Disclaimer: I do not, unfortunatly, own merlin, the bbc do. Nor do I, again unfortuantly, own Harry Potter

AN: I know I should not be starting a new story but i am sorry it has been doing my head in for WEEKS! I will update the others i promise i am in the middle or writting them.

AN2: Sorry for those on my alerts the other story was messed up

Warnings: Will Be Slash! And Harry is not as you could expect NotQuiteGothPunkButStillKickAss!Harry

Lessons To Learn And Teach

Lesson 1 - Keep All Intimate Activites Behind Closed Doors

This is so not funny, Harry thought as he stomped through the forest. Seriously, who could send someone to a forest in the middle of nowhere, apparently, by saying Lighting spell wrong with a wrong movement! He started to wonder why he had even taken the teaching job; seriously, it was Remus' area to teach brats, not his. He did not mind the teaching, it was a nice brake from the fighting he had done but he had other things he would like to do and now he was going to be eaten by some wild beast in some forest and all he was wearing was his Dragon hide trousers and boots! Then again, that last bit was his fault; it taught him a lesson as to why he should wait until he was in his rooms to start snoging and de-clothing his latest partner. Kids! At least he had his daggers, his wand on the other hand; He sighed and rubbed his face looking around.

"Where the hell am I?" he growled looking around, there was not even a snake he could ask. He tilted his head and tensed hearing some leaves crunch. There was an exclamation of pain and a dark chuckle. Rolling his eyes, Harry followed the sound. Why not be a hero one last time? Before he was eaten by the rabid wild animals that was. He came into a small clearing and there was a man with black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin in clothes that reminded Harry of Dudley's hand-me-downs. He was surrounded by a circle of men who were dirty and ragged with swords. Oh, please who uses swords! Harry rolled his eyes and crossed his arms watching.

"Well well boys what do we have here? A little servant boy?"

"Tut tut you should be with your master"

"I'm running an errand" he said trying to sound calm but failing badly Harry raised an eyebrow, the man had magic and was powerful, very powerful. Harry had never seen someone more powerful then Dumbledore until now and the man was close to what Harry was, except he was wild, untamed, untaught. With the right teachings, he would be as power, if not more, than Harry.

"Yeah well this is our part of the forest"

"Rather lousy accommodation if you ask me" Harry drawled idly watching the men look at him the man in the middle gaped then eyed him cautiously.

"And what would you know? You don't have a shirt"

"How do you know my girl ain't got it" he smirked and the men shared a look "Run along now and I won't be forced to burn your forest" he blinked 'innocently' and they bristled advancing on him the other man pushed himself back but obviously couldn't get up as one leg stayed motionless. "Seriously, fire is pretty and it's been so long since I have been with my love"

"And how would you light a fire before we stopped you" the leader asked

"Was that a challenge?" he grinned and their eyes narrowed

"You can't take all of us"

"Can't I?" he looked at his nails, idly wondering where his black and green varnish had gone one charged and he easily moved sending them and their sword into the tree, they growled at him and tugged at the sword whilst Harry had the tree seal around it. "Next?" he piped cheerfully, two ran for him he ducked, and their swords went into the two that had been sneaking up behind him. "Now for that fire" he pouted and snapped his fingers letting the fire well in his palm. His eyes flickered briefly it had been so long since he tapped into his elements that they were wild and wanting release.

"Sorcerer!" the leader cried and Harry gave him his best evil grin which had the man and the others running away.

"You ok?" he asked the man watching him with awe

"T-thank you"

"Owe!" Harry shook his hand out as the fire exploded and the man chuckled "You're welcome I was banned from using my elements at home, it's good for them to get out a little"

"You speak like they are pets"

"They can be" he smirked and crouched the man eyed him wearily "Ok what's the deal with everyone being scared of me?"

"You are a sorcerer that uses magic openly, especially near Camelot"

"Camelot?" he raised an eyebrow and the man nodded "Damn I am lost" he muttered

"You shouldn't use any more magic, King Uther will kill you"

"I am presuming you live in Camelot?"

"Yes sir I am Prince Arthur's servant"

"Well Prince Arthur's Servant who is a warlock I am Harold but you can call me Harry"

"How..." he gaped and Harry smiled touching his temple the gasp told him that it worked and the man was seeing everything as magic.

"You are almost as pure as me, the purer the colour the stronger the magic, magic bending is useful, meaning you can change the colour your magic leaves but only a few can do it so everything you see is natural"

"Wow"

"Gives you a head ache when you start using magical sight though," he said pulling his hand back he touched the man's arm to look at a cut and gasped as magic flung him across the clearing.

"Oh lord, are you ok!"

"Fine!" he shot up and gaped "Emrys" he whispered, "You are Merlin?"

"Yes. How..."

"Seer" he shrugged and made his way back over "You have to trust me Merlin, or do you prefer Emrys, otherwise your magic will just force mine away and send me flying again.

"Merlin, I don't understand why I am called Emrys" he said softly locking his eyes with sparkling green ones he could feel the magic pulsing through the man "You feel different"

"Your magic is untamed, mine is tamed I have been taught and wielded controlled magic for a good few years" he sat cross legged "So other then you leg and arm what else did you hurt?"

