-Ita's Story-
Liz yawned and rubbed her eyes, but instead of seeing her four-poster bed with maroon sheets at Hogwarts, she lie in a bed with pastel green sheets illuminated by the shining sunshine coming through her windows with white-silver frame. She and Ita had been in Rivendell for at least four days now and Liz was enjoying every minute of it while Ita seemed to grown an even sourer disposition.
Liz got up and walked out to the balcony connected to her room. She loved to admire the view of the city from her window. She saw Ita's black hair among the bright city, sitting on a bench reading a book. Liz was finally fed up. How could someone be so depressed when its summer vacation?
She went back inside and changed quickly. Then angrily, she headed downstairs. When she reached him, she took his book and sat it down out of his reach
"Hey! What's the big idea?" he yelled
"I don't get it!" Liz yelled back
"Don't get what? Gimme my book" he lunged for it but Liz sat down on it.
"It's summer break and we didn't get very much homework yet and you're still all miserable and depressed and I don't get why. Get your head out of a bloody book and do something!"
"Look, you don't have any idea why I'm like this, Ok?" he shouted irately, 'and don't think its all about Saira because it isn't"
"Then tell me because I cant stand seeing you like this!" Liz could have easily found out because she was gifted in a certain kind of magic but she preferred people to tell her because she found its easier for them to deal
He opened his mouth to speak but was stopped by the sound of horns. They both looked over the edge of the place they sat and saw an elf in woodland clothing ride into the city. They glanced at each other then ran down curious to what it was about.
Lord Hathli and Elrond came to greet the young elf. Liz and Ita joined them. She sensed the elf was only a few hundred years old. He dismounted his horse then walked up to the Lords and bowed
"Vedui. I am Lenwe of the Woodland Realm of Mirkwood"
"Vedui Lenwe. What brings thee to Rivendell?" Lord Elrond asked
"I have a letter for an Eriathiel of Rivendell"
He pulled Saira's letter out of a leather pouch on his side. Liz stepped forward and he handed it to her. He eyed her curiously. She was used to it because not many elves in this age had jet-black hair as her and her father.
"Diola lle" she turned to Ita, "Its from Saira"
Ita's eyes brightened. The returned to where they had been before Lenwe arrived to read the letter. Ita noticed his book was bent and pages were ruffled
"Look what you did" he said
Liz waved her hand over it and it was fine again.
"There. That's what magic if for"
"Just open it already" Ita urged
"Patience is a virtue" she snickered. Liz tore the seal and began to read aloud until she got to the second paragraph.
"Well, what's it say?" Ita asked
"For my eyes only"
"What?"
"It's girl talk. If you'll excuse me" she said taking the letter to her room to finish reading it
"Oh. My. God," was her first reaction to reading the next few lines. Instantly she grabbed some parchment to write a return letter 'Dear Saira,
We really miss you too but OH MY GOD. That's unbelievable and fills me with a slight envy. Ok, in three weeks, my father is making a political endeavor to Lorien and he says I can tag along and we can stop at Mirkwood and I can stay the rest of the summer if I like. And when I get there, I can't stress this enough, DETAILS. I want to know everything that happened leading up and everything that happened after. Well, I'm going to catch Lenwe before he leaves
Namaarie
Liz'
She folded the letter and sealed it. She caught Lenwe and watched him ride off with her letter. She went back to her room and decided to read the letter she'd gotten from Voron. He'd told her not to open it right away but she thought she'd waited long enough. She went to her desk where she'd been keeping it and opened it: 'Dear my sweet Elizabeth,
By the time you read this, my heart will be aching to se your beautiful face and my lips to kiss yours. I hope you feel the same. I shall miss you even more deeply now that the tournament has ended and I must return to Durmstrang. I wish there was a way to see you despite that. I hope to venture to Middle-Earth this summer. Please send me a letter revealing your whereabouts. I long for nothing more than to see you
-Voronwer'
'Amazing' she thought to herself. She began to write him back when she heard Ita's voice behind her.
"I heard that you and your father are traveling to Mirkwood in three weeks. Is that true?"
"Partially. I am going to Mirkwood on his way to Lorien. Why?"
"Well, I want to come"
"Do you actually think I'm going to leave you here? C'mon you should know me better than that. So are you going to tell me what's wrong?"
