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Coolestbee: I didn't have to but it's fun to write cliffhangers, mohahah. I'm glad you liked the unicorns; I wasn't so happy with that part. I felt it became to flat.

ILikeHotDogs: It's okay, it happens =) I'm not that mean. Well, at least not mean enough to do what you wrote. Who knows what will happen later.

KainVixenheim: Okay (Hold up hands defensively) I will read the books, at least before watching the series. I didn't know HTTYD were based on books. I will check them out.

whatswiththemustache: Thank you =) I hope you have time to finish reading it soon =) Merlin's actually only 1337 years old in this fic ;P

TheUnwantedHunter: I'm so glad you like it =D I love it when people say it's amazing, it warms my heart. I have, which I hope is implied with the whole Morgana coming back thing. I update every Monday =)

Compliment Giver: I know the feeling; I've had my share of crushed on Gay dudes, haha.

FateOfChaos: I hate cliffhangers while reading but I love them when I write myself ;P Isn't Dumbledore always an jackass? Don't worry, he will man up when the trio knows who he is and he have to start fighting. Thank you =)

Superwholockingers: Many people like them together but unfortunately I read the books before I started to ship. The only ones I did ship in the Inheritance Cycle were Eragon/Arya but that's because it was so dominant in the books. He is something isn't he.

Assassin of Syria: Yeah I know, I have changed the setting an everything =) I hope he gets nominated for an Oscar in the following years, he's such a talented actor.

IndiaMoore: That's seems cool =) I hope you will succeed =)

sweethoneybee229: So you like Jon Snow =P He is kind of cute but there's isn't actually anyone I GoT that I crush on, weirdly enough.

Female whovian: Have you calmed down now? If I was older or or if Tennant was younger, I could totally crush on him. I did actually a little when I started watching Doctor Who last February. Jensen Ackles is definitely the better looking of the two but I don't crush on anyone from SPN. My favourite character though is Castiel. Did you see the latest episode? It was so intense.

Lady Flurryous: Mergana, whoho \o/ Thank you =) I knew you liked Thrandruil, haha

ArianaT: Thank you so much =) It means a lot that you like it so much. He is kind of hot; to be honest he was my first celebrity crush ;) It's night here now and I'm almost crossing the line into Tuesday but I will try an finish this before then so i can still say I updated on Monday.

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Chapter 35 The One With All the Fluff

The kiss started slowly but soon moved on more passionately. Merlin tried to deepen the kiss and she let him. Growing up as a lady and then an evil witch, she had never had any experience like this before; she had never even kissed someone.

But like everything else she did with Merlin, it was like second nature. Soon she took the command and somehow ended up on his lap so she could get better access. Her hands roamed his chest; both above and under his shirt; before they went up into his hair. His hands ended up around her waist, but she could feel them slink up under her tunic once in a while, but never high enough to make her feel uncomfortable.

He never pushed her to do something she didn't want to, letting her take the lead, and after what felt like hours, but was in real life only minutes, they broke apart with a gasp.

Merlin immediately started to caress her face while panting heavily. He looked at her with a warm smile that reached deep into his eyes. She looked back with an expression she hoped was equally warm and happy.

"That was unexpected." She couldn't stop her face from breaking out into a big smile.

"I'm sorry; I probably shouldn't have done that." Merlin said, but the big cheeky smile he sported made the words sound unconvincing.

"Maybe you should try to say that again without smiling." She smirked and leaned forward to press a quick kiss on his lips.

"Now I'm definitely not sorry." He beamed at her and surged forward to capture her lips again in another passionate embrace.

"Maybe we should take this to a more comfortable location." Morgana said when they broke for air again.

"Are you sure?" Merlin frowned and looked at her worriedly. "You don't have to do anything you're not ready for."

"I know." She gave a small smile and stroked his cheekbone with the back of her fingers. "I'm not sure I'm ready to go that far, but there are other things we can do." She winked at him and eased her way of his lap while dragging him with her by the shirt.

When they reached the bedroom, she let go of him and walked up to her bed to get her night clothes; she could feel his eyes on her the entire time.

