Notes:

Little life update...skip if ya want:
It's my birthday month this month. My birthday is on the 10th. I don't have good birthday memories. To be honest with you, they're sad, and the last 5 years were really shitty, like traumatizingly shitty. So, I was expecting a bad birthday again this year, and it didn't disappoint. It was shitty again, but I made up for it because the next weekend after my birthday, I hung out with my friends, and I had the time of my life that day. I did end up getting heat stroke, and I did almost fainted in the train station, but I have good friends who took care of me. What we did for my birthday was we went to the Museum of Ice Cream in the city, and we hung out there, and it was really fun. It was all pink, and there were ball pits and slides, and like a coloring thing, it was fun. Also, there were a lot of aesthetically nice places to take pictures. We then met up with another friend of mine, and we went to a Japanese food festival that was also happening on the same day. While I didn't personally eat anything there, my friends got a lot of snacks, and they ate their fill. And then, after that, one of my friends who joined us at the festival took us to Koreatown in the city, and I bought a bunch of cool things. I found my favorite snack of all time in this Korean grocery store we went to. After that, we also went to the cafeteria hall thing where there were a bunch of different stands for food, and you could buy whatever you wanted and then go sit down together. It was really cool. I didn't eat anything, but I did buy a little cheese ball, and that tasted pretty good. I wasn't really hungry because of my stomach issues. But I was having a really good time anyway. I walked 10,000 steps that day. Now, on a normal basis, I walk 300-800 steps. I went above and beyond that day. Also, the one thing I hate doing is climbing staircases, like the staircase in my house is whatever, but actually, to climb very high staircases is a nightmare, and I climbed like 15 that day. Because in the museum and the cafeteria and going through the train stations they all had really long staircases and they murdered my soul. But in the end, it was all right. There were some ups and downs that day, but it was overall a really great day, so I really enjoyed that day. Also, I built up the courage to ask my friends to hang out with me because I get nervous with that sort of shit, and the fact that they said yes makes me more eager to ask them to hang out again, so it's going to be great.

Also, I did some retail therapy and bought myself a bunch of shit that I probably didn't need again. I did this last birthday. So it's becoming a pattern, but this time, I bought a portable charger, I bought some makeup, and I bought a mirror. I bought a new mouse because my old one broke. I bought some purses and some clothes, and I bought this bed table that I've been looking at online for like a year now, and I was just like, you know what fuck it? I have some birthday money. I'm buying it, and I bought it, and now I'm really happy about it. Of course, everything I bought is green. All of the presents my friends got me are green. All of my clothes are green. The only thing that I bought that wasn't green was I bought some shoes because I needed shoes that weren't green because I have clothes that aren't green and I only have green shoes, and it's becoming a problem so that was the other part of my birthday spending extravaganza that lasted like a week of me just buying random shit that I probably didn't need as consolation prizes for surviving through my birthday.

Also, on another another note, my dog. Loki, the big one. He is a nut job and actually almost murdered my hand today. I have a very big hole in my finger because he grabbed one of those silica packets that fell out of a shoe or something, and I didn't want him to eat that because of poisons and shit. So I tried to get it out of his mouth by offering him something else, and I was trying to offer him some cheese, but the butter fell out of the fridge when I grabbed the cheese packet, and he grabbed the whole ass stick of butter and ran away with it, and I was like fuck he'll get sick if he eats that so I ran and cornered him and tried to grab the butter, but instead he dropped the butter and chewed the fuck out of my hand. I have Band-Aids all over my hand because bitch it hurts so bad. I'm trying to move forward and try to mend my relationship with my dog by training him better. I'm trying it's really difficult because I'm really pissed at the moment. But he has a cute face, so I'm sure it'll fade. Though he did eat a stick of butter, so that's that. I never got the stick of butter out of his mouth because when I tried, my hand became a chew toy, and there are now cuts and bruises and holes in my hand, and I didn't want to try again

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Malfoy Manor (Reclaimed By Voldemort again )

August 2, 2007

Voldemort and the Death Eaters that followed him have been switching bases for a while now to always keep on the move so that they weren't detected by Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix, but after the death of Dumbledore, Voldemort decided that there was nothing that could get in his way as much as Dumbledore did and decided to make Malfoy Manor his base of operations, more like the home base where everything would take place on the down low. Of course, they still had to be cautious, but not like they used to. So, while they didn't advertise that they were there, they definitely didn't hide it either.

