Chapter 11
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A/N: YAY this chapter is fun. I know there is a lot of stuff mixed up out of the 5th Harry Potter book but just be glad it got in, in some form.
The three Lothlorien Elves looked at the statue of the Hope of Men, proud, tall and defiant.
"He is in death as he was in life," the Silvan elves Spun around to see Elrond.
"My lord!" they gasped in surprise.
"No, no formalities," Elrond sighed.
"How are the twins, Arwen and Legolas taking it?" Haldir asked.
"Not to well, and Aragorn's cousin refuses to eat," Elrond sighed again shaking his head.
"He never seemed the type to take death too seriously," murmured Rumil.
"Yes but nor has he lost someone so dear to him," reminded Haldir, "And what of my kin Legolas?"
"Legolas is doing all right he is quite but healthy," Elrond sighed, "I think you may want to go see him and my children follow me," Elrond led the three woodland elves to where the twins and Legolas sat silently.
Elladan looked up "greetings Haldir of Lorien, and to you two Rumil and Orophin," he greeted.
"Greetings to you to princes of Rivendell and you prince of Mirkwood," Haldir greeted while his brothers places their hands over their hearts and offered them to the twins and Legolas.
"Aragorn where have you been all day?" Gandalf demanded when he saw Aragorn in a ball on his bed.
"He doesn't wish to be my friend anymore!" Aragorn sobbed.
Gandalf walked over and crouched next to the bed, "Who?" he asked the trembling figure.
"Legolas," Aragorn began to cough wildly.
Gandalf gently rubbed his back, "Shhhh, why do you think that?"
"I dreamed of it, but it was not a dream more of a vision," Aragorn tried to explain.
"Oh, Aragorn I'm sure it was just a dream, but why were you here in the first place?"
"Hermione loves me," he whispered, "and I do not wish to hurt her by rejecting her."
Gandalf's brow creased, "Well running away won't help that problem," He helped Aragorn sit up, "You must let her off carefully before she falls deeper I love with you."
"Gandalf it's not that easy," Aragorn sighed before laughing, "Why am I even speaking to you about such things?"
Gandalf gave Aragorn an offended look, "well why can't you speak to me about it?"
"Because…..," Aragorn trailed off.
Gandalf raised an eyebrow, "Well young son of Arathorn do tell me why you can not speak to me of this matter?"
"Well you are one of the five Middle Earth wizards what would you know of love?"
Gandalf chuckled, "Just because I'm not allowed to openly pronounce love does not mean I can not feel it."
Aragorn turned his confused eyes, "Do you mean you have loved?"
Gandalf sighed, "Long ago, then I was sent to another world away from her before then going to Middle Earth," Gandalf stood up and shook his head, "But that was- that was many thousands of years ago now."
"Gandalf I'm sorry I did not mean to cause you pain," Aragorn sighed, 'Oh god I'm an idiot!' he shouted in his mind.
Gandalf turned back to the Ranger, "No I'm glad you did remind me," Gandalf sighed before returning to the matter at hand, "Well Aragorn I guess you will handle Hermione's love for you your own way, now why don't we get you something to eat?"
Halbarad watched Legolas from afar, Legolas was smiling again but it did not make Halbarad happy, ever since those Lothlorien elves had arrived it seemed that Legolas had forgotten all about Aragorn it made Halbarad sick!
"Sister's son why are you spying?" Halbarad spun around to see Gilraen standing watching him.
"It's not like that, ever since the Elves from Lorien arrived Legolas seems to have forgotten Aragorn ever existed he doesn't visit his memorial anymore all he does is laugh and drink with Haldir and his brothers. And the thing that I hate the most about it is Aragorn is alive and when he returns Legolas will either fake friendship or hurt Aragorn with rejection!" Halabard tried keeping calm.
"Oh Halbarad do not say such things, do not fill my heart with hope that will only then give me pain!"
Halbarad's eyes began to sting his aunt thought him a liar! "I speak the truth I know Aragorn is alive Aunty I can feel his life force rebuilding growing stronger, please believe what I say for I only speak the truth!"
