Author's note- I'm attempting at a hybrid for Harry Potter and Merlin. Please comment if you want more.

Chapter 1 (Ginny)-

Hi, my name is Ginny Weasley and this is a story about how a wizardry class at Hogwarts can go wrong. It all started one Tuesday when I was in apparition class and was told to apparate to a circle placed in the middle of the room. When I was supposed to clear my mind, I started to remember the lesson Professor Binns was talking about, the legends of Merlin and King Arthur. These were not Legends at all. Then Wilke Twycross, our apparition teacher started talking again.

"Ok class, just follow these three rules and you'll be doing it in no time." Our teacher said, "I want you to apparate into that circle."

"Ok, so focus on that circle and only that circle." I told myself and as soon as I apparated, someone grabbed my arm. Then we were in a place that defiantly wasn't Hogwarts. Where were we?

"Where are we, Ginny?" Neville asked.

"I don't know. I was going to ask the same thing." I replied.

Just then Neville said "I'm going to look around." He started going into the town and I decided I was going to find out exactly where we were.

"Ma'am, may I ask where I am?" I asked a young woman. She was tall with black hair; she looked like she was wearing an expensive dress. It was emerald green and she was wearing shoes to match. She had to have been important.

"You are in Camelot of course." She said while giggling a bit. "May I ask what you are wearing?"

"This would just be my school robes." I said looking at how rugged they looked compared to her dress. "May ask your name?"

"My name is Morganna. What is yours?"

"Ginny ma'am or should I say my lady." I replied bowing a bit.

"How did you get in here unnoticed?" She asked.

"I was in my wizardry class and poof here I am. My friend was with me but he disappeared."

"You are a sorceress?" she asked.

"The correct term is a witch." I said proudly.

"GUARDS, THERE IS A SOCERESS IN THE KINGDOM! GUARDS!" she yelled. The guards ran over.

"You are coming with us." One of the taller men said, while the other two grabbed me and dragged me along with them. "We have to go see King Uther."

"I've always wanted to meet the king!" I said excited like a when a four year old gets a present. Apparently I wasn't supposed to be happy because they pulled harder and I got evil glares.