New Life

Summary:

Harry Potter is the only one that survived the war. His friends died. There is no more hope. Until something happens and Harry finds himself in Arda as a child. And not as a human child, but as an Elven child. Will Harry be able to have the childhood he never had? Elfling Harry! HP/LOTR crossover.

A/N: I don't own Harry Potter and Lord of The Rings their respective owners are J.K Rowling and J.R.R. Tolkien. I own nothing except this computer I am writing with.

Thanks TheBeauty for helping! I changed the thing that you pointed out.

So….

Let's start!

Chapter 1

The dark haired, emerald green eyed boy could not stand by and do nothing for his friends…

Flashback

The Boy Who Lived was standing beside the Dark Lord looking at his companions whom had been captured. He could see his best friends, Hermione and Ron, hugging each other trying to help each other, trying not to cry in front of their best friend, their supposed savior.

Harry had lost his emotions the second day he was captured. He couldn't feel happiness or sadness because of all of the pain that the Cruciatus Curse did to him, he could only feel pain. He had to bear the pain when Voldemort was angry because he was The Chosen One, the one that caused so much pain to Voldemort. Suddenly Voldemort turned to him and Harry recognized Voldemort's face. It was the one that assured much pain simply for fun, and moments later the Cruciatus Curse hit him in the chest and he fell into the stone floor. His cries bounced off the walls of the Great Hall into the silence that felt like an eternity into the ears of the hostages. When the curse was lifted Harry tried to get up from the floor, his legs were shaking so much that it took him a long time to get up. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the many Death Eaters in the Hall raise their wands, pointing at the hostages, prepared to fire any curse.

"My dear Harry, it's time to say goodbye to the ones that you loved," Voldemort said softly but with venom in it. "Say goodbye to the last remnants of the so called 'Light' side." The insane Dark Lord laughed. Harry Potter looked at his friends for the last time, and in his dead eyes there was a little hint of resistance. And then he saw the deathly green light of the Killing Curse emerge from numerous wands. His eyes were locked with the chestnut eyes he was in love with. She stared at him with some much love that his magic responded in a way that it wanted to protect her in all of the ways that were possible.

"I love you," she mouthed. Harry felt tears escape from his eyes and they smiled tenderly at each other. However, his smile slipped from his face when she slumped to the ground when the horrible Killing Curse hit her.

"No," he whispered. "No," he said stronger. The Dark Lord looked at him and froze in horror at the cold look that his prisoner was giving him. Harry felt his anger rise inside him from where he had suppressed it after the month of constant torture. The grief for his lover's death, his friend's death, and the death of hundreds of innocents of companions enlarged his power. The magic that had left him alone in the dungeons returned multiplied; it blinded everyone that was left alive from the hostages to the Death Eaters. The hostages sighed in relief as their souls were swept away from their bodies ready to go somewhere where there was always peace. And the followers of the Dark Lord screamed in pain as their robes were caught in fire and refused to be put out no matter which spell they did. A strange power knocked the spells away from the intended prey much to the irritation of the people still able to cast spells.

"What on earth is going on?" Voldemort shrieked on top of the screaming of his followers. Harry faced him without fear and the braveness of a Gryffindor showed proudly in his face. A bright flash startled everyone that was left and drew the attention to the Dark Lord and Harry Potter. The Elder Wand materialized in the hand of The Boy Who Lived, the Dark Lord tried to kill Harry with a Killing curse and Harry protected himself.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Expelliarmus!"

The bang was like a canon-blast and the golden flames that erupted between them and the spells collided. Harry saw Voldemort's green jet meet his own spell, his wand fall of his hand and saw Voldemort fall backwards, his arms splayed, and the slit pupils of the scarlet eyes roll upwards. Tom Riddle hit the floor with a mundane finality, his body fable and shrunken, the white hands were empty, the snake-like face vacant and unknowing. Voldemort was dead, killed by his own rebounding curse, and Harry stood with his wand in his hand, staring down at his jailer.

Lord Voldemort, the most feared wizard alive, was finally dead.

End Flashback

Harry kneeled by a familiar redhead, trying to remember the good moments they spent together. Her red hair, which rivaled any fire, was all covered in blood from the cuts her face had. Her hazel eyes that moments ago were full of love and now lost, were staring at something she could only see. Her lips were curved with a soft smile that still covered her face. Harry closed his girlfriend's eyes with hesitancy and stood up, wincing as he stood up. He was pretty sure he had a twisted ankle, a broken radius (A/N: a bone of the arm if you don't know), along with the abundant scars and bruises dispersed across his body from the torture. He was also starving the last thing he had eaten was a loaf of bread that one of the guards gave him.

He started to walk and he ended in the Gryffindor common room. All of the sofas were broken or torn up, and the tables were upside down. He decided to go up to the boy common room and he lay on one of the four-poster beds that were scattered around the room. He closed his eyes and wished. 'I wish I were somewhere else, where I could have the childhood I never had. Please!' Harry fell asleep and didn't notice the wind that warped around his damaged body, forming a circle. A flash of light caught him and when it cleared there was no one left.

Harry had disappeared.

A/N: I hope that the chapter was long enough! 1,152 words! I hope that you liked it and please review! Thank you!

I will post next week on Friday or Saturday.

Kohana Kimura