Stranded - Merlin/Harry Potter Crossover Imagine

Part 2 [Merlin]

[Go back if you chose Arthur/Skip if you chose Morgana]

(Y/N) chuckled nervously, "Um..." She bent over and picked up the box of Weasley products, looking at Arthur and Morgana in the eyes. "I'm going with Merlin."

The tension in Merlin's face instantly relaxed, giving way to a huge smile, "Great. This way." He motioned her toward the door.

"You can't. As your prince, I order you to stop." Arthur shouted.

She scoffed, "How 'bout you talk to me when you're the king. Plus, do you want to be the reason I bleed out and die?" (Y/N) raised her eyebrow at Arthur, who was beginning to grow annoyed with her responses.

"Well do you?" Merlin teased, knowing that it would further anger Arthur.

"Shut up, Merlin." Arthur rolled his eyes, and dismissed them with a wave of his hand. "Just go."

Merlin led (Y/N) out of Arthur's room, and down the hallway.

As they made their way up a flight of stairs, a tiny voice in the back of Merlin's head urged him to ask her questions. He pursed his lips, trying to build up enough courage to even turn around to look at her. Ah, fuck it, he thought. "So you have magic?" He asked once out of earshot from the guards.

"Yeah, but... do you not?" (Y/N) watched him. He was a lot different than what she thought he'd be like. For one, he was much younger, and, not to mention, handsome. "Are you not Merlin? You know... the greatest Sorcerer to ever live? The uniter of the land of Albion?" She leaned in closer, whispering the last bit to him.

Merlin's skin went cold, and he quickly spun on his heels to face (Y/N), startling her. She stopped, her heart in her stomach. Did she say something wrong?

"How do know that?" He asked.

Her lips formed a crooked smile, "So it's true then?" Merlin turned back around, and continued walking.

"It's what the dragon tells me, but sometimes I'm not sure if he's got the right Merlin. I mean, I'm a servant. How's a servant supposed to unite the entire land of Albion?" (Y/N) noted a hint of sadness in his voice, but also something that sounded a lot like frustration, too.

"Well you don't do it all on your own." She reassured him.

"Yeah I know. I'm supposed to guide Arthur when he's king." Merlin held open a wooden door that led into a dimly lit room. "After you."

(Y/N) looked at Merlin, then back into the room. She held onto her box tightly as she entered, noticing a table near the corner full of what seemed to be potions. Merlin followed her in, shutting the door.

"Is this Gaius a sorcerer as well?" She asked, taking in the room. The decor was a lot like she'd imagined, since, in all honesty, the Wizarding world hadn't changed their taste as much as the muggle world.

"Yes and no. He stopped practicing sorcery after the great purge."

"Great purge?"

Just then an older man with white,  long hair dressed in tattered robes came out of the room in the back. "Merlin, how many times have I told to clean your chambers? You can't- oh, hello." He noticed (Y/N) at the entrance, holding a peculiar box.

"Hello." She replied in a low voice. Merlin, smiling like an idiot, took the box from her and set it down on an empty table, then pulled her toward Gaius.

"This is (Y/N)." Merlin introduced. Gaius looked her up and down, confused as to why Merlin seemed so excited about this strange girl.

"You're dressed rather odd." He said in a dismissive tone, then began walking to the table that held all the potions.