You know, honestly, I never thought I would be this consistent with a story. I guess it's mainly because my other crossover fic and I have hit a stump. I'm going to continue with it buuut until the nargles stop hanging around I shall just have to direct my creative juices at this story. In short, I need coffee, I cant sleep (Then why do you need the coffee?!) My fixed (Finally!) laptop is by my side (when is it never?)and I have all you amazing people waiting for another chapter (Merlin I need to socialize.) What does that mean you ask? Why another chapter of course!

OKAY! I ADMIT IT! IM NOT REALLY ROWLING! IM NOT REALLY TOLKIEN!...im not even male and I cry myself to sleep every night because of it. Are you happy now? Destroyer of dreams!

I AM UNNNNNNNNBBBEEEEETAAAAAAAED! And because of this Stolen apologises for any errors.


Rivendale. What could Harry say about Rivendale? It was beautiful yes but Harry had seen through his others eyes equally beautiful sights and to him Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would always be the most beautiful sight.

Perhaps he was a bit biased all things considering but to him, his other and any other student of Hogwarts, the school was a beacon of light in dark times. Many a student that attended Hogwarts had responsibilities, high family expectations, dark secrets, fear of the war or outside forces and just problems in general. It was the same for his other, alienated from what was left of his family, treated like a slave. It was no wonder why seeing the ancient stone of the castle walls was enough for any student to feel back at home. This was their home. Hogwarts was home and nowhere else.

When you stepped foot onto the magical grounds it no longer maters who you are, where come from or even your life outside the thousand year old walls. You are just a young witch or wizard here to learn the ancient art of your kind. You were safe and sound as long as you were in its warm corridors and nothing could touch you thanks to the old magic that practically seeped through the stone. Because not only was Hogwarts a home for all its inhabitants it was a haven. And that word was enough to make Harry believe that Hogwarts was far more beautiful than Rivendale.

Not that the place didn't have its perks, because it did. Oh yes, Harry had spoken with his other and ignoring his rants of responsibility and rash actions had convinced him to fork out all the fun things he would like to do here and then proceeded to disappear. In fact he had done this the moment elves (who he had accidentally mistaken for a horde of females until they opened their mouths) had taken Frodo. Knowing his hobbit friend was in safe hands he quickly apperated away for the sake of his other who did not like crowds in the least.

The fist thing he needed to do was find a secluded place to bathe and let Dior out without scaring the masses of people, did they even have dragons here? They at least know what a dragon is. Unlike the lion. His other had a point, apparently lions just did not exist here, sadly. Sighing Harry pulled out his wand from his apparition point high on a tree branch a cast a point me charm to find the perfect place for what he needed to do, then apperating to the precise location.

It was a small water hole that ran off an equally small waterfall and enclosed in tall trees closely lined together. Perfect.

"C'mon Dior! Let's go!" He squealed while running to the water.

Just before hitting the edge of the rippling water he flicked out his hand and his clothes vanished along with Dior who outstretched her wings and shot up in the sky and straight down into the water with a whistle just as Harry entered. Harry who didn't know how to swim completely relied on his magic keeping him afloat, giggled as the dragon broke the surface of the water choking out water.

"Silly Dior!" he reprimanded in between giggles.

The dragon just shook its body like a dog the gold metal of its body shining in the sun as its precious jewels refracted the light.

"Pweeeee?"

Harry had no idea what his dragon was trying to say so he cocked his head in a sign of confusion. The dragon just rolled its ruby eyes and opened its mouth to release vials that contained magical soaps and hair products.

"Oh! Thanks Dior."

"Pweeee!"

The dragon shot up to the sky once more revelling in the freedom the skies offered her while Harry pushed his magic outwards causing him to propel towards the floating vials. Uncorking one of them he poured a large amount in his hand and started lathering it in his hair. Leaving it in he grabbed the other vial and floated towards the waterfall. Opening it he brought it to his nose to take a small whiff. Strawberries and...honey? Yup I can smell the manliness coming off of this stuff. Giggling he scrubbed the liquid purple soap onto his body before jumping under the waterfall to wash it off the sudds.

"I'mmmmm siiinging in the raaain! What aaa glooooorious feeeeeling I'm happy again!"

