A/N: Hello all!

Because I am so amazingly sane, as well as doing a multi- chapter, part 1 of 3 as my first fan-fic, I also decided to make a Merlin/ Harry Potter crossover at the same time (also a multi chapter)

This is set during The Deathly Hallows in Harry Potter, and after the magic reveal in Merlin.

The characters will be: Ginny Weasley and Neville Longbottom from HP and

King Arthur, Queen Guinevere, Merlin Emrys- Court Sorcerer and Advisor to the King and the Knights of the Round Table (including Lancelot!)

Enjoy, and please review!

Ginny's POV

This wasn't meant to happen. The remainder of Dumbledor's Army and all new recruits were supposed to lead a small rebellion by stealing the sword of Godric Griffindor out of the Headmasters office as well as spreading the message of the ever- vigilant DA by graffiting the Great Hall with Non- Removable luminescant red and blue wizarding powder straight from Zonko's joke shop.

The small group- led by Ginny and Neville- were not, however, supposed to be caught by the Headmasterhimself- the slimy, back-stabbing traitor he was- whilst smuggling the sword out of his office. But they had been. The only reason the others had not been caught was because her and Neville had stayed behind to distract Snape and take the punishment themselves.

Now, twenty- four hours later, Ginny was regretting her act of nobility and doing her best not to cry aloud from the pain. After Snape had stunned her and Neville, he had chained them up in the dungeon before making the class of second-year hufflepuffs practise the Cruciatus Curse on them.

Just the memory of the pain made a sob well up inside her and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying aloud. She wouldn't give them that satisfaction.

Neville's POV

The dungeons were dark and damp, the metal chains that bound him and Ginny to the wall bit into his wrists. Looking over at his friend, he could see her biting her lip, her eyes bright with unshed tears. The sight made him overwhelmingly angry.

Him being hurt he could deal with- pain was only mental, after all, and after a time he stopped feeling it. The sight of one of his friends, however, afraid and in pain broke him. He could not bear this. Ginny deserved better than the life she had. It was his fault- his fault for involving her, his fault for letting her get hurt. He should have done more to protect her.

Before he could voice his thoughts, however, the door to the dungeons opened. Alecto-snape's third in command, sister of Amycus -strode in. Smirking, she stopped in front of both of the prisoners. Reaching forward, she stroked Neville's cheek.

"Well, well. Who's been a naughty boy?"

"Get your hands off him." Ginny voice was ice- cold, fearless and heartless.

"Don't you dare talk to me, you little B**ch."

"Too late for that."

Neville cursed inwardly. Now was not the time for Ginny to be a hero. But it was too late. With a voice like thunder, Alecto shouted: "Crucio!"

The dungeons filled with Ginny's screams. Reaching out, Neville grabbed one of Ginny's flailing hands, in an effort to comfort her. As soon as his hand touched Ginny's, an electric shock ran through him, just as the dungeon filled with a flickering blue light.