Chapter: 11

Someone asked me about the timeline.. As a matter of fact, I am really bad at that. I am confused myself. I thank you all for your reviews.

I hope everyone enjoys my story. I don't think I have answered any of my reviews. I hope no one is offended. And as for some people asking me about pairing, there is one. But I am working on it.

And as for making Harry Potter super powerful, the answer is No. Harry might have broken across the boundaries of Universe, but it wasn't possible without the sword and the power of Voldemort. Both his power and Harry's was used to open the boundary. You will see the reality of it, in this chapter.

As always, I own nothing of the story. All the ideas belong to Tolkien and JK Rowling.

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"Finally decided to talk to me have you?"

Harry sat on the floor looking at his mother. Admiring the way the portrait moved. It was dreams come true. Well at least partially.

"Well say something", she smiled at him.

"Hi."

Lily looked at her son, waiting.

"Well…."

"I am lost."

"Tell me what is bothering you."

Harry then told his mother about everything that happened to him from him entering the vault to the battle with Voldemort and how he was stuck in this alternate dimension. He also told her about his talk with the elves and how the Elvin prince told him about the dark forces that plague this dimension. Harry also told her about his life in general. He could see his mothers face get mad when she learnt he was sent to live with the Dursley's. He finished and then conjured a chair and sat down looking at his Mother.

"Quite a trouble magnet aren't you", she smiled at him.

Harry chuckled at the statement.

"You can say that again. I am absolutely clueless to what I am to do here."

"Well I think you need to relocate. I mean if the elf Legolas said was true, then there will be more people, who will come to look but the next time there might be too many people for you to handle."

"Yes, I thought about it too. I got a crude direction from Legolas. I thought I might take the broom and go by air, that way I can avoid most people on the ground."

"Well once you get to some place there are lots of people then maybe you can find a way to mingle amongst them and get lost from the eyes of those who are looking for you."

"Yes, that a good idea."

He looked up at his mother.

"Thank you. I don't feel alone or lost anymore. I feel better."

"I am proud of you. The way you have handled things, I can't imagine anyone could have done all the things that you are doing. I have faith in you. Maybe this is chance for you to become stronger. When you get back home to Voldemort, you can level the playing field."

"Very funny, fighting an immortal wizard is one thing, but fighting a God is an entirely different thing. I don't know how I am going to do it."

"Well at least in this world you are not alone. You have already found a friend. I am sure with more information you can find a way home. But right now it's better if you move from this place. If this is a dark forest, then there might be more creatures looking for the cause of the disturbance. Two elves is one thing, but more powerful wizards and witches is another thing."

Harry banished the chair, "I will leave in five minutes."

"Talk you later. Be careful."

"Yes mom."

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Thranduil rode slowly through the Old road. They have been traveling for hours. Galadriel was ever alert, trying to find the signs of the sorcerer.

"Elladan and Haldir will reach the Mirkwood fort in a day. The battalion will slow them down. Them they will sweep out from there."

"But Thranduil at the pace we are going, we will not be able to do anything."

"Galadriel, what do you think."

"I don't know if you both have noticed. But I feel stronger than I have felt since the beginning. I didn't expect this. This forest, ten days back, had some much dark magic, which I haven't seen for ages, but now, it feels as though something is holding its presence back. I don't understand what is happening. But I can sense the sorcerer if he was within a mile of us. I am sure of that. Do you feel stronger Gandalf?"

"I didn't notice then, but I notice it now, the light of the Valor must be trying to find a balance."

"Well if we keep moving on this road, we will reach the small Mirkwood outpost. That was where Legolas was. We can proceed further from there."

"Yes, I think we can pick up the pace now, I am sure the sorcerer will not be able to slip by us."

"Yes, let's move."

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Harry had been walking for a few hours now; he still didn't know which way to go. Legolas gave him a crude idea and asked him to find some road in the middle of the forest that leads out of the woods. He also told him about patrols. He told him to try and mask his presence, because with Harry near then the elves could definitely sense him, as his presence only made them stronger.