Harry continued singing internally grateful for his becoming voice. Washing the rest of the sudds from his hair he floated to the middle of the waterhole searching for Dior in the skies. Just as he looked up he saw her land on the ground clutching her throat and coughing. He watched as she opened her mouth and out came a fly as she slumped on the ground in eagle position wheezing.

He blinked before giggling. His dragon really needed to close her mouth while flying or swimming. Stepping out from the water he flicked his hand upwards and a jet of warm air rose from under his feet completely drying him and making his hair stand perfectly straight...up.

"No more wandless magic for drying myself." He moped. Agreed.

Once again realising he hadn't looked in the mirror or seen his reflection yet he looked towards the still wheezing Dior.

"You don't happen to have a mirror on you I suppose?"

He was very much surprised to see Dior stand up and practically throw out a large stand up mirror with vines and leaves carved into its mahogany. Hermione...In what situation did you see me in need of a stand up mirror?! This one apparently. He stepped up to the mirror and felt his eyes widen.

Oh merlin, we look...His skin, now clean, was free of grime and took on the colour of polished porcelain. The skin had a dab of pink from the constant scrubbing but looked very much soft to the touch. We look... His hair now calm again fell to his collar in tendrils of silky ink. Gone was the mess it was before, it was now straight and shiny before falling into soft ringlets in the ends. We look...His eyes were the picture of sweet innocence. Wide and open, the colour a bright unnatural electric green framed by thick long lashes that brushed his naturally rosy cheeks when closed. We look... His lips were a rosebud red that concealed rows of pearly white teeth and two sharp canines. How had he not noticed those before. He should have at least felt them. We look...His ears held a subtle point. Not like the elves but somewhat different. He could've passed for one but in his opinion he was far fairer. We look...He wondered if his other was okay he had been repeating the same words for a while now. We look...

"So pretty!" Harry squealed with shinning eyes.

Like a bloody girl!

Harry still naked twirled around and using his magic's instinctual protection he leaped in the air and twirled prettily mimicking all the ballerina he had seen on the television just to spite his other. It didn't surprise him in the least when he did it perfectly. Running around naked was actually very fun. He should- No you wont! No one needs to see that.

He giggled again bringing both of his small hands to cover his mouth. His other was too silly! Yeah? Who's the one dancing around like a fairy princess naked again? Despite his words he could feel the amusement leaking off his other and felt no sadness. In a good mood Harry ran to his wand almost tripping over a frazzled dragon and picking up his wand he flicked it in the direction of the mirror and it disappeared back into the pocket space that was Dior. He then pointed his wand at his clothing and cleaned it with a word. Placing it on himself he realised the clothing despite being clean still smelled. He threw his hood back up once more.

"Well, we need to blend more in anyway. Gotta get some new clothes."

Blend in?

"Yup! Like a ninja."

Oh merlin...

Of course he didn't know the currency they used in this place but apparently it was universally known that gold was valuable if the looks Dior got in Bree were anything to go by. It just so happened that galleons were made of solid gold and how many of those did he have? Far too much. Run wild kid.

Getting the okay from his other he laughed and placed his wand up his sleave and pranced off as Dior screeched before leaping from the ground and on to the young master of death. Harry apperated away into a deserted part of town with a small dragon swinging from the bottom of his cloak by its jaws. She spread out her wings now deeming it safe to do so and that her master wouldn't disappear on her. She flew up and hovered around his shoulder before landing wings still half out, chest puffed out and snout in the air with her eyes pompously closed. It would have been rather intimidating if not for her size. As it was however, she was small and ended up looking somewhat comical.

Harry had a list of things he needed to do it went a little something like this. Get new clothes (make sure they're nice and pretty.) Explore Rivendale. Eat some candy. Play with the horses he saw sometime earlier. Eat some more candy. Check to see if Frodo was well. Take a nap in the pretty gardens. Probably eat some more candy. See if other friends have arrived yet. Explore some more. Sleep some more. Oh yeah and find that Gandalf guy.

Well I can see where your priorities lay.

He giggled before walking into the hustle and bustle of the town square. Everywhere Harry looked there were pretty people all around but he couldn't help laughing giddily when he remembered he was prettier. You have a huge ego.

Harry ran off to the nearest clothing stall Dior on his shoulder and singing 'I'm a pretty princess' just to annoy his other. Oblivious to the look of absolute wonder he got from the elves and ignoring the cooing of all the pretty ladies. He was completely unaware that children were so rare to the elves and it was an absolute miracle to see one walking around.

