Wow I'm sorry. But did anyone see the end of Merlin? Course you did, what am I saying? It makes me angry, even now I just think they should've done so much more with it, you know? Anyway. Oh and after this story's finished I was thinking about doing a before, like when Arthur finds out he has magic, thoughts on that? Anyway happy reading!

Merlin didn't know what he was doing, to be honest. He had started singing quietly, the lovely lullaby his mother had taught him and like they had agreed he would sing. He didn't focus on the words nor the tune, but remembered that the whole village was watching him, judging.

Looking towards the ground, Walter's girl caught his eye and mouthed to him 'Louder!', so Merlin did... only this time, it wasn't the lullaby.

Merlin's song changed drastically from the humble melody. Now it was a loud, crashing noise, and although it was only Merlin singing it, the crowd could have sworn there were instruments somewhere as they jumped with the sudden change into an animalistic song.

The crowd thought there at least had to be a drum somewhere accompanying him, as the way Merlin was thumping his foot on the grass couldn't be near enough to cause the beat they could hear inside their heads.

However, they also felt something else in the air. Something which caused all to stare at the warlock in a sort of daze. No one knew what it was, except for one. Walter was the only one not enthralled by Merlin's new song. He knew what that feeling was that came over the crowd. He'd felt it before long ago... It could only be magic.

Merlin himself didn't know what was happening. Feeling the rise in magic within him, he had just let it out, not being able to control it that well yet. So there he was, stamping on the grass and almost shouting with the effort to keep up with the practically nonsense song coming from his mouth. The words made no sense to Merlin, even if they were a language he would recognise, he probably wouldn't have known what he was saying anyway. Feeling everyone's eyes on him, he opened his own blue orbs for the first time since starting the song, and saw everyone staring back.

Finishing the song abruptly as his mind could manage, Merlin breathed in deep and sang with feeling the last, long note. Then he stopped, and time seemed to stand still for a moment as the people were shaken from their reveries. The elder was the first to speak.

"Well..." Seemingly lost for words, the elder rubbed his stubbly chin as he thought. Before he could continue, however, Merlin found himself sitting back down, only this time he was sitting right next to Walter's girl. A little voice whispered in his mind that he should not have done that, and when Merlin questioned which the voice was referring to, it simply answered 'All of it'.

"Shall we continue?" The elder asked, and there was a murmuring of agreement from most of the villagers, some still had their eyes on Merlin, wary and slightly confused. "You, there, your turn."

A woman got up from behind and made her way to the front to begin her piece, but Merlin wasn't really listening. Suddenly, someone beside him spoke.

"That was amazing." Merlin turned his head to look at the girl, and he gave a small smile, nodded once in thanks then turned to stare into the flames again. Yet, she continued to look at him, sitting next to her on the fairly wet ground which no one seemed to mind. "No, really, you were absolutely amazing. Where did you learn to sing like that? Who taught you that song? I've never heard anything like it!" she whispered excitedly.

"My... mother taught me that song, it's Latin." He lied smoothly.

The girl nodded, satisfied with his answer. Merlin looked at her again and realised with a start that Walter had been watching their conversation. He leaned back quickly, eager to get out of the old mans sight.

"So what's your name?" Merlin sighed inwardly knowing he should answer, but didn't want to, for fear of what Walter could do. Little did he know, Walter was already planning something for the one he had dubbed 'magic scum'.

"Merlin, and you are...?"

"Raelle." She grinned and Merlin couldn't help but return it, he had to admit, she was pretty beautiful but he could still feel Walter's eyes burning into his skull as the old man watched.