Harry realized he must be walking in a circles or he was lost, as he had been walking for a long time. He was really frustrated now.

"Well I guess I am going to fly on the broom, maybe I can see the road if I travel on it."

He opened his trunk and summoned the broom outside. He knew that elves were really good with an arrow, so he had to be careful. But then he thought again, maybe he could try Sirius's bike. It had an invisibly thing on it. He could use it. It would help to hide from the elves, he could confuse them. It would be useful.

He shrunk his tent again and then activated the tent wards and went back into the tent. He re entered his trunk.

He stood there watching the bike. It looked really good. He had no idea how it worked. It looked great. He then took up the book that came with the bike. He then read it for an hour. He understood a bit on how it worked. It seemed to have a silence charm on it. It would not announce his presence to the world. It has an invisibility spell on it. It worked like a normal bike except for the flying part and the gears. All he had to do was start it. I came in handy as the bike had an unbreakable charm on it.

"That does it. I am driving the bike."

Harry shrunk the trunk and the tent.

"extendo Sirius", the hood covered his face. He cast a warming charm on himself. He then closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on the area around him. He couldn't find anyone within hundred feet of him. He sighed and he knew that there were still lots of things he had to work on.

He started the bike. It was humming. He raced it and still no sound. He knew that he could always deactivate the silencing charm. He then hit the invisibility switch.

He took a deep breath.

"It's now or never"

And he was off.

It was exhilarating. Though the skies where a bit cloudy he loved the feeling of the wind blowing across his face. He loved the bike. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he will just find a place to settle down quietly and then decide. This forest was like the forbidden forest of Hogwarts except it didn't have too much of dangerous wild animals, except some vicious creatures named orcs that ate human flesh.

God forbid could his life become any better than this, all he ever asked for was peace and serenity but he always ended up with trouble following him round the clock. It never gave him time to breath. He just hoped that his friends where ok.

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Meanwhile at the Dol Guldur Fort……….

The Witch King stood on the battlements of the fort. He stood watching the orcs prepare to march on the elves in Mirkwood. The troops hear were not enough, he will need the reinforcement of the 10000 orcs that were promised by Saruman.

Victory will be a question even with his increased powers, not with all the white council together. That blasted Elvin King and his fire sword will scorch the orcs that near him. He will have to take on him head on. But the witch will be even more hard to handle with her powerful mind and he also remember the last time she almost killed the dark lord Sauron with her ring of power given by the dark lord himself. Her powers enhanced by the ring enabled her to bring down this very fortress during the last battle for the ring. She killed many hundreds of orcs and mercenaries in this very fortress. And that blasted grey wizard was a thorn on his side too but he was not enough of a match to him. The three of them can cause him a lot of problems. He also knew of the Elvin Lord, Elrond of Rivendell. He held a vast army under his control. He is a great swordsman and general unlike the others, but a very formidable foe indeed. But once the elves were done with, the world of men will fall like leaves in the winter.

But he will need those scrolls that will help him release the greatest dark lord to ever walk the middle earth, Morgoth.

The one ring that sustained the soul of Sauron was yet to be found and it showed no signs of being found, so they will just have to wait for it to show up. They will have to try to open the boundaries of the timeless void and try to release their Master's master.

He beckoned the rest of his brethren.

"I suggest you to move to Isengard and over look the preparations. Make certain that the wizard understands the time needed for the army to be ready."

"Yes my King. It will be done as you command."

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Galadriel was in deep thoughts. She was indeed feeling very different ever since she entered the forest. She stood reassuring her mind, trying to get in touch with the magic of the Valar. She stood there for a long time stretching her mind like back in her palace. She could sense further than she could before, she felt stronger. She felt as though she was near the Valar themselves, she couldn't explain the phenomenon.