I thought we were supposed to be 'ninja'

Only now did little Harry feel the amount of eyes following his every move. It wasn't like he didn't like attention. He was a child, of course he liked being the centre of the world, at times at least but now he needed to blend until he could walk around without getting stares. So looking as casual as possible, which to him meant skipping coat fluttering behind him earning a collaboration of 'awww's which made him grin manically, yeah he was so cute, he swung down a lonely alley of sorts and cast a notice me not charm on himself and Dior before going back out.

Many of the surrounding elves were disappointed in having lost the child but Harry just took some clothes quickly from a random stall, placing down two galleon, more than enough, he apperated back to the waterhole.

"Well, I think that went well." From beside him Dior chirped happily.

He looked at the clothes he had randomly picked up. A soft green tunic embodied with black stitching, black leggings of sorts, black leather boots and a pale green hooded cloak with silver stitching on the hems of the fabric. He smiled at his luck and discarded his old clothes and banishing them before shrinking his new ones and trying them on. He didn't bother putting his hood on because of his present notice me not charm. Now it was on to part two of his amazing plan, explore Rivendale.

Apperating away he and Dior found themselves on a balcony of a beautiful white building, the suns light filtering through the large windows. He seriously needed to focus on where he was going. Slipping through the door he bounded down the corridors not paying any attention to the paintings that lined the walls, Dior flapping her wings silently beside him. Seeing another door that led to the outside Harry swivelled and headed towards it. Running out he laughed and giggled but stopped before he touched the door. To his left he saw a statue. A beautiful woman and in her hands he saw a shattered blade.

Curiosity peaked he slowly walked to wards it. He stretched his senses when he was close enough to touch the weapon. There was nothing particularly odd about it, it wasn't the most prettiest sword or magically powered like Godric's own blade that Harry still had in his possession. In fact the only thing that really stood out about it was the fact it was shattered and the trace of darkness it held. Reaching out he placed a single finger on the handle and realised it was a mistake he shouldn't have made.

In amongst the haze of his faltering mind he registered his body collapsing and the sound of Dior's frantic squawks. Stupid sword.


Opening his eyes he realised he was floating. He was also naked. Again. This time though there was a sheet of silk to cover himself with. Looking around all he could see was darkness. An endless abyss of black and he wasn't alone. To the left of him floating and covered by only a sheet was his other. He was physically here and looked to be asleep.

"That's one way to put it. You are the same person, merely different body's from different times." The voice was both young and old at the same time and came from a being that floated above him.

"It's good to finally meet you, master."

So this was death. He wasn't exactly what Harry was expecting. The being looked to be young, the same age as his other but in his ice blue eyes he could see the years he had lived. For since the first life there was death. He wore a long billowing and tattered cloak, not unlike the Nazgul and his hood down. His skin was almost completely white and his hair a wheat yellow. All in all he looked...human.

"What no scythe?" Harry said sassily.

Pale lips stretched into a smile exposing two elongated canines. "No, but then again I've never had one. Humans have the most curious imaginations. Honestly a skull for a face."

Death look extremely amused despite his words. "I must say little master, contacting you has been rather annoying, having to reach out through a fraction of dark power is tedious work you know. Please don't make me do this for every time I have to talk to you."

Harry couldn't help the deceivingly cherubic smile that spilled onto his lips. "Soooo since you've gone to all the trouble of contacting me, what can I do for you? Is this the part where you try and kill me?"

Death looked confused for a moment before realisation sparked in his eyes. "No,no, no. I have waited quite the long time to meet my master, I have been bored you see. I mean not to kill you young master, I mean to inform you. I assume you have questions."

Harry looked at him searching for signs of deception seeing none he let his chirpy personality come out again. "Yup, for starters why am I here?"

Death laughed at the emotional switch before answering. "No idea. A magical reflux as a result of your change would be my guess. There's more than one world out there but there's only one death as my master try not to be surprised at your ability to travel through them. You may leave here whenever you want. Though I dare say you would want to stay here a little longer yes?"

Harry nodded. He had promised Frodo he would see him home personally and he didn't break his promises. Besides, he could have so much fun here.

"Why do I look like this?"

Death rolled his eyes. "Figures. You're apart of death now. You cant expect to look human."

"You do!"

