Disclaimer: Wish I did and do, but unfortunately, I don't.
Author's Note: Since a majority, *cough 72? cough* of you want Harry to join the FotR, then so be it. He shall join them in their quest. wrinkles nose Cliché!!! Oh, well! =)
Darkest Witch - Thank you for reviewing! blush naaaah, my stories ain't THAT great, LOL! Well, my mom IS encouraging me to write stories of my own to get it published. Probably soon. Must get down to writing one! =) Hermione would go "ninny-ish" when she sees Legolas. I simple LOVE Glorfindel! grin Hope you like this Chapter!
Imaginator - THANK YOU! grin I am who I am, not more, nothing less. (does that make sense?!)
Jen - Yeap, Harry is tagging along. Actually, I wanted Harry t join the FotR AFTER the mines of Moria. A bit too violent for 13 year olds. =P (In my opinion, newayz)
ComicsGal - Well, I love writing it! LOL! Harry and Ron and Hermione IS jinning the Fellowship no matter wat you might think in this chapter. Sort of a twist!
Angel of Music - LOL! So do lots of people, AoM!
nessie - nope, not a genius. Just a teenager with an over hyperactive imagination! (or maybe just a "something") Harry is joining the FotR, even though I would have preferred him not too. I mostly try to avoid clichés. OH WELL!
Serulene - FINALLY! SOMEONE WHO DISAGREES! GO YOU, GO YOU! (Go us actually) I agree with you, battles, violence, NOT good for a teenager. smile The story WILL go on! Forth, Eorligas! (oookaaay, I'm weird! LOL!) You're right, though. There's not many HP/LoTR crossovers!
Pheonixqueen - O_o...long. So very long review. WOW! Giggles Herm-own- ninny and her dear books! Heh heh. I wated Elronf to crack a joke! I wuv him! Harry's nervous coz Elrond being a GREAT ELF-LORD (he deserves capitalism =P) Goodness. Elrond he elf version of Dumbledore!? Noooooooo! LOL! It sounds...WRONG! smile sheepishly I WAS trying to slot in the "elf lord in all his fury" thing. But I wasn't sure HOW. sighs Pity. Here's the chap anyway. Hope it lives up to your expectations!
Europa - =p LEGGY AND GLORFINDEL AND ERESTOR AND ELROND AND ALL THE MALE ELVES OF RIVENDELL, MIRKQ=WOOD AND LOTHLORIEN ARE MINE!!! BUAHAHAHHA! Er heh heh heh. grins sorry! I love them all!
Hermione Eveningfall - yeap. Favourite reviewer. =P I'll check out your story today! YAY! Another HP/LotR crossover!
Lantarmiel - THANK YOU FOR BETA READING! I read what you edited and I laughed till I passed out! LOL! Well, I can put Hermy TRYING to enchant a broomstick. (BUT it all goes haywire!!) Hehehe.
pinkwigg - SALUTE! This chapter is for YOU! =p (hey! It rhymes!)
Kishi Seta - I read your Dance with the Archer fic. I LOVED IT!!!!! Especially all the ballet terms you put in! (Though I can't imagine Legolas or Arwen dancing ballet!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Do you dance ballet? I do. I'm in intermediate. Murder to toes!!!! =)
PurpleMonkey - hehehe. You actually liked it? Wow. Morale of the chapter : NEVER make Ron mad! Intuition said that you were a girl. How man guys would approve of Hermione having a crush on Glorfindel anyway?! LOL.
Luthien Tinuviel - HERMIONE AND LEGOLAS GETTING MARRIED?! Eeeeeeeww! The horror! Hehehehe.
liz101 - Here is the chapter six!
Bulma Greenleaf - thank you for the compliment! I like to make my fan fics sweet instead of sappy.
TeaRsOfaNAnGeL - I will! In a few more chapters Legolas will get "hexed". By accident of course! Wh would ever dream of hexing darling Leggy on purpose?
ER - You love HP and LotR so I love you! LOL! smiles
Willow Myst - I love HP and LotR too! I prefer fan fics that follow the book rather than the movie!
Skye Dragon - WOW. LOOOOONG REVIEWS!!! SPANK YOU! Flight of Ford... Oh yeaaaaaaah! points to the chapter below there it is! I took your advice and got myself a beta-reader. YAY! Hehehe. I thought Aragorn was slightly OOC when he aid that. But what the hay! I liked it!Elronds reaction... points to below down there...somewhere.
