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Chapter 4: The Truth
Mrs. Granger guided Merlin, Arthur, Gaius and Hermione to some sort of box with wheels. One of those, Merlin had seen earlier that day. He looked skeptically at it, and didn't know if he felt very safe sitting in it, but Hermione just pushed him inside, which probably was a good thing, because he wasn't sure if he would've had the nerves to get inside by himself. Short afterwards Gaius and Arthur were pushed inside too. Arthur looked like he was about to yell at Hermione, for pushing him inside something unknown, but an elbow in his side got him to shot up. Merlin couldn't help but smile at this. It was a very rare sight to see the king of Camelot so unsure, and scared. Not that he would ever admit to being scared, but Merlin knew him pretty well after so many years as the prat's servant.
"You don't look like you're comfortable back there," Mrs. Granger called when she got inside the thing,
"They're not mum," Hermione hurridly said, "They are not used to travel by muggle cars you know."
"Oh of course not" Mrs. Granger said. Merlin was about to ask what a muggle was, but bit his tongue. He was supposed to know that sort of stuff. He made a mental note to ask Hermione about it later. The drive to Hermione's house was lasting a lifetime. Or at least it felt like it. Merlin had never been so grateful to be on his own two legs before. He looked at the house, and felt his jaw drop to the ground. The house was huge. Not as big as Camelot of course, but Camelot was a castle for hundreds of people and not just one family. Not even the wealthiest of men had such a big house in Camelot, if it was only for him and his family. Hermione saw his face, and leaned into him, "Just pretend, that you've seen that sort of houses before," she whispered, and Merlin had to give himself a mental shake, to look like this was normal. He looked at Arthur, and Gaius. Hermione was whispering the same thing to them, as she did to him, and they got their faces under control before Mrs. Granger saw it.
"Come on in." she called over her shoulder before she went inside. As soon as she was out of sight, Arthur couldn't keep quiet any longer, "You really live here?" he asked Hermione and turned to her. When she nodded he continued, "Are you very rich or something?"
"No, not at all," she said hastily, "This is a very normal house. Look around you. This is not even the prettiest of them." Arthur, Gaius and Merlin, did as she requested. She was right. There were lots of beautiful houses, and this one, was not even close to some of them,
"Come on. Let's go inside." Hermione said, when finally all three of them turned their attention back to her, "I am sure, mum is in the kitchen making dinner right now."
All three of them followed her inside the house. Merlin looked around with interest. He had never seen so strange a place before. There was lots of things that he never had seen before.
"Will you show your guests where they will be sleeping my dear?" Mrs. Granger said from the kitchen,
"I will mum," Hermione called back, "All right, we only have one guestroom, so Arthur and Merlin are going to sleep here, in the living room." Hermione said calmly,
"Wait," Arthur interrupted. Merlin had expected this, so he kept quiet, "Why are Gaius sleeping in the good room?"
"It's because I say so." Hermione said sternly, "You should just be happy, that I will help you to find your way back to your own time. Beside, Gaius is not exactly young anymore. It wouldn't be good for him to sleep on a couch, but you two, are young and strong men, and will be perfectly fine. Now stop complaining, or I may decide that I don't want to help you anyway."
Arthur kept quiet for a long time after that. Merlin had a feeling that nobody had talked to him that way before, and that he finally started to realize that he wasn't the king in this century.
"Well, you are going to sleep in here Gaius." Hermione said, when she opened a door. Behind the door, there was a closet, a table and a bed. The bed really looked soft and nice. Merlin were happy that they were visiting someone, who thought about Gaius' age, and that he would need a soft bed. Gaius really deserved to get a good night's sleep.
"Thank you my lady." Gaius said, and Hermione giggled, "Nobody has ever called me that before." She said with a smile. Gaius just smiled the good natured smile, that he always had, when he was in a good mood.
"Dinner is ready." Mrs. Granger called from downstairs, and Hermione showed them all out of the room
Later that night, when all the guest had gone to bed, Hermione found her magical history book to read about Merlin. He hadn't used magic one single time, since she met him, and she remembered from the classes that he was the biggest wizard ever.
She was sitting on her bed with her book, when there was a knock on her door. She placed the book on her bedside table,
"Come in." she called, and Gaius came inside. He closed the door, and looked at her,
"I saw light from under the door, so I thought that I would check on you." Her told her. Hermione just nodded, and pointed at a chair to ask him to sit down. He did as asked, and saw the book,
"What kind of book is that?" he asked her, but before she could say something, he had picked it up, and read a couple of lines, which was enough.
"Where did you get this?" he asked her chocked
"I bought it at a book store." She answered, "I have a lots more like it."
"But Merlin's magic is supposed to be a secret. How come you know about it?"
"Everybody does." Was her answer, but when she saw his confused face, she continued, "You, Arthur and Merlin, lived centuries ago. Now days everybody knows about Merlins legendary magic."
Gaius closed the book and looked sternly at her, "You can't by any circumstances tell Arthur about this." He told her, "In our time magic is strictly forbidden, and if it was to come out, that Merlin has magic he would be burnt."
"I got the impression that Arthur and Merlin were friends." Hermione said, her face growing whiter per second.
"Oh they are. But if Arthur is yet to be ready to hear the truth about magic."
