Disclaimer: I own nothing
Chapter 17 My Party
Hours had passed since we came back and we were all once again dressed up and on our way to the dining hall. I was excited to finally see every one once again. I hadn't seen some of them in over a century. I could barely keep myself from running to greet them.
"Happy to see them aren't you?" Oliver asked chuckled.
"You have no idea." I walked a little faster.
"Slow down there woman! You're going to wear us out before we even get there!" George teased.
"Sorry, I can't help it!" I giggled.
"Fine then. Be that way." Fred stuck his tongue out childishly.
"Fine I will." I joked.
"And here she is now." I heard my grandfather announce, followed by wild clapping and cheers.
"Hi!" I went to say hello to every person. I dragged Oliver along with me.
"Tanrothien, why child it's been far too long since we've seen you." Lord Celeborn of the Lothlorien gave her a small hug. He's a tall elf with blond hair and blue eyes and is very proud of all his family.
"You must come to see us sometime. We've missed you so much my great grandchild. Your grandmother would be so proud to see you." Galadriel, Lady of the Lorien embraced me. She is a beautiful woman. Not only on the outside, but on the inside as well.
"Thank you. I've missed you too. There's someone I'd like you to meet. This is Oliver Wood. He's my boyfriend." I introduced them.
"Oliver, these are my great grandparents Galadriel and Celeborn." I smiled at him knowing he was fully enjoying this.
"It's an honor to meet you." Oliver shook their hands awe struck.
"It's quite a pleasure to meet you too." Galadriel smiled at me approvingly.
"I have to go say hi to the others. I'll see you later ok." I pulled Oliver to the next group of people.
"King Thranduil, it's nice to see you." I bowed.
"Oh there's no need to bow young lady. It's great to see you again. How's school?" Thranduil asked. Thranduil is Legolas' father and is a good man. He does what is right for his people. One of my father's greatest friends.
"It's the most wonderful place I've ever been. It's where I met my boyfriend. King Thranduil, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend Oliver Wood. Oliver, this is King Thranduil of Mirkwood. He was like an uncle and a father for me while I was there." I explained.
"It's a pleasure to meet you young man. A fine girl you've got here. The finest you'll ever find." Thranduil complimented.
"That she is." Oliver squeezed my hand.
"Please, stop before I get all red. I'll see you later Thranduil." I waved.
"Are you having fun Oliver?" I kissed his cheek.
"More then you'll ever know. I wanted so badly for them to be real and to meet them when I read the books seven years ago. Now my dreams are coming true. Thank you love.' Oliver kissed my cheek.
"No, thank you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you Oliver." I said as we walked through the crowd.
"I love you Darlene." He replied.
"You two are simply precious." Lady Arwen cooed as we approached her. Both Oliver and I were turning red.
"Arwen, you're embarrassing them." Aragorn laughed.
"It's ok. Hello Lady Arwen, King Aragorn." I smiled.
"It's wonderful to see you again. We haven't seen you in six years." Arwen sighed.
"I'd like you both to meet my boyfriend Oliver Wood." I looked at him proudly as always.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Oliver. Novelle has told us about you. You're the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team aren't you?" Aragorn asked.
"Yes I am." Oliver and Aragorn started to talk about Quidditch.
"He's cute. How long have you been together?" Arwen asked.
"Well, we've been friends for five years, but we've dated for four months tomorrow." I answered.
"Oh my! Is that what I think it is?" Arwen grabbed my hand and looked at my finger.
"Yes, but not everyone knows it. I plan to announce it at dinner." I smiled happily.
"Wow, that's great. Congratulations." Arwen giggled.
"Arwen, I have something to tell you. It's very important. Can I talk to you outside?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure. Guys, we'll be back in a minute." Arwen told the boys whom barley nodded to show that they heard us.
We went onto the balcony outside. I wanted to tell the world what I was about to tell her. It was scary though. What if she didn't react well?
"I don't mean to make you sad, but you know that we only have a few precious years before they die." I started.
"I know. I wish that there was something we could do to change it." Arwen sighed.
"What if I told you that I found a way?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Arwen anxiously asked.
"I came up with a potion to make mortals immortal. They won't age, but I don't know if they can die the way we do or it stays the same. I can fix all that later, but I have a cure. Sort of." I smiled.
"Since when? Do the others know?" Arwen asked.
"No. Oliver's the only other person. I plan to tell Elrond and the people I give it to. No one else needs to know. Otherwise everyone else will want it, and wars could be started. I'm the only one with the recipe. Now, I am offering you this vile of the potion. Do you want it?" I asked, holding out a blue vile.
"Yes. Please. How did you come up with this?" Arwen asked.
"I took some of the plants from the garden and mixed it with plants and spices from the other world and added a few spells. I know it works because I tested it on a special plant I created. If the potion worked it would flourish. If it didn't then the plant would wilt before my eyes. It worked and it is perfectly safe. I'm giving Oliver some in a few years." I explained.