Cheddar - I love to rant too! Yay for ranters! Dressed up as hobbits? Wow! I went on the premiere day thing. Met some ppl dressed up as Leggy, Aragorn, Arwen, Gandalf, Galadriel, and some elven warriors. And I managed to annoy the hell outta Ganddy too! LOL! If he was the real Gandalf, I would be sish-kebab! =P
Lady Fae - helloooo!!! Yeah, it's decided. Harry, Ron & Hermy are joining the Fellowship!
Aithilin - is that a flame? =P My very first one! Well, sorry if you think its a "totally dumb crossover idea"
(anonymous) - Harry and company sneaks after the FotR? Fat chance. Legolas could hear them stumbling ten miles away! Plus, Aragorn is a Ranger. He would know how to cover his tracks!
PoppySeed - the rest is here! YOU READ MY MIND! Harry should follow after the Moria part! Go you! LOL!
tigerlilly - yeah, Harry I following the Fellowship! Yay for him and Ron and Hermy!
busso - ehh... Harry, Ron and Hermy could lean embroidery?! LOL! Joking! True, Harry would e EXTREMELY bored if he does not go!
keira - yeah, fanfiction. But I usually try to avoid clichés! wails And guess where I'm heading!
Drafica - ehh..Voldemort and Sauron are allies? I don't think I can do that. I HAVE thought of that. But I think it's just too odd! Two Dark Lords?! MAJOR headache!
Warning: I know that you might think that Harry & Group is not joining the Fellowship while reading this chapter, they ARE. Don't worry.
Hey, is 28 January Elijah Wood's Birthday!? If it is, HAPPY B'DAY ELIJAH!!!!
(I might be wrong, since this information was given by a VERY unreliable source...*fake cough* my friend fake cough
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There was a silence. Ron and Harry glanced at each other.
'Theory?' thought Harry. His mind was uncomfortably blank.
Hermione raised her hand, and began bouncing up and down as if she were in class.
Elrond looked at her expectantly.
'Yes?'
'Well. I'm not really sure if it's possible, but I read something like it in /Magical Misdoings/ by Miranda Molfswart. Chapter 35, Portals. It says that there are many kinds of portals. Time portals and dimension portals are some examples of such phenomena. Time port-'
'Save the lecture, Hermione!' Ron interrupted, rolling his eyes.
She glared at him. 'Honestly! Some of us have no manners whatsoever! I was trying to say that time portals sometimes appear, activated or something by overly high pitched sounds, like over 1000 hertz. Something like the banshee, for an example. I think, that perhaps that-'
She was interrupted by Ron again.
'But that's with T-I-M-E portals Hermione! Does it look like we went back in time to you?'
Hermione's thin shred of patience had apparently snapped. 'Fine then, Ron! What's your theory then? Lets hear it, c'mon!'
Ron gaped at her.
Harry said nothing. Secretly, he felt that Ron was right. 'A portal opened because of a banshee? Absurd. Impossible. Ridiculous. Whatever /Magical Misdoings/ might say, it was quite impossible for them to end up in this place, wherever it was. And yet.' Harry frowned. 'Impossible, but yet, here they are. Could it be that Hermione's wild theory was right? Or was this all just a crazy dream. Or maybe,' Harry mused, 'that when I was in the room and the banshee started screaming and all, I passed out. All the screaming gave me a splitting headache. Complicated dream? No. Too vivid. Too real.'
But Harry pinched himself to make sure. It hurt.
'This is a nightmare!' He screamed in his mind. 'This isn't real. It can't be. It just isn't logical.' 'Ah,' came the very tiny, very annoying, very nasty voice in his head that always showed up at times like this. 'But magic isn't logical now, is it?'
He became dimly aware that both his friends were now having some sort of screaming match. Not as bad as it could be, he noted. Hermione hadn't hexed Ron yet, although Ron definitely looked murderous. Must be all the stress and the questionings.
Harry risked a glanced at the mighty lord of Rivendell. The elf's head was cradled in his slender hands. His eyes were closed, as if attempting to shut out the world around him. Harry didn't blame him.
'Ai, Elbereth, and the Valar! I pity those who fathered these edain children! When will they stop their war of words?' Elrond thought. A few choices of elvish curses ran through his head.