"Reiterate what happened yesterday while I was out." Voldemort said, sitting at the head of a long dinner table, tearing apart a piece of meat with his hands as he was eating it in a poised yet barbaric manner.

Currently, they were having a meeting as a certain event took place yesterday that called attention to some problems that may arise or not during the fights that were soon to come. Sitting at the table was a group of Death Eaters with some recognizable faces of whom were Snape, Draco, Draco's parents, Morgana, Mordred, and Bellatrix, along with six or seven other Death Eaters. Most of them were standing in the background, and only a few were sitting at the table.

There was an array of food on the table, but the only people who were eating were Voldemort and Morgana.

Normally, it would just be Voldemort, but Morgana fears nothing except for the unpredictability of her eternal foe, Emrys.

"As I was saying, yesterday when we went to Diagon Alley for some potion ingredients, we met other reincarnations," Morgan said, rather frustrated.

"Allies?" Snape asked as he knew about the reincarnations, but he had been on the run recently and had just made it back to being into the loop of everything again.

"No! Considering Gwaine was there, there is no possible way they will be my allies, considering I killed him in my last life. Also, it almost confirms that the woman we met at the crystal cave is 100% working against us; first, I thought she may have just gone on her own and did whatever she wanted to do, but considering she was standing next to Gwaine, it's almost easily assumed that they were working together. And to top this horrible moment off, the last person I saw, while looking a little different than what I remember, but I'm almost positive that I just met, is the reincarnation of Arthur's trusted, loyal servant, confirming that all three of them are our enemies." Morgan said, having come to this annoying conclusion herself yesterday.

"Loyal servant?" Bellatrix asked, as she wasn't really that knowledgeable about muggle legends, but even though she knew a bit about the Arthurian legends, she didn't remember a servant mentioned.

Morgana laughed loudly,

"Ah right, you don't know who I'm talking about, a thorn in my side, as great as Emrys was, and completely loyal to Arthur, Merlin."

There were shocked reactions all over the room. Mainly, the shock was from learning that Merlin reincarnated. But the rest of the shock was that he was a servant. Actually, it's not just shock. They were bewildered as they couldn't believe what they just heard. And some of them were refusing to believe what they had just heard, considering how many angry faces were around the room when she said that. The thought that one of the greatest wizards to ever exist was a servant to a Muggle King, their pure-blood hearts couldn't handle it. Even Voldemort looked confused as there was no inkling in any of the legends, or throughout anywhere in history, that Merlin was ever King Arthur's servant.

"You said that Merlin's reincarnation doesn't exactly look like him. Could it be a descendant rather than his reincarnation?" One of the Death Eaters asked, cutting through the shock.

The room went silent as everyone looked at him, and he started to stutter, explaining himself and his thought process,

"I was just asking because don't all the recent reincarnations look identical to their past self? ...uh...ma'am."

Morgana looked thoughtful.

"I think I might agree," Mordred said.

"Why?" Voldemort queried.

Voldemort wasn't too sure what to think of Mordred as he was under the impression that Mordred was not reliable, but under Morgana's influence and a handful of potions, he was compliant with them.

"I was there as well, and I did recognize Gwaine, like Morgana, after he punched me in the face. I didn't recognize the woman, but she felt powerful. But who we assumed to be Merlin's reincarnation, I would have to disagree that it's him. I don't doubt that he is coming, but I know that's not him. Other than my magic telling me it's not, I couldn't really explain why I think so." Mordred said.