"Gandalf do you feel the difference. I don't understand why, but I feel my senses have sharpened."

"You are right Galadriel; I can sense the surrounding better now. But how is this possible, I mean a month back this forest was swelling with darkness, it was suffocating us even way back in the Rivendell. But now there is nothing. It's as though the tables have been turned. I don't understand how this can happen. As you said it's difficult to explain it."

"Thranduil do you sense it?"

"Galadriel I sensed that, and I sense more, I feel as though there is someone here in this forest of immense power. I don't know why but I think it's that sorcerer. I am sure. I can't sense him clearly. Maybe he is finding a way to mask his tracks. We feel stronger but we might not be able to find him in this fog of light. It would be like searching for a needle in a haystack. Focus on the difference in the light around you. I am sure you can find him Galadriel, only you can."

Galadriel nodded at the Elvin King and started to concentrate. She closed her eyes and had an intense look on her face.

"Gandalf once we find him, you leave him to me. He is mine. He will die by my blade."

The statement snapped Galadriel out of her trance. She locked eyes with the eleven king, and stared intently at him.

"Don't give in to the darkness Thranduil. It would only lead you down the spiraling path, deeper and deeper you go, you wouldn't be able to come out of it. Don't forget that. You are an Elvin King act like one. Don't give in to the darkness. We will ambush him together. The first thing we need to keep in mind is, we need to capture him. That is our first priority. If it proves to be too difficult then we injure him gravely so that we can question him. If that doesn't work and it comes to one of our lives and his, just kill him. Do you understand Thranduil?" her voice was solemn and it had a ring to it.

Thranduil knew better to argue with Galadriel, she had a dark side to her, and he dreaded that side of her. He had seen it first hand during the last battle of Dol Guldur, where she tore the entire fort apart when one of her closest friends died at the hands of Sauron. He had seen how demented she looked that day; he didn't want to give her a reason for her to fry his mind.

"I understand, but I will hurt him before he surrenders. I promise you this."

Galadriel nodded to this.

"Let's go. We need to find him. I will stretch my senses; keep watch while I try to find him."

Nearly an hour had passed, she couldn't find any traces of the sorcerer, maybe he was long gone, she didn't know. She knew it would take a long time. Maybe another day to find the sorcerer, she didn't know. She wasn't sure. But she kept concentrating.

Then all of a sudden she felt a slight twinge in the North Eastern direction from the direction of Thranduil's fort. She knew it was the sorcerer. She stopped. He was very far from them. It would give her time to set up the ambush.

She raised her hand signaling Gandalf and Thranduil to stop.

"I think I found him. He is coming from the North east, from the direction of your fort Thranduil."

"What?" growled the Elvin king.

"Do you think he went to the fort? Do you think he would have infiltrated the palace? The scrolls are there. They are deep below the fort."

"I don't think so, wait let me try and sense him again."

She stretched her mind again.

She gasped in surprise. The sorcerer or whatever he was was travelling really fast. He was within a two miles from them. She couldn't believe it. It was as though he was flying.

"Ready the ambush, I think he is flying. I don't know how, but he is coming very fast. He is almost reached us. We will miss him. We need to move fast. Just follow me. I will bring him down, I will keep his mind locked, and you both capture him."

She rode off without waiting for an answer.

Galadriel was trying to get a fix on the sorcerer. He was going too fast. She didn't know how he was travelling so fast, but it was vital that she get a hold of his mind.

Harry was enjoying the air flowing across his face. He loved to fly. The feeling of being free from everything was really good. The bike was everything he imagined. It seemed to be going as fast as his broom, if not a bit faster than his Firebolt. He really enjoyed it. He knew series loved this bike. His only wish was he was here with him to enjoy it.

All of a sudden he felt it.

He felt a conscious being brush his shields. He knew that feeling very well, his mind was being probed. He couldn't get a fix on the person. He slowed down the bike to get a fix.

That was a profound mistake he ever made.