Elrond suddenly cleared his throat, opening his eyes.
Harry saw Hermione flush slightly at the corner of his eyes. Ron suddenly seem to find the floor extremely fascinating.
Elrond Peredhil looked meaningfully at Hermione.
'Continue, please.'
'Well, I was just saying that if a time portal could open because of high frequency sounds, why not a dimension portal?'
Elrond frowned.
Harry could see that the elven lord clearly did not understand any of this. It must have sounded like complete gibberish. Hermione could have recited an entire five-foot-roll-of-parchment poem in Mermish and it probably would have made more sense to the confused elf-lord than what he had just heard.
Elrond turned to Harry (probably thinking that he's the only sane one in the group) 'Does this make any sense to you, Harry?'
'Er. I guess so, sir.'
'Good.' Elrond gave the three a self-satisfied smile. 'Then that is what is was, and that is what it is.'
Harry's mind raced to understand what he had just heard.
Elrond smiled blandly, apparently pleased to have gotten some revenge. Then the smile faded.
'I cannot say for sure what should be done with you. I, for one, do not deal with such spell-magic. Perhaps.' his eyes clouded over as he stared into space. 'Yes,' he murmured, as if to himself. 'it would be wise.' He began to speak normally again. 'Perhaps you should visit a she-elf, by the name of Galadriel. She knows many things hidden from other. She dwells now in the elven refuge of Lothlórien. Her mirror shows many things.'
'Will she be able to help us?' Harry asked
'I do not know, Harry. There is always hope.'
Harry nodded. ''kay, we'll go.'
'You shall be escorted to her realm when my scouts return with news. Evil is stirring in Middle-earth. Orcs now roam freely, hunting and killing. And the nine.'
Harry shuddered. He felt suddenly cold, like someone was gripping his heart. A shiver ran down his spine.
'The Nine now seek the One Ring.'
'I shall send my most trusted advisor with you, Lord Glorfindel.'
'Glorfindel?!' shrieked a shrill voice.
Ron clapped his hands over his ears. 'Hermione! I think -you- opened that portal!'
Elrond managed to keep from wincing, and managed to look simply perplexed. 'Yes, Glorfindel. You have met him, I believe. It was he who led you across the Ford. Is there a problem?'
She shook her head energetically, looking very red.
Ron snorted into his hand, shaking with laughter.
Harry couldn't fight of the smile that threatened to take over his face.
Elrond frowned again and shook his head. Edain children.
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(A/N: Sort of flash back. This is the Arwen part I promised. =P. First attempt at first persons view thing. Sorry if it sucks. It was unintentional.)
The news reached me.
The ringbearer at the Ford?
So the Ring has been found. After all these years.
I hurried to the stables. My father had sent out many riders to seek the company. He would forbid me if he saw me now. He knew what I wanted to do.
I quickly saddled my mare, Lothtiel. (A/N: The thief! Evenssstar! She ssstole Glorfindel'sss Preciousss, the horses, Asssfaloth. Yesss. The thief! [And sorry, couldn't resist! She did steal his horse after all.])
My equine friend whinnied. 'Make haste, Lothtiel! (A/N: Lothtiel means Star Flower, btw [sort of, anyway]) to the Ford of Bruinen! Lest we be too late!' Lothtiel galloped swiftly, her hooves barely touching the dirt road. Down the winding paths she galloped and cantered, with me mounted upon her back.
My heart beat quickened. The Ford!. I could hear it now. As Lothtiel sprang clear of some shrubbery, I caught a glimpse of the halfling.
He was clinging to the mane of Asfaloth. Asfaloth! It hit me then. Glorfindel had indeed found them.
As I neared the halfling, he unsheathed his sword and waved it about his head.
'Stop, you foul servants of Sauron,' he whispered, almost to himself.
I realized then that his complexion was terribly pale. The hands that clutched tightly at both the horse's mane and his sword shook from exhaustion. Or was it pain? Was he wounded? Beads of sweat formed at his forehead.
'Stop and follow me no more! By Elbereth's name, I command you to stop hunting me!'
The Witch King of Angmar laughed in its fell voice. 'Surrender, weak one. Death shall come on swift wings. Till The One is in he hands of our master, we shall never stop hunting you. Surrender now!'