"Yes but I'm different. You got my fangs and ears didn't you? Everything else was just your natural beauty being magnified. Besides you look fabulous darling I don't know why you're complaining." Death said with a flippant gesture of his pale hand.

"I'm not. I like it. I'm soooo pretty!"

"Of course you are sweetheart." Death said patting the squealing child.

"For a while I thought I was part elf."

"Well technically you are. But then again your also part tree too." He laughed at the bugged out expression on his masters face.

"Death is apart of life and life is apart of everything. So that makes you apart of everything."

"Oh, ummmm so how does this master of death thing work?" Harry said getting over his shock.

"Nothing special really. You can sense when people are dying or are dead I suppose. You have control over the dead. But then again when are you going to come across souls that haven't moved on. Its a rarity, there's also the extended life span. Of course you can die properly when ever you want."

"Properly?"

"Hmmm yes try not to get into life threatening situations."

"Why not?" Harry asked while cocking his head to the side as if getting into life threatening situations was the average thing to do. But then again for him it was.

"Because you wont die unless you choose to."

"I don't under stand how is that a bad-"

"Because you still feel the pain. Your body will also rapidly heal itself and trust me, its not a pleasant experience. To put it simply its like fire. Liquid fire pawing all over your skin and to the point where you wish for death to put you of your misery. People don't realise the relief and peace death brings. So quick but painful don't do it."

Harry nodded understanding. "So why is my others body here?"

Death threw his head back and cackled. "Ohhh so nooooow you ask. Where else was I supposed to put the body while his spirit occupies your mind?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders carelessly. "Works for me."

"Good! Our times up little one. Call me if you need me yeah? Also do your poor servant a favour and wear his ring so I makes it easier for me to contact you."

Death gave Harry no time to answer as he placed a single slim finger on his forehead and Harry's spirit was sucked back into his body.

"Well that went marvellously. Wouldn't you say?" Death asked the motionless body of the older Harry.


Harry opened his eyes to see Dior's ruby eye right in his face. Seeing he was awake Dior yipped before twirling around on top of his face and stopping to look at him again her golden face serious and concentrating. Her body trembled and made an odd rumbling sound. Harry's eyes widened and he felt himself suck in his breath. What was she doing? Some amazing display of magic? Was she going to transform into a larger dragon and breathe green flames? Her rumbling stopped and all was silent. Harry felt himself lean forward closer to the dragon only to feel her cold, metal tongue stick out and attach itself to his forehead.

"EWW! Get off Dior!" Harry yelled as he ran in circles trying to pry off the still hanging dragon.

"Get off, get off, get off, get off, geeeeetttt ooooooooffff." With a final pry the dragon went flying out a window only to come back rolling on the floor yipping happily.

Harry sniffed before brushing off the non-existent slobber on his forehead. What happened? Realising his other had not been present for is talk with Death he let him have access to his memories while he talked to Dior.

"Diiiiiiooor? Can I have my resurrection stooooone please?" The dragon nodded her head before spitting out the stone that was set on a ring.

The ring was made of solid gold and cut in an oddly sharp shape and perched on top was the amber stone of legends, the resurrection stone. Made by Death himself and capable of bringing the dead back to the living. The stone sported a large crack down the centre that served as the elder wands sign in the deathly hallows symbol.

Dear merlin! He has my naked body lying around and all you could say was 'works for me'!

Harry frowned realising the ring was far too big for his small hands. He would have to wear the ring some other way. Looking back to Dior he smiled. He would just use the same method Dumbledore used to keep the stone.

"Dior you don't happen to have a golden snitch do you?" The dragon lazily smirked at him before spitting one out.

"Wow, Hermione really stocked you up with some pretty useless things huh. Maybe she thought other was going to get bored?" He said with a shrug.

Yes, she tends to do that. Now, next time you see that tosser of a being tell him to put some clothes on me!

"Yeah ooookay."

Harry ignored the annoyed grumbles of his other as he opened the snitch with his wand and place the ring inside. Closing it again he placed a charm on the snitch so that it wouldn't open for anyone for anyone but death and himself. As he did so the familiar engraving of a riddle appeared on the outside before disappearing again.

I open at the close

Smiling in victory he transfigured a lose thread from his cloak into a chain. Now it tripled as a snitch, necklace and the resurrection stone. He was so smart! He put the necklace around his neck and admired it for a moment.