"I'm going to get dressed in something more comfortable." She told him when she turned around. She walked up to him and gave him a quick peck on his cheek before heading to the bathroom.

She walked back out to find him lying on his back in his own bed; his chest bare and the comforter pulled up to his waist where she could just make out the beginning of his pyjama bottoms.

When he noticed her looking at him, he shifted so he was resting on his elbows and roomed his eyes up and down her body. She was wearing a black nightshirt that reached just above her knees and left her shoulders bare. She didn't like wearing it because it made her feel naked compared to the nightshifts she used to wear back in Camelot, but he looked at her in a way that made her feel both safe and comfortable at the same time.

"Your bed?" She said and raised an eyebrow; breaking the tension in the room.

"Well, it is the most comfortable one." He grinned at her and lifted the comforter so she could get in.

"Don't think I will sleep in here every night." She said while climbing in and laying down beside him. "Tomorrow it's my bed."

"So you are sure you want this?" He turned on his side and looked at her with a serious expression. "This isn't a onetime thing?"

"I have never been surer in life." She reached out and stroked his collarbone and then traced her hand up until she stopped at his ear. She ran her fingers along the contours of it.

"Good." He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her. She put her head down to rest on his chest afterwards with a content smile on her face.

"Is this a good time to ask why you've been staring at me weirdly lately?" Merlin asked while stroking her hair; she could hear the grin in his voice.

"I think you already know by now." She said shyly and looked up at him.

"Yeah, I think I know exactly why." He said silently and leaned over to kiss her again. She would never get sick of the feeling of his lips on hers and wanted to savour this moment forever.

"Just... don't tell Aithusa about this yet." She mumbled while snuggling into his side.

"Why?" He chuckled.

"It's nothing, but she will never let me hear the end of it." She looked at him shyly.

"Okay..." He smiled and leaned down on his pillow.

She traced her fingers over his chest. They brushed over his faded burn mark above his heart; he had told her about his encounter with Nimueh, but she had never seen the mark before. She moved her hand until it reached his shoulder and the tiny but many scars from the time she had healed him. He had been hit with a maze there and almost died, she remembered.

She also remembered what had happened after she had healed him and even though she couldn't see it since his neck wasn't visible; she knew the small scar from the Fomorrah was there as well. They had talked about that before so she didn't intend on taking it up now, but she couldn't help but feel slightly guilty.

She noticed how Merlin followed her fingers with his eyes and then looked at her with a concerned look. She could tell he knew what she was thinking about, but he didn't make any attempts to bring it up either. Instead he smiled softly and captured her hand in his, entwining their fingers and preventing her from continuing her trail of thoughts.

They spent the rest of the night kissing and just talking about nothing and everything at the same time. In the end they both fell asleep; Merlin on his back and she with her head on his chest and her arm around his waist; and didn't wake up until the next morning. It was the best night of sleep she had had in her entire life.

Merlin had never felt happier when he woke up the next morning. He had always felt something for her, even during her bad times, but he had never once imagined that she would reciprocate those feelings. He had buried his own feelings so deep inside himself, he never even realised he was falling for her all over again.

But this time around there was nothing to stop them; no tyrant king, no propriety and no secrets. He wowed to himself never to break her heart in any way, no matter what.

They had shifted positions during the night so he woke up spooning her; one arm slung over her waist and the other under her head.

He carefully untangled himself without waking her and then went up to get some breakfast for them. To avoid waking her he dressed quickly and then headed to the kitchen. He returned a half an hour later with a tray filled with food.

"Morgana," He put the tray down on the night-stand beside the bed. He shook her gently until she blinked once before settling her eyes on him with a smile and a yawn. "Good morning sleepy head." He leaned down to give her a quick kiss.

"G' morning." She mumbled and tried to sit up.

"I got us breakfast." He said and pointed to the tray.

"How considerate of you." She smiled before sitting up fully and taking a good look at the food. "That's quite a lot."

"Well, you know house elves." He grinned sheepishly and picked up the tray and walked away.

"Where are you going?" Morgana said, now fully awake.

"To the living room." He answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Why can't we eat here?" She raised her eyebrows.

