A/N: Here is Chapter Three, I got so excited over the response to the last chapter that I decided to post early. Don't worry, I still plan on posting on Thursday, too. Big thanks to all who have favorited or followed my story so far. And an even bigger thank you to those who have reviewed! As always, I don't own either Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings.

Chapter Three

Harry's Choice

Harry looked at her in complete silence. His mind was racing. How could this be? His Mya was an Elf. A beautiful, Princess Elf.

"I do have to go, Harry." She said, with sadness in her voice, "I will understand if you don't want to come with me anymore. There would be no way for you to come back." She turned to go, so he wouldn't see the diamond-like tears fall from her eyes. Harry watched her leave the living room, admiring the graceful way she moved. As he heard her move through the house and out the front door, her words sank in. She was leaving, and would never be back. He knew he couldn't live without her in his life and chased after her. He ran to the front door to catch her. She was just crossing the square.

"Mya," he yelled. "Wait!" She turned and looked with hope in her heart, watching while he ran to catch up with her.

"What is it, Harry?" She asked looking him in the eyes. He noticed she'd put her talisman back on.

"Don't go without me, but I need to get rid of the house, and close my bank accounts. I'm ok with just disappearing, but I need to get my stuff together to go." He said in a rush. Mya beamed a smile at him.

"I really do need to get home, but I will wait three more days for you to get things in order." She said.

"I only need tomorrow. We can leave the day after." He said. She nodded in agreement. He led her back to his house and began to make arrangements for their departure. His first order of business was Kreacher.

"Mya, what should I do with him? He's so old that if I free him, he might die, but I don't want to just leave him in this house." Harry asked her. She thought about it for a moment.

"Why don't you ask him what he wants? If it's reasonable, you can do that." She suggested.

"Good idea," He smiled at her. "Kreacher!" The old house elf popped into the living room.

"Yes, Master Harry?" He asked.

"I'm leaving England and selling the house, Kreacher." Harry began, "but I don't want to leave you in the house, like a part of the furniture. Is there a place you would like to go?"

"Kreacher is happiest where he can serve you, Master Harry," the house elf began. "You showed Kreacher kindness where others were only mean to him. Kreacher would ask if he could go with you." Harry and Mya looked at each other in surprise, neither of them had thought that would be what Kreacher would want to do. Mya, however, shook her head.

"Kreacher, we are going to my home, it is a long way away, you may not survive the trip." She said to the old house elf.

"Kreacher knows of Rivendell, Mistress Mya. Young house elves hear stories of the fairest of Elves and how they are a fierce people." Kreacher said, "Kreacher would like the chance to see for himself the beauties of those woods. He would also like to enter as a free elf, but still able to help serve and work for those he cares for." Harry was surprised that Kreacher would willingly be free.

"Kreacher, if that is what you want, I will free you." Harry told him. Kreacher looked up at Harry and nodded.

"Technically, Master Harry, you freed Kreacher when you gave him Master Regulus' locket, but Kreacher liked working for you, so Kreacher stayed." Mya giggled because she'd known that Kreacher was a free house elf. Harry looked surprised, because he hadn't known. "Kreacher would like some clothes, please, he doesn't want to enter Rivendell wearing only a tea towel." Harry nodded.

"I will get you clothes tomorrow, is there anything specific you would like?" He asked him.

"Muggle clothing, please." Kreacher said, "now I'm going to make Mistresses favorite strawberry tart for dessert." With a crack, Kreacher disapparated leaving and amused Mya and nonplussed Harry behind. After a moment, Harry turned to Mya.

"Did you know I freed Kreacher?" He asked.

"I sensed the change in him," Mya said. "It was the same as Dobby." Harry nodded. He then stood up.

"I'm going to sort out what I would like to bring with me. Are we packing everything in that handbag of yours?" He asked. Mya nodded and handed it to him. He took it and went upstairs. There were only a few things he wanted. He was going to give the house to Teddy in his will, since he wouldn't be there to be much of a Godfather to him. He would also make sure Teddy has enough money to cover his school expenses, but wanted to take some with him, just in case.