The One Where Merlin Just Shows Up

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Chapter 1 The One Where Merlin Just Shows Up

Merlin bent down to pick up the staff but as he did he yelled out in pain and stumbled down to the ground again. It was his ankle; it was broken.

"Just fantastic!" He exclaimed. He had to try to heal it if he were going to be able to get back to Hogwarts.

He tried to summon up his power but it was hard. His head kept spinning; 'Probably a concussion.' He thought, and his ankle really hurt. He had also lost quite a bit of blood when he was unconscious.

His old man spell was still up but he didn't really notice it. He used it so often it was second nature to him. He rarely thought about it, except for the fact that it made him slower and his body ached all over when he used it.

"Gestepe hole! Þurhhæle." Merlin could feel the glow in his eyes but it didn't work. He tried another spell. "Ahlúttre þá séocnes. Þurhhæle bræd." But it didn't work this time either. He tried one last time; "Ic þe þurhhæle þin licsare mid þam sundorcræftas þære ealdaþ æ!" But it still didn't work, he was too weak.

He heaved himself up with the staff; he had to make it back to Hogwarts. Maybe there was still something he could do, but he feared that he was too late. So before he made his way back to Hogwarts he took up the crystal that he had in his bag; which he never left behind when he left.

All his most precious belongings were in that bag. The spell book he had gotten from Gaius, the wooden dragon his father had given him, and his old neckerchiefs to name a few things. He had collected a few items during the centuries but the things from his time in Camelot were the things he cared most about.

He also had some spare clothes in the bag, but other than that he didn't have much else. He was a natural in travelling light, and all other things could be bought or summoned from his house when he needed it.

He looked deep into the crystal, hoping that it was not yet too late, but he was. Cursing under his breath he tucked the crystal back in his bag and began his slow and painful way back to Hogwarts.

He finally reached the school grounds after one hour; he could see the castle in the distance between the trees. He stumbled out from the woods with the help of his staff. He had come out just beside the half-giant gamekeeper's cottage. He saw Harry and the half-giant just rounding the corner when he passed out.

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Harry made his way down to Hagrid's cottage. Ron and Hermione was up in the hospital wing, he had just left from there. He felt a deep sorrow in his chest. His head started spinning around every time he thought about the prophecy and at the same time he felt hurt and angry when he thought about Sirius. 'He hadn't needed to die. It wasn't right.' Harry thought.

He had told Ron and Hermione that he was going to visit Hagrid, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to be alone or not. Instead of making a real choice he just let his legs decide, and in no time he was outside of Hagrid's door. He knocked but there were no answer. Harry was just about to leave when Fang came running towards him from the other side of the cottage.

"Harry" Hagrid called. Harry went around the cottage to see Hagrid working in his garden. Together they went back to the door but before Hagrid could open the door, an old man came limping out from the forest.

His forehead had a deep cut on it and there was dry blood all over his face, while new blood slowly dripped down from the wound. He was held up by a staff when he walked, never fully supporting his right foot. When he saw Harry and Hagrid he stopped and slowly fell down on the ground unconscious, but Harry had noticed a small smile on his face before he had passed out.

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