"My ribs and I hit my head" Harry straddled him smirking as his breathing hitched. Merlin watched the pale delicate fingers make short work of his jacket and shirt careful not to move him too much. He looked over his torso before gently touching it Merlin gasped in pain and Harry looked up at him through his fringe

"Sorry, they are just bruised, I think. Why were you out here alone?"

"I lost Arthur," Harry snorted

"Careless" Merlin scowled at him

"He ran off after a deer"

"Oh dear" he said suppressing a smile and Merlin sighed

"That was bad"

"I try" he grinned "Can you try and sit forward?" Merlin nodded slightly closing his eyes and paling "Do not nod your head silly" Harry gently scolded helping him sit forward so Harry could feel his head. Merlin sighed tiredly leaning his head against Harry's shoulder. "No sleeping"

"Ok" he murmured but nuzzled the warm skin making Harry groan and drop his head slightly his eyes locked on the back of the head he was touching.

"Merlin! You skive off your duties to mess around!" Harry froze knowing from the back he looked like a girl.

"I'm not messing around" Merlin said his face heating up. Harry gently got off him and turned around the shock was not hidden from the prince's eyes

"Your servant ran into some bandits," he said indicating to the four dead. "He's injured I was just checking his injuries letting him lean on my chest for support as his ribs and arms would not have supported him."

"Without a shirt on?" Harry scratched his head and looked around

"My shirt, would be a different matter" he said with a soft frown "I quite frankly have no idea where it is, nor did I know I was near Camelot until Merlin here told me"

"So you travelled without a shirt?"

"No I think I lost it"

"How do you lose a shirt?"

"Very easily it seems" he smirked lopsidedly knowing no one could resist him when he did so. Light blue eyes rolled in exasperation

"You are as hopeless as Merlin it would seem"

"Or not" he said indicating to the dead bodies. Arthur looked over them curiously.

"They stabbed themselves?"

"I ducked" he smiled going over to them and patting them down

"What are you doing?"

"They might have something interesting" he shrugged

"Robbing the dead"

"Call it a trophy"

"Take a shirt then"

"Eww, do you know how little these guys wash?" Arthur eyed him with bemusement as he slipped the gold and silver into his pockets then studied the weapons they had on them

"Ooo pretty!" he grinned finding a sword that was imbedded with rubies and emeralds giving it a green and red shine. "Nice, obviously stolen" he held it on his palm and shook his head "and ruined, maybe I can save it" he slid it through his belt then checked the rest before shrugging "They'd do for practise if you wanted them, otherwise the bandits would just take them back again" Arthur nodded and looked at Merlin the sighed picking them up himself

"Come on let's get you back" Arthur said handing Harry his jacket seeing the man shiver

"Thanks" he murmured holding out a hand after pulling the jacket on Merlin took it and Harry pulled him up easily getting under his arm so he took some weight off the hurt leg. Merlin whimpered closing his eyes and dropping his head to hide the pain and tears in his eyes.

"Is it that bad?" Arthur asked ducking under the other arm and supporting him Merlin just gave a gasp. "Alright let's get you back quickly" Merlin hopped once and cried out shaking his head

"Ok put him back down" Arthur did eyeing Merlin with concern. Harry shook the sleeve down his arms the jacket practically drowned him.

"How are we going to get him back?" Arthur asked stroking Merlin's hair absently

"Merlin what hurt the most?"

"My ankle"

"And?"

"Ribs"

"We're not moving," he said to Arthur seriously

"We have to get him seen too"

"How far is Camelot?"

"10 minutes walk?"

"He can't make that...give me a second" he ran off and when he was hidden closed his eyes focusing on the plant he needed and grinned as it landed in his hand. He ran back, pulled the leaves off, and broke them up between some rocks "Got some water?" Arthur shook his head and Harry sighed "Merlin this isn't going to taste nice you just had to swallow ok?" Merlin nodded and let the crushed leave be placed on his tongue "Tell me when it works"

"What's it going to do?"

"Put him in a deep sleep so we can move him" he said running off again he came back with a few sticks and strapped Merlin's ankle seeing him start to drift off against Arthur

"What would the best way to carry him be?"

"Can you cradle him? Without squashing him together his ribs worry me I don't know if they are broken"

"I can try. What's your name by the way?"

"Harold, but you can call me Harry"

"And where are you from?"

"I move around a lot" he smiled

"Your family name?"

"Thorpe,"

"You look like Edward Potter...but with green eyes and black hair, and a lot more scars"

"Hazard" he smiled and brushed Merlin's hair back "All right, give me the swords and stuff and we can go" he said seeing Merlin asleep" they did and Arthur was careful not to jar his servant. When they reached the gates of Camelot, the guards gave Arthur a curious look.

"Take this man to Gaius quickly" he looked at Harry "Gaius is the court physician, tell him what you know and what he needs I will be there as soon as I can be without moving him" Harry nodded and ran with the guard.

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