The sword fell from Frodo's clasp and clattered to the pebbles below. Frodo swayed unsteadily on his mount.
I grabbed him before he could fall and pulled him onto my horse.
The Witch King glared at me from beneath its hood.
'She-elf,' he called, taunting me, 'give me the halfling, and you shall be spared' I believe that if he had a face, he would have been leering.
Like Frodo, I unsheathed my sword. 'If you want him, foul creature, come forth to claim him!' I cried.
He howled in anger and frustration as he started across the ford.
I prayed that my father's words were true. That elvish enchantments guard the city of Imladris. And that it would rise in anger if an intruder tried to cross the ford.
Nothing happened. The last of the Ringwraiths had now entered the waters of Bruinen. Asfaloth and Lothtiel backed nervously, neighing and whinnying.
Desperately, I called to the water.
Nin o' Chithaeglir lasto beth daer, Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer!
(A/N: if I am not mistaken, that was the chant that Liv Tyler used in the movie)
Ahh, the welcome sound of angry waters.
They shrieked in fear and despair as the great flood bore down upon them and their steeds, moving them all head-over-heels downstream.
A shuddering gasp brought my attention to things of more importance.
Frodo Baggins.
His blue eyes were rolling in their sockets. I could feel his life ebbing away as I held him in a tight embrace. I tried to fend of the Darkness and Shadow coming around us. But he was fading. My heart broke to see one so innocent as himself suffer so much for something he never should have had to do. Tears flowed down my cheeks. Salty tears. I could taste them.
Frodo slumped in my arms, slipping into unconsciousness. His life know hung by nothing more than a thin thread. I wept bitterly for the pitiful halfling.
'Elbereth, give him strength yet. Let him be spared.'
Giving Asfaloth and Lothtiel an encouraging slap and nudge, we raced back towards Imladris.
Thoughts ran in my mind.
Will father be able to help him?
Or has he slipped too far into the Shadow?
Will he die?
Or will he survive?
Will we fail?
Will he become a wraith like them?
To forever be doomed to hunt the Ring?
To serve the Dark Lord?
Too many questions.
No answers.
Too little time.
Just too little time.
(A/N: in case you were wondering, Frodo's sword was picked up later by one of the elves of Rivendell)
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Review!
Author's Note: Since a majority, *cough 72? cough* of you want Harry to join the FotR, then so be it. He shall join them in their quest. wrinkles nose Cliché!!! Oh, well! =)
Darkest Witch - Thank you for reviewing! blush naaaah, my stories ain't THAT great, LOL! Well, my mom IS encouraging me to write stories of my own to get it published. Probably soon. Must get down to writing one! =) Hermione would go "ninny-ish" when she sees Legolas. I simple LOVE Glorfindel! grin Hope you like this Chapter!
Imaginator - THANK YOU! grin I am who I am, not more, nothing less. (does that make sense?!)
Jen - Yeap, Harry is tagging along. Actually, I wanted Harry t join the FotR AFTER the mines of Moria. A bit too violent for 13 year olds. =P (In my opinion, newayz)
ComicsGal - Well, I love writing it! LOL! Harry and Ron and Hermione IS jinning the Fellowship no matter wat you might think in this chapter. Sort of a twist!
Angel of Music - LOL! So do lots of people, AoM!
nessie - nope, not a genius. Just a teenager with an over hyperactive imagination! (or maybe just a "something") Harry is joining the FotR, even though I would have preferred him not too. I mostly try to avoid clichés. OH WELL!
Serulene - FINALLY! SOMEONE WHO DISAGREES! GO YOU, GO YOU! (Go us actually) I agree with you, battles, violence, NOT good for a teenager. smile The story WILL go on! Forth, Eorligas! (oookaaay, I'm weird! LOL!) You're right, though. There's not many HP/LoTR crossovers!
Pheonixqueen - O_o...long. So very long review. WOW! Giggles Herm-own- ninny and her dear books! Heh heh. I wated Elronf to crack a joke! I wuv him! Harry's nervous coz Elrond being a GREAT ELF-LORD (he deserves capitalism =P) Goodness. Elrond he elf version of Dumbledore!? Noooooooo! LOL! It sounds...WRONG! smile sheepishly I WAS trying to slot in the "elf lord in all his fury" thing. But I wasn't sure HOW. sighs Pity. Here's the chap anyway. Hope it lives up to your expectations!
