For the likes of us
I do not own Harry Potter or Merlin no matter how much I love them both.
Merlin paced around his chambers thinking. His chambers looked like they did when he was still living with Gaius, minus a few minor changes. A mirror hung to the left of his bed and his bedding was crimson with a golden dragon on it, the crest of Camelot. But his old home was not what was on his mind. Dark magic, evil people, it was all around him that was what he was thinking about. The world he built up was slowly tearing its self apart. The Daily Prophet lay on the floor after Merlin threw it down in a fit of anger. "DEATH MARK STRIKES FEAR" was the headline. It was as he feared. It was starting again. A war was coming like no other. The one before this he kept quiet, he did nothing but watch quietly from the shadows. He regrets, now, not taking action. The boy, Harry, he could see so much of himself in him it actually scared him. Oh, how he loathed himself for what he had done sometimes. His age was unnatural. His appearance was unnatural. 'Maybe for once Arthur was right.' He thought to himself. 'Maybe magic is evil. But it isn't… is it?' he continued to think. He stopped pacing, and looked at himself in the mirror. His own bright blue eyes stared back at him. What was he thinking? What could he do to help? Merlin knew. He always knew.
"Oh, Merlin. You look so young yet you are so old." He talked to his reflection.
"Would it have been better if I just died? If I just let natural age take me and my friends?" He asked himself.
"But then I would not have such a great adviser." A voice rang out behind him. Merlin spun startled by the new voice.
"Sorry 'bout that Merlin." Albus said.
"It's alright. For a second I thought you might have been someone else." Merlin said with a shrug. "Ignore the princess." Rang in his head. Merlin had to suppress a snicker from that voice.
"I was hoping You could do me a favor Albus" Merlin said.
"What would that be?" Albus asked eying the warlock curiously.
"I want to teach this year." Merlin answered looking dignified like Arthur when he asked Uther a question when he knew he would say no.
"Merlin I understand..." Dumbledore began.
"NO you Don't. I have been around for over 400 years. I have watched thousands died. I have healed hundreds from dieing during the first wizard war. BUT. I have NOT been involved directly. Harry is in more danger than before. I tried to get involved last year and what happened then. I WILL get involved. I WILL help." Merlin shouted. Dumbledore bowed his head.
"Okay, but I can't pay you and there are no openings due to Alastor Moody."
"That's fine I'll teach them what I know best. Arthurian legend, wand-less magic, and druid magic."
"I can arrange that." Dumbledore said. Merlin nodded and walked into one of his other rooms that resembled remarkably like Gaius' chambers, filled with potions, remedies, poultices ,the spell books Gaius gave him, his sidhe staff,and clay pots with water and cloth.
"Wow." Albus said this being the first time he had seen Merlin's physician chambers. "Thank you Albus. I take a great amount of pride making this look like Gaius' old chambers... except cleaner so I can't trip over any brooms or stools." Merlin said just before promptly tripping over a broom. "Give me a second to change I want you to meet someone." He said before heading out the door once again to his chambers to change. He returned shortly later wearing a blue shirt, brown jacket, red neckerchief, brown trousers and dark high boots.
"Sorry that took a while I'm used to doing it the old fashioned way." Merlin apologized. Dumbledore nodded in understanding.
"Well follow me." Merlin said walking out the door that was opposite the of the door that led to his chambers. Albus tentatively followed Merlin out and found himself out by the lake. Merlin walked down to the lake's edge. He held his hand out parallel to the water, his eyes glowing gold. Albus waited for something to happen. Then it did. A long thin arm appeared out of the water and it moved closer to the edge. The arm disappeared and a head appeared in it's place. A girl young in age, a thin face with brown hair. She was smiling. She wore a long purple blue dress.
"Merlin." She greeted and embraced the warlock. Merlin smiled greatly and kissed the girl.
"I missed you so much Freya." Merlin whispered.
"Albus and I are going to visit our... big friend. I was wondering if you would care to join us?" Merlin continued. The girl, Freya nodded. The three walked along the lake's edge for maybe a mile.
"O drakon, e mala soi ftengometh tesd'hup anankes! Erkheo!" Merlin said under his breath. There was a great beating of wings.