Title: The Return of Merlin (Year 1)

Rating: T

Summary: We all see the seven books through Harry Potter's eyes but what about a muggleborn girl name Sandra Snow. Sorted into Slytherin she finds out that she's not who she thinks she is. Because, centuries ago, she was called Merlin! Follow her through her first year at Hogwarts trying to keep Harry from getting himself killed.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling's Harry Potter characters and I'm making nothing from this.

Chapter 4

The three headed dog occupied a lot of Sandra's thoughts. Another potions lesson had come and gone and Sandra had a feeling that the huge dog was there for a reason. She told Hermione about it.

"There was a trap door under its paws," she said, "It's guarding something."

"What do you think it might be guarding?" Sandra wondered.

"Who knows but I'm going to forget about it," she said, "I'm not about to get expelled."

"True, but I doubt that Harry and Ron will forget about it."

"Then if they do, their fools."

During the rest of the month Sandra saw Harry practicing for the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. He had been made Seeker, which she was happy about, and she was having the dreams again. This time she was with a man that had his portrait in the Slytherin common room. He was teaching her how to freeze water. She wasn't sure if she should tell Hermione about these dreams, fearing that she would look like a nut case.

On the last day of September she was cornered by the Headmaster. She had missed all of her Defense lessons due to getting sick every time that she came close to Professor Quirrell.

"Miss Snow, Professor Quirrell has told me that you haven't been to any of his classes."

"I can't stand being near him," she told him, hoping that he would continue to understand.

"I understand, Miss Snow, but you have to pass Defense," he said, "Therefore I'll teach you what you've missed."

"Thanks," she said at once.

"Meet me this Saturday," he said, "I love sugar quills."

And he turned and left her alone.

"Do my homework," Pansy demanded.

"No, do it yourself," Sandra told her, going back to her reading.

Pansy grabbed her book and said, "Do it or I'll hex you."

"And I said, no," Sandra said, "I'm not going to do your work and the Professors find out."

"Then you need to be taught a lesson."

"Is there a problem here?" the Prefect asked.

"No, of course not," Pansy lied.

Sandra got up and said, "I'm hanging out with Hermione."

"Filthy mudblood," Pansy snarled.

"That's enough!" the Prefect said, "Go back to your work, Parkinson, and leave people alone."

Sandra knew that Pansy's hate for her had grown.

She found Hermione working on something that looked like magical theory when she arrived. She sat down and put her head on the table. Hermione looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Pansy," she hissed. "She wanted me to do her homework for her."

"But that's cheating," Hermione said.

"I know that," Sandra said, "But it's because I'm smart and do well in class while Pansy spends time hooking up with important contacts."

"Is that all she thinks about?" Hermione asked, shaking her head.

"I think it might be, but, who knows. This is my first time having to spend any sleeping time with ditz."

The first Saturday of the month of October Sandra headed for Professor Dumbledore's office. Saying, "Sugar quills" caused the gargoyle to come to life and allow her to enter. When she opened the door she found that it was just the Headmaster.

"Your ten minutes early," he said.

"Wanted to make a good first impression," she said.

He grinned and said, "Today we'll just read chapter one." Sandra nodded and then he said, "I see that you're spending time with Miss Granger."

"She, like me, doesn't really have any friends," Sandra told him.

"It's hard being different from your housemates," he said, "But I do hope that she'll continue to stay your friend."

"I think that as long as I don't prove that I'm like Malfoy then I should be fine."

Dumbledore nodded and Sandra opened her book.

That afternoon Sandra was heading back to her common room when she heard Harry and Ron talking.

"I don't like the idea that Granger is spending time with that snake," he said.

"And I thought that you didn't care what Granger did," Harry said, "Anyway, she has the right to be around anyone that she wants."

"And how do we not know that she's not teaching Granger dark magic. We know that Granger will do anything to be better."

"And I said leave Granger alone," Harry said, "Anyway, there's nothing wrong with Sandra."

"Harry, she's a Slytherin."

"And this Slytherin can hear you," Sandra said, appearing from around the corner.

"Spying on us?" Ron hissed.

"Like you have anything worth spying on," she said, "Harry's right. Hermione can talk to, and be around, anyone that she wants. Stop acting like her damn mother."

"Your bad news, Snow, and I'm going to prove it," he vowed.

Sandra rolled her eyes and then Harry asked, "So where were you at?"

"Having a Defense lesson with the Headmaster," Sandra answered.

"Ooh, you're so high and mighty now," Ron taunted.

"Leave me alone, Ron, I'm not in the mood."

He glared at her but Harry said, "Leave her alone. I can't stand bullies and right now you're acting just like one."

Sandra left, hoping that Ron would get his act together.

That night Sandra had another dream. She was still Merlin but this time she was walking down a corridor, a corridor that she knew well. She put her head in her hands. These dreams meant something and she was going to find out what they were trying to tell her. The next morning she got a letter from her father. She had written to them, telling them about the proof that Harry was being abused.

Dear daughter,

I'm glad that you've brought this to our attention. We've managed to locate the Dursley's and did a visit. They are completely disgusting and there's proof that abuse is going on. Your father is filing to get a warrant for their arrest. Tell Harry that he's more than welcome to stay at our house during the summer.

With Love,

Mother

Sandra grinned and put the paper away. Now it was time to focus on the dream.

"I need you both to come with me," Sandra told Harry and Hermione.

Thankfully Ron wasn't around.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

Sandra sighed and said, "Ever since I got here I've been having strange dreams, like memories of another life. In these dreams I'm Merlin and I think that a presence is trying to get my attention. I just need to know that I'm not going insane."

"I would never think that about you," Harry told her.

"Thanks," Sandra said, "Come on; I need to find out what's going on before I do go insane."

The three of them headed up the marble staircase until they reached the second floor. Taking a deep breath she went down the corridor that she saw Merlin going down but it ended in a blank wall. Frowning she started to touch it, thinking that maybe there was something behind it. Something sharp cut her skin and she hissed in pain.

"Great, I got cut," she said. "Probably have a one thousand year old disease or something."

Suddenly the wall shifted and a doorway appeared.

"Oh more secrets," Hermione said, with joy.

"Why do I have a feeling that I was meant to find this place," Sandra said to them.

"Right now, I think that you're right," Harry said.

And taking a deep breath, we walked through.

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A/N: What is the three going to find and we all know how Ron will react.