"You're not going to leave me alone until I tell you, are you? Anyway, you already know. You always seem to and I've never figured out how"
Liz smiled, "It's what I do and I do it well. Now spill"
"Ugh" He sat down on her unmade bed, "Well, mainly its because I have a serious resentment toward my dad"
"And why is that?"
"I really don't want to tell you. It's weird"
"Do I really have to get it out of you a different way?" Liz said slyly
"Alright, alright. After my mum died, my father, being a Sun Champion, was always gone and hardly acknowledged he had a son anymore. I've been moving from city to city ever since. I haven't seen him in nearly 3 years."
"No offense, but is that it?" Liz said
"What do you mean, 'is that it?'" Ita said shocked and angered by her response
"What I mean is, you cant sit around and feel sorry for yourself"
"Yes, because that makes me feel so much better" He got up and headed for the door.
"If you really think you have it bad, think about Harry and Saira!"
Ita stopped, "what are you talking about?"
"What? You mean you dot know about either of them?" Liz said sarcastically.
"Everyone knows about Harry but what do you know about Saira?"
"Saira's parents are dead, her brother is fighting evil and has been in near death experiences scaring the hell out of her and last but certainly not least, she has a burden put upon her that she doesn't even want to do. Do you still think you got it bad?" Liz said all this very fast and ended feeling slightly angered, "You need to get over it and realize that the world sucks, but its not the end of the world. I understand perfectly well that you feel bad about your dad but you cant let it ruin your life"
Ita was at a loss for words. Saira had never told him any of that, but then again, he'd never asked
"How--?"
"Need you ask? Saira and I are best friends" Liz said, "and Ita, I know how you feel about your mother too"
"How?"
"Did you notice I didn't introduce you to any Lady Malephelion?"
"I was curious but you didn't say anything"
Liz turned around and Ita knew she probably was hiding tears. He started to say something but decided against it. He went back to his room and plopped onto the bed feeling quite stupid. He began thinking. In al truth he didn't have it that bad. And for the first time ever since he arrived, Ita opened the window letting the light shine into his dark room.
Liz yawned and rubbed her eyes, but instead of seeing her four-poster bed with maroon sheets at Hogwarts, she lie in a bed with pastel green sheets illuminated by the shining sunshine coming through her windows with white-silver frame. She and Ita had been in Rivendell for at least four days now and Liz was enjoying every minute of it while Ita seemed to grown an even sourer disposition.
Liz got up and walked out to the balcony connected to her room. She loved to admire the view of the city from her window. She saw Ita's black hair among the bright city, sitting on a bench reading a book. Liz was finally fed up. How could someone be so depressed when its summer vacation?
She went back inside and changed quickly. Then angrily, she headed downstairs. When she reached him, she took his book and sat it down out of his reach
"Hey! What's the big idea?" he yelled
"I don't get it!" Liz yelled back
"Don't get what? Gimme my book" he lunged for it but Liz sat down on it.
"It's summer break and we didn't get very much homework yet and you're still all miserable and depressed and I don't get why. Get your head out of a bloody book and do something!"
"Look, you don't have any idea why I'm like this, Ok?" he shouted irately, 'and don't think its all about Saira because it isn't"
"Then tell me because I cant stand seeing you like this!" Liz could have easily found out because she was gifted in a certain kind of magic but she preferred people to tell her because she found its easier for them to deal
He opened his mouth to speak but was stopped by the sound of horns. They both looked over the edge of the place they sat and saw an elf in woodland clothing ride into the city. They glanced at each other then ran down curious to what it was about.
Lord Hathli and Elrond came to greet the young elf. Liz and Ita joined them. She sensed the elf was only a few hundred years old. He dismounted his horse then walked up to the Lords and bowed
"Vedui. I am Lenwe of the Woodland Realm of Mirkwood"
"Vedui Lenwe. What brings thee to Rivendell?" Lord Elrond asked
"I have a letter for an Eriathiel of Rivendell"
He pulled Saira's letter out of a leather pouch on his side. Liz stepped forward and he handed it to her. He eyed her curiously. She was used to it because not many elves in this age had jet-black hair as her and her father.
