A/N: Hey, my friends, here we are again :) Gandalf's back, bringing new faith to the Four Hunters, but Rey's visions continue and the effects start to show. But a certain someone is by her side.

Gotta Dance 88- Thank you very, very much for your kind words, my friend :) I am so glad you think that and I hope you'll enjoy the new chapter too

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Harry Potter or LOTR

We rode all day long, across valleys and fields, under the sun and with the breeze humming in my ears. I was still worried for Merry and Pippin, but Gandalf's return and his words that our two small friends would be fine had worked as balsam. Surely Gandalf knew what he was saying and, anyway, Merry and Pippin were very brave and smart and could handle every situation. And so I tried to relax and threw a secret glance towards Shadowfax, unable to draw my eyes from him. He was totally worthy to belong to the Mearas, because, although Hasufel, Arod and Thorion were beautiful as well, Shadowfax was also noble, lord-like and the sight of him galloping was vanishing all burdens of the heart.

When night fell, we decided to rest and I lit a campfire with my wand. As we sat around it, letting the horses free to feed on the fresh grass, Gandalf wanted to know everything about the nature of my witchcraft, especially about my wand.

'The magical children get their own wand at the age of eleven, before they start school' I explained. 'There is a special place in a secret alley, which is called Diagon Alley, and it sells wands. According to the owner of the shop, a wandmaker named Ollivander, the wand chooses the wizard'

'The wand chooses the wizard?' Aragorn repeated, while Gandalf was smiling knowingly. 'These words sound wise and beautiful, although I have to admit that I do not understand what they mean'

'The wand has to suit to the witch or the wizard's personality' I willingly answered. 'It is like the Sorting Ceremony, the process of which you have already heard. The wizard tries various wands, until he is chosen by the right one. The wood the wand is made of, as well as the special core it has, play a very important role'

'The wand has to be a part of you' Gandalf spoke. 'Only that way it can fully obey you'

'Exactly' I nodded. 'To give you an example, my wand is made by maple wood. Ollivander told me that this kind of wood suits to travelers and explorers. The change of scenery and fresh challenges give flame to it and it can perform magic better'

'Then it is the perfect wand for you, considering the fact that you were fighting in both worlds, both the wizarding one and Middle Earth, and the fact that you are travelling as well' Legolas commented and I smiled at him, although I avoided to answer.

'The core of my wand is a hair of unicorn hair, which makes the wand very loyal to its owner' I continued. 'Before it chose me, I had five wands and you do not want to know what destructions it caused to the shop'

Everyone laughed at that last comment and we fell in a peaceful silence, interrupted only by the sparks the fire was producing and, a few minutes later, Gimli laid down, satisfied that, now we had Gandalf with us, he would finally enjoy a good night's sleep. The rest of us remained silent, lost inside our own thoughts. Gandalf stood up and walked away from the fire, looking in the East. Aragorn, after bidding Legolas and me goodnight, went to him and they started talking in hushed voices. I took a deep breath, feeling the exhaustion from the past days leaving my body, and then I remembered something.

'Legolas?' I started hesitantly. 'May I ask you a question?'

'Certainly, Audrey' he smiled at me. 'What is it you wish to know?'

'When we were hiding from Eomer and his men, before speaking to them, you told me to not be afraid…And then you mentioned a word in Elvish'

'Aye' he confirmed. 'I called you "arwenamin"'

'Ar…wen…amin?' I repeated and, when he nodded, I was so happy that I had said it correctly. It sounded so lovely and, oh, how much I wished to speak Elvish fluently. 'Well…I would like to know what it means'

'It is the Elvish address for "my lady", with the difference that it is not always used' he told me and smiled wider. 'It is only used if the one who speaks feels familiar with the woman he addresses'

To say that I felt awkward at this statement would be an understatement. I shuddered, as if I was cold, and I was sure I blushed like a Quaffle. "Familiar"? He hardly knew me, only a month, when I first met him I lied to him, I was still keeping secrets from him and he felt familiar with me? The weirdest part, though, was that I could feel a grin spreading across my face and I slapped myself mentally. Great, the only thing I needed now was to show that I was actually flattered by Legolas's explanation.

