Hey everyone! Just thought of another fic. This one features Terence Higgs (former Slytherin Seeker) and Adrian Pucey (one of the Chasers). It is AU but still magical. And yes, it does take place at Hogwarts. Also, it is inspired by Disney's 'The Little Mermaid.' Well, I'm wanting Ariel to make an appearance later on as the story progresses...so I guess you could call it a slight crossover? I dunno...but just in case, I will leave a disclaimer for that too! (HP characters will show up more in here than anything...so...yeah.) (Note that this isn't where Ursula or someone like her wants the guy for his/herself-as I've stated, this story is ''inspired''.)

This fic is M-rated for future m/m sexual content, language...and whatever else I decide to throw in. So, be mature or leave.

Any mythological creature details: I will try to adhere to most but I will tweak them. This is only a story, after all.

A/N and Disclaimer(s): Harry Potter is NOT my property, it's JKR's! And anything you see from the Little Mermaid like Ariel, or something else that mirrors any part of the movie, it solely belongs to Disney and everyone else who has ownership! The plot however...is mine.

Any spelling/grammatical/punctuation errors are mine...any help would be immensely appreciated. I'm not primarily a writer, so every little bit helps! :)

Enjoy!

Chapter One-Merman, Thy Name is Terence

(Terence's POV-First Person)

Swim, swim, eat. Swim, explore the sunken ruins of the deep, eat, swim some more, avoid getting attacked by humans and other dangerous creatures, swim, sleep and repeat. Same old shit, a different day. Honestly, I thought that my whole life would be an interesting experience...but no. Even under the sea, it's another routine.

Ok, I can't truly complain. There is excitement, especially when I stumble across a treasure from the upper world or when I catch a glimpse of humans doing rather peculiar...and stupid things. It humors me, even if they're some things I don't exactly understand.

Before I forget, my name is Terence...no last name. I am sixteen and a merman. If the words 'human', 'swim' and 'sea' don't ring a bell, I dunno what to tell you. I am the youngest child, and I have seven older sisters, all which live in the ocean. I, however, reside in the Black Lake next to this amazing place called Hogwarts.

My dad is Triton and my grandfather is Poseidon, you know...'God of the Sea'. My best friends are a talking Giant Squid and seaturtle by the names of Squidly and Buster. Those were the only names I could think of, leave me alone. I also have an airborne buddy, Speckle, who is quite flighty and annoying but I love him.

Anyway, I am currently poking along the bottom of the Black Lake with my new trident which I won in a victorious battle from a couple fierce grindylows...rotten little shits. Normally, they avoid me but these were a few young ones that wanted to make a name for themselves. Too damn bad. I am the king of this body of water, so I whipped them into submission. Taking my new magical undersea wrought-iron instrument, I'm sorting through the gigantic tangles of seaweed, hoping to find another treasure one of the students cast into the water.

Will it be a fork or a spoon? Or maybe one of those human muggle gadgets I saw them use whilst peeking from behind a few rocks? Won't know unless I can wiggle this out. Several sharps stabs and rips later, I have it. Holding it out in the waterlight, I see it's a locked box of some sort with the initials 'AMP' and a crest engraved across the lid. It hasn't been in the water long, so the silver isn't at all tarnished.

'Meh...finders-keepers.'

I shake it around, listening to the inside contents move about. 'Ooh...definitely finders-keepers. I'll crack open this baby later. It'll be easy like wrenching open a clam. Sweet.'

Grinning mischievously, I swim over to my underwater cave. A turn, a dive and an emergence later, I wind up on the indoor shore of the cave. My treasures are carefully arranged upon the dirt, rock and sand, making sure no other creature can access it.

That's the perk of being a merman, I can breathe in and out of water...fresh or salty. So, fuck you grindylows! I inwardly giggle as I slide myself onto shore, maneuvering my way past the various rocks and pebbles, only to set this jackpot onto a smooth, low-setting rock. Perfect.

'Looks like Grandfather Poseidon smiled upon me today! Maybe there's more I've missed...perhaps closer inland.'

