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Chapter 42
We marched on with Neville's and Drakes squads in the air. Nev in front and Drake in back to keep watch. Luna's squad all rode at the front and Bills rode at the back, thus keeping the army in the center and guarded. I smirked as I sat upon a horse, Théoden rode beside me. "Tell me, of what land do you hail where men and women can fly like birds?" He asked me in curiosity. There was no malice in his voice, or eyes, and this made me smile.
"Where I come from is far north from here, Théoden king. You could even say it is worlds away, and our people were never supposed to have wings. Those that do are tied directly to me. They have served in my army, fought beside me, and sworn fealty to me. They have spilt blood of the damned and helped the righteous triumph. My powers have changed there structure, giving wings and long life to people who have known what true suffering is." I said softly, my mind on how proud I was of those who were here, those I called friends and family.
"They call you king, but others call you little brother. Would the oldest not be king?" He asked me after a moment.
"In most cases that would be true, but I was chosen as king after a war between my people in which I lead the army to battle. Being king was thrust upon me and I never wanted the title. As for those whom call me little brother, I have known them for many years, but I have no living relatives other than Luna whom was blood adopted by me as my sister. The title of brother does not just mean someone whom is related by birth. I would call my people brothers and sisters, and they follow me out of respect, not because I am king but because I would give my life for them. The ties that bind us are ones only those who have fought side by side could ever know." I said, trying to put my thoughts into words, not even sure I was making much since.
"You were not born to the king of your land?" Théoden asked in confusion making me laugh.
"We had a ministry, a body who ruled, but they were corrupt. They fought on the wrong side, and when there side lost the people revolted, and pronounced me king." I told him, unsure of how to describe England as being split and yet still whole, the muggle's ruled by a queen while the wizards worked under a ministry. I feared if I tried to get any more technical I would confuse him.
"I am king because they wish it, because I can turn corrupt, and never will I send my people to do things I would not do myself. I was chosen because I did not want nor ask for neither title nor responsibility. It took me a long time to understand that power comes to those who don't want it, and it is better that away." I said and watched as confusion slid over his face. After all he was born to power, and I was given it.
I could not explain how I wondered how I would have been if I had been born to be king. I couldn't help but think I would have done more harm than good. I let out a sigh as we rode on in silence.
The night before we arrived in Gondor I called Luna, Nev, Bill, and Draco. "I want all people on the ground. We have an advantage that should not be given away to soon. When those nine ring wraiths come we will hold the battle in the air." I told them and watched as they nodded, there faces blanked of any emotion.
"We'll attack fast and hard, I don't want any of those foul beasts to survive. They are low and evil creatures that would pillage, rap, and torment. There deaths will give the world a freedom they have only ever dreamed of. This is to be our battle, our last dark-lord. When he is destroyed I will lock all of the death magic up, where only our people can find it, and only when in need. I plan on barricading it, away until than." I said and saw the others smile.
"Hiding the knowledge will not make you mortal dear brother. You will always be the master of death, nor will it make us normal again, we are all too routed in your magic for that." Luna said with a slight smile.
"Perhaps, but it will stop dark-lords from trying to use it." I told her and the others nodded in acceptance of that answer.
"Come, we all need rest, tomorrow the battle for Middle Earth begins." Draco said with a sad smile.
Chapter 43
We watched him move from a distance. The way he spoke to Théoden was guarded. Even Thomas Finnegan noticed, and I always thought he was the most unobservant of the Gryphondore's. "He reminds me of how he was when we all were still students some times. For the longest time I thought that Harry dead, but than word came that he was dead, and now he is alive but changed. I can see the boy we used to fight with mixed with the king we respect." Zabini said from beside me. He had been one of my best friends, and one of six other Slytherin's who had turned away from Voldemort.
"What do you mean died?" I asked turning on him, my eyes narrowed.
"Word reached us that Harry had perished in the mines of Moria. We were following Bill, preparing for Luna to make the call to arms when Harry showed up, but he was lighter. Joy that had previously died had lightened up his eyes. Didn't Luna or any of the others tell you?" Daphne Greengrass asked me in slight confusion.
"No," I bit out, sharper than I had hoped. It wasn't until I had put Harry to bed the night before we would arrive in Gondor that I got the chance to corner those I had entrusted with Harry's safety.
"What is this I hear about Harry dying?" I snarled at them, the only one who looked unaffected by my tone was Luna.
"He sent us to meet him in Lothlorian, during our separation he threw himself in front of a mountain troll. When we next saw the fellowship they said he was dead. His sword was brought to me.
When e came back to us he would not explain, we didn't know what happened until the battle of Helms Deep was won. He confirmed his death, and is convinced it was a golem and not Ron who committed the crimes. Since he came back he has been different, he says it is like stepping out of the darkness for the first time in so many years." Luna said in her dreamy voice before walking away. The others shrugged and walked away as well, leaving me to my thoughts.