Gilraen began to cry, "Stop it, oh Halbarad stop speaking lies and adding to my pain!" With that Gilraen ran off tears streaming down her cheeks, Halbarad watched shedding his own tears.
Gandalf sighed, he could have chosen a life of love but he had chosen duty this must be his punishment for it watching his pupils find love and live in happiness while he could only remember the woman he had loved. Aragorn lay in peaceful sleep with a small smile on his face; then again maybe watching pupils like Aragorn grow up and turn into the men they were born to be.
She looked sadly around the room it had been many years since her last meeting with Gandalf she missed him dearly but now that he was here it hurt all the more.
Harry was Happy for Ron he had made it into the Quidditch team he deserved to be in. Angelina was talking to them all now about when they were going to practice, so far it was every Monday, Wednesday and Friday evening then Saturday morning. The bell rang and they all split for their separate classes.
Harry, Ron and Hermione all made their way to Defence against the Dark arts. Umbridge stood up as the students dragged them selves in and stood behind their desks, "Good Morning class!" she sang out.
"Good morning Professor Umbridge," They drowsily chanted.
"Oh tut, tut how many times must we do this? Good morning class!"
"Good morning Professor Umbridge!" they chanted more lively. "That's better now sit down and turn to chapter five "What spells not to use when defending your self" and read all of it," She sat herself down, and no sooner had she done so then there was a knock on the door, "Come in!"
Dumbledore stepped in with Gandalf at his side and Aragorn but a step behind them, "I'm sorry to disturb your class professor but I was wondering, hoping actually if Estel may stay and watch your class?" He asked calmly while Aragorn observed the class. It was not that it annoyed him or anything it was just odd that he always ended up in Harry, Ron's and Hermione's class.
"No, not after last time. I will not have him disturbing my class!"
"Oh no need to worry about a repeat of that Estel has given his word as a Ranger," Dumbledore patted Estel's shoulder.
Umbridge laughed, "And what good is his word to me? I do believe last time he gave his word to his own mentor he broke it."
"He will not this time I can assure you he gave me his word that he will not utter, western, common, Elven nor Dwarven tongue until I say he may speak again. And if he does speak he will be severely punished," Gandalf tried reasoning with Umbridge.
Umbridge rolled her eyes and sighed, "As long as he speaks no word he may stay but the moment a sound comes out of his mouth he is out and I'm reporting it to you and expect to see you discipline him for once."
Gandalf and Dumbledore left and Aragorn seated himself at the back of the class, Umbridge walked to the back of the room and slammed a book down on the table in front of him. "I assume you can read. Chapter five," with that Umbridge walked back to the front of the class.
Hermione raised her hand; Umbridge looked up at her, "Yes miss Granger?"
"Please professor can we please do some work with our wands?" She almost begged.
"Miss Granger the Minster for magic believes that it is safer for you to learn from a book then to go casting spells on things and it means no risk of people getting hurt," Umbridge seemed very impatient and every nerve, every brain cell was telling Aragorn to push her over the edge to make her loose her temper, but he kept repeating in his head his oath to Gandalf, 'I swear upon all my mind, body and blood upon my honour as a Ranger I shall not speak a word in any tongue until Gandalf lets me.' Again, 'I swear upon all my mind, body and blood upon my honour as a Ranger I shall not speak a word in any tongue until Gandalf lets me,' Aragorn managed to keep him self in check.
"But…"
Umbridge cut Hermione off. "Tut, firstly you did not raise your hand secondly: the Ministry knows what's best for you, now read."
Harry then raised his hand, Umbridge nodded giving him permission to talk, "But we need to be trained the outside world is not safe like it is in Hogwarts," Harry kept speaking before Umbridge could stop him, "Voldemort is back and it's not safe outside of Hogwarts."
"Mister Potter I thought you had learnt your lesson when I put you on detention." Harry raised his hand again, "Yes mister Potter," Umbridge gritted her teeth.
"Voldemort is back I know he is why is the Ministry denying it?" He demanded.
"Silence Potter," Umbridge snarled. 'I need to get out of here!' Aragorn thought to himself, he quickly stood up and left the room drawing half the classes attention.
Once outside Aragorn pressed his back against the wall and taking deep breaths.
