I'm not dead but in a better mood, perhaps the greatest I've ever been in before. Also I do not own Lord of the
Rings nor Harry Potter, no matter how much I wish I did. So without further ado here is the story.
"Harry?"
What was going on? Where am I?
"Father he's awaken!"
A familiar voice exclaimed.
"Elladan!" Harry tried to say but all that came out was a hiss, "Elladan!" He tried again all that anyone can understand was 'Ell'. Tears streamed down his face as he realized he could only say things in Parseltounge.
'Why,' He thought, 'I can't talk,' It's repeated in his mind until he felt a hand brush against him. A piercing wail filled the room proving Harry in fact will be able to talk but at the moment because of strangulation and force exerted to stop his flow of breathing his vocal cords got damaged. Everyone sighed with relief when they realized he would be able to talk again in a week or two, but with his magic helping? Maybe in two or three days, four at most he would be chattering about such random things no one would think of. While the adults were still talking with a glance or two in Harry's general direction a white head of a wolf cub peeked in. A muffled yelp caught Harry's attention as the white head beckoned him to follow and follow he did. Without the adults noticing due to their lack of hearing nothing but the other in a heated debate, Harry slipped out the room and into the dangers of the thicket all the while chasing after the white cub with the gray spot between its ears. The curious toddler and a playful cub entered the forest not to return until midnight creating chaos as Elrond, Elrohir, Elladan, Aragorn, Legolas, the Hobbits, and everyone else trying to find adventurous Harry.
Harry's POV
'Ohh, a new friend!' He followed the cub to a meeting site where there was a leopard and feathered minx. There Harry played, under the watchful eyes of both the leopard and minx, with his new best friend, who he named Spottie because of the spot between his ears, laughed at Leo the leopard as the cub knocked into him, and got his voice working correctly as Minnie the minx healed all of his wounds including past ones from before here.
'Your lucky we found you before Volde-shorts could hurt you anymore,' The snow leopard thought.
'At least we found him who knows what Dumble-tard could have done to him if we didn't.' The black minx told the leopard as if it knew what the other was thinking about.
'Yeah! And we're never gunna let this kid out of our sights again! Right fathers?' The white furred wolf looked towards his parents as they confirmed his thoughts, 'YES!' He howled. Harry oblivious to the chaos both behind him and in front of his very eyes. As the group made their way back to the elven territory one thought was spoken yet unheard by all. This will be one hell of a war all the more reason for Harry to barge into his fathers sleeping quarters, riding Leo leaving Minnie and Spottie to catch up.
"What in the name of the Valar is going on?" Elrond had been pacing worriedly thinking of ways to find his son.
"Meet my new friends ada!" Harry introduced the wolf cub, snow leopard, and minx. When he finished his father had fainted leaving Harry to snuggle up next to him and fall asleep. Oh. dear Valar.
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