Mordred was a bit confused because Morgana was talking as if Emrys and Merlin were two separate people. She kept talking about an old man being Emrys and Merlin as just Arthur's servant. This didn't make sense to Mordred as he did have all his memories, but something was telling him that he shouldn't speak up and clear the confusion, even though he really wanted to .

He wanted to help Morgana, his trusted friend and ally, in this fight, but something deep within his soul was telling him that he shouldn't say anything at all. He was trusting that instinct for now, but he wasn't sure why he was having so many conflicting thoughts in his head, especially against Morgana, whom he trusted and who was like family to him. He didn't understand everything going on, but he would help Morgana whenever he could, as long as his thoughts didn't persuade him otherwise.

"But I will agree. It looks very similar to him." Mordred said confidently.

Voldemort looked slightly, almost inconceivably worried. Myridian Emrys was already enough of a hassle to deal with, plus the Order of the Phoenix and, of course, Harry Potter.

Now he had to deal with reincarnations of legends from the past and...Merlin.

This war was looking more of a nuisance than he thought.

The room was full of worried and anxious faces, but one particular person in the room wasn't paying attention at all. He was listening to the beginning, half of what was being said, but after someone mentioned Merlin's name, his head started burning in pain.

He wasn't making any noise to give any indication that he was in pain, but his head was down, and he had a permanent frown on his face. But nobody noticed because of all the relevant information being said; no one could pay attention to Draco.

Draco was leaning on his hands, looking down at the table in pain. He had a deep frown etched onto his face, and his eyes were squeezed shut as if he were in pain.

He didn't make a peep to let anybody else know that he was in pain, but he sure as hell felt it.

His skin was wet with moisture, and his legs were shaking.

He was doing everything he could to keep what was happening to him silent.

His head was on fire.

It felt like someone was taking an ice pick to his brain, stabbing it over and over and over again every time someone said, Merlin. It was just a word that shouldn't mean anything to him, that shouldn't bother him as much as it's hurting him, but for some reason, anytime the name was uttered, his head screamed in pain.

It was like an ongoing headache that just hurt more and more and more as the conversation continued on.

It was almost too much for Draco to handle.

It was so painful sometimes he felt like he wanted to scream or pass out to make it stop.

He didn't really understand what was triggering this pain other than the word Merlin, but he didn't know why the word itself was so painful. And any time he tried to think of a reason why Merlin would be painful in his head, his head just hurt excruciatingly more, and he stopped all those thoughts to stop the pain.

As the conversation moved on and as he stopped thinking about Merlin altogether, the headache drifted off into a dull throbbing pain and eventually settled to a small remaining headache. He didn't understand why this was happening to him or how to stop it, but in his mind, as long as he didn't think about it he wouldn't be in such pain, and he was more than happy to stop thinking about it.

Even if it was something of concern, he'd rather not feel the pain.

Order of the Phoenix meeting

August 2, 2007

A quick meeting was put together as not everyone could make it, but a good group of people was there, considering all of the reincarnations on Merlin's side were present. From the order, the people who could make it were Kingsley, Sirius(in disguise), Remus, Arthur Weasley, Mrs. McGonagall, and Tonks, someone they recently met at the funeral. Harry Potter was brought as well, as he needed to be updated on some things that were important enough to take him out of his aunt and uncle's house. The meeting was held at Merlin's residence as it was just easier than bringing all of the reincarnations anywhere else.

Merlin hosted them in his garden but more now Nimueh's garden at this point, as she had probably spent the most time here since her rebirth.

Also, the garden was looking a lot more vibrant under her care as Merlin had just left what the previous owners had done with the place but, anyway, had made the garden flourish under her magic.

It felt like they were in a forest now rather than a well-managed posh backyard.

