Silver pools og knowledge
by whenineternal
Chapter 3
At first, I was thrilled by the many books, in the rather small library; I came upon during my house exploring later that day. But now that I am looking through them, some only reading the title before putting it back on its shelf, some not even bothering with taking out of their place, I feel the excitement leave me, and at last I let myself sink into a deep chair.
The books I had read from all held titles of the like: Dark Spells for Dark Wizards, or How to Inflict Excruciating Pain.
Some made sounds or started rattling when I came near, those were the ones hopped over.
I think I know why Sirius wanted us to know at least a little about his past and who his family were, because I wouldn`t have trusted anyone that lived in a place like this otherwise.
Even though my home in Eryn Lasgalen is always slightly dense and a little dark, the atmosphere in this house is one completely different than the one amongst the trees at home. The dust is constantly tickling my nose and clouding my eyes, as it covers every surface of almost every room I have been in.
Earlier Celeborn left, along with the ragged and tired looking Remus Lupin, to go to Hogwarts. I wonder what his condition is, it is obvious that he isn`t at his best. And there is a certain light in the man's eyes that, I admit, makes me highly uncomfortable.
I didn`t want Celeborn to leave and I am pretty sure he saw that, as he once again kissed my forehead and whispered a few reassuring words in my ear, before he left.
So I had excused myself from the others wondering stares, and searched the house nearly from top to bottom until I found my hideaway.
A knock on the door had me looking up from the stack of books on the table in front of me. In the doorframe stood the redheaded girl, Ginny I believe her name was.
"Yes?" I asked politely. She blushed and looked down at her feet before raising her eyes to mine again.
"Mom said that, um, that dinner was ready" she stumbled a little over her words, and I slightly raised an eyebrow before rising gracefully from the chair.
With a last look at the book on top of the pile I had been unconsciously studying, Hogwarts: A History, I filed the title away to remember later and walked to the door.
I motioned for her to walk by my side, and studied her out of the corner of my eye as we walked down the stairs to the first landing.
"You go to Hogwarts, Lady Ginny?" I asked her, the silence had lasted too long for me. She looked up and straight into my eyes, before her head dropped again and she nodded her head, blushing like a smitten maiden. For the rest of the walk to the kitchen in the basement, we were quiet and I studied the walls, shuddering once again at the heads of the little beings, which I had learned were called house elves.
It sounded barbaric to me, to call a creature a house elf!
The sound of laughter and loud voices reached my ears like a bomb going off right beside me, when Ginny opened the door to the basement kitchen.
She looked at me with what I believe to be slight concern when she saw me wince, but I waved it off and motioned for her to walk before me.
Once again she blushed. I am starting to wonder if I have that great effect on humans, or if there was something else, I sincerely hope there is another reason.
I do want to have some intelligent people to talk to while I am here, except for Lord Celeborn, and to have them blushing and stuttering like this doesn`t make for very good company.
From what I gathered at the dinner table earlier, we are supposed to go into some place called "Diagon Alley", to get our "school stuff" as Ronald had put it, later this week.
Their way of speaking, I must admit, is sometimes a little confusing to me. But they are simple minded humans after all, not weighed down with the wisdom of a long lifespan, and certainly not the obligations of royalty.
There had been another round of stuttering and long looks, well it was more like staring on some parts, when they had me tell of home, and the business of court.
I delighted in the wonder and the excitement they all showed as I talked about the high trees of my homeland, and frowned when I told them about the spiders, with a little comment from Harry that `Hagrid would have loved it there“. They were awed when I told off the wonders of Imladris, the river Bruinen and the high falls. The twins, Fred and George, cheered when I mentioned the set of twins living there, and were really excited to hear more about them, giving even louder cheers and smacking the palms of their hands together when I told of their ways and widespread rumour as the most notorious mischief makers in all of the elven lands.
After a while I even told of Haldir, and his achievements to become Marchwarden of Lothlorien at such a young age. I felt slightly melancholic, talking about my friends to these people, but the way they took to my stories of them, and especially the praise Fred and George gave the twins as I recounted their most recent war of prank with Glorfindel, allthough it was more against him, than anything else.
For hours we must have sat there as Hermione especially asked question after question, she is rather thursty for knowledge, but I was more then happy to answer her inquiries.
I feel so much more at ease here now, both with the house and it`s occupants, as after I had talked through almost the entire story of the last fifty years of my life it seemed, they had told me about the house at first then of Hogwarts and the outer world, both muggle as they called the non-magic folks and the wizarding world.
They had updated me on the situation with Voldemort and the Ministry of Magic, with Harry throwing a comment in about his experience after he came back from the graveyard, his adventures there however he didn`t want to divulge to me, and especially of his hearing just some days ago.
It amazed me how long these people were willing to go, just so they could live in blissfull ignorance of what was really going on outside their very own doorstep.
To publicly deny events that had happened, just because of how frightened they were that it could maybe be true.. It gave me a whole new look on how weak men could be, especially of mind if not in body.
Even if night had long since fallen, and everyone had retreated to their rooms, myself included, Celeborn had not yet returned. The moon that was only half this night, had been my only companion for over three hours now, as I sat with my knees drawn up to my chest on the old creaking wooden chair, looking out of the open window and up at the sky.
The stars didn`t shine even half as bright here as they did on Arda, which was a pity as they were my nightly companions on many occasions.
A sigh, and I stretched out my legs, setting them silently back on the floor, it was a lonely night for me even with the twinling sky to look at.
A/N um...hii*waves meekly* i know it`s been forever, but I have had the worst writers block I have ever experienced and it`s been shit (hopefully this chapter isn`t:)
hopefully the next chapter will be up soon but can`t promise anything as I am in the middle of my midterms no..haha middle of my, anyway! hope you like it and review people!! it makes me feel like I`ve accomplished something and then everything goes a hell of a lot faster;D