"C'mon Dior." He skipped out the door he originally intended to go out before completely brushing off his encounter with death and the broken sword that lay in the hands of a lonely statue.


Harry was lost and it was useless to use the point me spell or apparate because he had no idea where he wanted to go. Rounding a corner he heard two familiar voices in the distance. Smiling he raced after them. Earlier he ha decided to place some faith in the oh so obvious wards placed around Rivendale and in turn decided to show his face. It had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted to show off his pretty face. Not at all. Besides as soon as he stepped out of here he would put the hood back on.

"We are going home aren't we mister Frodo?" Sam asked with a hint of doubt.

"Of course you are! I promised didn't I?" Harry yelled taking his notice me not charm off both he and Dior.

The two hobbits heads snapped toward his direction having recognised the young melodic voice. There stood a beautiful young girl-elfling, wearing men's clothing with hair like the finest of black silks and eyes like the brightest emeralds sparkling with amusement. Her ears were pointed and from her goofy grin they could spot a fang pointing out.

"Hadrian..." Frodo breathed out.

"You're a girl?" Sam finished.

I told you! Harry ignored his others booming laughter as he pouted. "I'm not a girl." He grumbled.

"You're not?! Oh I'm sorry Hadrian you're just...very beautiful. Your ears, are you...?" Frodo quickly amended before trailing off.

Harry perked up again as if being told that dinosaurs existed again. "Nope, I'm not an elfling. Sort of. I dunno...It's complicated. Yes and no. Urgh! This is haaaaard!...All well!"

Both Sam and Frodo were completely confused but kept staring unable to keep their eyes off the boy as he grumbled about being part tree.

"Hmm, there's a lot of people coming in yeah? I'm going to say Hi okay? Tell Pippin, Merry and Strider I said hello."

"Ah Hadrian! Gandalf-" Sam started but was cut off by Harry. "It's okay. I found the answer to my problem. I don't really need him anymore."

Harry looked up to a window where he felt magical pressure coming from and waved. The old wizard's eyes widened in shock having seen to be what looked like an elfling no older than twenty summers smile and wave at him and disappear with a loud crack.

Gandalf turned quickly towards Elrond and said in a calm voice despite his internal shock. "I was unaware that an elfling had been born recently."

Elrond's eyebrow raised as he looked at his old friend quizzically. "There has not been an elfling born to us since Arwen. That was over a thousand years ago."

Gandelf let his a smile colour his face. "Surely you jest, not five moments ago I saw an elfling no older than twenty summers speak to one Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee."

Seeing the absolute shock that the elven lord held on his face he quickly leapt off his perch and made his way toward the two hobbits a still in shock lord racing behind him.

Reaching the now four hobbits Gandalf placed both hands on Frodo's shoulders. "Frodo my boy, the child where is it?!"

Frodo's brows furrowed. "Hadrian? I don't know. He just disappeared. He does that. May I ask why?"

"Hadrian?! He's here!" Pippin and Merry yelled happily having been looking for the young boy.

"Yes he came and just as quickly he went." Sam said confused as to why there was so much shock coming from both the wizard and usually composed elven lord.

"Gandalf we must find him." Elrond said seriously to his friend who nodded appearance just as serious.


Harry being completely oblivious to the chaos he had caused made his way to the front gate just as a young man with auburn hair and riding a strong stallion burst through the entrance. He looked to Rivendale in complete awe of its beauty. Harry felt amusement leek of him at his expression.

"Pretty huh?" He called up to the man.

Startled Boromir looked down to see a child no older than four standing beside his horse and looking up to him waiting for an answer.

"Very beautiful." He said absentmindedly as he studied the child.

He was new to anything outside of his own race, having only just found out about the race of elves. Seeing the child's beauty he quickly assumed it was an elfling. He didn't know whether or not to call the child a boy or girl. It's features too pretty and fine to be a male yet its mannerisms too lose to be female. As if sensing his internal struggle the child shrugged its shoulders and moodily called out he was a boy.

"Your name child?" He asked warmly.

Boromir loved children despite his gruff exterior. He slipped off his horse to pick the child up. Doing so he realised how light the little one was. Was this common of the elven children? He wouldn't be surprised if it was. On the one occasion he had met an elf he had bore witness to their agility and fast reflexes.

