I do not own anything recognizable in this story . Please read and review, it will be much appreciated . AU after Ootp. Suggestions are appreciated. I might change the plot a little with your suggestions, so … Also, I am a much bigger Harry fan then LOTR fan, so please forgive me if I get something wrong. All of the valar are getting names I invent for them and their own powers. If you know the real names/powers tell me, and I'll try to incorporate them. THANKS!
Harry and Hermione Potter were in the Department of Mysteries, fighting for their lives against death eaters. Again. It was different this time though. They had been training in this very department for the last six years with the leftovers of the ministry six. Ginny Longbottom was avenging her husbands death, killing the last of the Lestranges. Luna Weasley took down Dolohov, ducking a stray unforgivable. Ron was up against several of the last death eaters on his end. We were admist the final attack to the ministry. Despite Voldemort's death earlier in the year, there were still random attacks. The death eaters fighting against them were the only ones left. Harry and Hermione finished off their duels, and started to help out Ron, who was having trouble with his group. Luna and Ginny had joined up against the 3 others who were not in our group. While Hermione took down Rookwood, Avery shot off a killing curse. Hermione rolls out of the way, taking Avery down on the way. Unfortunately, Ginny did not see the killing curse coming, and was enveloped by its green light. She had joined her husband after completing her quest to end the Lestrange family. There was a slight smile on her face as she fell.
Quickly after Ginny's death, Harry, Hermione, Ron and Luna felled most of the other death eaters left in their rage. Finally, there were only 6 left, and the ministry four were facing them on the stone diadem, back to the veil. Somehow, despite their training, the four were beginning to falter. Hermione had taken out her bow and arrow, inscribed with the name Rowena Ravenclaw taking down the wizards further away from them. Luna was throwing knives, while Harry and Ron continued parrying off and sending off hexes and curses. While Luna was summoning back her bloodied knives, the now 2 death eaters sent a joint curse their way. They had no time to dodge, and all four fell into the veil, still completely conscious.
They were falling. That was the only way to describe what was happening. The feel of the air wooshing past them was the only indication the four were moving at all. There were no colors, it was neither pitch black or stark white. There was merely space.
Finally, after what seemed to be forever, the falling stopped. They did not collapse against the floor, for there was no floor, or ceiling, walls, or any distinguishing factors to help them figure out where they were. The only thing they could see were two thrones in front of them, holding two beings beyond human beauty. The male and female stood at their, er….graceful, entrance.
"Welcome, Harry and Hermione Potter. Welcome, Ron and Luna Weasley. Welcome to Valinor." At the female's words, the landscape slowly but fluidly filled in, like watercolor. They were suddenly in a beautiful courtyard surrounded by peaceful gardens with buildings that seemed to breath around them. They could vaguely hear the sound of a soft river bubbling in the distance. It was completely peaceful and relaxing. The mysterious lady's voice startled the group out of their musings. "The fates have decided to give you another chance, in a new world. You will not be without your trials, but you have the choice to start anew." Hermione immediately picked up on the wording of the lady's statement. "What do you mean we have a choice? And what trials would we be facing in this new world? Would we keep our powers, weapons, and memories? How would this work out? Why do we get this choice? What will happen if we choose not to go to this new world? What if-" "Hermione, calm down. You're ranting again. Give the lady a chance to answer all of you questions." Harry stated calmly.
"Thank you Mr. Potter. You have a choice to go on to the great beyond that you have deserved. You get this choice because the fates know that you could be great help in this new world, and that you would bask in the new challenge it would present to you. You will keep all of your talents, weapons and memories if you choose to enter Middle Earth, the new world in question. If you die in Middle Earth on your quest you will be allowed to enter the great beyond. You will be eventually reunited with your loved ones no matter what your choice may be." She paused for a second, letting the group absorb the new information before continuing. "Now, my name is Lüthviel, goddess of weaponry and wisdom. My husband is Orion, god of the four elements and travel. We are also known as the Valar back in Middle Earth. Mrs. Potter, I believe one of your questions was going to be ' will we be able to learn more about this new world should we choose to go?' am I correct?" At this Hermione meekly shook her head, blushing with embarrassment. "Tonight, after you go to sleep, the information you need, including the languages and relevant history of Middle Earth will be… inserted into your dreams. You will wake up knowing everything you will need to know for the time being. Some things, of course, will remain a mystery. While we have covered almost everything you four need to know to make your decision, I have one more surprise for you." Here, Lüthviel paused, seeing their 'what now' faces, and let out a light giggle, somewhat reminiscent of running water. "Do not worry young ones," she stated, " 'tis a good thing. The fates, realizing that you will probably decide to go into Middle Earth has given you a choice never given before. They are giving you the choice, if you go to Middle Earth, to go as Elves." Seeing their shocked looks, Lüthviel quickly continued before the objections started. "The Elves of Middle Earth are nothing like the elves of your home country. They are graceful, skilled, and practically immortal. They can die only through grievous wounds or heartbreak." It was surprisingly Luna, and not Hermione who asked the next question. "But why would they give us this chance? And why should we wish to be immortal when all of our loved ones are already beyond our reach?" The rest of the group nodded at these, showing that they agreed with Luna's assessment, that at the moment they were perfectly fine being 100% mortal. Lüthviel gave a small, almost sad smile at these questions, and strove to best articulate her answer. " Elves can go farther distances without tiring, and even then, they need less sleep than mortal men do. If you go as men you might find yourself at a disadvantage; not being used to walking long distances. After all, your quest requires a trek across an open countryside, over mountains and through many trials, before you may reach the end. This is why the fates have given you this choice, so you may have more chance at happiness after the war of Middle Earth is over, and so you can enjoy every minute you have left together." Lüthviel paused again here; making sure they all understood what she was getting at. At their slightly confused, yet thoughtful expressions, she could tell they got it. "Well then, that is all for now. Enjoy your much-deserved rest. I wish for you to come back here tomorrow after lunch with your decision. I would suggest you decide tonight, and see if your dreams change your decision. Good night."
The remnants of Dumbledore's Army muttered their good nights to the two gods, and walked out of the pavilion, somehow knowing where they needed to go. Once they got to a luxurious tree house (more like a house in a tree, really, two beds, two baths, a kitchen filled with different foods, and a common room with a very comfortable looking sofa and a couple of chairs) they filled into the common room and plopped down on the furniture, waiting for someone to start. Finally, Ron spoke up. "Well, are we gonna be elves or not?" And so, the discussion began.
A/N: Review. What do you think, should they be elves? How much info should the dream give them? And also, give me ideas if you have. I have a general outline of how I want this to turn out, but I would love your thoughts. Thanks so much!