Disclaimer, neither Haldir Lotr or the harry potter universe belong to me, (I wish) however Gwylith does, she's all mine. lol
Anywho i hope you enjoy and unlike my previous stories I hope to keep up to this one.
Gwylith Haldris found herself humming a muggle song she'd heard at her best friends house during the holidays. A 7th year slytherin she was the exception rather that the rule in her house being friends with a muggle born Gryffindor. As untouched by the veronicas bounced round her head she failed to notice the trouble brewing at the end of the corridor she was walking down.
"Die ferret face!" came the shout as a group of Slytherins and Gryffindors began to duel. Ducking as a stinging hex went over her head Gwylith sighed, this was the 3rd fight she'd broken up this week, as head girl she saw it as a duty rather than a voluntary job. Suddenly as she waded in wand at the ready to cast a freezing spell a stray curse from whom she's never know hit her in the back, the last thing she remembered as darkness claimed her was a girl screaming.
Gwylith awoke to blinding rays of sunlight and a throbbing head. Squinting one eye open she cautiously lifted her head with a moan, she's kill who ever had hit her with that spell, it felt like she'd been on the fire whiskey the night before. As she ventured a peek around her she gasped to see she was surrounded by a group of figures all with arrows strung and aimed at her. Opening her other eye, she realised she was in way too deep and the darkness reclaimed her.
Haldir watched as the figure of a young woman appeared from nowhere on the forest floor. Motioning for the other wardens to be quiet, the captain had them follow him to where the girl lay her brightly colored hair a beacon in the greens of the forest. Nocking an arrow he cautiously approached the unconscious girl, the others surrounding her in a similar manner as she moaned and opened one eye, slowly followed by the other, only for her to spot them and lapse once again into unconsciousness. Crouching carefully he gently lifted the girl and headed for the trees again.
"Haldir, what if she is a spy, what if she is dangerous?" came a voice from behind him.
The marchwarden turned to face the speaker, his brother Rumil stood looking at the young woman distrustingly.
"Rumil I do not think such a small girl, who is unconscious is going to do much spying, if I deem it necessary I will blindfold her until such a time as we don't have to." He replied patiently, knowing his brother was thinking of the city they guarded.
Pressing a knot in the tree they had stopped by a silvery ladder fell to the forest floor, Haldir somehow managed to shift the young woman so she lay securely across his shoulders enabling the elf to climb to the flet above. Upon reaching the flet, Haldir had the elf who had remained on watch to make sure no orcs were hunting the elves on the floor roll out one of the bedrolls upon which he placed the young woman and covered her with a heavy blanket before tending to the cut on her temple. As he pressed a piece of linen soaked in disinfectant against the cut, the young woman awoke with a hiss of pain and tried to roll away from Haldir.
"I'm fine madame Pomfrey, just give me the headache potion and I'll go back to my dorm." she muttered, clearly still dazed.
"I don't know who you are speaking about my lady, but my name is Haldir." he told her softly, managing to startle her. "I am marchwarden of the forest, who are you, and how did you get here?" he asked taking in the startling green eyes now frozen on his face.
"I'll kill Malfoy, how the hell did he get me to the forest with out a professor or Filch and that mangy cat of his seeing?" she muttered clearly furious. Suddenly her eyes widened as the memory of the spell used came back to her.
"He spoke quenya, shit Draco, what have you done this time." she burst out with suddenly almost causing Haldir to fall backwards as she sat upright.
"What have you done?" she whispered.