"Hadrian and yours my lord?" Harry asked knowing the man held a high position from the way he held himself.

Boromir was surprised by the respectful title the young boy, Hadrian, had used. Looking down he saw a solid gold dragon wrapped around his wrist and another gold necklace around the pale thin column supporting his head. Did this child hold importance?

"Boromir. Son of the Steward of Gondor. But tell me little one, what of your own title?" Boromir asked with a suspecting smile.

Harry inwardly laughed along with his other. Oh you know, Master of death, the boy who lived, saviour of the wizarding world, the only one to survive the killing curse twice, wizard, the one who greeted death like an old friend. Nothing too important but uh take your pick. We have plenty more.

"My title isn't important but I assume you have places to be lord Boromir?" Harry said chirpily.

Boromir smiled at the cute child. "I do but should I take you to your mother before then?"

"No I'll be fine. I'm actually here to greet the visitors." Harry said in a tone of voice that made it seem as if the job was the key to life.

Boromir laughed before setting the child down and ruffling his hair. He got back on his horse and smiled at Harry before riding away.


Harry didn't have to wait long before another group of people entered the gates of Rivendale only this time they were elves and they seemed to narrow in on him instantly. As soon as they reached him they swiftly dismounted and circled around him crouching down and just staring at him in awe.

Merlin these people are weird.

Harry slightly uncomfortable spoke up. "Uhhh hi?"

Sensing his discomfort Legolas, prince of Mirkwood quietly told his people to give him space and the elves reluctantly did so. Legolas himself though stayed by the child's side not wanting leave.

"Well met little one. I am Legolas of Mirkwood." Legolas introduced himself with a soft smile still crouching.

Harry unfamiliar with the greeting decided to just mimic it. "Well met Legolas. I am Hadrian."

The elves just continued to stare at the child. He was beautiful even for an elf. His hair, glossy waves that turned into dark ringlets something so rare among their kind and this was the first time they had seen it on a male. And his eyes were like nothing they had ever seen before, bright green. Elves never had eyes outside of blue and grey, this elfling was a miracle indeed.

The elves seeing the child's attention was on them all cooed to him trying to personally gain more attention. They were rewarded with a glorious giggle and a cherubic smile to each and everyone of them before he looked back to their prince.

"I take it you have somewhere to be my lord? You did come in with quite the haste." He smiled sweetly at the prince.

"We are off to see Lord Elrond. Perhaps you would like to accompany us?" Legolas asked hopefully as he and the other elves did not want to part with the elfling. It was no secret elves rarely had children in exchange for their long life spans and adored their young. It brought on fierce protectiveness whether the elfling had met the elf or not.

"I'm afraid I'm waiting for someone here. Sorry." Harry said trying to let them down gently. He had no idea who this Elrond person was but it was apparent he was expected to know so he didn't say anything.

"All is fine young one. We shall be on our way." Legolas said as he caressed Harry's soft cheek.

Harry could see the disappointment on all their faces as they left. He waved them goodbye making them smile again as they chattered happily and somewhat confused about the fact that they had no idea about the birth of an elfling.

That was...different?

"Yeah, wonder what that was about?"

No idea.


The next group of people had Harry marvelling just as the elves had been in awe of him. Dwarves! This place had actual dwarves!

"So cool..." He breathed out.

Walking up to them with stars in his eyes he smiled and waved. "Hi! I'm Hadrian!"

The majority of them grunted not really giving responses. Well proper one anyway but that just made them seem more awesome in Harry's eyes.

A red headed dwarf called out to him. "Elf child! Where is the Lord of Rivendale? We seek his council."

Harry practically radiated sparkles when he realised the dwarf was talking to him. "Oh I'm not really of the race of elves. Sort of... And I have no idea who the Lord of Rivendale is. I think it may be this Elrond guy...maybe? But in my experience if you're looking for an important person just head towards the biggest and gaudy looking building. That should be his home." Well as gaudy as you can get in Rivendale. This place reeks of simplistic beauty.

The dwarves were silent for a moment before they all dissolved in guwaffs of laughter. Harry had no idea what he did but smiled anyway showing off his fangs. He made them laugh!

"I like you child! I am Gloin, this is my son Gimli." A darker haired dwarf said pointing to himself then at the red haired dwarf from before.

"I'm Hadrian!" He said completely bubbly in mood now.

