AN: I had about 5 chapters in the wait, so after this one three more. ^-^

Meeting the Order

They didn't know how long they had been searching. The building was huge. There were just too many rooms that they didn't know where to go. Eventually they found a passageway to go down and figured that the dungeons would be there. That seemed the most obvious place to place a prisoner, in Voldemort's case anyway.

"How big is this place?" asked Sirius tiredly.

"I'm not sure, but we need to find a way to the dungeons." Harry said.

Sirius noticed that Harry didn't even seem as tired as he was. There was a determination on the other boy's face.

It took them another few minutes before they found what they had been looking for. The dungeons were several floors down but, unfortunately for them, Voldemort was there too.

"What do we do now?" Sirius whispered.

"Get him away from my grandfather of course." Harry whispered back with an eye roll.

"Are you crazy? I know you're prophesized to defeat Voldemort and all that, but you don't stand a chance right now." Sirius stated worriedly. "You're just too little."

"But I have to do something. I don't want my grandfather to die." Harry said.

They couldn't say much more as their discussion was interrupted by incoming spells. Some Deatheaters skidded to a stop in the room they were now in but the two elflings hadn't been spotted, they were safely hidden in the shadows. Apparently the Order of the Phoenix, lead by Albus Dumbledore, had found Voldemort's headquarters and had been fighting the Deatheaters that were guarding the hallways.

The two elflings could see Voldemort was shocked. Apparently he hadn't expected that someone would find his hideout.

"Dumbledore!" he said angrily. "How did you get in here?"

"I don't think you left much guard back here, Tom." Dumbledore answered calmly.

"No matter, I don't have any business here anymore, anyway." Voldemort smirked.

Then, before they could do anything to stop him, he was gone. Dumbledore sighed. As soon as Voldemort was gone Harry ran to his grandfather. The Order had apparently not expected a child to be in Voldemort's lair, especially not two, as Sirius slowly followed Harry.

Sirius then looked amazed to all of their faces. They looked hilarious. Many of them had left their mouths wide open in shock, and a fair few looked like their eyes were about to fall from their heads they were open so wide. He then noticed his old friend's face. It had paled and he immediately knew that Remus knew it was him.

"Hey there, Moony! How're you doing?" Sirius said with a big smile plastered on his face.

"Hhow? Wwhat? Sssirius?" The werewolf sputtered.

"Yes, it's me. Although I changed a little." Sirius said.

"A little? You're looking like a child." Remus said, looking Sirius over. "And you have pointy ears?" He said, after he spotted the ears.

"Well, yeah. I'm an elf now and no, not a House-Elf." Sirius scolded, before Snape could say something about it. He was surprised to see the spy there, having figured that the risk to blowing his cover was too great. Although, since Voldemort had disappeared he must have figured it safe to appear from his hiding place.

In the meantime Harry was trying to wake his grandfather up, but with no success. Suddenly Harry stood in front of the Order as three sets of arrows and an axe were pointed at them.

"They're not the enemy. The enemy fled, probably to Middle-Earth." Harry explained in a rush.

"Gilmîr!" Legolas said. Then he looked stern to the little boy.

"Why did you leave the safety of Lorien?" he asked his son.

"Mirkwood got attacked by Deatheaters and Voldemort abducted daerada. I had to do something. There was no one else to warn." Harry said softly, looking at his father in defiance.

"You could have warned Lord Celeborn or you could have told Lady Galadriel." Legolas said.

"You don't understand. I didn't want to put them in any danger. You don't know the power of Voldemort. He's killed people. Hundreds of them. He hurt daerada." Harry said, tears in his eyes and pointing to his grandfather who was still unconscious.

"Ada!" Legolas yelped as he saw the state his father was in.

He immediately ran to his father's side.

"Can someone explain what is going on here, because I'm getting a little confused here?" Tonks said.

"We better organize a meeting then. We got a lot to explain." Sirius said.

"But first we need to pay a visit to the Hospital Wing, I suppose." Dumbledore said, looking to the hurt being.

Legolas looked up, a little confused.

"He means a house of healing" Harry said in Sindarin.

Legolas nodded in understanding.

Dumbledore had to explain the concept of a portkey to the elves and the dwarf, before they could go. After getting how it worked and some words not to worry from the two elflings they were on their way to the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The elves and the dwarf landed in a heap, having not expected the whole spinning. They had gotten quite dizzy and it took them awhile to get their bearings back. The others however had landed, with grace, on both feet.

"I'm not going to do that again, ever." Legolas scolded in Sindarin.

"Whatever you just said, I'm with you." Gimli said, grumbling.

"Same goes with us. That was just no fun." Elrohir agreed.

The room they had landed in was bright and there were a lot of beds. A woman immediately came to them.

"What happened?" she asked to Dumbledore.

The elves and dwarf looked confused. They hadn't understood one word of what she had said.

"She spoke English." Harry explained. "Wait a minute, if she spoke English then why did you understand Dumbledore? He couldn't have spoken Westron, because I haven't learned that language yet and I too understood him."

"There's a reason for that, Harry." Dumbledore said to him.

He received a lot of confused stares.