Then all of hell broke loose.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Someone was crushing his mind. He never felt such powerful mind probe even from Voldemort. He felt as though his body was being crushed along with his mind. He couldn't think. All he felt was pain.

It took all of his mental strength to push the pain aside.

It was as though he was outside his mind. He looked as the bike moved, as though he was floating beyond the bike. All he could do was look as his entire body was immobilized by the mind probe. His conscious mind had taken refuge in the deepest corners of his mind; the person who was attacking his mind only fully crushed his mind in trying to immobilize him. He realized this.

It was then he saw it, a blast of light, as spell of some kind flying towards the bike from the forest below.

His instinct to survive took over. He pushed his entire mind forward, forgoing the pain. He put his magic behind the mental strength letting his instinct help him. He pushed back the mind probe, reflecting it.

He heard a cry as a reward for it. It sounded far. Immediately he took control of his body trying to avoid the spell that was coming towards the bike.

The spell seemed to be growing as it got near to the bike. He hastily conjured a shield, but it wasn't enough.

Galadriel finally got him, he slowed down and she attacked his mind with all her power. She was surprised that he could withstand her full frontal attack. She felt the sorcerers mind retreat. She attacked his mind with a full ferocity; she knew he couldn't move now.

"Do it now, he is slowing down. Gandalf bring him down!"

Gandalf couldn't get a fix on the sorcerer, he couldn't see him.

"I can't see him", he cried out to her.

"Sense him out. Or try to follow my presence. Do it fast, I don't know how long I can hold on to his mind. He is powerful. Do it fast."

Gandalf closed his mind, trying to feel out the sorcerer's presence in the sky. He couldn't find him. Thranduil was right, there was too much interference. But he followed Galadriel power and then he found him. The sorcerer was flying on some sought of beast. He could see a distorted outline flying in the sky. He was travelling fast, but slow enough for him to bring him down. He aimed the staff at the direction in which the sorcerer was travelling, he called forth his power and raised his staff to the sky and with a cry released the spell.

Galadriel felt the sorcerer slip back into his mind, she was getting herself ready for a return attack, but it wasn't enough.

She felt her shock for the first time. He deflected the probe back to her and the power that came with it was too much for her,

"Argghhhhh!"

With a cry she crumpled to the ground,

"Galadriel!," Thranduil came rushing to her.

"I am.. I am .. Alright, just get him. Don't let him leave", she crumpled

Thranduil rose up to charge towards the direction in which Gandalf left.

She caught his hand and whispered to him,

"Be careful, he is really powerful."

With a firm nod the Elvin King rushed in to the forest to beat the foe.

He looked up in the sky and saw what both his friends saw, the sorcerer was flying some sought of beast and he could see it now. He saw Gandalf's spell connect with a blue shield and break through it and hit the beast, the beast plunged towards the ground as the spell sent it spiraling away. He followed it quickly to catch the sorcerer as he fell to the earth, he ran fast into the woods allowing his senses to find the sorcerer.

Gandalf rushed also following the beast as it fell to the earth.

Harry felt the spell connect with the bike and the explosion sent the bike rocketing to the ground, before he knew it he was spiraling out of control.

He saw the trees approach fast, he couldn't get off quickly, his jacket was caught in the bike. He knew the bike was a goner. And if he didn't do something quick he was a goner too.

"Diffindo," he whispered in the wind, the jacket cut off, but he was free of the bike in the worst of times, he spun away from the bike spiraling even more dangerously towards the trees.

His head connected first with the tree, but the helmet saved him. But it wasn't enough. His left hand hit the tree and he heard a crack, he didn't feel any pain but he knew that he broke his arm for certain. He hit the tree trunk again but this time with his back. He felt the blow. He heard a huge blast; he knew it was the bike. It was a goner.

His instinct took over he cast the cushioning spell as the ground reached him. It dint slow down the pain but it sure did soften the blow his back felt.

"Shit."