"Thank you. Now we should head back. Everyone else is calling for dinner." Arwen quickly hugged me and pulled me inside.
"Nice to see you join us. Now before we start dinner, does anyone have anything they want to say?" Elrond smiled at me. I stood up and pulled Oliver up with me.
"As most of you know, Oliver and I have been dating for a while now, and last night, he proposed to me, and I accepted. We're engaged now." I announced, followed by a gasp from everyone.
"That's wonderful dear! When's the wedding?" Galadriel asked.
"We haven't decided on a date yet. We probably have to wait until we graduate. That's in less then two years, it will come soon enough." I smiled.
"So, do you have any places in mind? We would be more then willing to hold it in the Lorien." Celeborn informed us.
"I don't know yet. You'll find out when the time comes. We just want to enjoy the rest of school first." I timidly admitted and sat back down.
Dinner passed by quick enough and we all were going to the garden. Elrond hadn't told us why, but I trusted him.
"First of all I would like to thank you all for coming. I know it means a lot to Tanrothien. Second of all, I know you are all wondering why we are all out here and not in there. It is because Gandalf has prepared quite a show for us. Please give him a round of applause." Elrond clapped, as did every one else.
"I'm not one for long boring speeches, so on with the show." Gandalf hopped off the stage, with four people in black robes following close behind him. I wondered what that was about, but ignored it and turned my attention to Oli.
"Hello nin callon. How ya doing?" I asked.
"Fine. You?" He sat down on a bench and pulled me onto his lap.
"Wonderful. I want this night to last forever. I'm with my friends and family and most important, you. The only thing missing is my parents." I grumbled the last sentence.
"I'm sure they're here somewhere." Oliver tried to cheer me up.
"I hope so. I want them to meet you. I want the entire world to know I love you. If I can't have that, then I want everyone in my little world to know it." I kissed his forehead.
"Is that them?" He asked.
"Who?" I spun to see my parents watching me with warm smiles.
"Mom! Daddy!" I raced over to them, pulling Oliver with me.
"Tanrothien, we missed you dear." Dad smiled.
"I missed you too." I sighed happily.
"Elrond told us the news. Congratulations!" My dad said, and for some reason it didn't surprise me.
"Thank you daddy. I know you already know who he is, but I'd like you to meet Oliver Wood." I held his left arm proudly.
"It's nice to meet you Oliver. I'm Elladan. This is my wife Melefficent." Dad held out his hand.
"Love, we want you to know you have our blessing, and we wish you the best of luck, but we can't stay." My mother held my hand and squeezed it before turning away.
"Wait! Where are you going?" I asked worriedly.
"The son of Saruman is after us and Middle Earth. He is coming this way; he will follow us until he finds us. We need to lure him away from Rivendell, and into Mordor. There the orcs and urk hai will take care of him." My mother explained in a hushed voice.
"Are you mad? You'll get killed! I demand you to stay!" I demanded.
"Honey, do you wish everyone here to die?" My father softly asked.
"No, but you can't leave me. Please don't leave me." I pleaded feeling a tear fall down my face.
"Honey, you have Oliver now. Everyone here can and will protect you. We love you sweetie. Oliver, please take care of our little girl." My mother sighed looking at Oliver.
"I will. I promise." Oliver vowed.
"Here, look, don't worry about us. We'll write to you. You however can't write back because we'll be on the run, but we'll try to come home before your wedding." My father hugged me and handed me a key and a note.
"Goodbye Tanrothien." They waved and disappeared through the crowd. I watched them until they were gone and took Oliver to Elrond's council room. I knew he would be there waiting for me.
"Come children." Elrond directed us towards two empty seats. I looked around and noticed, Galadriel, Celeborn, Thranduil, Legolas, Arwen, Aragorn, Merry, Pippen, Frodo, Sam, Gimli, Bilbo, Gandalf, and Dumbledore were all here too.
"Why?" I asked tears streaming down my face so I could barely see.
"They were chosen by Saruman II. They chose to do this. We had no say in this child. I'm sorry it has to be like this." Elrond sighed trying to keep control of his emotions.
"What about me? What? Am I supposed to go without parents the rest of my life? I'm only 2,000!" I yelled.
"We are all here for you. Besides there are no guarantees that they will die." Legolas tried to help, but I really didn't care.
"Tell me, someone, what are their chances of survival on a scale of one to one hundred?" I snapped angrily.
"Less then two." Elrond answered.
"How long have you all known about this?" I hissed.
"We just found out about half an hour ago." Galadriel Sighed.
"I don't want to discuss this any further tonight!" Stood up and headed to the door.
"We switched your room. You will be staying in the first room to the right on the top floor. It'll be just you and Oliver." Elrond informed me as I slammed the door.