"I don't want to get food in my bed." He said with a 'duh' expression before rolling his eyes and walking away. "Are you coming?" He called over his shoulder and chuckled silently when he heard her getting out of the bed quickly.

He put down the tray on the table when he felt two arms circling his waist and her head resting on his shoulder. He turned around so he could come face to face with her while she kept her arms in place.

"Thank you, Merlin," She smiled at him. "For getting breakfast."

"Anything for you, My lady." He smiled back, but it faltered when he noticed her discomfort at his words.

"You can't keep calling me that, Merlin." She let go of him and sat down on the sofa.

"Why not?" He sat down beside her with a frown.

"I'm not a lady anymore." She averted her gaze. "I haven't been one in a very long time."

"You may not be considered a lady this day and age," He tilted her chin so she could look at him. "But I have always considered you one and I will not stop now. You will always be my lady, no matter what." He leaned forward and kissed her which she returned feverishly.

"We should eat some breakfast." He broke the kiss and returned his attention to the tray.

"Hmm, but this is so much nicer." She said and cupped his face so she could continue the kiss.

"You're right." He smiled against her mouth and let her continue.

"You're late." Was the first thing Mr. Filch said when Merlin entered his office two hours later after a very slow breakfast.

"I'm sorry sir, I overslept." Merlin quickly came up with a lie. He figured Filch wouldn't appreciate the real reason.

"You will learn to be on time or I will be forced to report you to Professor Dumbledore, Mr. Embrose." Mr. Filch pointed a finger at him. "Mark my words, boy."

"Of course sir, I will not be late again." Merlin complied immediately, not wanting to be stuck in his office longer than necessary.

Mr. Filch didn't seem satisfied with his answer so he continued ranting on and on about something Merlin didn't listen to. He was too busy thinking about the promise Morgana had made when he left and he fully intended her to make good of it when he returned. He answered Mr. Filch with 'Yes sir', 'Of course, Sir' and 'No sir' on the right places until he was finally free to go.

He made his chores as quickly as he could, using magic even though it was cheating, and returned to his chambers where Morgana was waiting for him just as she had promised. He didn't leave the chamber until it was time for his classes that evening, bringing back dinner on his way back.

A few days later, Harry, Hermione and Ron were sitting at dinner and noticed the absent of their two friends for the fourth time that week.

"Where do you think they are?" Harry asked Hermione and Ron with a frown. "I haven't seen them all day, and yesterday I only saw a quick glimpse when they entered their chambers right before curfew."

"Then you've seen more than me, mate." Ron said through a mouthful of chicken. "I haven't seen them since the day Marcus was in a bad mood." He swallowed. "How about you, 'Mione?"

"I saw Marcus this morning on my way to class, but he didn't hear me when I called. He seemed to be in a rush." Hermione shrugged and took a bite from her potatoes.

"What do you think they're doing?" Ron asked.

"I have no idea." Harry shook his head. "Maybe something has happened with Morgan's father or Marcus' mother." Harry suggested. He had no idea what would make them so preoccupied otherwise.

"Yeah," Ron nodded. "Maybe that's it."

"Should we try and ask them if they need any help?" Harry said as he took a sip from his pumpkin juice.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Hermione intervened.

"Why not?" Ron asked with a frown.

"If they need our help they will ask for it." Hermione stated. "Besides, I don't think that's the problem."

"What do you think it is then?" Harry asked; leaning forward to hear what she had to say.

"I don't know, but my gut tells me not to go snooping around." Hermione looked off into the distance. "We might not like what we find." She said so quietly, Harry barely managed to hear it.

"Do you know what is going on?" He sent her an accusing glare.

"No," She said aghast. "Why would you think that?"

"I know you're keeping one of Marcus's secrets from us, why not another?" Harry raised his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?" Ron looked between the two with a confused expression.

"Hermione knows something about Marcus that she refuses to tell us." Harry explained without taking his eyes of Hermione, who glared back.

"It's not my place to tell it." Hermione snarled.

"So Harry's telling the truth?" Ron asked her.

"Yes, but..."

"Why haven't you told us?" Ron interrupted her. "Why didn't you tell me?" He turned his attention to Harry.

