Harry Potter, Merlin, and the Angst Ridden Smack Down of Doom

A Merlin and Harry Potter Crossover Fan-Fiction

SUMMARY: An epic battle is about to ensue. Harry and Merlin have both been (pardon my French) crapped on all their lives. But who is the most angsty? Who will come out victorious? And what on earth is Gandalf doing here? Join our two heroes as they battle it out for the title of the "most angsty" character in existence. Crack!fic, in case you hadn't figured it out already.

A/N: First off, you should note: THIS IS IN NO WAY AFFILATED OR HAS ANY CONNECTION WITH MY CROSSOVER "THE MOST DEADLY ALLIANCE" OR ITS SEQUEL. This is purely a crack!fic that the evil, conniving little plot demons shoved into one of my ears whilst taking a shower. They must have plugged up the other ear because I couldn't get this out of my head. Also, note: this takes a light-hearted tone on the angsty stuff in both Harry and Merlin. Finally, this contains spoilers from just about everything. :P

It will be posted in three parts – the beginning, which is the introduction (which is this), the middle, which is the actual smack-down, and the end, which is the verdict. I'll try to have the middle up sometime tomorrow or the day after, it will be a very quick fic but hopefully greatly entertaining all the same! :)

Please enjoy and REVIEW! :)

Harry, Merlin, and the Angsty Showdown of Doom

Chapter One: The First Part

Grief-ridden eyes, so clear, bright and blue, glistening like the waves of the ocean on a melancholy winter day glared into equally watery, emerald green eyes hidden partially behind thick lenses. Tension was high and emotions ran rampant as the two held each other's gaze in what seemed to be a staring contest to the death.

Both boys were slight, tall, skinny, and lanky for their ages – roughly twenty-two and seventeen, respectively. Both had dark hair – the first, short raven locks brushing his forehead and the second, longer, jet-black and unruly clumps of hair that seemed to have been haphazardly glued to his skull (but in an attractive bed-head, 'I don't care about brushing my hair because I'm a hero and I don't have to if I don't want to' type way).

They sat across from each other at a round table (and no, not the Round Table, Arthur was being a bit of a prat today and refused to share) in a dismal graveyard somewhere in the European countryside. The graveyard had been selected to host today's game because it created the right atmosphere and because Nearly Headless Nick had graciously offered to let them use the site of his burial as repayment for Harry going to his Deathday Party all those years back.

A small crowd had gathered around the two young men, anticipatory grins on their faces and hankies weighing their pockets down. There were several familiar faces in the crowd – the Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, the Weasley twins (minus one brother and an ear), Arthur Pendragon, Morgana (smirking, naturally), what was left of the Order of the Pheonix, Gwen, Hagrid, Seamus Finnagin, Professor McGonagall, Lee Jordan, Molly Weasley, Dudley (no one knew how he got here or who invited him – oh wait, maybe it wasn't Dudley; It might have been Gilli), a few other random people from our favorite BBC drama and book series/blockbuster movie collection, and Gandalf the Gray. Gandalf was there because he was awesome – enough said – and also because he had been chosen to be the referee for this fine event (he had some time off from being epic in Middle Earth so he accepted the invitation, and hey, what the heck, if Harry Potter and Merlin can spontaneously get together for a rendezvous, why couldn't Lord of the Rings get in on the action?) . Rita Skeeter was there as well, her Quick Quotes Quill scribbling away on a piece of parchment.

Everyone was excited. This was going to be better than the 2004 Quidditch World Cup and the battle for Camelot combined.

A/N: Okay, so there was the introduction – now that I've set up the story (gotta love Gandalf randomly involved, eh?), next chapter will be the bulk of the story, the real juicy and silly stuff, and then the final verdict of who is the most angst ridden of them all, will be posted in the final chapter. With any luck, this little story will be completely posted/finished within the week! XD REVIEW and I'll have the next part up soon!

~Emachinescat ^..^