The Heir of Merlin

A/N: I do not own Harry Potter; however Evie is my own OC!

Chapter 1

July 5th 2008

Evelyn Scarlet Hope Sangria downed yet another shot of tequila hoping the extra alcohol would help render her numb and help her to forget.

Sometimes she really loathed her job. While she never regretted choosing the career she chose, there were still days where she hated it.

Evelyn, or Evie to her friends, was a 26 year old woman who was comfortable in her job, yet known at work as Cerberus. Many called her cold and indifferent, however when one was the youngest resident surgeon in one of the country's best hospitals you couldn't afford to let yourself care. It was the hardest part of the job.

However there were days were she couldn't help herself. It was always hard when you lost a patient on the table but it was always harder when it was a child, especially a young child. Sighing Evie glanced at the clock behind the bar and decided that it was about time she went home.

25 minutes later Evie stumbled through her front door, kicking it shut behind her. From memory rather than sight she made her way through her flat to her bedroom, steadily losing pieces of clothing on the way.

As her clothing fell off piece by piece, it revealed a lean fit yet scarred female body that usually was hidden by the loose garments and doctors lab coat she always wore.

Her mind dulled by alcohol Evie fell into her bed and let herself give into a well-deserved and desired sleep.

The next morning Evie woke up to her alarm blaring and with a quick swipe of her hand the small plastic device was sent flying across the room where it hit her bookcase knocking her Harry Potter books off the shelf and promptly died upon hitting the floor.

"Shit not again." swore Evie, that was the fourth alarm clock this month.

Reluctantly she opened her eyes only to slam them closed again. Groaning she stumbled out of bed in the direction of her bathroom.

'I am never drinking again' thought Evie as she popped two Advil's and followed them down with a large glass of water.

After a light breakfast and her usual cup of coffee, Evie finally started feeling human again. It was thankfully her day off which meant unless she was paged she was free. It was precisely because it was her day off that Evie had scheduled a meeting with the director of a law firm at the head lawyer's request.

The request had Evie puzzled; she was surprised when a letter from a prestigious law firm had arrived addressed to her claiming that there were urgent family issues that required them to talk to her at her earliest convenience.

Evie was shocked because as long as she could remember she was an orphan, she had been bumped around in the foster system as a child. No family had ever claimed her, and her own research had shown that her whole family was dead; she was the last of the Sangria family.

Even so curiosity won, and so she found herself dressed in a smart business suit, on her was to the Charleston law firm's main offices. Opting to take a taxi instead of risking the subway on a busy morning. Evie lost herself in her thoughts as the cab wove its way through the normal mad traffic of New York City. All too soon she found herself walking across a marble floor in an ornate lobby of a huge multi story building.

Leaning on the reception desk she politely gave her name and business, only to reel back slightly as the blonde curvaceous yet thin figure of the receptionist shot to her feet and started simpering around her while leading her to a private elevator.

"Go to the 24th floor Miss Sangria and then Brooke will take care of you from there. Have a lovely day." Simpered the blonde as the elevator's doors closed.

Blinking, not quite sure what to make of this turn of events, Evie shook her head slightly only to be greeted by yet another blonde as the elevator doors opened on her floor.

"Miss Sangria, please do follow me. Take a seat. Mr Charleston will be with you momentarily."

True to her word barely five minutes late Evie was shown into an ornate yet tastefully decorated office. She sat down in the leather plush seat she was offered and accepted the coffee from the secretary and with that she was left it the office facing Mr Charles Charleston the 12th.

"Miss Evelyn Sangria, thank you very much for agreeing to meet with me at such short notice. I understand you are a busy woman."

Evie smiled a gentle smile.

"No problem at all, although I must admit your letter was a surprise to me. I was under the impression that I had no living family left."

"Indeed you are correct Miss Sangria, which leads me to the purpose behind this meeting. Now this law firm was founded in the 14th century. However my family has been involved as 'lawyers' as such since the late 6th century. Not here in the United States but in the United Kingdom. Now I see you are wondering what all this has to do with you. Well back in the late 10th century my ancestor was entrusted with a prised possession by a close friend and client with very precise instructions. This possession was to be kept in my family's custody until a specific date. That date in effect was the 1st of July 2008. Now just a quick question did anything strange happen to you on that day."

