Number 12, Grimmauld Place

They walked inside, the house, it was dark, and it also looked rather old. The three men rushed past Morgana and behind a door at the end of the hall, however, Remus stayed by her side, his voice calling someone.

"Sirius...?"

"In the drawing room," a voice called back, Remus smiled and walked ahead, up the stairs, Morgana didn't know if she should, but she followed him. They got to a room that looked like a small sitting room; a man was sitting in a chair. He had long dark hair, it was slightly wavy, and he was very unshaven. He looked a bit frightening at first, like he was an ex-prisoner.

"Ah, Remus, is this the girl?" he man asked, standing up.

"Yes, this is Morgana Evans... Morgana, Sirius Black," Remus introduced them. Sirius shook Morgana's hand and smiled. He offered her and Remus to sit down, which both did. Morgana stared off into space, looking up at this panting that looked like a big tree on the wall. This place was odd, full of that old-English she was always so keen to read about.

"So, Remus, a full moon tomorrow night, are you excited?" Sirius asked, smiling over to Remus who was now frowning, Morgana didn't know why, it was a rather weird thing to be bothered by, the moon-phases.

"Not hardly," said Remus, his voice now bored.

"Too bad I can't sneak out of here one night, it would be like old times..." Sirius stated, until Remus cut in.

"Sirius, you know you can't, you might-"

Just then someone called for Sirius; he got up and left the room quickly, looking quite put-upon, Remus then stood up, as did Morgana, not fancying to be alone in this house; it gave off a uncomfortable vibe.

"What was he talking about?" she asked, curiously, making conversation.

"Oh, nothing..." Remus trailed of, looking around, as if he were nervous too, but he hadn't been kidnapped, so Morgana felt he had ought to act a bit more cheerful.

"That was hardly nothing" said Morgana, crossing her arms. "He said something about a full moon and..."

"You may as well know, the whole Order does" Remus cut in. "I'm a werewolf."

"A what?" Morgana asked, she was sure she didn't hear right.

"I am a werewolf, on every full moon I change into a werewolf, and don't look at me like that, I am telling you the truth..." he said, glumly, as the skeptical eyebrow rose higher on Morgana's forehead.

"Right...okay..." she trailed off, looking down at the dingy carpet, thinking; she must be dreaming, she was sure of it, till she heard a loud bang, then bellowing screams. Who could sleep through that?

"Oh, sorry," they hard a female yell, they then herd another bang.

"Nymphadora!" a growling voice yelled.

"Don't call me that, I told you!" they heard the female voice yell again. Morgana looked up at Remus and he had a small smile back on his face.

'What was that?" Morgana asked, worried, again.

"That was just Tonks, she's a bit clumsy."

"No, I mean that screaming...?"

"Oh, the portrait of Walburga Black" said Remus, not seeming to be phased by this anymore, as if this high-pitched screaming was an everyday occurrence. But before Morgana could ask anything else on the matter, Remus walked out of the room, Morgana followed close behind him, he stopped and watched as more people came in the front door, he turned to her and pointed at a man and a long black cloak. "That's Severus Snape."

"He looks angry," she stated, absentmindedly.

"Oh, he always looks that way" Remus smiled. "Sirius and I went to school with Snape, he still seems to resent us for all the things Sirius and James did to him."

"Who's James?" Morgana then asked, Remus looked down at her as if he had never heard anyone ask this before.

"Just an old friend, you'll find out soon enough" said Remus.

"Oh, when will he be here?" At that, Remus looked away from her.

"Oh no...he's, er... dead."

"Oh, I'm sorry...I didn't know."

"We should get to the meeting, all the Order members should be here by now" Remus stated, fast, as if trying to change the subject. Morgana followed him into the kitchen, which was in the basement, she had never seen anything like that before. There were many men and a few women sitting around a long kitchen table, she sat down next to Sirius Black who was talking to one of the men that came to get her, Morgana believed his name was 'Dung,' Remus sat across the table from her and then a man at the head of the table stood up. He had long, flowing, silver hair and a beard that went down to his waist. Morgana was instantly reminded of something...but she couldn't think of what.

"Good evening, Order members" the man stated, looking around the room, with piercing blue eyes; these eyes landed on Morgana for a second and she felt as if cold ice was clouding her senses; she might know very little about wizard's and witches, but she could tell he was one of the powerful ones.

"That's Dumbledore," Sirius Black whispered to her, she nodded and watched as the silver haired man talked. Soon the meeting was let out and Morgana sat there confused, no one told her why she was here, Dumbledore didn't speak a word to her, not even a hello, just talked as if she was not being eyed by most of the people at the table.

"That's nice" she barked, feeling a bit angry. 'It would be lovely to know why I'm here... maybe the old fool could have even acknowledged me!"

"Albus Dumbledore is not an old fool," said Sirius Black.

"You tell me why I sat here for an hour listening to him talk about something called a Death Eater then, and have no one tell me why I was brought here?"