'Come on, it's absolutely normal to feel flattered by a compliment. He didn't insult you' Cedric told me and his voice in my head was more than amused.

'Shut up'

'Well…Thank you, I suppose' I answered and groaned inwardly. What rubbish was I saying? 'Although, I find it odd that you are familiar with me, I mean, you do not know me that well'

'Allow me to say that you are wrong in this aspect, Audrey' he smirked. 'How well you know someone does not always depend on time, but on the things you live together. We were having conversations from the moment I met you in Lorien and now we are fighting for the same purpose and are members of the Fellowship of the Ring'

'Yes, you are right' I sighed and, suddenly, an idea came up in my mind. 'What is the Elvish word for "my lord", in case you feel familiar with a man?'

He wasn't expecting that, I could see it in his expression, although he didn't seem that my question had annoyed him.

'It is "heruamin"' he said and I noted the word in my head. 'Or you could use the phrase "mellon nin", which means my friend'

'"Mellon nin" sounds wonderful' I smiled, but, before I could say something more, I left out a loud yawn.

'You are tired' Legolas's smile disappeared and he took a strict expression. 'Get some rest, you deserve it'

'Your wish is my command' I scoffed as I was lying down and covered myself with my cloak. 'Thank you for the Elvish lesson, it was really interesting'

'It was a pleasure' he assured me. 'Have a good night'

'Goodnight, Legolas'

I knew it. From the moment I saw Fred, I had the feeling that they would come sooner or later. I had thought I was prepared, but seeing them, after a whole year, was too much and the first tears appeared in my eyes. There they were, the three of them, so close and so far away at the same time. My parents and my sister, all of them smiling widely, happy to see me, while I was going through a circle of various emotions: guilt, pain, happiness.

Shirley ran towards me and wrapped her arms around me, shrieking in happiness. She was as I remembered, with her angelic appearance, the strawberry blonde hair, the green eyes, the same with mine, and the dimples on her cheeks. The tears started running down, but I quickly wiped them away and smiled to my family, not wanting to destroy the moment.

'Audrey, my darling!' my mother exclaimed and, after Shirley pulled back, it was her turn to hug me. 'My daughter…My girl'

Her hug was the same, warm and comforting, and I remembered how I used to cuddle in her arms when I was a child, listening to her stories about Hogwarts or to the songs she was singing. I hugged her back, wanting to become that child again and forget the wars for now.

'Look at you' she smiled at me as she was caressing my hair. 'You have grown up. And you are a very pretty young woman now. An adult'

She was speaking happily, with my dad and my sis having the same happiness, but I could sense the pain coming from their side. Pain that I had died too, that I had no chance to live the life I had dreamed, a life with someone who would love me, a family, and a job as an Auror.

'I am so sorry' I whispered. 'I am so sorry for everything. For that night a year ago…For being so stupid to get myself killed…'

'Oh, Audrey' my mother hugged me again. 'Don't speak like that. What happened on that summer night wasn't your fault…You couldn't know. Please, don't have qualms. You are too young to have such burdens'

'Your mother is right' my father agreed. 'And you were not stupid. You were fighting so bravely during the battle, so fiercely. Alas, the circumstances are not always in our hands, but now you have a second chance and you should live it with all your senses'

'Yes, Rey, you're a warrior!' Shirley jumped up and down, clapping in her hands, totally carefree. 'You are still alive and you will beat the living daylights out of these monsters in this new world!'

'Shirley!' Mom scolded her, shaking her head because of the language my little sister used, although I couldn't prevent my laughter.