Evie was about to answer no when a small voice in the back of her head spoke up. With a sense of unease growing inside her, Evie nodded before elaborating.

"Yes, I collapsed in the middle of my rounds at the hospital. I assume it was because I pushed myself too hard again. It wouldn't be the first time."

"I see." Answered Charles. "Well I am bound by my family's word to give this possession that was left in our custody to the eldest living descendant of the family of the original client. And as it stands you are the only remaining living descendant, so without further ado…"

Mr Charleston opened a draw and pulled out a small crudely wrapped package and a thinly rolled piece of yellow paper held closed with a waxed seal.

Evie hesitated before taking them from him.

"I strongly suggest that you open them in the privacy of your own home Miss Sangria." Suggested the lawyer with a knowing look in his eyes.

Evie nodded mutely, overwhelmed by this bizarre turn of events.

An hour later she found herself nursing a cup of coffee staring at the scroll and package which were sitting innocently on her kitchen table.

Finally deciding to just open them and get it over with she decided to open the scroll first. She gently ran her finger under the edge of the wax seal which was shaped like a crest which portrayed a shield with an ornate M on it with two sticks crossed underneath it. The seal gave way easily and gently Evie unrolled the letter.

The paper itself was yellowed with age and was heavier than normal paper; the writing was clearly done in ink and was slightly faded with age.

Making herself comfortable Evie began to read:

'To my descendant,

I write this after my encounter with a seer who died under my care. The seer told me of a future where I needed to leave a message to my descendant who would be needed to help return the balance to my world.

I write to you to reveal a secret that has been kept secret for close to 15 centuries. For safety after I leave this letter to my trusted confidant, I am sending my child, my son away from my world to grow up safe in a world where magic does not exist.

Yes my child, Magic is very real. As I write these words I realise that you will have grown as a muggle, a non – magical person. I tell you with the most sincerity that magic most certainly exists.

Now in the time that you are reading this, the magical world, the world that you truly belong in, needs your help.

I have no right to ask you to do this, but I implore you to consider the possibility. The package that I have left you contains a necklace which if you put it on and say the magic word as such you will be transported back in time to me where I will instruct you in everything you need to know. Once my teaching is over you will be returned to your rightful time but in the wizarding world.

While you will retain all your memories from before I warn you once you have chosen what's done is done. You will not be able to return to your old life should you chose to take a chance on my words nor will the necklace work after a month.

So on the 5th of August 2008 if you have not used the necklace the spell on it will die and it will simply be a necklace.

Therefore I leave you with these words of wisdom:

'Of all the people I have ever known, those who have pursued their dreams and failed have lived a much more fulfilling life than those who have put their dreams on a shelf for fear of failure.'

With this I leave you to make a choice, and whatever that choice is know that your ancestor will always be watching you and whatever you decide we will not condemn your decision.

Signed,

Merlin.'

Evie stared, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. She reread the letter five times just to be sure that her eyes weren't deceiving her.

Her hands shaking slightly she gently placed the letter down on the table and reached for the package. With shaky fingers she untied the package and couldn't help but gasp at the necklace that fell into her open palm along with a folded piece of aged paper.

With careful but deft hands, from her many years as a med student and surgeon, she gently examined the necklace.

The necklace was made up of an ornate pendant handing off two joined length of silk ribbons with made up the chain with a silver clasp turning it into a necklace chain.

The pendant was in the shape of a gothic cross, made out of an obviously precious metal, either silver of platinum Evie guessed from the looks of it, the pendant as ornately carved out and had set into the metal 6 small red gems and a slightly lager one in the centre of the cross.

Over all it was Evie had to admit a beautiful piece of jewellery. Gently putting it down she picked up the piece of paper that had been wrapped up with it. Unfolding it she read the simple sentence:

'The incantation to active the spell on the necklace is 'eo tergum ut valde atavus' It will only work once and once done it cannot be undone.'

Evie gently placed the note alongside the necklace before sinking back into her sofa. She had a lot of thinking to do.

July 7th 2008

Evie glared up at her ceiling. She had spent all day and night thinking. Trying to make a choice.

Ultimately she realised that the only thing tying her to this world was her job as a surgeon which she loved.

Being a foster kid meant she had been moved around the country continuously and had never made any true and lasting friends and at the hospital the world of surgical residents was too competitive to truly make any real friends.

