Disclaimer: I do not own any of Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings, nor do I make any money from writing this. I write simply for fun and no other purpose.
AN: Hey everyone this is my first ever Fanfiction please be kind and don't flame me. If you have any suggestions I will always try to read all reviews, I don't mind that, just be gentle with criticism. Also I know it is short but I did not know if it was worth continuing I am working on a actual chapter now but I wanted to see how this little bit would go
The final battle was over, Ron and Hermione were both dead so were Remus, Tonks, Fred, and so many others. I didn't want to even think about. Suddenly a rustling noise drew her attention, drawing her wand she waited a sudden sectumsempra from behind was the last thing that registered before she was in extreme pain, and she blacked out.
A white light surrounded Harriet and deposited her in the middle of a large forest. The Valar did not heal her but they did provide a protective friend. A large black shaggy dog. The Valar decided the newly turned elfling could use some protection and a slight reminder of her old life, when she grew older she might one day remember her old life one day.
Pain, there is a lot of pain. Why does it hurt so much? Oh no,that's a lot of blood everywhere! It is all over my clothes! That is a lot of blood! A black dog quickly jumps on me and starts licking my face clean and making my face covered in slobber. "Gross! Go away!" He stops licking me but won't leave. The dog starts whining when I try to sit up, but I need to find out why everything hurts so much. I don't remember what happened to me before I woke up, and I need to find out why it hurts. Shaggy dog starts to whine even more when I try to move to a nearby tree so I can have something to lean up on. Finally making it to the tree I start to check just what hurts so much, My back got the most damage however my legs also got hit pretty bad. Since my clothes are with out a doubt bigger than they are meant to be, I start to take off my pants and cloak and rip them up for bandages. My shirt can serve as a dress, it is long enough to cover my knees so it will have to do. I take everything off and start to wrap up my back and parts of my legs with the ripped up clothes. As soon as I can move better I will actually clean up the many wounds. The black dog is still watching me, I might as well give it a name if he is going to keep staying nearby. "Hmm, what about Padfoot? Huh boy do you like that?" Padfoot starts wagging his tail and licking my face again. "OK, OK Padfoot it is boy, just stop licking my face that is gross!" Padfoot lets me use him as a crutch since I can't really walk yet. My legs just hurt to much. He starts leading me towards a cave. As soon as we walk into the dark cave I quickly fall asleep.
Padfoot growling and barking woke me up, it was so dark I could not tell what made Padfoot so agitated. I can't really see him so I start scooting up against the wall and curl up. Whatever it is that is making Padfoot react like this I don't want anything to do with it. A man starts walking into the cave despite Padfoot's barking and growling, I can tell Padfoot does not like this man. Padfoot moves in between me and the man. The man starts shouting to someone outside the cave and another man quickly comes in. I'm terrified and don't know what to do about the men being in the cave. I don't think they have seen me so far maybe I can use Padfoot to sneak out of the cave. but then again the men are standing at the mouth of the cave. I should just stay quite maybe they will leave this cave and stay away. Padfoot stops barking and growling at the men but he is still standing in between the men and me. Padfoot looks at me and gives a small whine but quickly gives the men a growl to warn them away. Unfortunately Padfoot's glance and whine drew the attention of the men towards me. Great, just great, now I won't be able to sneak away. One of the men starts talking to me with a bunch of words I can't understand, Why can't I understand what he is saying. Shouldn't I be able to understand, what if my memory loss isn't just memory? What if I can't understand anyone? No, no, no that's really not good. I start shaking my head back and forth maybe he will understand I can't understand him. The other man tries to get closer to me but thankfully Padfoot snaps at his hand warning him not to come any closer. I take a hold of the gruff of his neck and pull him closer towards me so and bury my head into his fur so all I don't have to look at the to identical men. Suddenly I feel a hand on my head and I quickly flinch back, I don't like him touching me. glaring at him probably won't help the situation but I just want them to leave me alone and find some other cave. The man who had his hand on my head starts talking again, using a bunch of words I still don't understand. Again I shake my head from side to side hoping this time he will understand, I don't know what he is saying. They look at each other and start talking in that language, not paying me any real attention so I grab a hold of Padfoot again and try to use him as a crutch to get out of the cave. I make it to the mouth of the cave when I start to hear shouting. I climb onto the back of Padfoot as best as I can and tell him to go. The big shaggy dog moved quickly but I wasn't able to keep a grip on him and fell off and hit the ground hard. I move to hide in a bush nearby and hope the men don't come looking for me. Padfoot comes back and hides with me. Not long after I started to hide in the bush the men come into view.
they are calling out in their language that I can't comprehend. I push my black hair behind my ears and then I realize my ears have points at the end of them, that can't be normal, can it? I didn't realize I made a noise until Padfoot starts to whine at me. He must have thought that I was hurt worse than I already was. Unfortunately the men heard the two of us because next thing I know I'm being picked up from behind. screaming, I start to hit anything that I could make contact with which meant I didn't hit much of anything at all. They take me back to the cave with Padfoot quietly following us. When I see Padfoot I start to calm down, however I still don't like the man holding me or his look alike. The look alike starts to make a fire at the mouth of the cave while the other puts me down and starts to take off my bandages that were on my leg. It dawns on me what he is doing so I let him maybe he can help the pain go away. I look up at him as he is taking off my bandages, but his face looks so angry. My hands start shaking and I can't make them stop, Padfoot starts to growl at the man again but he keeps working on the bandages until all of them are off and my legs are bare. I look at him again and spot his ears, they are pointed just like mine! I reach towards his ears and he lets me touch them, so I put my hair behind my ear and show him my pointed ears to. However looking at his face does not tell me what he is thinking, he almost looks a little mad and surprise at the same time. I don't like that he is mad and I start to shake even more. He must have noticed me shaking because the next thing I know, he is talking to me in a language I can understand. He is saying "It is ok, no one is going to hurt you. Calm down ssshhhhh." I look at him again and I don't see the anger anymore. nodding to him he starts talking to me more. "Hey what happened to you huh? Why are you out here in the middle of the woods? Where are your parents?" but I don't answer him and just shrug. I don't really know what happened or why i'm here or even where my parents are. tears start poring down my face, I still don't like this man but I also wish I just knew what happened before I woke up covered in blood. I don'e remember anything other than my name, but so far I could be completely wrong it Harriet my not even be my real name. What should I tell them? Oh my parents are in the town just behind that hill? I don't even know if there is a town close to where we are. Padfoot's whining is all I really hear, but the man is still trying to talk to me. "Are you hurt anywhere besides your legs little one?" I nod and say "my back hurts a lot." He nods and starts to take off my shirt/dress and work on the bandages on my back.
He does not talk to me any more and thankfully I don't have to watch his face while he is working on my back. He starts to put some type of past all over my back and gets me to stand up using the wall for support to work on my legs. Padfoot whines while the man is working on my legs. "All done little one. Now will you tell me your name? My brother and I can't keep calling you little one." Harriet may be an unusual name, what if it isn't normal? That name is all I really have to go on about my past before I woke up. I just shrug my shoulders, I really don't want to give him the name Harriet, it just does not feel right to me anymore.