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The owl amongst dwarves who has a pet warg.

What if after the department of mystery event harry wished to go somewhere else to escape the pain.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the hobbit.

Chapter 2

'thinking'

"' Mental communication '"

"talking"

Harry POV

The minute I woke up I knew something was different I wasn't in my room, I was in the middle of a forest and I knew this wasn't the forbidden forest because their was to much light coming threw the trees, I got up thinking that I should look around and figure out where I am.

As I got up from where I had been sleeping I stretched my sore muscles especially the ones on my back they felt like they had been torn apart but their was something else I couldn't put it but it was like something had grown out of my back.

I looked behind me and saw a pair of black raven wings, as I was inspecting the wings I failed to notice a large wolf making its way towards me. The feeling of a tongue licking my bare stomach, I screamed in surprise not expecting it I watched as the wolf laid on his stomach and start wagging it tail.

"um hi" I said seeing if it was friendly or not as I was examining the wolf I noticed that this thing made Padfoot look like a puppy. But thinking about Sirius brought back the feeling of sadness and anger that I had tried to bury when I went to sleep last night.

Harry looked down at the large wolf in front of him "um hi" said Harry assuming that it was nice since it licked him instead of eating him.

"Master I'm so happy your awake I was so worried about you." said a voice in Harry's head looking around wildly for the source, "who said that?" asked Harry

"I did" Harrys attention went to the wolf in front of him "but that's not possible wolves cant talk even if they are magic" said Harry

"Your right wolves can't talk but I'm no wolf I'm a warg" said the warg, "We have the magic to speak telepathically with are masters whom we mark." stated the Warg

"Is that how I can hear your voice because I'm your master?" asked Harry looking at the warg

"Yes I marked you while you were asleep so that I could communicate with you now instead of later, and you having no idea what I'm saying" stated the warg

Harry ran the conversation he had with this creature threw his head he could tell that their was no escaping this if he learned anything from dobby is that ounce someone has picked their master theirs no escaping it.

"So before we start can you tell me your name." asked Harry

"I don't have a name anymore my former master killed with him dead I don't have a name anymore." said the warg, "You'll have to give me a new name"

"Well all right then then how about the name Harding how do you like that?" asked Harry

"I love it" said Harding jumping and licking Harry profusely judging by his reaction Harry could only assume he made the right choice

"Alright .. alright I get it you like it." said Harry trying to talk between the licking he was receiving.

Harry and Harding decided to get out of the area, since according to Harding their were groups of orcs, wargs, and goblins rooming around the area, and Something was telling Harry the goblins weren't friendly like the ones back home, if you can call that friendly.

While they were talking Harding had decided to educate Harry on the races of middle earth, "Lastly theirs the hobbit's I haven't seen them personally but I know of them from my fellow warg's their tiny people, their often called Halflings as a derogatory term" said Harding "I'm told they don't really care about the shiny stuff like the other races do."

"Well I'm going to need to look for a place to live and from what you've told me that sounds like the best place to go maybe they'll need a healer I'm pretty good at it." said Harry

"Well theirs always a need for healers you can never have to many but I'm not sure they'll let a tall folk among them they don't trust anyone who's not a hobbit." said Harding

Harding was about to say something else but he smelt something familiar he stopped in his tracks and stopped Harry from going forward "Master get behind me I smell wargs scouts ill protect you ." said Harding

Harry was going to protest when an idea came to him Harry stepped next to Harding "I have a better idea just stay close to me okay?" said Harry

"Very well master" said Harding following his masters orders getting next to Harry and taking a defensive stance next to Harry

Harry gathered the his magic an spoke a spell long forgotten " We are silent ... living shadows none can see us ... none can hear us so mote it be." Harry spoke in a voice that was filled with magic and power.

Harry gave Harding the signal to stay silent and stand still and just in time right after Harry cast the spell the wargs Harding warned him about came out from the bushes.

From what Harry could tell they were having a conversation that Harry could only assume was about them they sniffed and walked around the entire area before heading off not having found them.

Ounce the Wargs were out of sight Harry and Harding ran till they were at the border of the closest city that's when Harry undid the spell.

"Nice work Master that was awesome!" said Harding licking his masters face.

Harry and Harding had managed to acquire a place to stay in the short time they were in the city and during the years they lived in Middle Earth Harry became a well respected Healer that was well know threw out Middle Earth, As Harry had learned was the name of his new home.

During this time Harry had even been called for aid from Rivendell to the Lonely Mountain. He was well respected amongst the elves even the dwarves thought highly of him he was even called to the Shire and well like amongst some of the Hobbits.

They allowed him to stay in its borders when he asked for a place to stay that was nice and peaceful, he and Harding had built a home on the outskirts of Hobbiton were Harry and Harding lived comfortably.