This is an adopted story from Flora1309, I got it with her premission.

I ll be changing some minor things in the chapters she wrote, due to plotholes I found or things I want to take in a different direction.

I finished writing out the chapters until the end of first year in my main language, will be translating them from now on.

I hope I do this story justice.

Thank you to Flora1309 for letting me use her story.

I don t own anything, the amazing JK Rowling does.

The day that Merlin brought a baby back to Myth wasn´t a normal day. For one, it was Halloween 1981 and the day that the dark Tom Riddle was defeated for the first time.

The explosion of magic from the rebounding killing curse was so strong that Merlin was able to travel to the earth for the first time in almost three thousand years.

Oh He had watched from a distance how the leaders of the magical word became a ministry and slowly corrupted into something King Arthur would never support. Merlin had watched as the main wizard royal house disappeared. He saw and heard how Tom Riddle, a powerful wizard used his powers for his own gain instead of helping those in need. He saw how the pure blood community threaten by the growing muggleword followed Tom to 'protect' the old ways.

Merlin was glad that his time on earth had passed. Until he was pulled back from the comforts of his home.

Disoriented by his sudden pull to his former home planet, Merlin needed a minute to collect himself and getting back on his feet. Magic was pulsing through the air, almost as strong as his home and Merlin knew he was brought here by powerful magic forces to find the source of the power.

All around the ancient wizard was destruction. Groaning, barely alive people, lifeless body's, and in the middle of a crater a baby, next to an robe. He was crying and blood came from a wound on his forehead. His small arms and legs fighting the blue blanket he was wrapped in.

Merlin hurried to the child. Green eyes looked up curious to him, arms were raised in the demand to be held and Merlin listened to the silent request, picking the small child from the ground, cradling its small form against his chest.

The magic pulsing around came from the child self and the old wizard just knew that this child was the child from the prophecy he had heard many, many years ago.

With a little legilimency was Merlin able to discover from one of the surviving death eaters that the baby boy was brought by a man. The man was crying and apologizing to the child before handing him over to one of the most evil wizard since the start of human kind.

Merlin assumed that the man was the boy's father for the death eater told the baby that this was the only way to protect the child's mother. It disgusted the wizard, Merlin never fathered any children but he adopted four. He would die before he would let those four get hurt. Let alone sacrifice them.

Collecting the memories from the barley living death eaters in his robe and when he had the special child, carefully wrapped in the blue blanket, gathered in his arms he felt the magic pull him back to the place he belonged. Myth, the land of the Elves and the founders of magic itself.

A few seconds later a group dressed in battle robes arrived on the scene. A woman with red hair and green eyes run towards the crater, looking around with a panicked look in her eyes.

The group spread, checking the fallen dark wizards. Searching for survivors.

A cry turned their attention to the woman who fell on her knees. Her fingers found a golden bracelet, before she cried out in the worse pain she had ever felled. Another woman hugged her close as they both sobbed their heart out. "No not Harry. Please not my Harry."

A man, with raven black hair was struggled to the ground by a man with longer black hair and a goatee. "Let me go Padfoot! I need to find him!" the man yelled, desperately fighting Padfoot. "He's out here, hurt. My son needs me!"

The man with the beard called Padfoot shook his head, trying to fight his own tears. "I'm so so sorry Prongs, but Harry is…"

"No! No! You can't know! He could still be…" tears fell down Prongs cheeks. "Wormtail escaped, Severus said so. Maybe he came back and took Harry… Harry could be…" his kneels failed to support him any longer as he fell over.

"Prongs. James please, Lilly needs you now." Begged Padfoot.

James, otherwise known as Prongs, crawled to his wife, not able to support his own weight on his feet. "I'm going to kill Peter Lil. I promise you, I'm going to avenge our son." He softly said. "We'll find him."

"Harry will be remembered as a hero to the wizard world." A wizard with a long white walked to the couple. "He destroyed Voldemort."

"He was just a baby. How did he do it Albus?" an Auror, named Moody, asked.

James stood up pulling Lily next to him. "I don't care, you said we could trust Peter, Albus. My son shouldn't have… he… come Lils. We're going home."

Padfoot placed his hand on James shoulder. "I'll…"

"Don't, just don't…" James shrugged him of. "I lost my soul today, I need to protect my heart. I can't be betrayed again Siri. Sorry." And James and Lily disappeared. James unofficial brother watched them leave, knowing he had lost the three most imported people in his life.

"I found a memory of the attack." Moody said. "Young Potter was hit with the killing curse but somehow it rebound. He was still alive after the explosion. You should see this Albus, he was taken by a unknown wizard with white robes. This scum saw it happen."

Merlin protected the baby from the cold by hiding him in his robe. After a long travel, he felt his feet connect with the floor of a castle. The magical air of Myth surrounded him, he was home.

"Merlin, is that you? Where have you been?" a woman with raven black long hair and dressed in a blue dress walked down the stairs. "I thought we were supposed to meet with Sal in his lab an hour ago. We were worried when we couldn't find you."