They held the meeting in the backyard because there was just more space for everyone to gather, and Myridian's house was becoming rather cluttered with boxes of stuff they were ordering for their preparations for the future, and the house was a complete mess.

Merlin said it was fine and that it just needed a little shaping up, but it was a mess, plain and simple.

"Okay, we gathered as fast as possible; what happened?" Kingsley looked to the group.

Gwaine, who normally doesn't speak during meetings, spoke up,

"We met Morgana in...uh...what's that place called?" Gwaine asked, looking at James/Sirius.

"Diagon Alley," Sirius answered.

"Yeah, there, and she was with Mordred," Gwaine said, mumbling under his breath about how Mordred needed more than a punch to the face.

"Really? She's just going around in the open?" Harry asked, confused; he'd thought Voldemort would've kept her hidden.

"Yes, she and Mordred were out shopping like us; Gwaine noticed them first, but it probably would've ended worse if it was the other way around. I mean, all they got was a punch to the face courtesy of Gwaine's fist to Mordred's face, but it would have been worse if they had attacked us out in the open. I'm sure if they could've gotten the first attack, they wouldn't have held back." Sirius said.

"And that boy, Mordred, you said he was a druid in the past? Emrys?" Nimueh asked.

"Yes," Merlin said, wondering where she was going with this.

"Hmmm, he isn't as strong as druids of the old, though, to be fair, druids of the old weren't all that strong either. He's much weaker than Morgana, or the noseless creature. But they had wands on them." Nimueh said as an afterthought. She could feel the magic in their wands, but she still thought wands were useless to any reincarnations.

The only reason she bought one was because she was interested in what Merlin had said previously about how new magic had made magic more simplified, and she wanted to test it out, but if she was fighting or wanted to do something simple, why use a wand when she doesn't need it.

"So you attacked them, and they just left? I would have assumed that a huge fight would've broken out." Remus said, confused.

Gwaine looked away,

"Well..."

"They looked a bit startled," Nimueh said, not elaborating.

But she looked at Merlin and spoke into his mind; they were shocked at Sirus' appearance. This might not be good. Merlin was worried about that, but what could he do other than prepare?

"Probably because of Gwaine," Merlin interjected,

"I mean, Morgana probably recognized Gwaine, and Nimueh is famous right now for destroying a bunch of Death Eaters; they probably thought it was safer to leave," Merlin said, looking at Gwaine who understood what he was saying.

Kingsley agreed as he had no more information,

"Okay, since they are being careless, let's take advantage of it. I'll take Aruors and start patrolling busy districts since they think they can blend in since no one knows their faces yet." Kingsley looked down at his phone and started to write stuff down in his notes.

"I know what Morgana looks like; describe Mordred to me. As best as you can." He said to Gwaine.

"Oh, no need; I have a picture, you see. I thought he looked familiar a few months ago, and no wonder why I thought so," Gwaine said; taking his phone out, he googled a name, and there popped up Mordred's photo.

"The dude is a celebrity in the muggle world," Gwaine said, showing a picture of Mordred on the red carpet.

"He's also gone missing, but we now know why." Everyone grimaced, and Gwaine proceeded to send Kingsley the photo and then spent five minutes showing him how to do it since Kingsley didn't know sending photos was possible.

After that, everyone separated to eat as Gwen had ordered delivery, and everyone tucked in.

Eventually, the casual conversation shifted to another main topic, which was a plan to safely transport Harry to school without Voldemort finding him. In the process of moving him back to his aunt and uncle's house for the protection that his mother bought him, in her sacrifice, that protection was waning as he finally came of age. The protection was due to disappear anytime now. And, of course, with that in mind, nowhere would be safe, at least none of the predictable spots, and with that being said, they had to move Harry strategically and with a ton of backup plans.

After discussing with the Order on different occasions, a few plans were put into discussion, but one plan in particular worked its way up the chain of command, and it was brought about in this meeting.

