*Peaks out form behind stack of college work and laughs nervously* Hello again. Long time no update eh?
I sincerely apologize for that. It was never my intention to leave you for a year and half. Real life is a bit of a hassle some times. I won't promise that it won't happen again but I can say that I am always going to come back to this, even if its been years. I hope this satisfies some update cravings!
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I have had it pointed out to me that in a previous chapter I used Vouged instead of Vouched. Oops. I'm not going to go back and change it now, the point got across and its only one word.
Guest- I stated in the chapter before this one that Fawkes' ability to flash is limited. The farther away his destination the more energy it takes and the less people/objects he can take with him. It is impossible for him to flash to Mordor by himself let alone carrying the ring.
TenderNightShade- I'm Back! At least for now. My muse likes to take random vacations that last for long periods of time and come back with ideas for something else instead. Thanks for loving this story so much!
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Prismaticmen- What happened to Hedwig? Well, I had planed on her having died at some point in the war before Harry stepped through the veil. But if you have an idea to bring her into the story in a way that makes sense and flows I am always open to hear it. I absolutely love Hedwig.
Mer de Lune- Your English is fine! I completely understood what you were saying. As for the immortality thing. I have an idea that might just work for that so don't you worry.
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Through The Veil- A Different World
Chapter 9
A Prince Is Healed
Suddenly the room gets really hot and a flash appears in the open, at the foot of Theodred's bed. When the light dies Severus can barely believe his eyes, there was Fawkes with a letter in his beak.
"How?..."
"...Fawkes?" Severus asked in shock as he walked over to the beautiful bird. "How? What are you doing here?"
Fawkes let out a small happy trill at seeing the man and bobbed his head bringing Severus' attention to the letter. Severus walked over and relieved the bird of its burden. Giving him a few strokes to his chest, Severus turned his attention to the letter. He knew that it had to be from someone who followed them through the veil. He hopes that it will be news of the end of the war. Unrolling the parchment Severus began to read;
Hello again after so long!
Remus, Sirius, Severus, it has been way too long. You have no idea how happy I was when Hermione found that the veil wasn't instant death. I wish I could have come sooner, but I felt duty bound to finish the war against Riddle. I hope this letter finds you happy and healthy even though there is a war brewing. I hear that you are in Edoras? I am currently at the edge of Rohan at the base of Caradhras near the entrance to the Gap of Rohan. Maybe our paths will cross sooner than Lord Elrond thinks they will. I landed in Rivendell, much like you did, about three months ago. After Lord Elrond healed my wounds he explained to me what is happening in this world, I offered myself and my abilities to help destroy the ring. I am currently traveling with nine companions to Mordor where the ring will be thrown into the fires of Mount Doom.
Yes, yes, I know what you are thinking, 'why are you doing that!' 'It's dangerous! You could die!'. I am well aware of the risk but I feel that I must do this. If it makes you feel any better I have been trained extensively in all types of magic and combat not only before I came through the veil but by the elves as well. The nine I am traveling with are Gandalf the Grey, Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, Aragorn son of Arathorn, Boromir Prince Steward of Gondor, Gimli son of Gloin, Peregrin Took, Meriadoc Brandybuck, Samwise Gamgee, and the Ring Bearer, Frodo Baggins. The last four are all Hobbits from the Shire that got pulled into this conflict by happenstance.
I know that the letter is short and telling you that I am throwing myself into even more danger than when we last saw each other but I feel that it is better than a quick hello or trying to tell the story of the war against Riddle. You should be able to send a message back with Fawkes before we get too far away from each other. I believe we will see each other soon and we can finally be a family together. Stay safe.
All my Love,
Harry James Potter
Severus looked up in shock after finishing the letter. Harry was there and had been dragged into this damn war? He didn't know what to do, Sirius and Remus were gone so they didn't know. He couldn't leave Edoras to go to them because he was duty bound to stay by the king.
"Oh Fawkes," Severus sighed as he sat in the chair by the bed. "What am I going to do with that boy?"
There was a low groan from the bed that had Severus springing to his feet to check on Theodred. Seeing that the Prince was waking up Severus threw another privacy ward at the door and window.
"Theodred?" Sev questioned. "Can you hear me?"
"Sev'us?," the prince moaned turning his head towards the voice. "Wh't ha'nd."
"Shush Theodred," Severus said gently as he retrieved a glass of water from the side table. "Drink this first, then we will talk if you're still awake."
Severus helped the ailing prince to sit up and sip some water. Fawkes who had been sitting very still and quiet since Theodred had moaned let out a soft, questioning trill. Theodred, now with slightly clearer eyes and mind, looked towards the foot of his bed and started in surprise at the strange bird.
"Umm... Severus?" Theodred questioned softly. "What is that?"
Severus looked up from refilling the water glass.
"What? Oh!" He walked over to the foot of the bed and let Fawkes climb onto his shoulder before returning to the head of the bed. "This is Fawkes, he is the phoenix I told you about."
"How is he here?" Theodred asked settling back into the pillows with a wince as it pulled at the wounds on his stomach. Severus gave a bright smile in return, something that just two years before he would never had done.
"Harry has come through the rift and Fawkes followed!"
"That's good," Theodred said with a smile of his own. "Is he going to come here?"
"Not right yet," Severus said and his face darkened somewhat. "He ended up in Rivendell like we did. Though it seems as though he has joined the war effort."
"War effort?" Theodred questioned.