Sighing she rose from her bed and went for a long shower, hoping it would help her clear her head.

An hour later Evie emerged from her bedroom with her old duffle bag from university packed to the brim with her most important belongings, dressed in one of her favourite outfits, her green eyes shining with a determined glint.

She carefully added the letter to her bag; reread the note one last time before adding it to her bag as well.

Gently lifting her waist long hair away from her neck she carefully closed the necklace around her neck. It sat comfortably just above the swell of her breasts.

Turning to face her reflection in her floor length mirror, hitching the duffle bag higher up on her shoulder Evie took a deep breath and then said:

"eo tergum ut valde atavus"

And her world vanished in a flash of blinding white light.

Evie slowly came to her senses feeling as if she had just been out on an all-night pub crawl.

Vaguely she became aware of voices around her.

"My, she doesn't look a bit like you." exclaimed a deep male voice

Another one answered him in a sarcastic tone:

"What were you expecting a silver haired old woman?"

There was a huff of indignation before a female voice spoke up:

"Don't you two start another one of your spats. If you do then I will permanently hex you both so your tongues remained glued to the roof of your mouths."

There were two grunts as a response.

"Quiet the four of you. She is waking up." Stated another voice, one that sounded a lot older than all the others.

Evie slowly opened her eyes and blinked.

Framed above her were four faces, two male and two female.

One man had a heavy mane of fiery red hair and bright green eyes, the other had sleek black hair tied at his nape and grey eyes. One woman had long black hair and a peaceful face with dark yet soft brown eyes who wore a delicate diadem on her head, the other woman had red hair and kind blue eyes.

"How are you feeling?" asked the red haired woman gently. "Do you feel strong enough to sit up?"

Evie could only nod as both women helped her to sit up slowly. The two men stepped back to give her some room.

Slowly she took in her surroundings. She was sitting on a bed in a room with an ornate vaulted ceiling which was illuminated by candles alone. The four people around her were dresses in what looked like medieval garments.

Smiling weakly at the four who were unashamedly staring at her in curiosity, she spoke:

"Umm, Hello. My name's Evelyn. Evelyn Sangria."

The red headed male opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by a voice coming from the shadows of the room's door.

"Evelyn. I am delighted that you chose to use the gift I left you. I am your ancestor Merlin, and currently you are in the year 993. We are currently residing in the castle of Hogwarts."

Said an old man with a long white beard, his eyes heavy with years of knowledge and wisdom, but a real smile on his lips.

"Hogwarts…." Said Evie in barely a whisper, blood pounding in her head.

" Yes my dear." Answered the black haired woman." Now let me introduce myself I am Rowena Ravenclaw the woman next to me is Helga Hufflepuff, the red headed man is Godric Gryffindor and the black haired man is Salazar Slytherin. It's wonderful to meet you."

Evie's eyes rolled back into her head as she passed out.

20 minutes later Evie began to stir again and once again was greeted by talking voices

"She seems a bit weak spirited."

"Do not judge her so harshly Salazar. I doubt you would be faring any better if you were in her place." Scolded Rowena.

"I think considering the shock this must be she seems to be taking it rather well." Said Merlin, "And I believe she is now awake again."

"Finally."

"Salazar" came the exasperated call of the three other founders.

"I've just found out that magic is real and a realm which I believed to be entirely a story of make believe is in fact real. I think I'm allowed to be a bit shocked." Growled Evie as she sat up again, gently waving away Rowena and Helga as they rushed to help her.

Salazar blinked at her as if he was only just then truly seeing her. Then he smiled.

"If you have the courage to argue with me then I guess you cannot be too bad."

"You just like anyone who argues with you." Said Godric with a smile.

"Boys." Came Merlin's softly spoken warning. "Now let us leave Evelyn to dress for dinner. Ladies we will see you at dinner."

A few hours later Evelyn found herself nervously entering the great Hall dressed in a gown which had taken her breath away when she first saw it. In fact it had taken a good hour of arguing between Evie and the two female Founders before she finally gave into Rowena and Helga's demands and wore the dress.

It was a beautiful deep green gown with a scoop neckline and a red embroidered pattern of tiny flowers on the neck and cuffs at the bottom of the skirt. Its sleeves were long and flowing and had two layers to the skirt and the under layer was a beautiful white. On her feet she wore matching green coloured slippers.

