blue eyes ( although they lost the look of a chearfull young man a long time ago) hadn't changed from the first day they had meet, but that is only to be expected amoungst immortals.

She walked towards her old friend, putting one foot infrount of the other towards his direction as he stared at her.

She stopped right infront of him, looking stright into his eyes as she smacked him,hard, across the left cheek.

"WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR!" He yelled as his hand went up to sooth his shore cheek.

"For being late."Messena stated as she gave him the evil eye.

"It's not my falt" He stated blantly, still rubbing his soure cheek. "I had a lecture to give. Some of us have jobs you know."

"Really, you had a lecture to give. What college, if I may be so bold to ask?" She asked scarcasticly " I thought you wanted to stay on the down low now that you-know-who is back."

" He dosen't care about muggle interations, even if he did, he could never catch me." The immortal man said as the pair walked into the three broomsticks together, grabbing the table that she had sat in before.

"You can never be to careful, it is not you that im worried about though, I know you can handle your-self."

"Than why keep tabs on me? It isn't like you don't already know what I'm doing with my time."

" Merlin, I-" She started, but was cut off by his hand

"I don't care," he put his hand down " I only came because I think I know what this could be about" he told her with a hopeful glint in his eye's, one that Messena had not seen in a long time.

" Merlin,..." she started " this isn't about Arthur." she finished, with those words, the warlock started to get up from his chair, only to be stopped by her hand.

" Merlin, it's about someone else, someone who needs your help"

He laughed, "If it's about that Harry Potter kid I don't want to hear about it. His prophcey states either has a good chane of living, if you want him to win, interfear your self. Leave me out of all of this shit" he spat, sitting back down again, but looking around with the urge to leave.

" It isn't about Harry, it's about Morgana."

Merlin's face fell, his brain working a million thought per second.

" That... That,... that's not..."

"possible?" Messena sugjested.

"Ya that"

" Merlin, how many times must I tell you. In the world you and I live in, anything is possible." The women stated as she leaned back in her chair letting the words she just told her friend sink in.

"How can she be back? I stabed her with a sword fouraged in dragons breath. That should have destroyed her living spirit from ever returing to the mortal relm." he said. His hand noticably shaking.

"Yes,... " Messena though for a moment before starting again. " You see, it was not Morgana you killed on your trip to Avlong. It was Morgouse in the body of Morgana, you only though it was your old friend."

"I dont understad?" He told uncertanly. Thinking on how it might now have been his lost friend, and just magic inflicted on her by her evil sister.

" In time I will explain everything, but for now, well, now I need your help keeping track of three young wizards this year." I told him .

" Let me guess, Harry Potter and his friends." He asked as he brushed the top of his butterbear glass.

"If I said no I would be lying." Messena told him truthfully.

"I told you I didnt want any part of Harry's life." he said with a sigh.

" I know" The immortal women suddenly liked looking at her hands to avoide eye contact with her age old friend. "But, if we were to keep an eye on the trio, we would know when the Battle of Hogwarts is going to start, and it is there, and only there, that we can retrive Morgana."

" What if I rather stay on my cottage and read a book" he questioned her.

" Than by all means do, but just note, Morgana is the first to arive of the rencarenated round table. everyone from before the round table has aready come, although they do not have there memories, they can still retrive them at any time." She told the immortal.

"So... are you in?" she quetioned.

Looking up from his drink, Merlin said the words Messane was not expecting.

"Well... I guess I'm in."

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