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๐™˜๐™ค๐™œ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ง๐™œ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ข: merlin fanfic

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๐™˜๐™ค๐™œ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ง๐™œ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ข various! Merlin x Harry Potter! OC/Reader

"๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™™๐™ž๐™š"

When you've been sad for so long that when something bad happens, you don't cry; you just sit there and feel numb.

Odette had been living for one thing these past 3 years: Dumbledore's army. For once, she had been needed, and sure, they only recruited her for the sake of having more people. She wants to go back before everything went wrong, now she's stuck with the wizard who practically is magic himself.

Chapter 1: ๐’๐˜๐๐๐Ž๐’๐ˆ๐’

Chapter Text

โ๐™๐™ค ๐™—๐™š ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™™, ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™—๐™š ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™™โž

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โ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ถ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ผ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—บโž

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โI think, therefore I am.โž

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ย โ I have always been a giver, warm and loving. Even as a child I never cried, seeking to make others happy. Often people sought me in times of trouble and I gave all I had - my whole heart and showered love upon them.ย 

By age nine adults leant on me, told me of their woes and I was their spark of light. Yet when my time to suffer came, when my world was a hurricane of ice, every light but one switched off. All but one offered a skinny love, shallow and brief, before finding a reason to excuse their flight.ย 

But maybe that's the way it had to be, one light to follow, no choice but to walk toward love and truth. Perhaps the road toward heaven feels like hell. Because I can tell you I never felt more empty in mind, body or soul, never so bereft of any comfort.ย 

I have never felt so worthless or disposable, never so wretched and cold. For hours I would have no emotion, only an urge to move fast; then all at once I'd be on the floor, shaking with a grief that bled from my bones.ย 

Days became weeks and months, and in every single moment of every single day my soul asked God why I must still live. He said, "Because I love you, daughter, and you will do great things. So live, breathe, walk."ย 

Moments of emptiness still come like an ambush, yet in company of a true friend a real smile can return, a real laugh, real warmth. I can't give much yet, I'm still too empty, but at least now I know who to give it to. I know who is safe. โž

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๐—ข๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ, ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ, ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.ย 

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๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ด๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—น๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ดโ€”๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ผ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต.ย 

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๐—™๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ, ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ-๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜: ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ž๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—”๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ต๐˜‚๐—ฟ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—ต๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜.ย 

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๐—œ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜, ๐—ข๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜…โ€”๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป, ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ.

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๐‘๐Ž๐‹๐„๐’

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โ๐„๐‹๐‹๐„ ๐…๐€๐๐๐ˆ๐๐†โž

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โ๐Ž๐ƒ๐„๐“๐“๐„ ๐๐„๐๐€๐‘๐ƒ๐ƒ๐”๐โž

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โ๐‚๐Ž๐‹๐ˆ๐ ๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐†๐€๐โž

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โ๐Œ๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐โž

โ The truth is you could slit my throat, and with my one last gasping breath. I would apologise for bleeding on your shirtโž

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โ๐๐‘๐€๐ƒ๐‹๐„๐˜ ๐‰๐€๐Œ๐„๐’โž

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โ๐€๐‘๐“๐‡๐”๐‘ ๐๐„๐๐ƒ๐‘๐€๐†๐Ž๐โž

โA lover? Maybe. Something tender, anyway. But tender like a bruise.โž

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โ๐„๐Ž๐ˆ๐ ๐Œ๐€๐‚๐Š๐„๐โž

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โ๐†๐–๐€๐ˆ๐๐„โž

โBut God fuck I'd swallow poison if it tasted like you.โž

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โ๐’๐€๐๐“๐ˆ๐€๐†๐Ž ๐‚๐€๐๐‘๐„๐‘๐€โž

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โ๐‹๐€๐๐‚๐„๐‹๐Ž๐“ ๐ƒ๐” ๐‹๐€๐‚โž

โIf you stabbed me, I'd thrust myself deeper into the blade just to be a few inches closer to you.โž

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โ๐Š๐€๐“๐ˆ๐„ ๐Œ๐‚๐†๐‘๐€๐“๐‡โž

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โ๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐†๐€๐๐€ ๐‹๐„ ๐…๐€๐˜โž

โIf touching you makes me a sinner, then why do I feel like I just reached heaven the moment I traced my fingers along your skin?โž

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โ๐€๐๐†๐„๐‹ ๐‚๐Ž๐”๐‹๐๐˜โž

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โ๐†๐”๐ˆ๐๐„๐•๐„๐‘๐„โž

โIf I could have done it all again, I would have loved you better. But I could not have loved you more.โž

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๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜‚๐˜€

๐˜๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—น

๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ป

๐˜๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜„๐—ฎ ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜†๐—ฎ๐—ป

๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ป

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if you dont imagine your character as elle fanning or with the name odette that's perfectly fine its just how i see her and its easier to just have a name