The Rising of Merlin

The One With the Pranks

A/N

I would like to dedicate a part of this story to whenithitsthefan (on fanfiction.net), for suggesting Fleur's prank. If you haven't read her own Merlin/HP crossover, you definitely should. It's amazingly hilarious and exciting with a lot off plot twists.

----------------------------------------

Chapter 10 The One With the Pranks

'MERLIN!'

'Who is this?' Merlin asked very confused.

'Don't you recognise me?' The voice said with an unmistakable smirk.

'Morgana, is that you? How is that possible, you're dead.' Merlin said, truly shocked.

'And whose fault is that?' Morgana said accusingly.

'Mine...it's my fault. I'm sorry, I truly am.' If there was one thing Merlin regretted about his long life, it was not trusting Morgana with his secret before it was too late.

'I know.' She said with sadness in her voice.

'You do?' Merlin hadn't expected that.

'Yes, and I understand, but listen Merlin. I can't hold this connection open much longer. We have much to talk about but now isn't the time. I need you to listen to me.' She said hurriedly.

'But how...?'

'Please Merlin, listen to me.' She pleaded.

'Okay, I'm listening.' He thought that he might as well give her a chance to say what she wants before he judged her.

'Something terrible is happening and you are the only one that can stop it.'

'What is happening? And how can I stop it?'

'I don't have time to explain it, I can't hold on much longer. Please Merlin; come to the Lake of Avalon on the evening of Samhain. We will be able to talk more then, when the veil between the afterlife and this world is at its thinnest. Can you do that, please? Promise me.' She said hurriedly.

'Of course Morgana, I promise.'

'Thank you, Merlin. Remember that I...' But her voice disappeared before she could finish.

'Morgana, MORGANA!' Merlin practically screamed but he received no answer.

'What does all this mean? Merlin thought to himself. 'First my vision and now this? How was Morgana even able to reach me? She's dead; she isn't supposed to be able to reach over. And can I truly trust her? What if she's luring me into a trap? Argh!' Frustrated Merlin stood up and flung his arms up into the air and nearly knocked down a pile of books on his nightstand. 'Why can't people just tell me what is happening without all these damn riddles? It's like Kilgarrah all over again.' He thought as he steadied the books.

Kilgarrah; Merlin hadn't thought about him in a long time. He had died shortly after Arthur and it was during times like these that he missed him the most. 'He may have been annoying and insufferable at times, but he always helped me when I needed him the most.' He thought sadly.

Aithusa was still out there somewhere, but she wasn't as wise. She did her best, but compared to Kilgarrah she was in ways still a hatchling. 'But I haven't seen her in over two centuries. Maybe I should make a call?'Merlin thought. 'Yes, as soon as I can get away from the others, I will call her.' And with that thought Merlin went back to bed.