The Rising of Merlin

The One With Morgana's Explanation

Chapter 37 The One with Morgana's Explanation

"MERLIN!" Morgana screamed her lungs out when she saw Merlin getting hit by the spell. She knew what that spell was and every fibre in her body screamed that she had been mistaking it for another. She ran towards him and captured his falling body in her arms. He looked up at her with a faint smile before his eyes rolled back into his head and his body went limp.

"Merlin, please... Please, wake up." She pleaded to his unconscious body, but to no avail. Her body shook from pent up grief and she cried out. The force in her voice made the walls and roof tremble and crack; her eyes glowing golden.

She held him so his back was pressed up against her chest and his head lay on her shoulder. She shifted her position so her legs were under him and his body slid down to rest over her thighs, but she held his head up with her arm so she could look at him. She pressed him close to her and bent down her head so she could kiss him one last time.

"I love you Merlin." She whispered against his pale cold lips. "I have for a long time." She started to cry silently and put her forehead against his while caressing his cheek with shaky fingers.

She stayed like that for a long time; cradling him; and didn't register Ron who stood beside her; tears running down his cheeks, or when Hermione came up to them; getting embraced by Ron.

All she could see was the scene replaying in her head, over and over again; Merlin smiling at her when she arrived; Snape and Harry running away; Merlin getting hit by the spell; Merlin falling in her arms; Merlin dying in her arms.

"Morgana," Hermione crouched down next to her; she didn't know how much time had passed. "We need to get him to the hospital wing."

"What's the point?" She spat out, venom in her voice. "He's already dead." She sobbed and hid her face in his hair.

"I...I know." Hermione said quietly, a tear running down her cheek. "But he can't lie here. He can't lie on the floor like this." The tears now ran freely down her face.

Morgana didn't answer her, but she realised she was right. Merlin couldn't lie on the floor like this. He deserved better.

She swallowed loudly and blinked away her tears, while shifting so Ron could put his arms under him and lift him up. She stayed on the floor while watching Ron walking away; Merlin's head resting on his shoulder.

"Come..." Hermione put a hand under her arm and helped her stand up. They walked to the hospital wing in silence.

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"Come now, Harry." Hagrid tried to make him stand up but he didn't want to.

"No." He shook his head.

"Yeh can't stay here, Harry... come now." Hagrid put a hand on his shoulder.

"No." He repeated; not wanting to take his eyes of Dumbledore's broken body.

"Harry, come now." A much softer voice said and grabbed his hand and pulled him up. He obeyed without a second thought. It wasn't until they were walking back through the group of people that he noticed the faint smell of flowers in the air and realised it was Ginny that held him.

Unintelligible voices sounded around him while they walked through the entrance hall. Sobs, yells and cries sounded throughout the air and reached his ears like a drumbeat.

"We are going to the hospital wing." Ginny told him when they reached the stairs.

"I'm not hurt." He told her.