Europa - =p LEGGY AND GLORFINDEL AND ERESTOR AND ELROND AND ALL THE MALE ELVES OF RIVENDELL, MIRKQ=WOOD AND LOTHLORIEN ARE MINE!!! BUAHAHAHHA! Er heh heh heh. grins sorry! I love them all!
Hermione Eveningfall - yeap. Favourite reviewer. =P I'll check out your story today! YAY! Another HP/LotR crossover!
Lantarmiel - THANK YOU FOR BETA READING! I read what you edited and I laughed till I passed out! LOL! Well, I can put Hermy TRYING to enchant a broomstick. (BUT it all goes haywire!!) Hehehe.
pinkwigg - SALUTE! This chapter is for YOU! =p (hey! It rhymes!)
Kishi Seta - I read your Dance with the Archer fic. I LOVED IT!!!!! Especially all the ballet terms you put in! (Though I can't imagine Legolas or Arwen dancing ballet!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Do you dance ballet? I do. I'm in intermediate. Murder to toes!!!! =)
PurpleMonkey - hehehe. You actually liked it? Wow. Morale of the chapter : NEVER make Ron mad! Intuition said that you were a girl. How man guys would approve of Hermione having a crush on Glorfindel anyway?! LOL.
Luthien Tinuviel - HERMIONE AND LEGOLAS GETTING MARRIED?! Eeeeeeeww! The horror! Hehehehe.
liz101 - Here is the chapter six!
Bulma Greenleaf - thank you for the compliment! I like to make my fan fics sweet instead of sappy.
TeaRsOfaNAnGeL - I will! In a few more chapters Legolas will get "hexed". By accident of course! Wh would ever dream of hexing darling Leggy on purpose?
ER - You love HP and LotR so I love you! LOL! smiles
Willow Myst - I love HP and LotR too! I prefer fan fics that follow the book rather than the movie!
Skye Dragon - WOW. LOOOOONG REVIEWS!!! SPANK YOU! Flight of Ford... Oh yeaaaaaaah! points to the chapter below there it is! I took your advice and got myself a beta-reader. YAY! Hehehe. I thought Aragorn was slightly OOC when he aid that. But what the hay! I liked it!Elronds reaction... points to below down there...somewhere.
Cheddar - I love to rant too! Yay for ranters! Dressed up as hobbits? Wow! I went on the premiere day thing. Met some ppl dressed up as Leggy, Aragorn, Arwen, Gandalf, Galadriel, and some elven warriors. And I managed to annoy the hell outta Ganddy too! LOL! If he was the real Gandalf, I would be sish-kebab! =P
Lady Fae - helloooo!!! Yeah, it's decided. Harry, Ron & Hermy are joining the Fellowship!
Aithilin - is that a flame? =P My very first one! Well, sorry if you think its a "totally dumb crossover idea"
(anonymous) - Harry and company sneaks after the FotR? Fat chance. Legolas could hear them stumbling ten miles away! Plus, Aragorn is a Ranger. He would know how to cover his tracks!
PoppySeed - the rest is here! YOU READ MY MIND! Harry should follow after the Moria part! Go you! LOL!
tigerlilly - yeah, Harry I following the Fellowship! Yay for him and Ron and Hermy!
busso - ehh... Harry, Ron and Hermy could lean embroidery?! LOL! Joking! True, Harry would e EXTREMELY bored if he does not go!
keira - yeah, fanfiction. But I usually try to avoid clichés! wails And guess where I'm heading!
Drafica - ehh..Voldemort and Sauron are allies? I don't think I can do that. I HAVE thought of that. But I think it's just too odd! Two Dark Lords?! MAJOR headache!
Warning: I know that you might think that Harry & Group is not joining the Fellowship while reading this chapter, they ARE. Don't worry.
Hey, is 28 January Elijah Wood's Birthday!? If it is, HAPPY B'DAY ELIJAH!!!!
(I might be wrong, since this information was given by a VERY unreliable source...*fake cough* my friend fake cough
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There was a silence. Ron and Harry glanced at each other.
'Theory?' thought Harry. His mind was uncomfortably blank.
Hermione raised her hand, and began bouncing up and down as if she were in class.
Elrond looked at her expectantly.
'Yes?'
