TIME TO FORGET (HP x LOTR story) by Tansy1354

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings; they belong to J.K. Rowling and J.R.R. Tolkien. I don't wish for their money only their way with words.

Summary: It is the night before the leaving feast to mark the end of Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts when he makes a heartfelt wish which leads him to a new place, a new friend and new ways to fight.

From the last chapter

"Everyone I travel with knows the type of burden you bear, for all of us have duties and obligations to their realms, but all of us have agreed to take on the most important burden of all to save Middle-Earth from falling into darkness and we cannot fail.

But we are united together, each with unique skills to bring to the task. Some are in the form of protection, some in the form of morale and some in leading. I believe you also have unique skills which are yet to manifest, but would also help on our quest." At that the elf placed his free arm around Iriador's shoulders before continuing.

"Think on this my young friend, we all have fears of failure and suffer from uncertainty, but with a friend beside you, you can also have the courage to overcome your fears. I want to be the one who does this for you, Iriador, if you allow me."

Chapter 10. Coming Together & Coming Apart

Iriador stared into Legolas' eyes, as if making sure that the elf was telling him the truth, before he nodded. "Thank you Legolas, I believe I will take you up on your offer. It will be nice to know that I have at least one friend here."

As Legolas looked into his new friend's eyes he finally registered the vibrant green colour, he had never come across a colour like that before. They also gave the impression that a new spark had finally been ignited within them.

Legolas gasped before replying to Iriador, "Forgive me my friend, I have done you a great disservice in my naming of you. I see now that there was nothing in the name that was truly you; however I see the answer was in your eyes all along, for they are like green embers. I daresay they would have to be an inherited trait from one of your parents. The elven words for green ember are 'Calenuir', (a/n pronounced karlenoor) what say you my friend?"

Iriador thought on his companions' words, it would be the best of both worlds for it represented a link to his parents and it was in a language that was his link to this world.

"Come to think on it, Legolas, now that you have taught me some of your language perhaps the name of Ruby being spoken by others could be a little embarrassing," he grinned.

"Yes a change of name is probably a good idea and it does sound somewhat more masculine. Yes I believe I can live with the name of Calenuir."

He smiled and then held out his hand to the blond archer and said very formally "Mae Govannen Mellon,I eneth Nin, Calenuir" (Well met friend, my name is, Calenuir)

Legolas smiled back as he took the young man's hand, "Mae Govannen Mellon, I eneth Nin, Legolas".

They both laughed in relief that some things had been resolved to both their satisfaction.

Finally Calenuir spoke again, but for the first time in a confident tone, "I think that we both know that I have healed, don't you wish to rejoin your friends now?

"To be honest Mellon nin, I have not given that any thought, but you are right it is time to consider that very thing. Besides it is past time that I show them that you are no threat and for you to see the wonder of Caras Galadon for your self. For now let us turn in for the night and get some sleep."

The blond archer pointed at the boy's bed and the youth playfully pouted as he carried out the order.

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Same time in Caras Galadon

It had been a while since Legolas and the boy had left the company of the Fellowship and everyone was acutely aware of Aragorn's frustration.

The hobbits tried to stay out of his way but it was difficult since Aragorn and Boromir were supposed to be teaching them how to fight. Boromir and Gimli on the other hand seemed determined to not see anything as wrong.

Just over a week since the pair had gone into the woods and once again Boromir went to Aragorn, "Aragorn we should leave now for every moment we delay our enemies gain the advantage. I know that Legolas is your friend but he has made his choice and we have made ours. Why not leave and let Legolas follow when he is able, surely as an elf he would have no trouble tracking us and thus catching up quickly."

Aragorn turned his stormy grey eyes on the man from Gondor and said in a biting tone, "Just because you find it uncomfortable here, does not mean the rest of us do.

And what of the boy, do you not care what happens to one of our own kind, would you just have us abandon him. If you truly do not care about an abandoned and injured boy, then how can you care about our quest? You know the one where we are trying to make a brighter future this generation and those that follow such as this boy.

"Tell me would you abandon those in the Fellowship just as easily, Boromir? Indeed do you think that we would abandon you in such circumstances? Get out of my sight, Boromir, before I do something that I will probably regret." Aragorn yelled the last so loudly that all in the clearing where they were staying as well as for some distance around would have heard it.

Boromir yelled back in return, "And what of our people, Aragorn, son of Arathorn would you sacrifice their safety for the two you wait for. I am glad they are not here to see their supposed King, think so little of them." As he turned to stalk away he was unprepared for the reign of punches now connecting with his face as he tried to pull away in surprise.

Frodo called out in fear as Gimli tried to pull Aragorn away from Boromir, "Please Aragorn, stop this, it will not help and it will not make Legolas return any faster. Besides how do you think Legolas would feel if he saw what you have resorted to on his behalf?"

With that Aragorn looked in disgust at his hands which were now somewhat bloody from the damage he had inflicted on the other warrior, he didn't attempt to interfere when Gimli lead Boromir away towards the healers, leaving Sam and Frodo behind staring at him.

Gently, Sam and Frodo lead a now passive Aragorn into the pavilion to sit on a pallet so that they could clean and bandage his hands. He looked at what they were doing in a detached way.

Suddenly his now hoarse voice seemed to speak to him self, "Legolas and Gandalf would both be ashamed of me for what I have done.Neither Legolas nor Gandalf would want me to have lost my temper like that, they would have agreed with Boromir and told me to move on and complete our task.

But how could anyone with a heart ask me to leave a child abandoned and unprotected in these evil times? I could not live with myself if I had done so.

"I keep hoping that Legolas will return soon, for without his quiet strength and Gandalf's guidance, I begin to doubt my own abilities to lead us on. Valar give me guidance for I am feeling a little lost right now." With that he lay down on the pallet and closed his eyes as though that would block out his wayward emotions.

Frodo motioned for Sam to follow him to the opening of the pavilion and whispered, "Sam stay with him, I am going to find Lady Galadriel, I think she is the only one who can reassure Strider and she may know what's happening with Legolas and the boy."

Fortunately it didn't take long to find the Lady as she was already on her way to the pavilion having heard what had happened from her healers.

"Fear not gentle Frodo, I will speak with Aragorn, for I have some news that should lighten his heart. Legolas and the boy will return within the next two days. As for Boromir, his heart also carries a huge burden and he is not thinking as clearly as he should, this won't change anything for him. Now walk with me and we will go see our troubled friend."

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While Frodo returned back the way he had come, his own heart frustrated by this latest news, Gimli was having a few words of his own with the wounded man in lying in front of him.

"Warrior you may be, Boromir, but laddie you should learn to pick your battles. Make no mistake I am not a fan of the elf's or the boys and I certainly agree with you on some of what you said. However, did you stop to think that Aragorn has just lost an old friend in Gandalf and he is grieving while trying to be strong for the hobbits who also knew Gandalf well?

I am sure no other but Aragorn him self understands as well what his responsibilities are now. But I believe that Gandalf would have expected us to rally around Aragorn and remain loyal to each other. While what you did was probably right in war time, all you did was to cast your own loyalty in doubt." The dwarf snorted before turning away and heading for the door of the healing chamber.

However just as he was about walk through the door he grunted over his shoulder, "Think on this man of Gondor, which of you two, do you think the hobbits or I are more likely to be loyal to now?" With that he stomped off leaving a thoroughly miserable Boromir behind him.

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A/N : About the name change it was made for the exact reasons given in the story. It seemed right to change it at this point. Please note I am intending to give the Thestral a separate name, again because it seems right within the context of the story. Please let me know if you object strongly to this and I will take it into consideration. Thanks for reading.