A part of me cursed the name of Ronald Weasley, and another part hoped for Harry's sake that his 'death' wasn't just a dream and that Ronald had been innocent. I shook my head, and decided that if it made Harry happy I wouldn't say otherwise.
I walked over to my own pallet shaking my head. With a slight smirk I went to sleep, hoping that we would all live through the battle that was coming. Tonight I would sleep, and tomorrow I would fight.
Chapter 43
We followed Aragon down the path that nobody had ever returned from. "Your mind is troubled melonin." Legolas told Aragon, barely loud enough for us to hear him.
"It is nothing Legolas. I just worry." I heard Aragon say just as softly.
"You're thinking of Harry, aren't you?" Legolas asked, we didn't need an answer, his silence was enough. We all knew he hated leaving without being able to tell Harry good by. He was lucky Luna allowed him to take Harry back to his bed before departing.
"He will be fine Lad, he's strong." Gimliy grumbled and Aragon gave him a tight smile before nodding. To me it was oddly funny. Worrying about the man whom had been icy, than childish before finding a balance between the two. It was odd, but even I could see that the two would be good for each other, only I don't think Harry will allow Aragon to leave Gondor without being crowned, and I had mixed emotions about that.
On one hand Aragon was the rightful king. On the other hand my family have bee ruling in the absence of a king for many years. We knew the people, Aragon did not, but then again I owed a debt to Harry. I can still remember what Luna had told me when I had awoken on the shores, my wounds healed.
Flashback
"You owe your life to my brother Gondorian. You are only alive because he asked me not to let you die." Luna snarled at me, an angry and sad look in her eyes. The others were to far off to hear us.
"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my calm.
"Before Moria he saw your death. He knew he wouldn't return and said that as much as he didn't like you he didn't want you dead. It is for him that I saved you; and as he isn't here to claim his debt it is mine to claim. Gondor needs it's king, Aragon belongs on the thrown your father is sitting on. When the time comes you will back him up. As is the way of wizards debt, the consequences will be dire should you choose not to." She said folding her arms and she looked every bit as dangerous as her brother. For the first time I could see Harry in Luna.
"You have my word, I will not stop Aragon from reclaiming the thrown." I swore softly.
"You better not." She grumbled before walking away, her form easing from intimidating to dreamy right before my eyes.
End of Flashback
Chapter 44
I held my people back as I surveyed the battle before us with a critical eye of a warrior. "Haven't seen a battle this bad since Voldemort." Bill grumbled from my side and I nodded in agreement. It was true after all; this carnage was worse than we had seen in a long time.
"Prepare your men." I ordered and watched as Luna and Draco motioned there units into the air. "Take out as many as you can, but don't fly so low that you make an easy target. Save all magic for the Nine." They nodded in understanding as they flew out. "Let's go," I told the rest as I drew my sword. Our ground force was itching for a fight.
I saw the others follow my lead. Silently I pointed to bill and motioned for him to take the left, Neville would take the right. As for me, I got the center. These people really didn't know tactics if they were just running in like they did without a back up. My smirk grew as my sword bit into the flesh of the creatures before me.
With a flurry of maneuvers my sword flew, killing the enemy who dared attack innocents. My mind was firmly on the enemy, not daring to turn to anything else. I felt something rip into my flesh, but ignored it. I felt hot sticky red liquid slide down my body. I ignored the feeling, and continued my fight.
When the nine arrived I jumped into the air, motioning for my air strike to get to the ground. I felt the destructive magic wail up inside of me. With the fury I was well known for when in battle I attacked.
Eight fled when I heard a scream only to see the witch-king crumple. I landed beside Théoden and dug into my healing magic. Using enough to heal him I then went to check on his niece. With a smile I slumped down and closed my eyes, surrendering to the darkness.
When next I awoke it was to see Aragon's worried face. I gave him a soft smile, but I knew I could not stay nor would I leave with them. I needed to get to Frodo, the mission demanded it.
"It is good to see you awake Harry." Aragon said brushing my hair out of my face. "We are leaving for Mordor soon, but Luna say's you all will stay here, to make sure the people are safe.
"No, they will stay, but I have another journey to make. My task is not yet over." I told him with a slight smile. I saw the worry enter his eyes. I saw him about to argue. "It is how it should be Aragon, high king of man, lord of Gondor. If I do not go than all will fall into darkness, I have seen it as has any seer worth there grain." Still he opened his mouth and I held up my hand and shook my head. "It is my decision Aragon, and I have made it." I said and watched as anger entered his eyes before he pulled me into a bruising kiss.
"If you even think I am letting you go than you are out of your mind. You will return to me." He hissed before releasing me and walking out. He didn't hear me whisper, "I think I'm in love with you Aragon, be safe." I shook my head as I stood and dressed before taking my Phoenix form and flying out. Dwelling on whether I was in love or not would not help the hobbits. My mind needed to be on the task ahead.
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