I grin in anticipation as I meander, technically 'swim', my way into the wide, deep depths of the Black Lake. Humming a tune of one of the many songs my sister Ariel sings, I unexpectedly meet up with Buster. He lazily glides his way over to me.

"Afternoon, Terence. Word on the waves is that a human's scouting out a way to get down here."

"Oh really? Speckle tell you that?"

"Well...he told Squidly and Squidly told me."

"Ok. So, did this one lose a bet or whatever?"

"Nah, I think he's looking for something. Seems kinda pissed."

"Aren't they all? Once something lands here, it's as good as gone, which is partly my fault and I'm not apologizing for it."

"You know by now I don't expect you to. Besides, what use have I for those trinkets? I'm just a turtle."

"You're my turtle..."

"That was creepy but true. Anyway, wanna take a look?"

I shrug, seeing at though this was the most excitement I was going to have for possibly the entire week, unless the fledgling grindylows wanted to try and start an uprising.

"Why not? Lead the way."

I follow Buster to the lake's edge, trying not to speed past him. He's slower and he can't help it. I don't want to be mean, so I'm keeping at his pace. Eventually reaching the edge, I pop my head out of the surface and swim closer to a rock.

Peering over the eons-old stone, I saw Speckle wasn't bullshitting me this time. There was a boy, roughly my age but tall, short brown hair, an almost-peach-but-not-exactly-pale skin tone. He had high cheekbones from what I could see, but was still too far off to make out his eye color. He was quite handsome, to boot. Yes, I fancy males...got a problem?

As I observed him, I could hear him mutter something about 'stupid bastards', 'snobby, self-entitled brats' and 'should've cursed them when I had the chance.' while he removed his robes and shoes. Thankfully, it was quite warm for September, so I don't have to worry about him drowning from the weight of his clothes.

The grindylows on the other hand..I just hope they're very far away. The boy removed his tie and pulled out a smooth stick, which was called a wand and headed over to the water's edge. Waving his wand, a bubble appeared over his head and he jumped off the rock into the cool water.

Wanting to see where this goes, I stealthily follow him. Weaving in and out of the seashrubs, I notice he's a quarter of the way inside the lake. Out the corner of my eye, I see gold glinting in between some rocks. I dive down to pick it up. It was a galleon that must have fell out of his pocket or something. As soon as I looked back, I saw those three same grindylows surround him, trying to attack in a frenzy.

The boy tried fending them off, but either he or they made a certain move and the air bubble popped. In doing so, one grindylow wrapped around him, entangling him in a mess of limbs and weeds. ''Oh..fuck!'' I barrel my way over as fast as my tail could take me. The grindylows stop, seeing I was mere feet away and they scramble like the cowards they are.

The boy was thrashing about, trying to free himself. He was only making it worse. He was liable to strangle himself if he didn't stop. I grab him.

"Hey, quit it! Let me get you out of here!"

He froze, his last air bubbles floated out of his mouth before his eyes became droopy. I moved fast, slicing my way through the seaweed, grabbed his wand and darted towards the surface.

'He'll surely die if I don't get 'im some air. I hope I can make it. Hang on..'

Within a near minute, we burst through the water's surface. I slapped his face, trying to wake him. It took a couple tries before he sputtered and started coughing...taking several deep breaths. Seeing he was a little too weak to swim, I hoisted him over my shoulder and swam my way back to shore.

"Here we are...back on dry land." I laid him down gently upon a large rock, watching him groan slightly and open his eyes.

I smiled, finally getting to see what color they were. They reminded me of dark amber honey, right when the light would cast through the jar. Yes, I knew what honey was..I saw the groundskeeper, Hagrid, bring out a jar with his breakfast one time last spring.

"Hey, you ok now?" I ask. The boy stared at me silently, wide-eyed...as if he's never seen a merman before.

"Hello? Dude..you alright?"

Well? What you think? :) Next chapter is up soon...I already have it written out..so..why not? :P