Chapter 17 My Party
Hours had passed since we came back and we were all once again dressed up and on our way to the dining hall. I was excited to finally see every one once again. I hadn't seen some of them in over a century. I could barely keep myself from running to greet them.
"Happy to see them aren't you?" Oliver asked chuckled.
"You have no idea." I walked a little faster.
"Slow down there woman! You're going to wear us out before we even get there!" George teased.
"Sorry, I can't help it!" I giggled.
"Fine then. Be that way." Fred stuck his tongue out childishly.
"Fine I will." I joked.
"And here she is now." I heard my grandfather announce, followed by wild clapping and cheers.
"Hi!" I went to say hello to every person. I dragged Oliver along with me.
"Tanrothien, why child it's been far too long since we've seen you." Lord Celeborn of the Lothlorien gave her a small hug. He's a tall elf with blond hair and blue eyes and is very proud of all his family.
"You must come to see us sometime. We've missed you so much my great grandchild. Your grandmother would be so proud to see you." Galadriel, Lady of the Lorien embraced me. She is a beautiful woman. Not only on the outside, but on the inside as well.
"Thank you. I've missed you too. There's someone I'd like you to meet. This is Oliver Wood. He's my boyfriend." I introduced them.
"Oliver, these are my great grandparents Galadriel and Celeborn." I smiled at him knowing he was fully enjoying this.
"It's an honor to meet you." Oliver shook their hands awe struck.
"It's quite a pleasure to meet you too." Galadriel smiled at me approvingly.
"I have to go say hi to the others. I'll see you later ok." I pulled Oliver to the next group of people.
"King Thranduil, it's nice to see you." I bowed.
"Oh there's no need to bow young lady. It's great to see you again. How's school?" Thranduil asked. Thranduil is Legolas' father and is a good man. He does what is right for his people. One of my father's greatest friends.
"It's the most wonderful place I've ever been. It's where I met my boyfriend. King Thranduil, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend Oliver Wood. Oliver, this is King Thranduil of Mirkwood. He was like an uncle and a father for me while I was there." I explained.
"It's a pleasure to meet you young man. A fine girl you've got here. The finest you'll ever find." Thranduil complimented.
"That she is." Oliver squeezed my hand.
"Please, stop before I get all red. I'll see you later Thranduil." I waved.
"Are you having fun Oliver?" I kissed his cheek.
"More then you'll ever know. I wanted so badly for them to be real and to meet them when I read the books seven years ago. Now my dreams are coming true. Thank you love.' Oliver kissed my cheek.
"No, thank you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you Oliver." I said as we walked through the crowd.
"I love you Darlene." He replied.
"You two are simply precious." Lady Arwen cooed as we approached her. Both Oliver and I were turning red.
"Arwen, you're embarrassing them." Aragorn laughed.
"It's ok. Hello Lady Arwen, King Aragorn." I smiled.
"It's wonderful to see you again. We haven't seen you in six years." Arwen sighed.
"I'd like you both to meet my boyfriend Oliver Wood." I looked at him proudly as always.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Oliver. Novelle has told us about you. You're the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team aren't you?" Aragorn asked.
"Yes I am." Oliver and Aragorn started to talk about Quidditch.
"He's cute. How long have you been together?" Arwen asked.
"Well, we've been friends for five years, but we've dated for four months tomorrow." I answered.
"Oh my! Is that what I think it is?" Arwen grabbed my hand and looked at my finger.
"Yes, but not everyone knows it. I plan to announce it at dinner." I smiled happily.
"Wow, that's great. Congratulations." Arwen giggled.
"Arwen, I have something to tell you. It's very important. Can I talk to you outside?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure. Guys, we'll be back in a minute." Arwen told the boys whom barley nodded to show that they heard us.
We went onto the balcony outside. I wanted to tell the world what I was about to tell her. It was scary though. What if she didn't react well?
"I don't mean to make you sad, but you know that we only have a few precious years before they die." I started.
"I know. I wish that there was something we could do to change it." Arwen sighed.
"What if I told you that I found a way?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Arwen anxiously asked.
"I came up with a potion to make mortals immortal. They won't age, but I don't know if they can die the way we do or it stays the same. I can fix all that later, but I have a cure. Sort of." I smiled.
"Since when? Do the others know?" Arwen asked.
"No. Oliver's the only other person. I plan to tell Elrond and the people I give it to. No one else needs to know. Otherwise everyone else will want it, and wars could be started. I'm the only one with the recipe. Now, I am offering you this vile of the potion. Do you want it?" I asked, holding out a blue vile.
"Yes. Please. How did you come up with this?" Arwen asked.
"I took some of the plants from the garden and mixed it with plants and spices from the other world and added a few spells. I know it works because I tested it on a special plant I created. If the potion worked it would flourish. If it didn't then the plant would wilt before my eyes. It worked and it is perfectly safe. I'm giving Oliver some in a few years." I explained.