"This was an idea that had been flying around for a while. We have seven different people disguise themselves as Harry, and we match each different Harry up with a guardian, and all of us will depart at the same time f rom the same location going in different directions, hoping that the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord will follow the wrong one while Harry can make his escape to the new safe house," Kingsley said.

Harry looked concerned with that plan,

"I don't know that's dangerous; that means that everyone who's disguised as me will be attacked, and the dark lord will be coming to kill me, so everyone's life will be in danger." Harry looked unsure.

"Potter, this is the best option; it's better the adults who can handle themselves get attacked than all the heat is on you alone. It's either this or we move you now and hold up somewhere, preparing for an all-out dog fight." Moody said as his eye swiveled sporadically.

Harry sighed.

He didn't like this, but even though he agreed it was a good idea, but he felt guilty that his friends were to risk their lives like this for him.

"Who's going to go? We should set this up now to make the plan go more smoothly the day of, no?" Merlin asks.

"I am more than happy to be a distraction as well," Merlin said, being the first to offer himself into this smart but dangerous plan.

"I will participate as well." Nimueh offered.

"If there's anything I can do, let me know," Gwaine said.

He'd heard the gist of the plan, and while he was useless for the magic portion, he wouldn't mind causing a distraction if needed.

He was also itching to get in on the action.

"Meow." A small cat who hadn't made an appearance all night hopped up on Gwaine's lap and sat up like she was saying she'd join too, but that was just what it looked like; obviously , the cat didn't know what was happening.

Nimueh gave the cat a weird look but didn't say anything.

"Well, no need to volunteer; each and everyone here will be involved, as well as some who couldn't make the short notice meeting. Myridian and Nimueh, we will be happy for you to join. Mr. Gwaine, I appreciate the offer, but this is far too dangerous for someone without magic. Of course, I mean no offense, but while this won't be an all-out fight, I do not expect it to come out unscathed. And I do not doubt your bravery, but standing against a wizard with no magic is quite suicidal." Mrs. McGonnagal said politely.

Gwaine sighed but expected this.

"We are working on that," Merlin said, pointing to Nimueh and himself.

They knew that whenever the final fight happened, the knights were not going to be content to sit on the sidelines, so they were slowly creating modern armor, specifically against magic. Their magic-proofing tech spells were coming in handy in particular. Also, Gwaine had commissioned Merlin to make him a few weapons outside of a sword, as he thought since they were in the 21st century, they should be utilizing it. But that was for another time and not this fight.

"I suppose that's good in the long run; I hope you succeed. " Kingsley said, calculating the risks of Muggles being able to combat against wizard kind, but then he thought that Myridian was a rather good fellow and he didn't need to worry too deeply at the moment.

"Then let's decide the pairs now. Since we already made a list of who would join, let's decide who will be disguised and who should pair with whom." Kingsley said, pulling out a list and placing it on the table for all to see.

Gwen was the closest and read through the list first,

"Wait? These are children, right?" She said, pointing to a few names on the list as Harry and she had a chat as he helped her grab the takeout and bring it to the table.

Harry shared a school story, and she recognized some of the names.

The list of people was... Hagrid, Kingsley, George, Remus, Fred, Arthur Weasly, Tonks, Hermione, Ron, Fluer, and Bill. Myridian and Nimueh's name was scribbled underneath as they were the two new add-ons.

Everyone else got a chance to read the list soon after Gwen brought up her concerns.

"I think we should substitute the other children for some of us. We may not be able to use magic, but we are better to be in danger than children. Mer-Myridian, you agree, right?" Gwen asked Merlin, almost slipping up as she was pretty passionate about this.

Merlin nodded as he agreed that this was rather dangerous for children; if he could, he'd wish Harry would stay out of it as well, but Destiny sadly wouldn't allow that.

He did care a lot about his friends, but he also trusted them enough to know that they would be fine, especially with the stupid amount of protection spells he would cast before sending them off anywhere dangerous.

