Thanks go to Emrys is Merlin for betaing this chapter.

Title: The Merlin Circle, Chapter 10: The Once and Future King, the Chosen One, the Lord of Magic and the Lady of the Lake

Characters in this set: Harry, Arthur, Merlin, Freya, Gwaine, Talia, Coriakin and lots of druids (Oh! And Freya's sister!)

Pairings: Freylin, Arwen, Romione and Hinny so far.

Summary: Four Wizards time-travel back into the days of Camelot, where sorcery is still outlawed to help Merlin find his destiny. But an old enemy stalks among them… even in the past. Merlin/Freya, Gwen/Arthur, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione. AU

Warnings: Spoilers up to S4ish, and up to Book five in HP. AU (As in Freya and Lancelot are alive, Morgause is also alive, Merlin is not dark [He he]… Gwen did not betray Arthur in that episode…) OOC!Arthur.

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or Harry Potter. They belong to BBC and J.K. Rowling.

Chapter Ten: The Once and Future King, the Chosen One, the Lord of Magic, and the Lady of the Lake

Early in the morning, Harry stared out the window contemplating what had happened. He was sure that Voldemort had been behind this latest plan, although how he managed to send them thousands of years in the past was beyond him.

He liked Camelot, almost as much as Hogwarts, but he missed his home. However, he figured he would probably not be getting back there because he would probably not return home for a long time. Perhaps never.

His thoughts turned toward Arthur and Merlin. He realized that he must be in the time period of when Arthur had just begun his reign and it was obvious that Arthur didn't know that Merlin had magic. Which meant that magic was not allowed yet…

Harry let out a sigh. He had not noticed before last night but he had been doing simple nonverbal instinctive magic, and he had no idea how.

"Something on your mind?" A voice asked and Harry spun around reaching instinctively for his wand then he saw that it was the king.

"Oh. Hello sire." Harry said not completely sure what he should do. He decided that he should nod his head and so he did.

Arthur smiled at him and Harry saw the sprit of the King Arthur from the legends and he saw the sprit of a great leader. "You're Harry right?" Arthur addressed.

Harry nodded hesitantly.

"Where are you from?" Arthur questioned and he walked up and looked out the window and Harry looked out as well. He caught his breath as the sun rose up and he realized that Camelot was very, very beautiful.

"I'm from Little Whinging, but I go to a school called Hogwarts and I hate my Aunt and Uncle. Although now its summer there so I was staying at Ron's, even though I go home for about a month each year…" Harry said and leaned over the window and looked down.

Arthur looked at him. "Why do you hate your Aunt and Uncle? How did you get here?" He questioned curiously.

Harry sighed slightly and stared out the window. "I went to them when I was one, which was when Voldemort killed my parents-"

"Who's Voldemort?" Arthur questioned then looked at his scar. "Was he the one who gave you your scar?" Harry's hand instinctively rose and rubbed it and he suddenly realized that it hadn't itched or burned since he came to Camelot.

"Voldemort is a dark sorcerer. He killed my parents…" he trailed off sadly then continued, "I was only one… I'm not even sure how I did it… Anyways, all I got was this scar."

Arthur looked at him. "Why do you hate your aunt and uncle?"

Harry smiled sadly. "My Aunt hated my parents so I never knew about them until I went to Hogwarts and my Uncle… well… he's just very, very boring. I'm not even going to start on Dudley."

Arthur looked at him then decided to change the subject. "What's Hogwarts like?"

Harry smiled slightly. "Whenever I'm not being attacked by Voldemort? Well… mostly Voldemort…" he added remembering Draco Malfoy and Quarrel. "It's beautiful. It's a castle, maybe bigger then yours. Ron would say the best part in Hogwarts is the food, Hermione would probably say the classes, I'm not sure about Ginny… I know I would say Quidditch. Of course, there's also Voldemort trying to take over Hogwarts, kill me… etcetera."

Arthur smiled softly, "Voldemort sounds a lot like Morgana…" he looked down sadly then raised his head and changed the subject. "How did you get here?"

"I honestly have no idea." Harry said half laughing, half sighing. "He came back last spring... he must want me out of his way… Although I have no idea how I came here…"

Arthur looked at him understandingly. "So Voldemort wants to kill you?"

Harry nodded sadly. "He's wanted to kill me for the last fifteen years. And he's probably not happy about the fact that Hermione, Ron and I have been stopping all of his plans the last five years or so…"

Arthur snorted unable to stop himself.

"I better go," Arthur said suddenly. "Guinevere will probably be looking for me and some lords are coming…" he sighed. "Lucky Merlin, he gets to be out looking for druid camps while I'm stuck here…"

Harry laughed.

Later in the day Merlin (who had been riding in the front with Gwaine) finally saw the druid camp. He felt a stronger magic that wasn't just created from the life around him and he felt his own react to it.

"Is that the camp?" Gwaine murmured to Merlin when he stopped and allowed the other three to catch up who had been riding a little way behind them.

Merlin nodded and leaned down and grabbed his brown cloak. Gwaine, seeing what he had done, followed his example and he withdrew his own green one.

"Hello you two, wait… Merlin, is this the camp?" Freya said walking up. She stopped her horse beside Merlin and looked at the camp then she smiled softly.

Merlin opened his mouth to reply but Coriakin and Talia appeared.

Yes. He said in her mind.

Freya didn't indicate that she had heard but she leaned down and also retrieved her grey cloak. "Home…" Talia breathed.

Freya smiled at her softly and said a bit sadly, "I'm not even sure if it's my home anymore. I've been gone too long." Talia looked at her but she clicked her tongue and her horse broke into a canter.

Merlin looked at her sadly but he also clicked his tongue and fell into the steady rise and fall of his horse's lope as he caught up with her.