"Diola lle" she turned to Ita, "Its from Saira"
Ita's eyes brightened. The returned to where they had been before Lenwe arrived to read the letter. Ita noticed his book was bent and pages were ruffled
"Look what you did" he said
Liz waved her hand over it and it was fine again.
"There. That's what magic if for"
"Just open it already" Ita urged
"Patience is a virtue" she snickered. Liz tore the seal and began to read aloud until she got to the second paragraph.
"Well, what's it say?" Ita asked
"For my eyes only"
"What?"
"It's girl talk. If you'll excuse me" she said taking the letter to her room to finish reading it
"Oh. My. God," was her first reaction to reading the next few lines. Instantly she grabbed some parchment to write a return letter 'Dear Saira,
We really miss you too but OH MY GOD. That's unbelievable and fills me with a slight envy. Ok, in three weeks, my father is making a political endeavor to Lorien and he says I can tag along and we can stop at Mirkwood and I can stay the rest of the summer if I like. And when I get there, I can't stress this enough, DETAILS. I want to know everything that happened leading up and everything that happened after. Well, I'm going to catch Lenwe before he leaves
Namaarie
Liz'
She folded the letter and sealed it. She caught Lenwe and watched him ride off with her letter. She went back to her room and decided to read the letter she'd gotten from Voron. He'd told her not to open it right away but she thought she'd waited long enough. She went to her desk where she'd been keeping it and opened it: 'Dear my sweet Elizabeth,
By the time you read this, my heart will be aching to se your beautiful face and my lips to kiss yours. I hope you feel the same. I shall miss you even more deeply now that the tournament has ended and I must return to Durmstrang. I wish there was a way to see you despite that. I hope to venture to Middle-Earth this summer. Please send me a letter revealing your whereabouts. I long for nothing more than to see you
-Voronwer'
'Amazing' she thought to herself. She began to write him back when she heard Ita's voice behind her.
"I heard that you and your father are traveling to Mirkwood in three weeks. Is that true?"
"Partially. I am going to Mirkwood on his way to Lorien. Why?"
"Well, I want to come"
"Do you actually think I'm going to leave you here? C'mon you should know me better than that. So are you going to tell me what's wrong?"
"You're not going to leave me alone until I tell you, are you? Anyway, you already know. You always seem to and I've never figured out how"
Liz smiled, "It's what I do and I do it well. Now spill"
"Ugh" He sat down on her unmade bed, "Well, mainly its because I have a serious resentment toward my dad"
"And why is that?"
"I really don't want to tell you. It's weird"
"Do I really have to get it out of you a different way?" Liz said slyly
"Alright, alright. After my mum died, my father, being a Sun Champion, was always gone and hardly acknowledged he had a son anymore. I've been moving from city to city ever since. I haven't seen him in nearly 3 years."
"No offense, but is that it?" Liz said
"What do you mean, 'is that it?'" Ita said shocked and angered by her response
"What I mean is, you cant sit around and feel sorry for yourself"
"Yes, because that makes me feel so much better" He got up and headed for the door.
"If you really think you have it bad, think about Harry and Saira!"
Ita stopped, "what are you talking about?"
"What? You mean you dot know about either of them?" Liz said sarcastically.
"Everyone knows about Harry but what do you know about Saira?"
"Saira's parents are dead, her brother is fighting evil and has been in near death experiences scaring the hell out of her and last but certainly not least, she has a burden put upon her that she doesn't even want to do. Do you still think you got it bad?" Liz said all this very fast and ended feeling slightly angered, "You need to get over it and realize that the world sucks, but its not the end of the world. I understand perfectly well that you feel bad about your dad but you cant let it ruin your life"
Ita was at a loss for words. Saira had never told him any of that, but then again, he'd never asked
"How--?"
"Need you ask? Saira and I are best friends" Liz said, "and Ita, I know how you feel about your mother too"
"How?"
"Did you notice I didn't introduce you to any Lady Malephelion?"
"I was curious but you didn't say anything"
Liz turned around and Ita knew she probably was hiding tears. He started to say something but decided against it. He went back to his room and plopped onto the bed feeling quite stupid. He began thinking. In al truth he didn't have it that bad. And for the first time ever since he arrived, Ita opened the window letting the light shine into his dark room.