"Eww who is this then? Oh let me guess I guess it's the guest at Hogwarts!" Aragorn looked up to see what he guessed was a ghost this made him jump, "Oh can't he speak how fun!"
Aragorn began to walk away but the ghost followed him, he followed him all the way to Dumbledore's office, 'oh good lord!' Aragorn remembered he was not allowed to speak but how else was he meant to get in?
"Lemon seeds," he whispered. The Gargoyle moved and let him in.
The two old wizards looked at Aragorn, "You are early?" Gandalf raised his eyebrow for an explanation, "Speak."
"Harry was challenging Umbridge and I wanted to speak and I was loosing control so I left before I spoke, I was then followed around by some ghost who kept insulting me," Aragorn sat himself down.
"That would be Peeves who followed you," Dumbledore sighed, "He is a poltergeist, so be careful he may start throwing things at you."
"Gandalf am I allowed to just wounder around Hogwarts?" Aragorn asked hopefully.
"What do you think Albus can he?" Aragorn gave Dumbledore his best begging look.
"I don't see why not, just stay out of trouble," Aragorn smiled and ran out of the room.
Gandalf turned to Dumbledore, "There is no point telling him that trouble is his best friend." Dumbledore chuckled, "So that is the reason he gets on so well with Harry."
Halbarad knocked on his aunt's door and waited to hear Gilraen let him in, "Enter!" came her broken voice.
Halbarad stepped into the room, "Please Aunt Gilraen listen to me! I only speak the truth to you," He sighed walking over to her.
"I have heard enough of your lies!" she snarled, Halbarad jumped this was totally out of her character to speak like that.
"Please will you not give me this chance to prove to you hope is not lost and the king of men shall walk among the Dunedain once more?" Halbarad begged.
Gilraen looked at her nephew and saw the hope spark in his eyes, "Maybe in my old age I have lost sight of my own son, do show me sister's son where my eyes do not see," Gilraen stood up and Halbarad offered his arm for her support.
Halbarad took Gilraen out to the river, he sat her down before going to collect wood to start a fire. When Halbarad had a fire going he turned to his aunt, "Earth," He sighed touching the ground with his hand, "Water," Halbarad placed that same hand into the river, "Air," Halbarad put his hand into the air, "And fire," Halbarad put his hand over the fire, "Now listen to your heart, what do you hear?"
Gilraen closed her eyes and a smiled spread across her face, "My son he is alive!"
Aragorn walked down into the Dungeons, his head turned as he looked at all the potions Rangers may be stealthy and smart and always look where they are going, unless of course they are called Aragorn. Aragorn did not see the puddle at his feet and when he stepped he slipped his hand knocking a vial. Aragorn hit the ground the vial broke next to his head and the liquid fell into his parted lips.
Students flooded from their potion lesson and up the Dungeon hall way, one of them started screaming seeing Aragorn laying unconscious on the floor. Snape walked out to see what was going on, "All of you keep moving to your next class while I take care of him!" Snape summoned a stretcher and took him up to the Hospital wing he then went to Dumbledore's office.
"Headmaster the boy Estel seems to have injured himself somehow and he is in the Hospital wing unconscious," Snape explained.
"Thank you Sevres," Dumbledore nodded.
Gandalf and Dumbledore made their way to the Hospital wing on the way they ran into Harry, Ron and Hermione, "Ah, I think Estel may want to see you when he wakes up he is in the hospital wing would you like to see him?" Dumbledore asked.
Hermione gasped, "He is hurt?"
Gandalf nodded, "It will be alright I'm sure he has sustained worse injuries."
"We'll come see him," Harry nodded.
As they entered to Hospital wing, Harry, Ron and Hermione almost ran over to him, but Gandalf flung his arms out, "Wait!" They all stared in amazement as Aragorn was engulfed in light and when it faded he no longer had his beared and he was shorter and looked more youthful, "fifteen year old Estel," Gandalf sighed, 'What a joy!" he added in sarcastically.
Please review, I hope you like the Chapter, I wounder what terrors a fifteen year old Aragorn can inflict. (well not really I'm the one writing it here).