The Light of a Dying Star

Breathalittlelonger

Summary: Harry Potter accidentally becomes transported to the LOTR realm, and finds himself a home and friends. But even as he's there, he finds himself pulled into a dark and terrible war. Spoilers throughout the entire LOTRs series, as well as the entire Harry Potter series.

Spoilers: All the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, including bits of "The Hobbit". Also, all the Harry Potter books, bet set more firmly on the beginning ones, and bits and pieces of the ending.

Genre: Adventure/General

Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait! 42 reviews for the first chapter! WOW! I cannot thank everyone enough!!!

Um…the author's notes is going to be a bit long, so please-if you want to just get to the story-go ahead.

1. Harry's father figure won't be Aragorn or Legolas. I'm truly sorry for those who were hoping for either one, but early on, I'd already picked who the father is going to be. (You'll have to guess yourselves who gets that honor.)

2. Harry won't have his magic at the start, but he might gain some towards the middle, or he might discover some from mysterious objects. Haven't really figured that one out yet. Or it might be a bit of both!

3. This story is NOT going to be slash. I don't mind slash, I just don't think I'd do a good job writing it.

4. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

5. I don't have a name for Harry yet, so if people want to make suggestions, I would be very grateful. His name should be elfin and it should be meaning for "light" or "fire". The explanation of why will be in the chapter called "Named".

6. Thanks for those who helped pointing out all the errors and stuff in my last chapter. Eventually, I'll go back and fix it, but for now I think I'll just stick to writing the story.

7. And-one last thing-I need a beta. Someone whose very familiar with the Lord of the Rings Series AS WELL AS the Harry Potter series. Or, if someone's extremely well in one of each, I might just take two beta's.

8. Thanks again for the reviews. Now-ON WITH THE STORY!!!!

Disclaimers: I do not own "Harry Potter" or "Lord of the Rings", as mentioned in previous chapter.

Chapter Two: Awakening

He woke again to a large black sky and stars, which meant that they were out of the forest, and in the open. For a moment, he panicked because of how dark it was, but then realized that there was a faintly glowering fire near him. There were also the stars…the beautiful stars…he must have been asleep for some time, since it was dark. He briefly wondered what time it was, then shook his head. It didn't matter. A hoot of an owl came from the forest near, and he jumped, feeling rather nervous and still frightened. He gazed around him, seeing the members of the fellowship laying peacefully and asleep…all except one. The elf, Legolas, was leaning against a tree and was watching the group intently. He was also watching him.

"Hello, little one." Legolas spoke softly, so that he wouldn't wake the others, but he heard him perfectly. "Did you sleep well? Aragorn has gone to gather some herbs, and will be back shortly. Everyone else is, as you can see, asleep." He completed, nodding his head towards the others. He hesitated, and nodded. "That is good." Legolas said, smiling. "Are you hungry?"

At the mention of food, his stomach growled, and Legolas gave a soft chuckle. He moved towards the fire, picked up something, and then came back towards him. He edged away, seeing him coming towards him, but remained where he was. Legolas was quite calm, pretending not to notice his fear, but inwardly the elf was fuming about whoever had hurt him had scared him so that he wouldn't even trust his own people.

"The Halflings have made this earlier, while you were sleeping." Legolas offered a small plate towards him, that had bits of food on it. He briefly wondered what Halflings were, and then thought of the small 'human's. Maybe they were Halflings? He sniffed the food experimentally, and then hesitantly reached out to take it. Legolas remained still, offering it towards him until he had. He finally took the plate, and then eyed the food with curiosity. He couldn't really tell what he was eating, but it looked okay…he slowly picked up one item and put it into his mouth. Meat. He swallowed it, and ate the rest almost instantly. Legolas smiled.

"You see? I will never harm you." He said solemnly, staring at him with his beautiful eyes. He didn't say anything, but looked up at Legolas with a puzzled look on his face. Why was he so interested in him? Just because he was an elf as well…

"We take care of our own." Legolas said slowly, noting the questioning look in the elfling's eyes. "Even if it is someone I do not particularly care for, I would not allow them to suffer in agony for their entire lives. It is why we have chosen to fight against the darkness. Against-"

He Who Must Not Be Named.

The phrase came without warning and stirred something in his memory, and he lost control for a moment, almost remembering his greatest enemy, for surely he had an enemy…but no…that enemy was dead, he could not harm him now. But-

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around him, and he flinched and shuddered at the same time, but then realized that it was Legolas, holding onto him gently, and rocking him back and forth soothingly.

"It is alright, it will be alright." Legolas repeated over and over. He hadn't realized that he was shaking, but now he did, realized he was shaking hard enough to feel the old scars burning. Scars…he'd had many of them, but there'd been one, one that stood out-but then the old memories were gone, and he found himself stilled once more, though still tense as Legolas held gently onto him. He forced himself to relax-he was not going to be afraid. He hesitantly tried to speak, feeling that he owed the elf that much, at least.

"Thank you." His voice was so small, he was almost positive that Legolas wouldn't have heard it. But the elf had stilled his rocking, and looked almost surprised. Then he smiled, looking down at him with a mixture of pleased happiness and sadness.

"There is nothing to thank me for, little one." He said simply. And they both waited in the night, for Aragorn's return, as the fire continued to burn low, he remaining snuggled deep in Legolas's arms.

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Author's Notes: I'm sorry that this chapter was so short, but I grew a little stuck. I REALLY need a name for young Harry, and I haven't found a good one yet-or thought of one-so, would someone PLEASE help?! Thanks for reading, and hoped you enjoyed the incredibly short chapter. (SORRY!!!)