Helga was dressed in a splendid gown of soft yellow tone and Rowena was dressed in a light blue gown, together they looked like the sun and the sky.

Upon the entrance of the three women, the three men rose to their feet immediately and came to escort the women to their seats. As true gentlemen in an age where chivalry still existed they waited for them to be seated before they sat themselves.

Dinner was a lively affair, as Evie tried to answer every question they asked her about her world. After dinner had ended and they had all retired to a private parlour, after serving drink Merlin cleared his throat and spoke:

"Now Evelyn. You were brought here for a reason. The first was because I desired greatly to meet my descendant, and the second was because you need to be taught about magic before we send you to the time where you truly belong. You see the world you resided in exists in a parallel dimension to ours and the times between the two of them are slightly different. We have through a very complex ritual managed to slow time down. This means we have a year to teach you what you need to know and anything else you wish to learn, and thanks to the ritual in the real time only a day will have passed but for you ad us it will have been a year."

"Hold on, not to be rude, but how do you even know I am magical?"

It was Salazar who answered her after letting out a short laugh.

"My dear girl, we sensed your magic the very instant you set foot in Hogwarts. There is no doubt of it you are a very powerful witch."

"Indeed Salazar is right my dear. Now however it is ultimately your choice so I shall ask you directly: are you willing to be taught by the five of us?"

A wide smile crept onto Evelyn's lips:

"Of Course."

And with that her teaching began.

They had wasted no time. Evie was figuratively thrown in at the deep end, after all the founders and Merlin had only a year to teach her everything that students usually learnt over a period of seven years. Each one taught her specific subjects.

Godric taught her Defence Against the Dark Arts, Duelling, and Transfiguration.

Rowena taught her Ancient Runes, Arithmacy and Astronomy.

Helga taught Herbology, Healing Magic, and Care of Magical Creatures.

Salazar taught Potions, Occlumency and through necessity Legilimency.

Merlin taught History of Magic, Wandless Magic and the basics of Divination.

Since she had already lived as a muggle they all agreed that teaching her Muggle Studies was pointless.

Evelyn was currently sitting at the edge of the lake, staring out into the distance. Tonight was her final night in the time of the founders. Tonight the founders would perform their final spell on her which would send her to the time were she truly belonged.

As she thought back to her very first days with the five of them a smile came to her lips and she remembered the madness that had descended on Hogwarts on only her second day of being in their time. The madness in question was caused by the tedious process of finding a wand for her.

Merlin had summoned Ollivander's wand maker to the castle in order to find a wand for Evelyn. No one had imagined how difficult it was going to be to find a wand which matched Evie.

Indeed after trying 187 different wands, destroying over 20 walls in the castle, accidently destroying all the furniture in the Great Hall twice, accidentally turning Godric's sword into a mop, accidentally changing Salazar's hair bright neon pink, drenching Helga in a torrent of Rain, turning Rowena's dress 5 sizes too big and giving Merlin a pair of bunny ears; and this was before they all had the common sense to move outside to continue testing wands; Evie finally found a wand which matched her.

Surprisingly it was made out of some of the rarest materials the shop had, her wand was:

Brazilian Rosewood, 12 and a half inches, with a core made from a phoenix feather dipped in basilik venom.

Also over the year after many long arguments and deliberation, the four founders had performed a blood ritual which while it was blood magic the ritual was classified as light.

The 'adaugeo ut cruor prosapia' ritual allowed the ones performing it to add the recipient as their blood heir, and they would will be their heir even if they had children later on.

And so that was how Evelyn Sangria found herself not only the Heir of Merlin but also the Heir of the four founders of Hogwarts.

Funnily enough the ritual left four physical marks on Evie's body, in the shape of four tattoos: a small golden lion on her left hip, a green snake on her right hip, and a small blue eagle and a black badger in the small of her back. The tattoos were magical much to Evie's surprise which meant they could roam about her body at will and she could change their placing on her body whenever she so wished. It has also given her Salazar's gift of being a Parslemouth. He had been thrilled.

Evie sighed and let herself flop back onto the grassy banks next to the lake. In a single year she had learnt what wizards and witches usually learnt in seven year and more. She passed all her subjects with the equivalent of O's on everything, had become a master Occlumens and Legilimens, and had become a mutli animagus with two forms, one magical and one non-magical, and to top it all off she was a master at Wandless magic and duelling.