"I wanted to find out more before I told you." Harry explained. "I have tried to figure it out, but Marcus never lets anything slip." He grimaced.

"It's not my secret to give, Ron." Hermione interrupted him and looked pleadingly at Ron. "He will tell you both when he's ready, all I ask is that you keep an open mind when he does."

"Why do I have the feeling I won't like it when he does?" Ron looked hurt and confused.

"I'm sorry Ron, but I can't tell you." Hermione shook her head and stood up. "I need to go to the library before it closes." She explained. "See you in the common room later."

"Yeah, see you later." Harry said to her retreating back, but Ron kept silent. "Don't be mad at her; be mad at Marcus for not telling us." Harry patted him on the back.

"I'm not mad at her," Ron answered silently. "I'm just wondering why Marcus doesn't feel he can tell me when he clearly can tell Hermione."

"Apparently Hermione figured it out on her own." Harry explained; he hated seeing Ron so down. "So he didn't tell her by his own will, if that makes you feel any better."

"It does make me feel better, but not enough." Ron sighed and pushed his plate away. "I'm not hungry anymore; I want to go back to the common room." He stood up. "Are you coming?"

"Yeah," Harry shrugged and stood up as well. He didn't want to leave Ron alone right now.

The following two weeks went by quickly; Morgana felt like she was living on cloud nine all the time. She and Merlin spent even more time together than usual and Aithusa never missed an opportunity to point out that she had been right all along.

They hadn't told the trio yet; wanting to make sure it was something real first, and they also felt it was something they wanted to keep to themselves, something precious that shouldn't be shared with anyone.

Of course that didn't go according to plan when they were discovered in a compromising situation; in the library nonetheless.

"I will never get the hang of this." Ron muttered while trying to write down his transfiguration homework. He, Harry and Hermione sat in the library, finishing their homework. "I can't believe she wants us to write over twelve inches in two days."

"Had you started earlier you wouldn't have only two days." Hermione said matter-of-factly while she was putting the finishing touches on her own essay.

Harry shook his head at his two friend's antics. They may be on good terms again, but that didn't stop their bickering. He was trying to write the final conclusion on his own homework when he heard someone giggle somewhere in the library.

"Did you hear that?" He asked the others, stopping whatever argument they were in.

"Hear what?" Ron asked.

"I heard someone giggle." He explained and stood up.

"We're not the only ones that are allowed to study here, Harry." Hermione pointed out.

"Yeah I know, but it sounded familiar." He walked over to the nearby bookshelves that shielded their table from the one on the other side.

"Merlin, stop it" He heard someone say that sounded suspiciously like Morgan.

"Why? I know you like it when I do this." He heard another voice, this one sounded like Marcus, and Morgan's laugh ringed out afterwards.

"It's Morgan and Marcus." He said in a whisper to Ron and Hermione, trying not to alert the duo on the other side.

"Are you sure?" Hermione whispered back; having walked up to Harry together with Ron. "We have barely seen them these last two weeks."

"Positive." Harry said and strained his ears to see if he could hear some more.

"I wonder why they didn't tell us they were going to study in the library." Ron said.

"Let's find out." Harry said and made to walk around the bookshelves.

The first thing Harry saw was the table just around the corner, with some open books on it, a notepad and Marcus's walkman. The chairs were empty, but Marcus's brown leather jacket was slung over one of them, but it was what he saw further down the path that made him stand still in shock.

The sight that greeted him wasn't something he had expected. Morgan was sitting in the windowsill farther down, Marcus standing between her legs. His arms were on either side of her on the windowsill and his head bent down to kiss her neck while she had her own head bent backwards to expose it better. Her arms circled his waist and her hands where tucked in his back pockets, seemingly squeezing, and her legs were wrapped around his.

"Oh, Merlin..." She moaned and moved her hands up to his hair instead and used it to tug Marcus' head up, and then she kissed him vigorously which he gladly reciprocated.

Harry stood frozen with his mouth hanging open in shock, unable to really comprehend what he was seeing.

"Oh my..." He heard Hermione gasp beside him.

"Bloody hell...!" Ron exclaimed right after, rousing him from his frozen stature.

