Disclaimer: Anything familiar = not mine

Anything you've never seen before = mine

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 5 - Of Chases and Elves

Narwen sat in her office, completely calm, "1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . 5 . ." ,with that she bolted off after Hermione.

As she ran Hermione heard Narwen's laughter close behind her, she cast a glance down the staircase behind her to see Narwen in hot pursuit. Just as she reached the seventh floor landing she crashed into someone.

"Oh ::gasp:: Professor Dumble ::gasp:: dore. 'Lo Oliver. ::gasp:: Must be ::gasp:: off now ::gasp::" Hermione panted before she shot off into the Gryffindor Common Room leaving the bewildered Dumbledore and Wood in her wake.

"Wonder what she's in a rush for." Oliver thought out loud.

"I think I see the reason." Dumbledore said as he watched his adopted niece jet gracefully down the hallway.

And, unlike Hermione, Narwen stopped dead in front to the two men.

"It will forever boggle my mind, Narwen Eredhel, how you always manage to remain so graceful, even while engaging in a wild chase!" Dumbledore exclaimed jovially, addressing her with her proper name.

"Well, my dear Professor, it is a gift that the Valar bestowed upon my people long ago." she replied, bringing herself up to her full height and assuming an air of royalty, as she parted her light brown hair around her ears to reveal them.

It was in that moment that Oliver saw her in a new light. He didn't see her as a regular girl that she had always seemed to be to him, he finally saw her as the beautiful immortal woman she was. He stared at her with his mouth open as he finally realized that she wasn't a young girl anymore, old information of her heritage began to take on actual meaning.

Dumbledore laughed saying, "Narwen, my dear child, your ears stick out through your hair enough you don't need to accentuate them!"

Narwen put on a look of mock outrage, "Excuse me, Uncle, but I don't believe it necessary that you must point out the abnormality of my ears every time you see fit!"

At that the wise old Professor began to saunter off down the hall, chucking to himself about what Narwen's parents would think of her saying her ears were abnormal.

This left Narwen alone with Oliver. "I've never seen you like that." he said quietly.

"Like what?" she asked.

"I've never seen you all regal and well . . . elvish like that." he clarified.

"Oh, well now you have. I guess." she said for lack of eloquence.

In truth his statement had caught her off guard.

"Er, I have to go now." Oliver said as he retreated into the Gryffindor Common Room. Narwen just looked after him with a raised eyebrow. This latest encounter with him left her quite confused, but she knew two things: He looked at her differently after she revealed herself in her Elvish form and that she had rendered him completely dumbstruck.

She laughed to herself, she was going to give Oliver bloody hell before she took him back. Of course she knew she'd end up with him, but she was going to have her revenge first. Which would prove be a great source of amusement to the wizarding community for quite some time.