'Don't be sad, Audrey' my father took my hands in his. 'Life is very short to be wasted in mourning and grieving. Live every moment and smile when you remember us, don't cry'

'We will always love you and be by your side' my mother promised. 'Death can not change what you feel in your heart and, even if we are not physically with you, we are emotionally and mentally. Never forget that, my darling'

'You must be happy' Shirley had lost her smile too. 'You deserve to be happy, sis. You deserve to see your dreams coming true. Do you promise me that you will fulfill your dreams?'

'I promise, Shirley'

Then, suddenly, a warm breeze started blowing and I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, they were gone'

'No! NO!'

'Audrey? Audrey, wake up!'

'I could hear her screams in my sleep! What is wrong with her?'

'Audrey, calm down. It is only a dream, calm down'

Distant voices…Familiar voices waking me up. I rose abruptly, my face wet from the tears and my breath being difficult from my new vision. My family…It felt so real, my mother and my sister hugging me, my father consoling me…We were such a happy family, but it all ended in the worst way, within minutes. I continued sobbing, ignoring the hand caressing my back, not looking at my companions, although I could hear what they were saying.

'What happened to her?' Gimli wanted to know. 'I was sleeping and I heard her yelling. I thought we were under attack!'

'Memories are something strange, my dear friend' Gandalf told him. 'They can affect you in mysterious ways and it is not the same to all of us'

'It is not the first time she wakes up from a nightmare, although tonight she reacted much worse than the previous time' Legolas revealed and I wanted to hit him for saying it. 'Please, go back to sleep, I will stay with her'

He exchanged a few words in Elvish with Aragorn and, after some minutes of arguing, the air around me filled with snores again. Legolas continued caressing my back and my breath became calm again, although the pain didn't leave.

'Leave me alone' I begged him. 'I am fine'

'Allow me to disagree' he said and it was the first time he was sounding so strict and angry. 'If you scream in your sleep as if someone is torturing you and then wake up crying, you are most certainly not fine'

'Which part from "Leave me alone" didn't you understand?' I snapped furiously, his kindness making it only worse, because I still couldn't say what had caused my screams.

'The part about why I should leave you alone, although you are suffering' he replied.

'Do what you want' I sighed defeated. 'But don't expect me to tell you anything'

'I would never ask this from you. I promised I would not pressure you to say anything, but I can not leave you'

I didn't say anything and, for a few minutes, we stayed silent, with Legolas caressing my back and my hair. I heard him lying down, but before I could sigh with relief that I was finally alone with my thoughts, I felt him pulling me down with him, so that my head was on his chest, his left arm wrapped around me. I was so shocked, that he should consider himself lucky I didn't hit him with my Stunning Spell.

'Legolas…What in Helga Hufflepuff's name do you think you are doing?'

'Well, what does it seem to you?' Cedric wondered ironically.

'Stop it'

'It is not my intention to kill you' he whispered, chuckling because of my confusion, and his gentle voice in my ear sent another wave of shudder through my body. 'But you need comfort and company in the state you are now. You know I would never hurt you. Trust me, Audrey. Take deep breaths, close your eyes, and calm down'

I did what he told me to do. I took a few deep breaths, listening to his heartbeat right under my head. The arm that was hugging me caressed mine in soft moves, transferring its warmth to me, while, occasionally, his hand was going to my hair. It was so smoothing, so consoling, that I teared up again, only, this time, it was of gratitude.

'Av-'osto, Audrey, av-'osto, arwenamin. Posto vae'

Except the word "arwenamin" (and my own name, of course), I didn't understand what he was saying. Yet, the way he was saying it, combined with the comforting movements, convinced me that they were words of comfort. With his voice in my ears, I started drifting away and cuddled in his chest more, feeling as if I had never seen that dream.

'Abarad, Audrey' was the last thing I heard before falling into a deep and dreamless sleep.

Elvish words and phrases used:

Av-'osto: Do not be afraid

Posto vae: Rest well

Abarad: Until tomorrow

A/N: Okay, guys, that was it :) Hope you enjoyed it. Please, review, it gives me courage to continue :D