"I hate this world enough already. Cant they just leave me in peace", he cursed softly. He then felt all the pain of the crash. He threw the helmet on the ground.

He saw blood flow down his arm. He looked at it. It was twisted. He knew he had broken his share of bones, but this gruesome. He left arm was twisted and the bones were poking out. The pain hit his mind again,

"Arghh!!!!"

The mind attack was back, but this time he was mad, he threw it back with a renewed ferocity. This time he wasn't being soft. He attacked with intent to kill. He jumped up to his feet, ignoring all the body and his arm aching. He was once again rewarded with a cry from the forest. There was a distinct feminine ring to it. He didn't stop. He pushed further into the mind of his attacker. He was rewarded with a face of the person who attacked him. It was a lady. But that was all he got and he was pushed out. He staggered back. He didn't stop he followed the mind again but this time he didn't want to penetrate the mind. He just wanted to crush the mind of the witch. He was sure she was the Elvin witch Legolas was taking about but now wasn't the time to play soft. He pushed the witch over the edge. He felt her losing her consciousness.

He cast a numbing charm on his hand. He spread his mind trying to find out if there was anyone else.

There were two and both were close and coming from two different directions and one was really close. He didn't have time to react as one of them was really close.

He jumped away from the clearing and it wasn't fast enough, an old man presumably a wizard came rushing through with a long stick with a small stone on top of it.

Before he could move a spell thrust him into the tree, his chest hurt. But his cloak and armor took the brunt of the attack. He rolled to avoid the second spell. But the old wizard was already advancing with his sword out. He rolled again and silently cast,

"Stupefy."

The old wizard jumped out of the way of the spell and cast another blue spell at him. Harry barely moved out the way. He wasn't given enough time to react as the next blue spell connected and threw him away into another tree. His head hurt. But the old wizard was moving towards him fast with his sword, the sword was coming down on his legs, Harry rolled to avoid the blow and rolled again as the sword cut the back of his other leg. It was shallow cut but he felt it. He felt his blood warm against the leg.

His came to his rescue again as he summoned to the Godric Gryffindor sword to block the next attack.

"Clang."

The old wizard was surprised. The thin air conjuring of the sword surprised him. Harry used this chance to swing his leg to trip the old wizard but the old man was crafty and the age didn't seem to deter him. He jumped over Harry's leg, but he was ready this time and he banished him at the point blank range. The surprised old wizard hit the tree behind him. It didn't slow him down as he rolled and stood up with his staff in one hand and his sword in the other. He apprised him up and down as though measuring him. Without any caution a spell flew at Harry but this time Harry raised a shield and reflected back the attack faster.

The last look on the old man's face as he hit the tree again was awe. But Harry didn't stop, he threw a stunner at him and as the spell connected he felt the other person jump into the clearing.

"No." was the cry from the new comer.

He knew that the new comer was an elf from the looks and the language in which the elf spoke.

He stepped back as the elf rushed to the fallen wizard.

"Gandalf, my friend." As he tried to wake him up. Before Harry could say anything, the enraged elf screamed at him.

"YOU KILLED HIM!!!!! I LOST MY SON TODAY TO YOU AND NOW MY FRIEND. YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!!"

"He is not…" was all the words Harry to get out, the elf charged at it with inhuman speed. Harry barely jumped back, avoiding the elf's blade, which was on fire. The elf's eyes seemed to burn with fire in them. Harry blocked the next blow to him with the Gryffindor sword. The power behind the blow pushed him back but the elf never stopped to listen to his mutterings, he relentlessly kept on charging at him. But Harry's instinct tried to keep his damage minimal but it wasn't enough, the elf cut his already bruised left arm. He saw a deep gash and blood seep from it.

Harry was angry now. Enough was enough. He had it with these impulsive elves. He blocked the next attack and then shouted.

"STOP."

The elf paused for a moment.

"Don't make me kill you", he blurted out. But apparently that was the wrong thing to say.

