This is a Harry Potter/ Lord of the Rings crossover. Characters you know
are not mine. They belong to talented writers like J.K. Rowling and
Right now, Fayieria, Prince Narrist, Prince Caviler, Princess Reihorn,
Elfangranger, and Rowenranger belong to me. Thanks for reading!
Book 1- Heirs to the Throne
Chapter 2- What Child Is This?
A knock came at the door of Rowena and Evan Granger. To their great surprise, the famous wizard Dumbledore was at their door with three infants.
"May I please come in? I have a lot to ask of the two of you this night."
"Certainly sir. It would be a great honor." The door shut and Dumbledore was taken into the living room. Mr. Granger helped Dumbledore with the three baby's baskets that looked remarkably elven in origin.
"Your friend needs your help. These are Arwin's children and the rightful heirs to Aragorn's crown. Aragorn was killed not long ago when she was giving birth to her last child, princess Reihorn. Arwin asked my friend Fayieria to find them suitable homes on Terra Earth so that they could grow up and become half-elven mages. The only thing Arwin asked was that Princess Reihorn was to be raised by you two, Elfangranger and Rowenranger. I know that this might come as a shock but she thinks very highly of you. She does not care about who takes care of the boys, but she cares a lot for her daughter. Please say you will take her and raise hr as your own?"
"Yes, we shall raise her as our daughter. However, we shall rename her Hermione Reihorn Granger."
"Thank you so much. I must get going though, still need to get these two tikes to good homes." With that, Dumbledore vanished into a wisp of cherry smelling smoke. He knew he did not have long before his next stop was closed so he rushed with little Prince Caviler tucked safely under his arm. It was to a small flat in Godric Hollow. Lily was the one to open the door. James was out working late as usual.
"My dear Lily, I need your help. Can I please come in."
"Yes dear Dumbledore. What on Earth has you out late on a night like this?" Dumbldore walked in and was levitating something behind his back.
"These are the reasons for my visit this late at night." He held out the two baskets with the tiny princes fast asleep. "They are members of a royal line and are a cross between an elven mother and a human father. It was during the birth of their sister that their father met his untimely end. Their mother feels that she cannot raise them right all by herself so she gave them to someone you might know from your school days, Fayieria?"
"I remember her. She was the girl every man had his eye on. Didn't she get called away to a place called Middle Earth? I was going to invite her to the wedding but could not get a hold of her by owl post."
"Yes, she was born on Middle Earth and her mother wanted her back. There is only one way to get messages between planes and that is riculi powder. Anywise, I told her of your son's passing the other day and she has a favor to ask of you and James. She would like you to care for one of the royal heirs. One was born the same day as Harry. Unfortunately for her, she could not come in person. The portal was closed at midnight to keep Voldemort from finding his way to Middle Earth. I know that this is a lot to ask, especially right now but he has nowhere to go and he needs a strong upbringing. He is the son that will be king to his people."
"Leave him here with me and I will talk to James in the morning. We will owl post you when we have decided. We haven't told anyone about Harry's passing yet besides you so we would pass him off as our son, Harry James Potter."
"I will await your owl in the morning. Till then, bye." A wisp of lemon smoke left a pleasant after scent to Dumbledore's disappearing act.
A big house could be seen in a distance. It was not a grand house that the rich lived in; it was a simple large family shack. No one lived around here except for the Weasley's. Even though it was night, Dumbledore could see Bill and Charlie flying to improve those skills learned at Hogwarts. They jumped off their brooms when they saw Dumbledore approach.
"What are you doing here headmaster? Did I miss the train? Last mom heard was that term was beginning next week." (Bill)
"That's true Bill. I'm here on some other business. Are your parents in the house?" (Dumbledore)
"Yes, dad just got home from working a double." (Charlie)
"Thank you boys. See you inside." With that, Dumbledore knocked on the door. Mrs. Weasley answered the door. "May I come in. I have a great favor to ask of your family." "Sure, I'll wake my husband up." Mrs. Weasley showed Dumbledore into the living room where Fred and George were playing with magic flying cars. Mr. Weasley was not happy to the wake up call until he found out it was Dumbledore paying a visit. He shot down the stairs faster than one could say Minister.
"My good man, what sees you out this late tonight? It cannot be just a pleasant call. Who has died?"
"No one that I have come to call upon your family to talk about. It's more of a favor I have to ask of your family. I heard that that Ron is not doing well. A friend of mine wants to find good homes for royal heirs that came into her safe keeping. Their mother wanted them to become wizards so their guardian sent them to me. I was wondering if you could take the last one in. He's just a few days older than Ron and he's a little angel." A scream came from the upstairs bedroom.
"Ron's dead. My poor baby boy is dead," sobbed an emotional Mrs. Weasley. She ran into the living room. "Please leave Dumbledore. We have to bury our son. Poor tot, he was only six months old. To get the flu meant death."
"That was what I came here about. In these old bones I knew something was really wrong with Ron. That is why I brought him here."
"Who did you bring? Is he a mage that can raise the dead?"
"No. He is a prince to his people. He was born a few days before Ron. Their mother wants them to be wizards since she is unable to care for them where she is now. He is the last one I need to place at the moment. I figured that you two would raise the child to love magic and the muggle/ wizard world around him. You can pass him off as Ron. I know a spell that will make him appear to be Ron. Myself and those of elven decent can only lift the spell. Will you please take him in?"
"Noble Dumbledore you have come to the right house. We will take him in and raise him as one of our own. By the way, what is his real first name?"