Evie smirking she would never forget the look on Godric face as on their very first duel she had evaded his spell not by magic, but by doing a double twist followed by two back somersaults. Her past hobby of Gymnastics, Dance classes and Martial arts became very useful in Duelling Class.

Lost in her thoughts she barely noticed Merlin coming up to her until her was standing next to her head looking down at her.

"So this is where you disappeared to."

"Um sorry I just need some peace and quiet."

"Indeed I can only imagine child. Now will you do your ancestor a favour and walk with me one last time around the lake." Asked Merlin.

Evie smiled it was a habit of theirs for the two of them to take long strolls around the grounds of Hogwarts talking.

"Of course." She answered rising from the ground gracefully, gently brushing down her gown.

Barely a few minutes of walking in silence Merlin spoke up.

"Child I will miss you when you are gone, we all will, but you understand the necessity of sending you to the time you truly belong in."

"Of course I do. I don't truly belong in this time although I have found a home and a family. I will never forget you. You will always be my family." Answered Evie sincerely her words coming from her heart.

"You also understand my warnings about your knowledge of the future?"

He was referring to the Harry Potter Books. Evie was determined to save as many lives as she could, but even without being told she knew that her knowledge had to be kept secret.

"I know. I promise that I will not reveal anything about the future to anyone unless it is something that will save someone's life. I will try and change certain events my own way but I will not bring anyone else into my schemes."

"Good. Evelyn you have a heart which truly is pure. I know you will ultimately make the right choices for all even if they hurt you in the end."

"Salazar and Godric would disagree on the pure of heart comment."

Merlin laughed.

"Indeed the three of you have a gift at antagonizing each over. Salazar to the point that he disappeared for a month after that row between the two of you, and Godric to the point that he needed to physically vent his ire using his sword and inanimate objects."

Evie said nothing but had the decency to blush. Merlin laughed again and the two continued their walk.

Later that evening Evie walked into the Great Hall wearing her modern clothes that she had arrived in, her duffle bag firmly in place over her shoulder with the addition of 6 shrunken magical trunks inside it, and her wand in her holster hidden up her sleeve right and, her two hidden knives, one in her belt the other tucked away in her right boot.

As she approached the circle that was being used for the ritual, she saw that the two women had tears in their eyes.

"Oh Rowena, Helga please don't cry. If you do I will too." Begged Evie as she rushed to hug the two women that had become sister/ mother figures for her over the year.

"We will miss you greatly, but our hearts are lightened knowing you will carry on our lines." Said Rowena gently, Helga nodding in agreement.

Evie blinked back tears and hugged them again.

Once out of the hug she found herself swept up into a bear hug in two strong male arms.

"I will miss my duelling partner." Said Godric with a sad smile.

"I will too, who else can beat you to keep you humble." Joked Evie.

Godric huffed and ruffled her hair before pulling her into another hug, kissing her gently on her forehead before releasing her.

Salazar gently pulled Evie into a hug.

"Never forget, no one can judge you except yourself. Be proud of who you are as we are of you." He said in Parsletounge.

Evie hugged him back tightly.

"I am proud of who I am, and all my heritage, and no one can tell me otherwise." Hissed back Evie.

Salazar gave her a true smile before copying Godric's gesture and kissed her on her forehead gently before releasing her.

Evie came to stand in front of Merlin.

"Remember my child. We will always be in your heart and should you need us make your way to Avalon Palace. Only us and you know its location. I am proud of you my child, and am honoured to call you my Heir. We all are."

Evie lost her battle with her tears. Tears fell down her cheeks as she hugged Merlin tightly.

Merlin held her as she composed herself, and Evie could feel the reassuring presence of the other four near her.

Finally she stood with a determined glint in her eyes, head held high looking every bit the powerful witch she was.

"I am ready."

The five of them nodded. Evie took her place in the centre of the circle and they began the ritual.

Evie could feel the ancient and powerful magic flowing around her, and finally she heard the voices of her family call out in union:

'adaugeo ut cruor prosapia'

And once again here vision was blinded by a blinding white light.

A/N: Well I'm back. This idea has been in my head for a while but now I finally got round to writing it. Please Review and let me know what you think. Flames will be deleted though.