"Thank you. Now we should head back. Everyone else is calling for dinner." Arwen quickly hugged me and pulled me inside.
"Nice to see you join us. Now before we start dinner, does anyone have anything they want to say?" Elrond smiled at me. I stood up and pulled Oliver up with me.
"As most of you know, Oliver and I have been dating for a while now, and last night, he proposed to me, and I accepted. We're engaged now." I announced, followed by a gasp from everyone.
"That's wonderful dear! When's the wedding?" Galadriel asked.
"We haven't decided on a date yet. We probably have to wait until we graduate. That's in less then two years, it will come soon enough." I smiled.
"So, do you have any places in mind? We would be more then willing to hold it in the Lorien." Celeborn informed us.
"I don't know yet. You'll find out when the time comes. We just want to enjoy the rest of school first." I timidly admitted and sat back down.
Dinner passed by quick enough and we all were going to the garden. Elrond hadn't told us why, but I trusted him.
"First of all I would like to thank you all for coming. I know it means a lot to Tanrothien. Second of all, I know you are all wondering why we are all out here and not in there. It is because Gandalf has prepared quite a show for us. Please give him a round of applause." Elrond clapped, as did every one else.
"I'm not one for long boring speeches, so on with the show." Gandalf hopped off the stage, with four people in black robes following close behind him. I wondered what that was about, but ignored it and turned my attention to Oli.
"Hello nin callon. How ya doing?" I asked.
"Fine. You?" He sat down on a bench and pulled me onto his lap.
"Wonderful. I want this night to last forever. I'm with my friends and family and most important, you. The only thing missing is my parents." I grumbled the last sentence.
"I'm sure they're here somewhere." Oliver tried to cheer me up.
"I hope so. I want them to meet you. I want the entire world to know I love you. If I can't have that, then I want everyone in my little world to know it." I kissed his forehead.
"Is that them?" He asked.
"Who?" I spun to see my parents watching me with warm smiles.
"Mom! Daddy!" I raced over to them, pulling Oliver with me.
"Tanrothien, we missed you dear." Dad smiled.
"I missed you too." I sighed happily.
"Elrond told us the news. Congratulations!" My dad said, and for some reason it didn't surprise me.
"Thank you daddy. I know you already know who he is, but I'd like you to meet Oliver Wood." I held his left arm proudly.
"It's nice to meet you Oliver. I'm Elladan. This is my wife Melefficent." Dad held out his hand.
"Love, we want you to know you have our blessing, and we wish you the best of luck, but we can't stay." My mother held my hand and squeezed it before turning away.
"Wait! Where are you going?" I asked worriedly.
"The son of Saruman is after us and Middle Earth. He is coming this way; he will follow us until he finds us. We need to lure him away from Rivendell, and into Mordor. There the orcs and urk hai will take care of him." My mother explained in a hushed voice.
"Are you mad? You'll get killed! I demand you to stay!" I demanded.
"Honey, do you wish everyone here to die?" My father softly asked.
"No, but you can't leave me. Please don't leave me." I pleaded feeling a tear fall down my face.
"Honey, you have Oliver now. Everyone here can and will protect you. We love you sweetie. Oliver, please take care of our little girl." My mother sighed looking at Oliver.
"I will. I promise." Oliver vowed.
"Here, look, don't worry about us. We'll write to you. You however can't write back because we'll be on the run, but we'll try to come home before your wedding." My father hugged me and handed me a key and a note.
"Goodbye Tanrothien." They waved and disappeared through the crowd. I watched them until they were gone and took Oliver to Elrond's council room. I knew he would be there waiting for me.
"Come children." Elrond directed us towards two empty seats. I looked around and noticed, Galadriel, Celeborn, Thranduil, Legolas, Arwen, Aragorn, Merry, Pippen, Frodo, Sam, Gimli, Bilbo, Gandalf, and Dumbledore were all here too.
"Why?" I asked tears streaming down my face so I could barely see.
"They were chosen by Saruman II. They chose to do this. We had no say in this child. I'm sorry it has to be like this." Elrond sighed trying to keep control of his emotions.
"What about me? What? Am I supposed to go without parents the rest of my life? I'm only 2,000!" I yelled.
"We are all here for you. Besides there are no guarantees that they will die." Legolas tried to help, but I really didn't care.
"Tell me, someone, what are their chances of survival on a scale of one to one hundred?" I snapped angrily.
"Less then two." Elrond answered.
"How long have you all known about this?" I hissed.
"We just found out about half an hour ago." Galadriel Sighed.
"I don't want to discuss this any further tonight!" Stood up and headed to the door.
"We switched your room. You will be staying in the first room to the right on the top floor. It'll be just you and Oliver." Elrond informed me as I slammed the door.