Gwaine looked at Coriakin and Talia and Talia shrugged but Coriakin had watched both of them. "Her home is Camelot although she hasn't realized it."

Gwaine looked at the two of them and nodded. "We'd better catch up with them." He said and lightly tapped his horse's sides and he went into a brisk canter.

Talia and Coriakin exchanged looks then tapped their own horses into a gallop.

~…~

When the five of them finally got to the camp Merlin had to stop himself from grinning manically. Of course, that didn't stop him from smiling.

There was magic everywhere!

Oh he wondered what Arthur's face would be like…

Freya, hooded under her cloak's hood, noticed his obvious delight and smiled as she entwined her fingers with his and he smiled back at her.

"Why in the world would Uther want to try to stop this…" Gwaine breathed just as awestruck. "Merlin, if Arthur can't see the good in magic then we both probably need to knock some sense into him…"

Merlin turned to him and raised an eyebrow although he was smiling. "He's beginning to Gwaine, just give him time. He's only seen evil magic, thanks to Morgana and Morgause… and partly Uther."

Freya shook her head with a smile and walked in.

Talia raised an eyebrow although she didn't say anything.

A lone figure appeared and Freya and Talia looked at her then both of their eyes widened. "Thalia…" Talia murmured staring at her figure in the middle of the camp who had been helping a seven year old grow a flower.

The druid looked up and her eyes widened and she abandoned what she had been doing and ran over. "Talia! Coriakin!" She shouted as she dodged two druid elders.

She threw her arms around Coriakin first then she turned to Talia and Gwaine saw tears falling freely down her face. He had been knocked speechless by her beauty.

"H-How?" Thalia stuttered looking at Talia's face. "You're here." Suddenly her eyes scanned past Talia's face and she looked at the three cloaked figures. Gwaine saw her hopeful expression and smiled.

"Oh yeah," Talia said suddenly. "This is the Lady of the Lake," she pointed at Freya who smiled at Thalia and Thalia tilted her head looking at Freya. "This is Sir Gwaine, a knight of Camelot, don't worry, he's… different."

Gwaine raised an eyebrow at Talia who shrugged and he bowed at Thalia with a small smile, suddenly feeling shy (although Gwaine had not admitted it and that meant that Arthur didn't know). "My lady."

Thalia smiled back at him and curtsied. "Sir Gwaine," she replied.

Talia smiled slightly then turned to Merlin. "And this is Emrys."

And Thalia stared.

~…~

When they got into the cave Thalia turned toward them. "So…" she said looking directly at Coriakin. "Explain."

And so he did. He explained about how he had searched for Talia and Freya, how he had found Merlin freeing Talia, how he and Talia went to Camelot, how he found Freya...

Thalia was about to say something when a magnificent hawk suddenly flew in and let out a screech. Almost all of them ducked but Merlin stared at the hawk then lifted his arm and the hawk flew toward him.

"Damn bloody bird!" Thalia shouted glaring at the hawk. "You keep on coming back! I thought you left!"

The bird looked at her and tilted his head. "Why would I leave? When I have finally found my master. It has been foretold that I would be Emrys's companion." The bird said.

Thalia stared at it in shock. "You talk!" She exclaimed.

The bird raised an eyebrow. "And why wouldn't I be able to talk?"

Thalia stuttered. "You really are trouble aren't you?"

The bird shrugged. "Of course. I am supposed to be the leader's companion. It's been foretold that he will be the only one that I will answer, or listen to..."

Merlin interrupted. "What?"

The bird rolled his eyes. "Maybe I was wrong and I went to the wrong person. You are Emrys correct?"

Merlin nodded slowly.

The bird smirked.

Thalia glared at the bird. "You've been bugging me for the last three years! Why would you do that? And you can talk."

The bird rolled his eyes. "It's nice to be in company after hundreds of years. I am the great immortal hawk, and I have only stirred in the last hundred years when I felt Emrys's time coming." The hawk ruffled his feathers importantly and eyed her beadily.

"What? A few hundred years? How-" Merlin was cut off the bird.

"Young Warlock, if you are as old as me then a few hundred years will seem like a month." The bird glared at him and knocked his talon against Merlin who protested.

"Have you met the Great Dragon?" Merlin asked glaring at the bird. "Because he calls me that as well."

The bird rolled his eyes. "I have met him, we are very good friends as a matter of fact-"

"That explains it then." Merlin muttered.

"Emrys," Thalia said glaring at the bird, "may I be as kind to suggest a name for him? How about Trouble?"

Merlin smiled at her. "That will be an excellent name."

The bird glared at both of them, somehow. "I am Alahohashihanna."

Merlin shook his head. "I'm definitely calling you Trouble."

Freya smiled slightly. "As amusing as this is Emrys," she spoke up, "I believe Trouble and you will have to settle this later."

Trouble glared at her. "You were supposed to be the kind one."

Freya just grinned and Thalia suddenly frowned. "Where is Freya?" Thalia asked.

Don't tell her Merlin. Well, yeah, you can but let me tell her! Freya's voice echoed in Merlin's mind and Merlin was confused then he had no idea what to say so he answered truthfully, "I don't understand." He was answering to Freya as well as Thalia, mainly because he wasn't sure if he should say that she was here or not.

"Huh?" Thalia looked at him.

"I'm here Thalia…" Freya suddenly said and the Lady of the Lake took off her hood and revealed her face. "I've been here the whole time."

Author's Note: Meow? Pizza? Not sure... If anyone is confused write a review, oh and just so you know Freya has a hooded cloak so she hid her face, Emrys told me that I forgot to explain why no one recognized Freya. :P It's a good thing she did, because I missed that little detail when writing about Trouble...

Oh I'm going to have so much fun with that bird... *Evil Grin*

Edit: I thought I posted the edited version, sorry.