A/N This is my first fic so… PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!

Chapter 1

"Ok, together." Harry looked up at Cedric,"One, two, THREE!".

They both grabbed the cup and suddenly felt themselves fly off the ground and just as suddenly as they took off, they landed with a thud. They both stood up to see that they were not in fact in Hogwarts but somewhere… Very different. They looked around the graveyard, just as Harry recognized where they were. And was rewarded with pain to the face.

His scar was hurting so badly, he was in serious pain. No wait. Agony. Harry turned towards a concerned Cedric, and forced out the word, "RUN!". Cedric instantly dived behind a gravestone just as a rat-like man carrying a bundle of clothes appeared, and a horrid sound made a noise that sounded like "Kill the spare!".

Just then a green light shot out of Wormtail's wand and landed were Cedric was standing just seconds before. Suddenly Cedric ran off. Harry knew that Cedric wasn't a coward, and he knew that he was just trying to find help. So Harry watched in horror as he was bound to the gravestone of Voldemort's parents and watched the events of Voldemort returning, unfold.

Then he was free from his ropes, and he reached for his wand as pain, beyond measure, rolled over him. He couldn't do anything except for wait. After what felt like years, he was free to move. Before he knew it, he was dueling with Voldemort. The man, no wait- Thing- that killed pretty much everyone he ends up in a duel with.

So Harry was very surprised when there was a thread of golden light stuck between their wands and then his parent's ghosts popping out to say hi. They were telling him to let go. Then just before he did, he saw Cedric running back.

"Come on Harry! We need to get back!", so that's how Cedric and Harry found themselves flying up yet again with their hands glued to the trophy and landed, yet again, with a thud.

They looked up and saw that they were at the beginning of the maze. After about 5 seconds silence, the crowd erupted in to cheers. But after yet another 15 seconds they started to realize something was wrong.

Of course Dumbledore was the first to notice and came running over to them.

"He's back! Voldemort is back!" Harry shouted at him. Cedric turned to Dumbledore with a grim expression and nodded.

"It's true. I didn't see all of it because I ran off to get help, but… It's true." He this so calmly that it was hard not to believe him.

"POPPY! Get these boys to the hospital wing!" Dumbledore shouted as Madame Pomfrey nodded. Any sign of his eyes ever twinkling was gone.

"No, I'm fine, it's Harry that needs to help. I heard him shouting. I think he has been hit by the Cruciatus curse… More than once." Cedric finished glumly. Madam Pomfrey shook her head furiously.

"No, no you don't you are going straight up their too. If it's true that you-know-who is back, then you definitely need medical attention. If not physically, then mentally. Come on now!" She barked in her usual nurse-like manor. Cedric got up quickly. If it meant that Harry will get treated sooner, then he is going to do whatever she wants.

Just as Poppy was conjuring up a stretcher, a man appeared in a small poof of grey smoke. Just as Harry blacked out he managed to see that the man was about 22, had brown robes and that he was physically well built and had bright- almost glowing- blue eyes.

Harry could've sworn he heard the words, "'Sup Bitches!" before he was swallowed by darkness.

Dumbledore turned just as he saw a man in brown robes appear out of a small poof of light grey smoke.

"'Sup Bitches!" As soon as he appeared.

"Excuse me but, who are you?" Dumbledore asked the man as politely as possible.

"Oh jeez. Hang on." Dumbledore watched as the strange man walked over to Harry and waved his wand. "That's better" He then turned to Dumbledore with a slight apologetic look on his face. "Doomblay-door! How are you? Hang on, you haven't met me before have you?" Dumbledore looked like he was loosing his patience with this man. Dumbledore never looses his patience.

"Now! You have already trespassed into the grounds without invitation! So I demand to know who in the name of Merlin are you?" Dumbledore bellowed. Nobody had ever seen the famous Albus Dumbledore like this before. Everyone gasped slightly when he shouted.

"Right you are Albus. 'Tis me!" The strange man replied. What is this man playing at? Harry has almost been killed, Voldemort is back and he is just acting like we are best friends! Albus Dumbledore thought. "Come on! You haven't figured it out yet? How did I managed to appear out of nowhere inside these wards? If you haven't guessed already you must at LEAST be curious? Eh? EH?"

It was true, Dumbledore was curious,"Who are you and why are you here?" He said trying to keep calm. When was the last time the great Albus Dumbledore had to try and keep himself calm?

"Okay. My name is Merlin, these days I believe that I am very famous. Judging by the way you said 'Who is the name of Merlin are you?' I am guessing that I am correct. As to why I am here... Aaah, ha... Umm... I need to train Harry. So if you just let me get to him, I would like to start training him. So when the time comes, he will be ready." Dumbledore knew exactly what he meant by 'When the time comes'. After all, he was the first to hear the prophecy.

"Okay then, I will tell the elves to get his things."

"That won't be necessary. His possessions are already at my place."

"What? You aren't seriously going to believe that is ACTUALLY Merlin?" Hermione butted in.

"Trust me Hermione, I am. I have many ways to prove it..." Merlin said to Hermione said as he turned in to a Pheonix, then a Dragon, then a Silvercat, a Firewolf and a Moonlion before turning back into Merlin. Hermione was more shocked that he knew her name though. She then slowly backed down.

"How long will he be gone?" Dumbledore continued like nothing happened.

"I am afraid I do not know. At my place, time travels at a third of the speed it does here. So it depends how fast Harry can learn." Merlin said as they started making their way to the hospital wing leaving the majority of the crowd still speechless.

"Okay. Well try not to be too long. I would hate to not see Harry for a decade and then cause the country to go into chaos due to Voldemort."

"I'll try Albus, I'll try. But you must remember that it depends how powerful the wizard is. The quickest it has taken me to train someone to their maximum potential was 3 years..." Dumbledore let out a breath. That means that it will only be 1 year! "That is three years for your world sorry." Shit!

"Ah... I see. But it might be shorter for Harry though, right? Because after all, he is destined to defeat Voldemort." Merlin sighed when Albus said this.

"I don't know Albus, I really don't. But I need to see him now so we can start training really soon." Merlin said as they walked into the hospital wing and over to the bed Harry was lying at.

"I feel fine, honestly! It's weird I don't even feel a thing." Harry said, thinking it really was a bit weird, bearing in mind he was used as a test dummy for new baby Tom.

"Good, you should feel fine! I was the one that did the healing spell on you. So now get ready Harry, I'll explain everything when we get to my place." Merlin said cheerfully to him when they got to his bedside. Harry looked like he was about to ask who the strange man was, but was suddenly interrupted.

"Harry, you are going somewhere to train with Merlin here," Dumbledore gestured towards the strange man, "All will be explained soon. You won't be back for a long time, I don't know how long but it will be a while. Even longer where your going. Anyway! Is there anything you need to do before you go?" Dumbledore asked him.

"Umm... Yes actually! Can you give my winnings for the Triwizard Tournament to Fred and George Weasley. Tell them it is for the joke shop. OH! And don't tell Mr and Mrs. Weasley about it." Harry told him.

"Of course Harry. Now off you go, and I will see you in a few years." Was all Dumbledore said, before he walked away.

"A few years? What does he mean by a few ye-" Harry was interrupted by Merlin saying,

"Okay now, Hold on to my hand, this might make you feel sick. It's similar to apparition." And with that, they turned into a small puff of smoke, and then were pushed through a pipe. Not a tube, a pipe- slight difference. Or at least, that's what it felt like.

"Welcome Harry! To my home!" Harry looked around at where they appeared. They were in front of the biggest and coolest house (in the middle of nowhere) Harry had ever seen.