The elf jumped at him, but Harry didn't hesitate this time, he cast a banishing charm with the sword, the power of the sword magnified the spell throwing the elf.

The elf hit the tree with a thud, but it didn't stop it. It seemed to have made him madder. The elf got up with a renewed ferocity. The blade seemed to literally burn with a fire from it. The energy seemed to start pooling in the sword; Harry felt the magic all this was across the elf. The heat the sword was giving away was immense. And the elf with a cry brought the sword down with a cry

"BURN!!!!"

A huge ball of fire rushed him. But Harry raised the most powerful shield he knew,

"AEGIS"

The white shield braced the fire. The fire washed around him. But Harry staggered back from the attack. He was really tired. He didn't have any sleep for the past twenty four hours, the mind attack took a lot out of him. The wizard had cracked a lot of his bones and the numbing charm was starting to wear off. He dispelled the shield as the elf stared at him in surprised, Harry thought he was going to get a chance to explain before he could say anything again, the elf brought down the sword again but this time the fire coming from the sword was coming in straight line as though it was beam of fire from the elf's sword.

Harry instinctively raised the shield again but he was a bit late and the fire hit him and flung him on the tree, but the shield held again. He felt the elf not pausing to give him a breadth. The fire kept pouring on to his shield, but the damage was done, his right arm was burnt, the skin hurt but he pushed aside the pain and kept the shield up. The elf was pushing the fire forward. Harry didn't know how long he could hold on. He had to get out of here. He couldn't fight the elf. He knew the elf was Legolas's father and that he thought that Legolas was dead. This elf was a king and Harry had no intention to kill the good guys, he had to escape. He had to convince the Elvin King that he was dead. He gathered the last of his reserves; he forced his bleeding left arm up. He was already getting dizzy with the amount of blood he had lost. He pushed aside the pain and grunted in the effort it took him. He looked at the Elvin king who had a maddened expression on his face. He also noticed that the stunning spell was starting to wear off on the wizard whose legs seemed to be moving a bit, he had to do it now. He let his left hand raised towards the ground before him,

"Bomabardo", he whispered, and the ground before his exploded and the small gap in the fire was all he needed before he disappeared from the clearing. Harry just focused his mind to jump far from this place.

The next thing he knew was he hit a tree trunk as he appeared out of the thin air again, very far away from the Mirkwood forest.

"Damn!"

Thranduil rejoiced as he held the sorcerer powerless and no wear to go. With a final thrust of fire he saw the ground around the sorcerer explode out. As the air cleared he saw that a crater stood in the place where the sorcerer once stood.

He let his sword slide to the ground as he knelt down.

"I have avenged you my son. May, the Valar protect you. I am sorry I couldn't tell you how proud I am of you."

He felt a hand fall on his shoulder.

"Don't worry my friend, Legolas sure be safe with the Valar. The light of the Valar will always protect him."

"Thank you Gandalf."

"Let's find Galadriel."

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Well I hope you guys liked it. I was really thinking about how to put this fight. I didn't want to show Harry as all powerful, at the same time I didn't want to show him as weak. I hope I have achieved it. Sword fighting has not always been a thing Harry knows so I had to down play it as Thranduil is really more powerful than Harry. I am sure that you guys are all wondering why so late.

I know I know I have been trying to do the writing. I do have a lot of free time, but I have a lot on my mind, my Master Thesis is really driving me up the wall and Italy is really driving me crazy with boredom. I will try to get the next chapter up soon. I really liked all the reviews, and that is what kept reminding me that there are readers out there who like to read my story. So please keep reviewing. A few suggested an Interlude in the wizarding world, I have been thinking about it. But I still haven't figured it out. It's the details in addition to the plot that are confusing me. Well from here on, Harry Potter will go undercover, its going to be entirely a new ball game for the next few chapters.

Please do leave a review of all the mistakes and what you like and what you expect. See you guys later.