"Yeah, I still am open to join," Gwaine said before getting up and running inside quickly; he then proceeded to rummage through the couch seats and produced a wand after a few minutes of searching,

"I can even pretend to see," Gwaine said after running back outside, waving the wand around like he was dueling some imaginary man.

He then smiled while holding his wand out.

Merlin frowned, searching his pockets, and found his own wand and looked even more confused.

"Where did you get that?" He asked, confused.

Nimueh took out the one she acquired and held it out to show it off,

"We got it at the wand shop when we were shopping."

Everyone looked confused.

"Wait, I thought you said you didn't need a wand," Kingsley said, confused.

"I don't. I can do magic without it. I was just curious about this new version of magic you all use, so I bought one to study it." Nimueh said.

The others around the room nodded, seeing the sense in that.

"But how did you get the wand? You're a muggle, right?" Harry asked, not understanding how a muggle would get a wand to choose him.

"Oh, my cat picked it out," Gwaine said, picking up his cat.

"It's a magical one...I think...I bought her in the familiar shop." Gwaine said, showing off his cat to everyone proudly.

That didn't really ease the confusion at all, but they moved on, deciding to add Gwaine and Gwen to the list as they volunteered to go instead of Ron and Hermione. After that, they discussed who would match up with whom. Harry Potter was going to go with Hagrid, as Harry said he was comfortable with that. Merlin and Nimway were being paired up together. Even though it seemed like an imbalance of strength, they considered it rather that they were better to be together because they fought well in tandem together. The next group was George and Remus. The next group was Fred and his father, Arthur Weasley. Another pairing that was made was Fluer and Bill, as they worked well together as well. After counting the remaining people, they figured that Gwaine would go with Kingsley and Gwen would go with Tonks. Just for extra precautions on their end.

After everything was decided, James/Sirius offered to run interference as he was sure there was going to be a lot of Death Eaters joining the fight. He said he was going to follow one of the pairs to make the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord feel that maybe he was chasing the real Harry.

But, of course, he planned on following someone else. It was a solid plan, all things considered, and it was to happen in two days.

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Notes:

Okay, big, big things. It's been a while since I last posted. I apologize; I've had a lot of real-life problems going on, and I've just been thrown so many different ways with everything that's been going on, and I'm finally back in a place where I'm here to write. I've been trying to do more self-care recently, and as much as I love writing, self-care for me is just reading books and doing things I wouldn't normally do. So I've been trying to do all of the self-care things, but since it's been raining for the past few days and I can't leave my house, I've been starting to really feel like I wanted to write again, so I took the initiative and wrote about half of this chapter and I'm going to try to continue on a fresh new chapter back in it all its glory of writing a really long chapter, but for now, this is just going to be the short one because I need to get the story started for me again at least if that makes sense.

Big updates for this story, actually. I finished it. Yes, that is correct. I completed the story in my notes. The chapters are not written, so don't expect fast updates because I don't have that, but I made a timeline of all the events that I want to have happen in chronological order, and I wrote it down. I spent a day doing that, and I ended up with 30 pages of just notes. So imagine how many freaking pages this book is going to take to finish; who knows, honestly. I'm hoping and aiming for 50 chapters, but I have doubts. But no matter what happens in my life, know I have the ending written so it will be completed even if it takes a little longer because of real-life drama that happens. So, look forward to the ending at some point. It's really epic, and I'm proud of myself for it.

*****A little timeline adjustment. I forgot that the spell on Harry Potter's uncle and aunt's house wears off when he turns 17. So let's say that the spell wears off within a week of him turning 17, so two or three days later, it'll completely wear off for the sanctity of my fanfic; please let this happen. I write things, and then I post things, and then I go back, and I'm like, oh fuck that's basically what happened here. It's hard to remember the Harry Potter Canon when I'm trying to write fanfiction with its own alternate show characters, and World mixed into it.******

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