"I was pulled back to the earth my child." Merlin said tiredly to the Lady Rowena. The raw magic that pulled him back and forth between worlds wasn´t enough to take the baby in his arms with him. Leaving even the powerful wizard with a magical exhaustion.

Rowena steered him to a chair. "Why would you travel to the earth, there is nothing there for us anymore." She said confused.

"I had some business." Merlin opened his robe, revealing the peacefully sleeping baby boy.

The smarted witch of history was shocked. "You took a baby from that planet?" she said. "Why would you do that? A child has no place in our world!"

"He ended the evil haunting the earth for a while, sacrificed by his own kind. I believe it was his father who handed him to the darkness." Merlin handed the child to Rowena. "But his magic was stronger than the killing curse. See that scar on his head, it's from surviving such a powerful curse. Can you feel the magic around him?"

Rowena nodded. "But why did you bring him here?"

"He needs to be trained for the evil is not gone, just temporarily wounded. And when people find out his raw magic. He´ll be like a pet in the zoo, the boy needs a normal childhood but still needs to be prepared to what will come." Explained the ancient wizard.

"Will you train him yourself Merlin?" Rowena asked.

"No, we all will." Merlin said. "Can you inform the others?"

Lady Ravenclaw eyes still hadn´t left the baby´s small face. She smiled when he grabbed her finger in his sleep. "I will, how will we call him?"

"His name is Yrrah." Merlin said softly. "It´s the name written on the blanket I found with him." he pulled the blue blanket from his pocket, presenting it to the witch. "And he is old enough to respond to his name. It would be confusing if we change it now. My child, I need to rest, I thrust you to take care of him?"

There was no doubt in her voice as the Lady looked down again at the slumbering baby. "I will."

Rowena took Yrrah to her sister Helga. Helga's gift was the gift of healing so there was no doubt that she would be able to give the little one a check up. After explaining what happened and what their mentor had told her, Helga too fell under the same spell the baby had on Rowena.

"I can't do anything about the scar but any dark magic it may have contained was pushed out when they traveled through the dimensions." Helga said looking at the lightning bolt scar on the baby's head.

"Are you sure?" Rowena asked. Helga gave her a pointed look. "Just checking." The blue dressed lady whispered under her breath.

"His magic levels are higher than Merlin's, and should be growing until he turns seventeen." Helga concluded in shock. "If anyone but Merlin had taken this child, he or she would not have been able to guide those powers safely. I even have my doubts that we would be able to keep up."

"But can we train him if he's already stronger than us?" Rowena said with concern.

Helga laid her hand on the small chest, closing her eyes. "Yes, he has a loving heart and a light mind. He'll listen to what we'll teach. However, I feel a hint of mischief."

Both women stayed for a while, looking into the conjured crib. "Look how peaceful he looks. Like he doesn't have a care in the world."

That suddenly stopped when the door was kicked open and Godric and Salazar barged in waving with their swords at each other. "You'll pay Rick, this was the last time you…" the man dressed in a green tunic stopped when baby cries filled his ears. "What in the name of Merlin's smelly left big toe is THAT?"

"You know, one day Merlin will find out about your curse words." Godric said smirking. "But you're right. What the name of, what Sal said, is that?"

"And I thought they had brains." Rowena said, she lifted the wiggling baby in her arms trying to calm him down. "Are you sure Helga, when was the last time you checked?"

"Come on Row, not my fault they have no ideas how a baby looks like. You should have taught them about the birds and bees."

"We know it's a baby." Salazar Slytherin sighed rolling his eyes. "But why is there a baby in Myth? Does Mer know it's here?"

"Merlin brought him from the earth to protect him, the old man thinks he's the child the prophecy spoke off." Rowena looked into the green wide eyes, a small hand grabbed her hair to play with it.

"It's rather small to free the world from evil isn't it?" Rick took a careful step closer to look at the small thing, as afraid that when he would come close he would be bitten.

"And which line did it come from?" Sal asked following his brother-in-all-but-blood's example. "The prophecy spoke of a child born from one of us. Who's going to take care of it?"

"He's not an it. His name is Yrrah and Merlin saw how he defeated this century's dark lord." Rowena said with a huff.

"He has an amazing high raw magic in his blood, that's how he did it." Helga explained. "And a small test can tell us whose child he is."

"Just so you know, I'm not going to take care of him, even if he's my heir." Sal said crossing his arms in a Humph.

"You won't have to," Rowena said with a smirk. "I won't let anything happen to this child so neither of you to boys are going to watch him until I'm sure you don't hand him anything dangerous. You two are sometimes more childlike than the junior Elf from the Village."

"Hey I object to that." Godric protested. "I would be highly capable to take care of an infant."

Rowena looked at him with a glare. "You would drop him and the moment he could walk hand him his own sword."

"I won't drop him!" The knight protested.