'Well. I'm not really sure if it's possible, but I read something like it in /Magical Misdoings/ by Miranda Molfswart. Chapter 35, Portals. It says that there are many kinds of portals. Time portals and dimension portals are some examples of such phenomena. Time port-'
'Save the lecture, Hermione!' Ron interrupted, rolling his eyes.
She glared at him. 'Honestly! Some of us have no manners whatsoever! I was trying to say that time portals sometimes appear, activated or something by overly high pitched sounds, like over 1000 hertz. Something like the banshee, for an example. I think, that perhaps that-'
She was interrupted by Ron again.
'But that's with T-I-M-E portals Hermione! Does it look like we went back in time to you?'
Hermione's thin shred of patience had apparently snapped. 'Fine then, Ron! What's your theory then? Lets hear it, c'mon!'
Ron gaped at her.
Harry said nothing. Secretly, he felt that Ron was right. 'A portal opened because of a banshee? Absurd. Impossible. Ridiculous. Whatever /Magical Misdoings/ might say, it was quite impossible for them to end up in this place, wherever it was. And yet.' Harry frowned. 'Impossible, but yet, here they are. Could it be that Hermione's wild theory was right? Or was this all just a crazy dream. Or maybe,' Harry mused, 'that when I was in the room and the banshee started screaming and all, I passed out. All the screaming gave me a splitting headache. Complicated dream? No. Too vivid. Too real.'
But Harry pinched himself to make sure. It hurt.
'This is a nightmare!' He screamed in his mind. 'This isn't real. It can't be. It just isn't logical.' 'Ah,' came the very tiny, very annoying, very nasty voice in his head that always showed up at times like this. 'But magic isn't logical now, is it?'
He became dimly aware that both his friends were now having some sort of screaming match. Not as bad as it could be, he noted. Hermione hadn't hexed Ron yet, although Ron definitely looked murderous. Must be all the stress and the questionings.
Harry risked a glanced at the mighty lord of Rivendell. The elf's head was cradled in his slender hands. His eyes were closed, as if attempting to shut out the world around him. Harry didn't blame him.
'Ai, Elbereth, and the Valar! I pity those who fathered these edain children! When will they stop their war of words?' Elrond thought. A few choices of elvish curses ran through his head.
Elrond suddenly cleared his throat, opening his eyes.
Harry saw Hermione flush slightly at the corner of his eyes. Ron suddenly seem to find the floor extremely fascinating.
Elrond Peredhil looked meaningfully at Hermione.
'Continue, please.'
'Well, I was just saying that if a time portal could open because of high frequency sounds, why not a dimension portal?'
Elrond frowned.
Harry could see that the elven lord clearly did not understand any of this. It must have sounded like complete gibberish. Hermione could have recited an entire five-foot-roll-of-parchment poem in Mermish and it probably would have made more sense to the confused elf-lord than what he had just heard.
Elrond turned to Harry (probably thinking that he's the only sane one in the group) 'Does this make any sense to you, Harry?'
'Er. I guess so, sir.'
'Good.' Elrond gave the three a self-satisfied smile. 'Then that is what is was, and that is what it is.'
Harry's mind raced to understand what he had just heard.
Elrond smiled blandly, apparently pleased to have gotten some revenge. Then the smile faded.
'I cannot say for sure what should be done with you. I, for one, do not deal with such spell-magic. Perhaps.' his eyes clouded over as he stared into space. 'Yes,' he murmured, as if to himself. 'it would be wise.' He began to speak normally again. 'Perhaps you should visit a she-elf, by the name of Galadriel. She knows many things hidden from other. She dwells now in the elven refuge of Lothlórien. Her mirror shows many things.'
'Will she be able to help us?' Harry asked
'I do not know, Harry. There is always hope.'
Harry nodded. ''kay, we'll go.'
'You shall be escorted to her realm when my scouts return with news. Evil is stirring in Middle-earth. Orcs now roam freely, hunting and killing. And the nine.'
Harry shuddered. He felt suddenly cold, like someone was gripping his heart. A shiver ran down his spine.
'The Nine now seek the One Ring.'
'I shall send my most trusted advisor with you, Lord Glorfindel.'
'Glorfindel?!' shrieked a shrill voice.
Ron clapped his hands over his ears. 'Hermione! I think -you- opened that portal!'
Elrond managed to keep from wincing, and managed to look simply perplexed. 'Yes, Glorfindel. You have met him, I believe. It was he who led you across the Ford. Is there a problem?'