Marcus and Morgan broke apart when they heard Ron, and Marcus stepped back a little; but not enough to leave Morgan's leg lock; before he turned around and looked at them. Both had a flustered expression on their faces.

"Ehm... Hi." Marcus said sheepishly with a wave while Morgan quickly wiped her mouth.

"How long have you been here?" She said with narrowed eyes and adjusted her shirt. She didn't jump down from the windowsill.

"Long enough to see you two snogging the life out of each other!" Ron burst out and waved his hand franticly between them. "How long has this been going on?"

"Two weeks." Marcus answered with a steady expression.

Harry cast a quick glance towards Hermione to see how she was reacting. She seemed calm, but there was something in her expression that made him think she wasn't entirely comfortable in the situation.

"Why haven't you told us?" Ron continued to question Marcus.

"We don't have to tell you everything." Morgan glared at Ron and Marcus put an arm around her waist to calm her down. Harry could tell they really cared about each other because Morgan visibly relaxed at the gesture.

"Why don't we make this a little more quiet?" Marcus said and looked over Harry's shoulder. Harry turned around to see Madame Pince lurking around the corner.

"So... You two are dating?" Hermione said without meeting Merlin's eyes. She could see Harry looking at her worriedly.

"Yeah..." Merlin said and looked at Morgana with a happy smile. "You could say that."

Something inside her felt jealous when she saw the loving expression they had for each other, but she suppressed it. She should be happy for them even if it was weird that the Great Merlin was dating the evil Morgan le Fay. Then again, she had learned by reading Merlin's diary that the Arthurian legends differed from the history books. She didn't know Morgana well enough to cast judgement on her; she had to trust that Merlin knew what he was doing and he did look happy. The happiest she had ever seen him.

"Oi, stop that." Ron voice shook her from her revere and she looked up in time to see Merlin and Morgana kissing before they broke off and sent Ron a glare; both equally frightening.

"You have no say in this matter, Ron." Merlin said. "I had to endure months of you and Lavender with each other's tongue stuck down your throats." He smirked. "We are at least decent...well," He tilted his head and winked at Morgana. "Unless someone walks in on us."

Ron didn't answer, but his face got red and he cast a quick glance in her direction. Hermione couldn't help but blush herself when she remembered the position they had found them in. It had looked very intimate.

"Now, I and Marcus have some matters we need to attend to; we never got to finish what we were doing, after all." Morgana smirked and Harry and Ron blushed at her implication. "So why don't you three scamper of or something." She waved them away before grabbing hold of the front of Merlin's shirt and pulled him towards her. "Shell we continue, Marcus?" She smirked.

"It would be my pleasure, My lady." Merlin smirked back and leaned forward, but Hermione averted her gaze before she could see exactly what it was he did. But she did hear some sound that weren't too hard to figure out.

"At least we know why we haven't seen them so much these last two weeks." Harry said when they had walked back to their table in a hurry.

"Do you think they have... you know?" Ron used his hands to try and explain.

"No idea." Harry shrugged. "I don't really want to think about it."

"But you got to hand it to him," Ron said with grin. "He got game."

Hermione just shook her head at their banter and tried hard not to think about what Ron implied. They decided to leave the library and return to the common room and finish their homework there instead; not entirely comfortable with the noises they could distinguish from the other side.

A/N

So, this chapter was full of fluff so beware for the next one, ;P

Since the first Semifinal of the Eurovision is tomorrow, I want this week's question to be; which country do you want to win? (You can't choose your own).

I like Estonia, Norway and Cyprus.

I also want to give a shout out to whatswiththemustache who has written and Merlin/Frozen crossover and it's amazing. It's called "A Tale of Fire and Ice".

I would also like to make a fic suggestion to anyone who feels called to write it. There's a Dark!Merlin and Morgana AU youtube video called "Where the Lonely Ones Roam" and someone definitely should write a fic about it. Unfortunately I and my fellow writer Wrigglesworth59 are both to busy to do it so I ask you instead. If you feel it in your heart that this video should be a fic, then please write it.

Have a great week everyone and don't forget to watch the Eurovision on Saturday and vote for Sweden ;P