"Narrist, I believe."
"Ronald Narrist Weasley. Has a ring to it doesn't it?"
Book 1- Heirs to the Throne
Chapter 2- What Child Is This?
A knock came at the door of Rowena and Evan Granger. To their great surprise, the famous wizard Dumbledore was at their door with three infants.
"May I please come in? I have a lot to ask of the two of you this night."
"Certainly sir. It would be a great honor." The door shut and Dumbledore was taken into the living room. Mr. Granger helped Dumbledore with the three baby's baskets that looked remarkably elven in origin.
"Your friend needs your help. These are Arwin's children and the rightful heirs to Aragorn's crown. Aragorn was killed not long ago when she was giving birth to her last child, princess Reihorn. Arwin asked my friend Fayieria to find them suitable homes on Terra Earth so that they could grow up and become half-elven mages. The only thing Arwin asked was that Princess Reihorn was to be raised by you two, Elfangranger and Rowenranger. I know that this might come as a shock but she thinks very highly of you. She does not care about who takes care of the boys, but she cares a lot for her daughter. Please say you will take her and raise hr as your own?"
"Yes, we shall raise her as our daughter. However, we shall rename her Hermione Reihorn Granger."
"Thank you so much. I must get going though, still need to get these two tikes to good homes." With that, Dumbledore vanished into a wisp of cherry smelling smoke. He knew he did not have long before his next stop was closed so he rushed with little Prince Caviler tucked safely under his arm. It was to a small flat in Godric Hollow. Lily was the one to open the door. James was out working late as usual.
"My dear Lily, I need your help. Can I please come in."
"Yes dear Dumbledore. What on Earth has you out late on a night like this?" Dumbldore walked in and was levitating something behind his back.
"These are the reasons for my visit this late at night." He held out the two baskets with the tiny princes fast asleep. "They are members of a royal line and are a cross between an elven mother and a human father. It was during the birth of their sister that their father met his untimely end. Their mother feels that she cannot raise them right all by herself so she gave them to someone you might know from your school days, Fayieria?"
"I remember her. She was the girl every man had his eye on. Didn't she get called away to a place called Middle Earth? I was going to invite her to the wedding but could not get a hold of her by owl post."
"Yes, she was born on Middle Earth and her mother wanted her back. There is only one way to get messages between planes and that is riculi powder. Anywise, I told her of your son's passing the other day and she has a favor to ask of you and James. She would like you to care for one of the royal heirs. One was born the same day as Harry. Unfortunately for her, she could not come in person. The portal was closed at midnight to keep Voldemort from finding his way to Middle Earth. I know that this is a lot to ask, especially right now but he has nowhere to go and he needs a strong upbringing. He is the son that will be king to his people."
"Leave him here with me and I will talk to James in the morning. We will owl post you when we have decided. We haven't told anyone about Harry's passing yet besides you so we would pass him off as our son, Harry James Potter."
"I will await your owl in the morning. Till then, bye." A wisp of lemon smoke left a pleasant after scent to Dumbledore's disappearing act.
A big house could be seen in a distance. It was not a grand house that the rich lived in; it was a simple large family shack. No one lived around here except for the Weasley's. Even though it was night, Dumbledore could see Bill and Charlie flying to improve those skills learned at Hogwarts. They jumped off their brooms when they saw Dumbledore approach.
"What are you doing here headmaster? Did I miss the train? Last mom heard was that term was beginning next week." (Bill)
"That's true Bill. I'm here on some other business. Are your parents in the house?" (Dumbledore)
"Yes, dad just got home from working a double." (Charlie)
"Thank you boys. See you inside." With that, Dumbledore knocked on the door. Mrs. Weasley answered the door. "May I come in. I have a great favor to ask of your family." "Sure, I'll wake my husband up." Mrs. Weasley showed Dumbledore into the living room where Fred and George were playing with magic flying cars. Mr. Weasley was not happy to the wake up call until he found out it was Dumbledore paying a visit. He shot down the stairs faster than one could say Minister.
"My good man, what sees you out this late tonight? It cannot be just a pleasant call. Who has died?"
"No one that I have come to call upon your family to talk about. It's more of a favor I have to ask of your family. I heard that that Ron is not doing well. A friend of mine wants to find good homes for royal heirs that came into her safe keeping. Their mother wanted them to become wizards so their guardian sent them to me. I was wondering if you could take the last one in. He's just a few days older than Ron and he's a little angel." A scream came from the upstairs bedroom.
"Ron's dead. My poor baby boy is dead," sobbed an emotional Mrs. Weasley. She ran into the living room. "Please leave Dumbledore. We have to bury our son. Poor tot, he was only six months old. To get the flu meant death."
"That was what I came here about. In these old bones I knew something was really wrong with Ron. That is why I brought him here."
"Who did you bring? Is he a mage that can raise the dead?"
"No. He is a prince to his people. He was born a few days before Ron. Their mother wants them to be wizards since she is unable to care for them where she is now. He is the last one I need to place at the moment. I figured that you two would raise the child to love magic and the muggle/ wizard world around him. You can pass him off as Ron. I know a spell that will make him appear to be Ron. Myself and those of elven decent can only lift the spell. Will you please take him in?"
"Noble Dumbledore you have come to the right house. We will take him in and raise him as one of our own. By the way, what is his real first name?"
"Narrist, I believe."
"Ronald Narrist Weasley. Has a ring to it doesn't it?"