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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling, Merlin_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Merlin_(Merlin)/Harry_Potter, Harry_Potter/Merlin/Draco_Malfoy/OMC
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Merlin, Draco_Malfoy, Severus_Snape, Albus_Dumbledore
  Additional Tags:
      Manipulative_Dumbledore
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-06-08 Updated: 2017-08-08 Chapters: 2/? Words: 1984
****** Excalibur ******
by jadesshadow01
Summary
     The Once and Future King was said to rise when Avalon needed him
     most, and Merlin would wander the world attempting to find his king.
     He would set up a school, leave, and hide in the darkest of human
     society, waiting for his king to come once again.
     When Harry Potter turns 17, a strange mark appears on his skin, a
     sword sitting nicely on his forearm, and a happenstance collision in
     the middle of London would bring together 2 unlikely men, both of
     whom are looking for something. Harry the ability to kill Voldemort,
     and Merlin, the ability to bring back Avalon, and possibly his love.
Notes
     So as a kind of reminder, don't own anything (other than the OC, He's
     mine).
     I had been debating whether to try my hand at a multi, and needless
     to say, with me still working on my novel, it became a hassel...
     UNTIL MERLIN STUMBLED HIS BUTT IN TO ME AND WONT GO AWAY!
     So Enjoy, this is my take on how it would work.
***** Chapter One *****
Chapter_One-The_Deal
 
                He sat off to the side of the Leaky Cauldron, his eyes narrowed
on the door with frightening level of knowledge of what was to come. It had
been years since he had stepped in to the wizarding world, years since he sat
in this same place as a dark lord attempted to take over the world with only
one thing in mind, to force the non-magical beings to accept that there was
magic. But the man knew that there was never going to be any acceptance, not
until the true prophecy was met, and that prophecy was slowly becoming a
lingering death in his mind. He had once thought that the man that was going to
come through that door and plead for his help was going to be the one and true
king, but his hope fell when it turned out that he was just another magician
looking for a power that he would never truly be able to attain.
                So once again, he waited. He waited for some sign that after
all these years the truth would come free and he would guide the man that he
held so dear to his true power, as king. He wondered how fate would play him
this time. Was it to be a normal man, a man with no power to take over, or
would he finally have the chance to be open with that person and have them
accept the power that he held so dear?
                He watched as the man he was waiting for finally made his way
in to the room, his eyes scanning for the wizard that hid so well in the dark
corner that he had to do a double take to realize that he was there. The soft
smile that graced his lips caused a frown to spread on the younger man’s face,
his eyes narrowed on the old man as he finally sat across from him with a
gentle smile.
                “It is good to see you again, Emrys.” He flinched. It had been
a while since anyone had called him by his title, so long since the words had
been uttered from those lips.
                “I am Lin.” He stated, his voice rough, but snapping.
                “Of course,” The man before him stated, nodding his head as he
looked around, “I see that you have not changed your ways, Lin.”
                He shook his head, “And I see that you are still the same
manipulative ass hole, Albus. Now, what did you call me here for?”
                Albus frowned as Lin leaned back in his seat, taking a sip of
the whiskey that had been waiting for him for the last hour. Some things had
changed, Lin thought to himself as he hid the smirk behind the cup, age had not
been Albus’ friend, and it seemed his power was slowly starting to fail him.
                “There is a war coming,” Albus started as Lin held a hand up to
stop the world that were to be uttered from the mans lips.
                “The war is not on our doorsteps, yet. We need not worry about
something that may not come to pass,” Lin stated as Albus snorted.
                “The war has been on our doorsteps and it is time for you to
come out of hiding,” Albus paused as he looked at the drink in front of him,
“There was a prophecy. It is in the process of being fulfilled.”
                Lin froze as he stared at the man in front of him, “There is a
child of prophecy and you did not tell me immediately?” Albus nodded as he
stared at the cup in front of him.
                “The child in question was one that I believed deserved to live
a normal life,” Albus started, but was cut off by the snarl.            
                “And yet, you knew that there was another child of prophecy and
failed to inform me. This child needs to be guided by the correct sort, Albus.
Not by your ideals and rough estimates of what is to come. You should have
informed me immediately of the fact that there was a child of prophecy. You
know what can become of them. You killed one.” Lin glared at the man as the man
sighed.
                “That is why I am here. I do not believe that he will become a
fallen prophet, but I worry about the boy. It is time for you to come out of
isolation and to begin guiding your people the way you should have a long time
ago.”
                “I am not a leader, Albus!” The man snapped as Albus stared at
him, “I am a guide for the one who has yet to come back. I am the one to guide
him in how to get Avalon. That is all I am.”
                “You are magic,” Albus snapped back, “This boy needs to know
how to control the magic that comes from him and I need you to do it in a way
that will prevent the world from knowing that he is up to something. I need you
to teach at the school that you helped to build and to show these kids how to
correctly use the magic that surrounds them. We are losing what he hold dear
because you will not show them that magic is more than waving a wand and saying
words.”
                Lin leaned back, staring that serious blue eyes that attempted
to pierce his soul. The ache that seemed to overwhelm him lately lingered in
the background as he felt the sigh fall from his lips. He knew what he had to
do. He knew what was coming, but he didn’t have to like it. Fate had a way of
making herself known in his life and he wasn’t going to fight.
                “Fine,” Lin stated, watching the blue eyes lightened and
started to glitter, “I’ll teach your class, but on the condition that you leave
my methods up to me and you do not interfere.” Albus nodded, sticking his hand
out for the shake that would never come. Lin glared at the hand with
frustration as he stood and walked away from his drink.
                “When will you accept what your fate is Merlin?” Albus asked
softly as Lin turned and looked at him.
                “When he comes home,” Lin walked out the Leaky Cauldron to the
dark rainy skies that surrounded him and disappeared in to the night.
 