"Dumbledore does things differently, if you wish to know why you're here, go find him and ask!" he told her.

"I will," she shot back. "After all a pretty girl like me around a bunch of men, it's obvious why I was brought here..."

"Wow," he muttered. "There can be no way you are related to Lily, she would never be so arrogant."

"Pardon me?" Morgana then asked, she was feeling very confused again, she had no idea what he was talking about. Sirius Black had gotten up and was walking out of the room now, she followed, wanting answers. "What did you say?"

"I shouldn't have said anything..." he trailed off.

"But you did," she walked in front of him and stopped him from walking up the stairs. "Who's Lily?"

"Harry's mother... James' wife... Dumbledore has reasons to believe that you might be a cousin, we didn't think Harry had any other relatives other than the Dursley's."

"Wait," she stated, her brain felt like it was on fire. "Who is Harry? Who is this Lily and who the hell are the Dursley's?"

"You don't know who Harry is?" Sirius seemed to have only heard half of her sentience. "Harry...Harry Potter?"

"I have no idea..."

"Harry Potter is the boy who lived; he survived the killing curse, making it back-fire on Voldemort. You can't tell me you don't know the story?"

Morgana was just too confused to even bother asking who Voldemort was or stating that she didn't even know there was such a thing as a killing curse. Morgana sat in the drawing room listening to Sirius Black tell her everything she needed to know about Harry Potter, Lily Potter (Evans) and Voldemort, she was stunned to say the least. She felt ignorant for not knowing all this was happening in the world around her, she felt bad for all the people who got hurt or killed by those Death Eaters, and now it was all happening again, it scared her, she knew she should feel safe, obviously Dumbledore thought this was the safest place for her, yet she didn't know Dumbledore, never spoken a word to him, was this place really safe? Was it all a trap? She sat there staring off into space again. She hadn't even noticed that Sirius had left, however she did look up when Remus Lupin walked into the room.

"All right?" he asked, taking the seat Sirius had.

"Not really..." Morgana muttered, heaving a sigh. "Sirius told me everything."

" I know. He wasn't supposed to tell you," Remus said, worriedly.

"Well, he did," Morgana exclaimed. Nothing was said for a moment or two, so, she went back to worrying, was she going to be stuck in this house forever? Could she leave if she really wanted to?

"It's perfectly normal to be worried, but I assure you, there's nothing to fear," said Remus. "We'll take good care of you and soon you will be back home."

Morgana didn't say anything, feeling slightly grateful, and slightly...if not mostly, unbelieving, she didn't know these people; how could she trust this perfect strangers words? She was not that gullible.

"Well, I best be off."

"You're leaving?" she asked, shocked; he was going to leave her there? Didn't he just swear to protect her? She had been right then...

"I must, but don't worry, Sirius will show you to your room, I'll be back soon to see how you are doing."

"You can't leave me here..." she trailed off, shaking her head.

"I'm afraid I have no choice."

She followed him to the door, the same which she had come in just hours ago, she watched him leave with a puzzled look, she was sure the rest of the Order has gone too and now she was alone in the house with a man she hardly knew. Sirius didn't seem like a bad guy, but she had grown to trust and somewhat like Remus Lupin, she felt much better when he was there, and now that he had gone, she felt more worried than ever before.

"Shall I show you to your room, then?" came Sirius' voice behind her.

"I s'pose..." She followed him up the stairs, the stairs seemed to go on and on, they passed a few floors as they climbed, she noticed something strange, it looked like heads lining the one wall, much like when muggles mound deer heads, but these looked like aliens, she suddenly felt very worried again and quickened her walking to stay up with Sirius. Finally, after what seemed like an hour but was only a few minutes, Sirius turned and walked down a hallway. They reached a door; everything in the house seemed so old, the door made a noise as he slowly opened it. She walked past him and inside the room, her bag was already sitting on the bed waiting for her, the room, like the rest of the house, looked old and unused,

"If you need anything I'm down the hall," said Sirius. "Or you could call the house-elf, but he's completely useless."

"House-elf?" Morgana questioned.

"I'll explain in the morning."

Soon she was left alone in the room. She put her stuff away then lay down in the lumpy bed. But as she lay there, no sleep came, she would turn on her left side, and then her right. She lay on her back, yet no sleep came, she found that the day's events were much too nerve wracking to sleep.

(A/N: Alright, here is part two of this story; the first part didn't go over as well as I had wanted it to, but I suppose it's not a story that would. Not all Harry Potter fans like Merlin, and not all Merlin fans like Harry Potter, it's a smaller crowd I am playing for here, but as I enjoy both so much and this story has grown into a 6 story ark in my mind...well, I'm not going to stop here. I can promise you this; there WILL be Merthur in this story, you just have to wait for it, and Merlin will show up very soon, too. Also, since this is a cross-over, I would like to say; that more stories like this will come, I have pretty much ran dry of just Merthur stories, I still want to write about these guys, but I want to try other things too, and explore other fandoms. I have a DW one in mind I might start work on soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!)