Chapter six

A.N. I know I said Leon would be Justin, but I changed my mind. I have read many stories that insinuate that Leon became immortal after drinking from the cup of life, so that is how he is in my story.

It was a dark night and the halls of the Ministry of Magic were silent and empty except for a lone figure who was limping through the halls carrying a cane.

As Merlin hobbled through the corridors, he was also aware that death eaters may lurk about and kept his guard up. the limping was just an act of course.

"You there!" someone barked. "What business do you have here" Merlin turned to face the man and his face broke into a smile.

"Sir Leon, just the man I was looking for" The man paused, and peered at Merlin.

"Dragoon?" he questioned curiously. Merlin smirked and quickly dropped the glamour before putting it back up.

"Merlin! Bloody Hell. you're Harry Potter!"

"Shhh!" Merlin shushed him. "I've come to bring you to Hogwarts" Leon sighed.

"Why?" he asked. "I'm fine here. As an unspeakable, the spells on me prevent anyone from knowing who I am or that I don't age"

"I know" Merlin replied. "But Voldemort is attacking Hogwarts tomorrow and we need the round table together again"

"Merlin, for that to happen, we would have to find everyone..." he trailed off as he saw Merlin grinning.

"Arthur, Lancelot, Guinevere, Morgana, Mordred, and Elyan are all back," He said. "I'm hoping the others awaken during the battle"

"Wait, Merlin, how are you, Harry Potter?" Leon asked. "is that why you disappeared all those years ago?" Merlin nodded.

"Yes, Arthur had just been born and I chose to take the form of a baby to grow up with him. It didn't work out the way that I had hoped, but we are together now" Leon nodded.

"How did you know where to find me?" Leon asked. Merlin just looked at him and Leon sighed.

Merlin and Leon went to the veil room.

"Merlin, isnt this..."Leon trailed off.

"Yes, this is the veil where Morgana released the Doracha and where Sirius fell through and we believed he was dead. It is also going to be Voldemort's doom" He raised his hand towards the veil. "Till anam briste an droch aon" Leon watched as the veil rippled, and wind seemed to rip around them.

"Merlin, your scar!" Leon gasped as Merlin's scar began to glow brightly as a dark mist seemed to be pulled out of his head. several other random objects appeared and they all flew into the veil. All at once the wind died down, and it was quiet.

"What was that?" Leon asked. Merlin smiled.

"Voldemort is mortal now" he replied. "He will still be really powerful and difficult to kill, but this time he will be unable to come back" Leon and Harry returned to Hogwarts. Leon decided to stay in the ROR since he was not a student. Harry went in search for Neville as he was sure that Gwaine would be needed. As it turned out, he found Neville in the kitchens drinking Firewhiskey. as this was very, very unusual for Neville, Harry tentatively said,

"Gwaine?" Neville turned to look at him.

"Merlin!" he grinned. "fancy a fire whiskey?" Harry laughed.

"Ok Nev, what's up. I know Gwain drank alot but Neville doesn't" Neville sighed.

"I know," he said. "I don't plan on going back fully to the way i was, but hey, we might die tomorrow" Harry nodded.

"Not if I can help it" he said. "Ginny and I are going to reveal our return tomorrow during the fight. None of you are obligated to reveal yourselves, though with Draco wielding Excalibur people might realize it is Arthur"

"If you haven't realized by now that the round table will always have your back then you don't know us very well. I do find it ironic that we all have magic now"

"Yeah, but it makes things so much easier going against Voldemort" Harry replied. Neville nodded.

"We are extremely prepared, i think" Neville replied. "I mean, Voldemort may think he's all that, but with some of the things we faced back then, he seems tame compared to all of that"

"Yeah. It seems so silly. a couple weeks ago I was freaking out about him and wondering how on earth i could defeat him and now, its more of an annoyance that i have to take care of" Neville raised his glass.

"Cheers" he said.

that night Harry went to bed feeling confident in the situation. he knew that with Arthur and the Knights, Voldemort's defeat was imminent.