                The dark of the night surrounded the room that Harry laid in,
the moon hidden behind the clouds preventing any light from emanating in to his
room. Yet, he was used to the dark. This dark is what made him and the dark is
what would mould him in to the man he needed to be. He sighed as he glanced
over that the partially broken clock that sat next to him sadly.
                The final countdown until he could escape. He only had 10
minutes until he could leave the miserable home that he had been forced to live
in and find somewhere that he actually belonged. Somewhere that he could be
happy before he had to fight one more time with the demon that called himself
Voldemort. He glanced over at his bag packed in the corner, and the wand that
sat next to him, silently calling out to him to disappear now, but knowing that
they would be able to trace his magic if he did it too soon.
                11:59
One minute. One minute, and he’ll be able to escape the rules, the boundaries,
and the prophecy that led to him losing the one person that he considered
family. He sat back on the bed, his legs propped up so that he could wrap his
arms around them, just waiting.
12:00
He smiled as he went to pick up his wand. Finally!
He didn’t remember falling asleep. He didn’t remember the pain that radiated
through his body as his magic echoed around the room. The glow that emanated
only visible to wizards and witches alike, but unable to pinpoint exactly where
it came from. Harry never knew there was a man walking in to Hogwarts, who was
filled with the breath of life that he hadn’t felt in years.
He was back. He was alive.
And Avalon was now added to the stakes.
 
 
 
 
 
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     So Sorry for the delay, but I didn't have a computer. This will most
     likely be the shortest chapter of the entire story, but I wanted to
     get this one out there. Thank you for all the support, and hopefully,
     I will have a full chapter out next week? Maybe....
Chapter_2
Lin blinked the sleep out of his eyes, moving from the bed that he had been
curled up in to the bathroom that sat off to the side. He’d stayed in the Leaky
Cauldron a million times, and never seemed to get over the lack of modern
features that the muggles had in their world. It was dark, and while it had a
toilet, it just didn’t have that same feel that the hotels had. He sighed as he
tossed the water across his face, letting his mind wander over the many things
that needed to be accomplished.
He was going to have to get a lesson plan written up at some point before
school started, and get an idea of what kind of books that he will need. He was
going to have to start looking for the prophecised child that was waiting for
guidance. The soft sigh that fluttered from his lips was met with the soft
shutter of his eyes shutting.
How many years had he been waiting for him? His eyes opened to see the years
pass over his face, the wait that he had gone through, until he just gave up.
He turned around, snapping his fingers to feel the swift change of clothes.
Making his way out of his room, he wandered out of the leaky cauldron, letting
his mind over where he needed to go next.
He glanced over to see kids running up to get ice cream, their mother following
not to far behind, the exasperated smile that softly floated over her lips as
she tried to gather them up to get their orders. Not too far away was a child
getting their first wand, the soft wasp of magic floating over his skin,
calling him to come and aid the child in their new adventure. He let his eyes
drift close softly as he felt the bond of an owl and their owner create itself,
a new bond that would last for the lifetime of the animal.
SLAM!
Lin was slammed back as another body hit the ground, the soft ‘oof’ echoing
around him as his eyes popped open. He looked down at the mess of black hair
that at before him, softly rubbing his back as he looked down at the ground.
Lin felt himself cock his head, staring as the young man stood up and looked at
the man with piercing green eyes.
“I’m sorry,” He uttered, the glittering green eyes meeting his as he brushed
the dirt off his abnormally baggy clothes. Lin said nothing as the young man
gave him an apologetic smile, lifting his hand to ruffle his hair softly, “ I
should have been paying more attention to where I was going.”
“Apology accepted”, Lin stated as the green eyes looked away from him, but
still within his view. He waited a moment, something making him stay in this
moment as the young man looked back up to him.
Lin held his breath as the eyes glittered blue for the briefest of moments, the
shadow of the past laying a hand on his shoulder as the young man frowned at
him, the wrinkles in his face the same as the man that he had fought so hard
for, looked so long for.
“Arthur?” Lin muttered as the young man raised an eyebrow at him.
                “No, the name’s Harry,” Lin stood stock still, eyes finally
making it’s way to the very familiar scar. A scar that had been passed through
the years since the child’s birth. His prophesized child. Harry Potter.
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