She shook her head energetically, looking very red.
Ron snorted into his hand, shaking with laughter.
Harry couldn't fight of the smile that threatened to take over his face.
Elrond frowned again and shook his head. Edain children.
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(A/N: Sort of flash back. This is the Arwen part I promised. =P. First attempt at first persons view thing. Sorry if it sucks. It was unintentional.)
The news reached me.
The ringbearer at the Ford?
So the Ring has been found. After all these years.
I hurried to the stables. My father had sent out many riders to seek the company. He would forbid me if he saw me now. He knew what I wanted to do.
I quickly saddled my mare, Lothtiel. (A/N: The thief! Evenssstar! She ssstole Glorfindel'sss Preciousss, the horses, Asssfaloth. Yesss. The thief! [And sorry, couldn't resist! She did steal his horse after all.])
My equine friend whinnied. 'Make haste, Lothtiel! (A/N: Lothtiel means Star Flower, btw [sort of, anyway]) to the Ford of Bruinen! Lest we be too late!' Lothtiel galloped swiftly, her hooves barely touching the dirt road. Down the winding paths she galloped and cantered, with me mounted upon her back.
My heart beat quickened. The Ford!. I could hear it now. As Lothtiel sprang clear of some shrubbery, I caught a glimpse of the halfling.
He was clinging to the mane of Asfaloth. Asfaloth! It hit me then. Glorfindel had indeed found them.
As I neared the halfling, he unsheathed his sword and waved it about his head.
'Stop, you foul servants of Sauron,' he whispered, almost to himself.
I realized then that his complexion was terribly pale. The hands that clutched tightly at both the horse's mane and his sword shook from exhaustion. Or was it pain? Was he wounded? Beads of sweat formed at his forehead.
'Stop and follow me no more! By Elbereth's name, I command you to stop hunting me!'
The Witch King of Angmar laughed in its fell voice. 'Surrender, weak one. Death shall come on swift wings. Till The One is in he hands of our master, we shall never stop hunting you. Surrender now!'
The sword fell from Frodo's clasp and clattered to the pebbles below. Frodo swayed unsteadily on his mount.
I grabbed him before he could fall and pulled him onto my horse.
The Witch King glared at me from beneath its hood.
'She-elf,' he called, taunting me, 'give me the halfling, and you shall be spared' I believe that if he had a face, he would have been leering.
Like Frodo, I unsheathed my sword. 'If you want him, foul creature, come forth to claim him!' I cried.
He howled in anger and frustration as he started across the ford.
I prayed that my father's words were true. That elvish enchantments guard the city of Imladris. And that it would rise in anger if an intruder tried to cross the ford.
Nothing happened. The last of the Ringwraiths had now entered the waters of Bruinen. Asfaloth and Lothtiel backed nervously, neighing and whinnying.
Desperately, I called to the water.
Nin o' Chithaeglir lasto beth daer, Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer!
(A/N: if I am not mistaken, that was the chant that Liv Tyler used in the movie)
Ahh, the welcome sound of angry waters.
They shrieked in fear and despair as the great flood bore down upon them and their steeds, moving them all head-over-heels downstream.
A shuddering gasp brought my attention to things of more importance.
Frodo Baggins.
His blue eyes were rolling in their sockets. I could feel his life ebbing away as I held him in a tight embrace. I tried to fend of the Darkness and Shadow coming around us. But he was fading. My heart broke to see one so innocent as himself suffer so much for something he never should have had to do. Tears flowed down my cheeks. Salty tears. I could taste them.
Frodo slumped in my arms, slipping into unconsciousness. His life know hung by nothing more than a thin thread. I wept bitterly for the pitiful halfling.
'Elbereth, give him strength yet. Let him be spared.'
Giving Asfaloth and Lothtiel an encouraging slap and nudge, we raced back towards Imladris.
Thoughts ran in my mind.
Will father be able to help him?
Or has he slipped too far into the Shadow?
Will he die?
Or will he survive?
Will we fail?
Will he become a wraith like them?
To forever be doomed to hunt the Ring?
To serve the Dark Lord?
Too many questions.
No answers.
Too little time.
Just too little time.
(A/N: in case you were wondering, Frodo's sword was picked up later by one of the elves of Rivendell)
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