"Well everyone like the lad said, to the gaudiest place!" They all walked off still laughing as Harry waved excitedly. Dwarves were so cool. He was going to be a dwarf when he was older.

No if I can help it.


Chapter done!

So some people wanted Harry to be an Elfling some didn't. People this story is me completely winging it and so I compromised. He's Death. And Death is life and so on and so forth. It's so hard to keep everyone happy. Don't hate me! I'm trying my hardest to make him an elfling and not make him an elfling. You get me?

Now I would like to thank my reviewers, they are as follows:

mocilera- Ummm I'm sorry my Spanish is clearly not that good but from the smiley face I'm going to assume its a good review and in which case I thank you for it! I cant believe I'm getting multilingual reviews! It's amazing!

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rufous- I spent a whole three minutes contemplating the pronunciation of your name. Random piece of information. I'm sorry Elrond will meet Harry in the next chapter, the dwarves however...YOU AND I THINK ALIKE! Golden dragon + Dwarves = Fun time! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

TolkienRowling- Annnd im glad you do love it. Seriously. I'm lost without my readers. God I need a life.

Opinr- Thankyou! You helped me out with that chapter! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

RogueNya- Thanks man! I appreciate it, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoyed it :)

aquashadow- Thankyou, I'm super glad you like Harry! He can be a little fickle about how he wants to come out like when I'm writing him but please enjoy!

Theta-Mcbride- Thanks XD

iluv2read5898- Psssh wait long? Yeah right! This story's always knocking on my mind. I probably cant go a week without updating it. I'm glad someone knows of 'the stick' as well. I hope you liked the chapter. Maybe?

1sunfun- Thankyou my amazing my reviewer :D

lostfeather1- I compromised, there are people who want him to be an elfling and there's the people who don't want him to be an elfling. So he's everything...sort of. Either way Harry is irresistible so who knows maybe someone will adopt him. I don't know I haven't thought that far ahead. What's your opinion?

ibterismith50- Heyyyy! I for one am glad that you like little Harry. Pssst! It makes me seem a better writer than I actually am ;)

Rain-of-Jazz- Thanks! :)

onlymydreams- Here you go! This chapter was sort of a filler but I hope you liked it anyway. XD

Blitza- There is only one way to describe you...AWESOME. Seriously though thanks for your review.

Gelasia Kidd- Ommigod. Are well now? Get well soon. YOU CANT DIE! I NEED YOU. IVE ONLY SPOKEN TO FACE A TOTAL OF ZERO TIMES BUT I NEEEEEEEED YOU! If you are still sick I hope this chapter makes you feel better.

raven1493- Your begging has once again worked! Because here is the next chapter! I hope you liked it and continue to like it in the future. Yeah, future king or something...nah just kidding I have no idea where this is going but that's half the fun isn't it?

StValentineSt- Inspiration leave moi? Never! Not with everyone suggesting a lot of story ideas. Aragorn and his protective self shall be in the next chapter! I swear it but for now little Harry needs to meet and greet and stir trouble unintentionally. Hope you liked it~

koldy- The dragon is free! Dior shall fly the unending skies forever and ever and ever and- you get the point. His face has been exposed now that he deems it safe but it will probably go back on considering his personality and my wandering fingers :P

Artur Hawkwing 1- Sorry for the inconvenience but people prefer this method. I completely understand that this may annoy you, trust me. It's the same with me and authors notes but hey you could always just skip right over it? I'm glad you like my story and thanks for the review!

Ceti H. Black- Thankyou maybe this was a good chapter too?

Lost socks and Leprechauns- ...You are going to finish that joke right? Because that has been on my mind since I read your review. I NEED THE REST! Please, let me move on. I cant do that unless you let me. I beg you...

Seraphinus- Thankyou once again for your review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

henxu- I shall as you say 'keep up the good work' Here's the next chapter I hope you liked it. :)

getlostD91- Thankyou, it's hard to keep them balanced. I suppose that's why I couldn't choose between the two and shoved the both of them in one body. Thanks for the review.

xDarklightx- Here you go! The next chapter I hope you liked it!

So anyway, if you're just reading this now or maybe your here to read the latest chapter feel free to review to suggest something for the story or you just want to say hello, I don't mind. I respond to EVERY review no matter how small.

Until next time,

Stolen~~