When Worlds Collides
Prologue: Memories from the distant past
Pairings: Guess
Disclaimer: I don't own so don't ask

WARNINGS: This is about male/male relationships. If you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.

Notes: I've been tossing this idea around with my muses and we've decided to give it wave and see how it flies. Just as a reminder this fic is not beta-read. Any and all mistakes are mine.

So, here's my third attempt at a crossover. Enjoy!

/ Thoughts /
:: Mindspeak/telepathy ::

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Thunder boomed close to the Last Homely house of Elrond as lightening lit the vast bedroom illuminating every object scaring the small Elfling.

"Nana!"

Soundless footfalls quickly reached the distressed call.

"Shh, my child all will be well. I am here with you now."

"Want Ada! Why can't Ada be here with us Nana?" the young one cried as he hugged the warm body for comfort.

"I want your Ada here too. He could no longer resist the call of the sea," a soft silky voice replied.

A yawn escaped the small Elf as he snuggled further into the folds of the velvet robe he was clinging on to.

"Will you go as well, Nana?"

Sad onyx eyes gazed down at the young one. "Aye, I will leave too ion-nin but that will not come to past for many millennium – I still have you to rise. Now, no more talk of leaving these lands you need to sleep. A growing Elfling needs plenty of rest and besides that you have lessons with Glorfindel."

"Uncle Del works me too hard. I like the twins and your lesson better."

"You better not let him hear you say such a thing-"

"Too late."

The Elfling pulled the sheet up to his dark eyes with a muffled 'eep!'

"I was making my rounds around the house. A pen-neth such as yourself needs to know how to fight. You will be Lord of Imladris some day," Glorfindel said.

"But Uncle Del I was only jesting with Nana. Anyway, Elladan and Elrohir are all ready Lords of this house," the Elfling answered somewhat sheepishly.

"Be that as it may I will not go easy on your nor will your brothers, and do not forget Lords Legolas and Haldir will be just as hard. I'm mild compared to those two. Go to sleep pen-neth and let your Nana get some rest. It has been a trying day," the Balrog-slayer said blowing out the candles around the room.

"Come Erestor I will escort you to your room."

The advisor checked one last time on the now sleeping figure...

Severus Snape bolted upright in bed as thunder and lightening roared around the Hogwarts. He was breathing heavily. Sweat twinkled down his face as if a bucket of water was dumped on him. He slowly regained his natural rhythm of breathing.

The Potions master slid carefully from bed in order not to disturb his bedmate before entering the bathroom. Severus stared at his reflection for a moment. His long silky black hair had worked its' way out the hair tie and was now sticking up in random places on his head. He retrieved his brush out of a draw to rake out the tangles.

Most people thought that the shiny tresses were oily beyond anything but it wasn't. When his lover initially touched the raven strains he couldn't believe how soft it was. He sighed as he thought of his dead lover but he couldn't continue to live in the past.He had a someone else to think about - to love. However, it was a heartache Severus would never forget.

Lost in thought, Severus stared at the beautifully crafted object in his hand. Intricate leaves with three leaflets and vines were etched along the outer trim. The center design was of a magnificent butterfly. The long silver handle and base shine brightly in the low light of the bathroom. The silver was like no other precious metal that he has seen before.

Severus knew that the brush was a family heirloom – a gift from his mother. Just like the silver butterfly hairpin was a present from his Ada - his Father. /There's that word again/ he thought.

He'd been having the same dream for several weeks now and it just seems so real. There was a logical explanation and the people of his dreams just mere moments ago (Erestor and Glorfindel) there were not human they were Elves that much he knew.

Severus finished brushing out his hair and stepped into the shower. Once his was finished washing off the grim of sweat he heard a sleepy voice calling out for him, "Sev?"

The teacher extinguished the candles in the bathroom and walked back into the master bedroom.

"Are you feeling okay, love?"

"Yes, I'm fine," he replied slipping back into bed naked.

The professor pulled his lover close to him settling back down to get some sleep. Day light was only a few hours away. He was going to need plenty of rest to deal with the dunderheads he had to teach.

"You had that dream again, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Maybe it's time to see Poppy or talk with Dumbledore about it."

"I have a meeting with Albus before my first class today. I'll with speak with him about then," Severus said in a sleepy tone.

"Get some sleep. I love you Sev."

The Potions professor turned his lover over so they were facing each other. Even in the darkness of the room, Severus could see clearly as if it was broad daylight. He claimed parted lips tenderly before whispering, "I love you too Siri."

The couple snuggled for the remainder of the early morning before they had to face another hard day of work.

oOo TBC oOo

A/N: Love it? Hate it? Should I continue or chalk-up as a loss? Let me know. Please tell me your thoughts and suggestions that you might have.

Nemesis

oOo Teaser for Chapter 1: First Encounter oOo

The Headmaster reached into his robes and pulled out two letters then handed to the man he considered a son.
"What is this about, Albus?"
"When Harry turned sixteen I received these letters plus there was one addressed to myself. It's from James."