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Reunited Hearts

A Week Later

Gimli stared up at his Elf friend, as he looked inside the hut, where his love had been the night he left to speak to Elrond, "This is a nice kept home. No mountain home, but suppose not to horrible."

The Elf scanned the room frantically, after the war that had just been won, he was hoping to return to where his love was. Only to find that it was empty, with only her blanket used on her mat, "Something happened."

"Maybe she had to rush out, fearing the war was going to draw near them," The small man suggested, trying to assure his friend.

"She would had brought the things she held dear to her," He walked to where her ring was still sitting on the table, and placed it into his own pocket, and then to where her cape was, "She would had taken these with her," he brought the materiel to his nose, still able to smell the scent of fresh berries, from her time gathering them.

"Wait, what's this?" Gimli walked to the corner of the hut near the mat, reaching it at the same time, that the Elf had. Before either of them knew it, there was a pull from the belly, and blackness, before they appeared in the center of a large office.


Albus was just looking over the list of students, when there was a thud coming from the center of his office, he looked over his desk, with a twinkle in his eyes, "Was wandering when you would find my parchment, though I was expecting just the one." He looked towards the pair, now standing in front of him.

"Gandalf!" They bother exclaimed, as they looked at the familiar wizard.

Gimli had his arms wrapped around the wizard, as the Elf, just nodded in greeting, "We thought you vanished, no one -"

The Elf glanced around the room, looking confused, when he still couldn't find her, "What are we doing here, I need to look for-"

"I brought her here, and please restrain from calling me Gandalf, I am known as Albus Dumbledore, in this world," Dumbledore informed, staring down at the small dwarf, who was looking around the office with wander. Then back at the Elven Prince. "Your fathers men, wanted her dead."

"Why did they want her dead?" Legolas asked, ignoring his new surroundings, and keeping his eyes on the wizard, waiting for more information.

"As you were aware, she was only half Elf, the other half witch," He checked to see if the Elf was following, as he sat back in his own chair, "The guards were afraid that she was cursed, and that she was going to end up getting them all killed, so they planned to get rid of her themselves. I came and saved her, not wanting her to have the fate, that I knew would happen."

"I know who her mother was, she got on the ship before our journey, but who was her father?" The Elf asked, as he glanced out the window, when he heard the huffs of horses arriving. He could smell the familiar scent, but only accepted it as part of the cape, which he still held in his grasp, "Do you know?"

"I am afraid we all knew him, Lord Saruman the White. Roselyn wanted to tell him, but she grew to fear his change, before she had the chance. She decided to raise her daughter, without informing him he was going to be a father." He glanced at the clock, then turned to his old friends, "The feast is about to began, you two will stay."

There was no question, just finality,

Hermione laughed, as the twins teased there younger brother, as they waited for Dumbledore, to make his speech. She saw the wizard walk through the door with two others, and couldn't help notice how he resembled the old man in her dream this time. She just shook it off, deciding it was because she trusted the old man, and that was why he was in the dream in place of someone trying to save her.

He started with his usual Sorting hat greeting, and warning part of the speech, before addressing the two men beside him, "This year we have some extra help, in the pending war coming, so I would like to take this time to introduce you to," He placed a hand on the beautiful blonde, and seemed to look straight at her, while introducing, "Legolas, the son of King Thranduil, and Gimili, the son of Gloin. If they except the role of Professor, perhaps we will have a new history class for fifth through sevenths year students, on the 'History of Middle Earth'," he glanced at the two, who looked confused, but nodded just the same, "This will of course take place of the regular history of Magic, with professor Binns's class. So if you wish to enroll, then just sign the list in each your common rooms."

There were excited whispering from the upper classes, about not having to have the ghost as a teacher, before Dumbledore, got there attention again.

"I would also ask for Miss Granger, to show our new teachers to the 'Gryffindor Tower'."

"Why does he need you, to show them around, and-" Ron asked, shoving food into his mouth, getting a disgusted look from his brothers, sister, and two best friends.

"Because I am the Prefect, why shouldn't he have asked me?" Hermione asked, trying not to watch him eat, "Close your mouth when chewing, you look like a cow."

George, and Fred, started mooing every time there little brother ate, causing the rest of the table to laugh. "Old Mcdonald had a farm-" they continued singing the rest of the song, causing Hermione to regret, letting them see the book of kids songs, that muggles were taught in school.

Harry started singing along with the mooing part, along with Dean, and Sheamus. At least he's not worrying about the war, was all the witch thought, before getting up from the table to make her way to where the new Professors sat.

She got a good look at the blonde, as she touched her temple, where the dream guy kissed her. She never seen his face, but knew that person must had cared for her. The shorter man was stout, with red hair all around his face, and a large nose. He was laughing at something Flitwick did, clearly finding the other professor entertaining. Then she looked at the blond, he was speaking quietly with the Headmaster, as he picked at some flat bread, "Headmaster, I am finished eating," she cleared her throat.

A/N: I hope you like this chapter.