"You just let my potion drop when I told you to be careful not to drop it." Pointed Salazar out.

While the others were arguing had Helga prepared the ritual. "I just need a small drip of blood Row, if you can."

The blue witch was holding the squirming child in one arm while making a small cut in the palm. When Yrrah started to cry, the two men wrapped their hands over their ears.

"Make it stop Row!" Sal yelled.

Helga and Rowena shot them angry looks, both working on their tasks. After a few minutes Rowena had calmed her charge down to the occasional hiccup and looked at Godric. "He's your heir Ric." She said.

"So give him to me." The man in red tried to take the baby out of Rowena's arms.

She turned away. "If you let him drop, hurt him in any way or give him anything too dangerous for his age. I'll end you. No warning."

"Yeah yeah, you can go all momma bear over him. I just want to look at my boy." Yrrah was placed in his new father's arms. "He's not that bad Sal, see he's smiling at me."

"Probably because you look funny." Sal said, taking another step closer to his brother. "Even I have to admit, when he's quiet like this, he's not that bad." Small hands reached for him. "I think he likes me too. Maybe he'll be a decent potions maker one day."

"Merlin wants us to teach him to prepare him for his destiny." Rowena said, while sitting down next to her sister.

"What was the prophecy again Row?" asked Helga, resting her head on Rowena's shoulder, smiling at the sight of the two men warming up to a new member of their family. "I know it tells that it will be one of ours and he'll end the dark but I want to know the complete version if we want to help him."

"I believe he fits two prophecies, one made a year ago in the earth." Rowena said placing her magical crystal on the table.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have the powers the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...

"You said that Yrrah defeated a dark lord, didn't you?" Sal said. "Not my heir, did he?"

"Yes, but Riddle isn't dead." Helga said. "I found residue of black magic on Yrrah, Riddle is wounded but he can return to the living world."

"Only your heir would do horcrux making." Godric said sticking his tongue out. "My baby heir just kicked your grown up heir's ass."

"I disowned him the moment he ordered Snacky to kill the muggleborns in Hogwarts." Sal said with a huff. "You know that Rick, and should I remained you your heirs creation the deathly hallows?"

"Nah, those stupid idiots. Only the invisibility cloak has some usefull meaning for this world." Rick said holding Yrrah up at eye high. "You won't do stupid thing would you? Would you? No you're going to make me proud and be a daddy's boy. Won't you? Won't you?"

Yrrah's small fingers grabbed Godric's nose and baby giggle filled the room.

"My god," groaned Sal. "He just lost the last bit brains he had."

The group laughed while Godric continued to baby babble to the child. "What is the other prophecy?" Helga asked. "The one made by Morgana."

"My aunty Morg made that prophecy?" Godric asked surprised, sitting down on the bed next to Sal facing his sisters.

"Aunty Morg?" three voices said at the same time.

"Yeah, she was the sister of Arthur. Before she became dark, she lived at the palace. I grew up around her. You guys know that I was sort of Arthur's unofficial child so Morg allowed me to call her aunt. I never told you that?"

"NO!" voiced the group.

Godric was bouncing Yrrah on his lap. "Well I guess I should have told you. But tell me the prophecy. I knew there was one but never heard it."

"You're so lucky you're holding Yrrah." Growled Rowena touching the crystal with her wand.

The one who'll have the power to end the dark will be born when the world needs him the most… Born in times of war… his power could end the dark… Heir of one of the original magic... raw magic will flow through his veins... but one pure of heart and mind will never abuse it… born to wear the crown of magic… he'll lead the magical world to a new empire… he'll possess magic so pure never seen before… dark and light will fight to control the ten magical powers in one child… But only if he follows his heart he'll be able to end the dark … with three chosen ones on his side he'll be creating a new world where light will rule or destroy magic forever… The one who'll have the power to end the dark will be born when the world needs him the most…

"Do you hear that Yrrah." Godric faced the child again. "No pressure at all! Everyone wants to control you and if you don't do it right, the magical world will be ended!" he glared at Rowena. "Please tell me this some kind of sick joke."

"No, but he's with us now so the dark and light won't be able to fight for him until we think he's ready."

"Pa' foo?" green eyes looked to his father. "Me pa 'foo?"

"Pa' foo, what in the name of Merlin's long nose hairs is a Pa' foo?" Sal said. Three angry glares were send his way. Godric covered Yrrah's ears. "What?"

"Restrain yourself in front of my son." Godric said. "No cursing."

"Seriously?" Sal asked, his mouth dropped open when he received another round of glares. "I liked you better when you would give a child a sword." He muttered under his breath.

Godric ignored his brother. "Come baby. Let's see if we can make a room ready for you." And as Godric left the hospital wing, he smiled at the fifteen month old on his arm. "Yrrah, I'm going to do right by you. My son."

I m going to try and update once every two days because I want to reread and change the chapters a bit. I hope to keep up with that scedule after I go through the already written chapters and I go into translating.

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ShyLily