"Yes," Severus sighed. "It seems that war is inevitable. The ring is indeed awake. There is a group of ten companions traveling to Mordor with the ring to be thrown into Mount Doom. Harry is with them."
"So war it is," Theodred sighed. "What happened to me?"
"You were on border patrol with Eomer, Sirius, and some other men when Orcs attacked," The onyx eyed man grimaced. "You were stabbed through the stomach with a poisoned blade. If Sirius hadn't been there you would be dead."
Theodred grimaced and winced as his wound reminded him that it was there. Severus continued to speak;
"After you were brought back and Eomer made sure that you were in my care he went to your father to see if he would listen to sense," Severus sighed and shook his head. "Your father is so far gone it was like talking to a wall. Wormtongue was making all the decisions, he has decided to ignore our warnings and has banished all the Rohirrum, except for the King's guard, from Edoras for War Mongering. He brought in a large amount of bandits to act as 'replacements'. "
Severus sneered at the thought of what happened to his friends and looked back toward the prince, who lost what little color he gained back.
"This is terrible!" Theodred exclaimed and started to cough. Severus turned and retrieved the water from the side table again.
"Just rest right now," Severus sighed. "You are still healing and won't be mobile for a month at least. Eowyn and I have decided that we should allow the people to believe that you have succumb to your injuries, just to make sure that you won't be targeted."
"I suppose that is for the best," Theodred mumbled as he started to slip back into sleep, but before he could drift off Fawkes gave a questioning trill that caught both of their attentions.
"What is it Fawkes?" Severus asked confused. Fawkes turned and caught his eye before looking again at Theodred and tilting his head in a questioning manner. The question was clear: Can I help? "You wish to help him?"
Fawkes gave a short affirmative trill and glided down to perch on the sheets next to the wounded prince. Theodred watched the bird cautiously. Severus came over to the bed and gently began removing Theodred's shirt and bandages giving the phoenix clear access to the wound.
"Uh Severus?" Theodred asked warily. "What are you doing?"
"Phoenix have healing tears," Severus said simply. "He wishes to heal your wound."
Fawkes studied the wound for a moment before he gently leaned his head over it. There was a slight pause before a single glistening tear feel from the dark eyes of the bird. As soon as it hit the slightly scabbed wound it disappeared into Theodred's body. The Prince gasped in shock as heat coursed through his blood stream and abdomen. He could feel the last of the poison burning out of his blood, and his stomach wound began to close, it stopped healing when it looked as if it was about two months old rather than a few days. Fawkes then gave a soft comforting trill and flew back to perch on Severus' shoulder. Severus examined the wound for a moment waving his wand a few times before smiling.
"Thank you Fawkes," Severus said and stroked the red feathers. Fawkes just let out a low trill that sounded almost like a purr. Severus turned back to Theodred who was now sitting up and looking at his stomach in wonder. "Fawkes healed the wound to about two months old as well as burned off the last of the poison that was left in your blood. You are now officially going to live to fight another day, but not yet. You still need rest, your body has been through much in the last few days."
"Your right," Theodred sighed as he walked slowly from the bed to the table across the room. "I am no longer in any pain but I feel like I haven't slept in a week and my body just doesn't want to move like I wish it too."
"As much as I hate to say this, I believe we should keep the fact that you are healed between us and Lady Eowyn," Severus sighed as he sat down across from the now seated prince. Theodred looked ready to protest but Severus held up a hand to halt the protests from the young man. "Grimma, without a doubt, will attempt to either kill you, incapacitate you, or banish you if he were to learn that you are no longer sickly. He is the henchman for whomever is controlling your father. You are not safe within these walls while fully healed, you must hide and bide your time. Help will come soon, of this I am sure."
"How are you sure?" Theodred demanded. "My father is out there being lead around like a puppet! And I am supposed to sit here and do nothing?!"
"No!" Severus denied strongly. "Not nothing, you will be kept to this room. I will ward the door so that no one save for myself and Eowyn can enter or even here what is happening inside. You will train yourself and regain your strength. I will help in any way I can. There is war coming and you will need to be ready to fight. At this moment I think a strong wind would probably cause you to fall over. As to how I know help is coming? A feeling. All wizards, weather they choose to accept it or not, have limited power of premonition. Most are limited to feelings or hunches. Some can see the future with visions, much like the Lady Galadriel of Lothlórien, but they are very rare. I have a feeling that help will arrive within the next two months that will help your father regain his mind."
"I hope your right," Theodred sighed and sat back in his chair. "I will do as you say. You are a trusted friend and advisor. I will trust you in this moment to know what is best, my judgment is clouded by my connection to my father."
"Thank you my prince," Severus sighed with an incline of his head. He stood up and made his way around the table to help Theodred stand. "For now though, I believe rest is what you need."
Theodred allowed himself to be helped to his feet and guided to the bed. Severus helped him lie down before fixing the sheets to where they needed to be.
"Sleep my Prince," Severus said as he blew the candle out next to the bed. "I'll be just across the room if you need something."
Turning his back towards the bed Severus made his way towards the table, when he got there he took his wand and conjured a piece of parchment and repeated Harry's earlier actions with his wand. When the letter was done he tied it to Fawkes leg.
"Please keep him safe Fawkes," Severus whispered. Fawkes bobbed his head before gently nipping the Ex-Spy's ear and took flight. He disappeared in a bright flash.
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Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Good? Poor? Troll?
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