Ch. 3- Gandalf's Brother and Eowyn's Story
With Remus:
"I will go after her, Eowyn," Legolas said when Eowyn made to leave after Aranel. "I will talk with her." Legolas left and Gandalf looked at Remus.
"Dumbledore she said. I had a brother named Dumbledore once. He was banished to another time and world," Gandalf said idly.
"And for what reason was he banished for, Gandalf," Eomer asked.
"Oh... well... there was a prophesy, one that involved the two of us. The prophesy stated that their would be two wizards born; both of great power. They would be able to live within the same world until their second birthday, at which time the second born would be sent to another world, another time. I had been born first, so it was Dumbledore, second born, who would be sent to the other world, the one that had been linked to this world long before we were born."
"It could be the same world and time that Aranel and Remus came from. It could have been the book linked to Aranel's old world that Dumbledore was sent through," Eowyn said, thinking quickly.
"That is a possiblity," Gandalf said, and without another word he left the room. Eowyn and Eomer looked at one another and Eowyn nodded. Eomer bowed gracefully, turned, and followed after Gandalf. Eowyn watched as he left, and then turned to Remus.
"Do you remember anything from your world," Eowyn asked him, sitting in the chair next to Remus's bed.
"I remember people in my world: Dumbledore, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, all the Weasleys, and that girl, Aranel, who ran out, she reminds me of Hermione Granger. You think Gandalf's brother is Albus Dumbledore from my world?" Eowyn nodded.
"I thinkhe could be," Eowyn said. "Is that all you remember, the people?" Remus nodded.
"I don't remember why I came here. If I could only somehow remember, then perhaps, I could help. I feel like I'm intruding on you and your family. Is Aranel your younger sister?" Eowyn laughed and shook her head.
"Oh, no. She came from your world, too. She used to be Hermione Granger, and she still might be some Hermione left in her. When she came she had lost her memory, and now some seems to be coming back to her." Remus smiled.
"No wonder she reminded me of Hermione... she is Hermione. What about the others? Are they related to you?"
"Only one of them. Eomer, the king. He's my brother. Legolas, the elf, is Aranel's fiance and a close friend of Eomer and I. Gandalf is the wizard... the one with the staff. He's a friend of the family."
"Wait! Hermione... I mean Aranel is engaged to the elf?" Eowyn nodded. "But in our old world she is married to Harry. Why did she get engaged when she's still yet married to Harry?" Eowyn sighed.
"Well, unlike you, when Aranel, Hermione as she once was, arrived here she couldn't remember anything, not even who she was. That's how she got the name Aranel. Aragorn, the high king, gave it to her. It's elfish for Sarah, which means princess. She and Legolas fell in love, and were for a month before, today, Legolas asked for her hand in marraige, and she said yes. She didn't remember Harry at all and she still doesn't, or rather didn't until recently. That is why Legolas dicided to postpone their wedding until, once Aranel's memory is back to it's full extent, she chooses what to do... or rather who she will be with," Eowyn said explaining the complications to Remus. When she finished Remus blinked, his mouth hanging open.
"I'm lucky to remember my name much less some people from my old world. Now, what is your story," Remus asked Eowyn. He felt as if he knew this woman, as if they'd been friends forever and they were merely catching up on each others lives.
"My story," Eowny asked, taken aback. Not many people were interested in her life.
Perhaps, he's different, a voice in her head told her. She smiled at Remus. "My life's story is not all that interesting. I was born daughter to Eomund. My parents died and Eomer and I came to live with our uncle, Theoden, king of Rohan at the time. We grew up within these halls," she said, looking around the room, and pausing for a second. "Two years ago when the war was near over, I dressed as a soldier and rode with Theoden, Eomer, and an army of men to battle. I took the name Durnhelm. A hobbit, Merry, the king's esquire, might of suspected me, but I'm not altogether sure if he did. Other then him, no one else looked twice at me.
At the battle of Minas Tirith, I killed the Wraith King. The prophesy had been that the Wraith King would die by the hand of one who was not man... a woman. It had wounded be badly, along with the hobbit Merry, though Eomer also was wounded some time during the fight. Theodem, our uncle, who reminded me of a father, died in battle. That day Eomer, whom Theoden had named his heir, became King of Rohan. I had to stay in Gondor until I was healed and even after. The Steward of Gondor, Faramir, asked me if I loved him. Asked me if I would not. He told me he loved me. I finnaly decided that I did love him, and I told him I no longer wished to be a queen. We were married some time after," Eowyn said, and took a deep breath.
"What happened to him... Faramir," Remus asked, cautiously.
"He died," Eowyn said flatly, trying her hardest not to let the tears clouding her vision, flow down her face, "two years ago."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." Remus began but Eowyn shook her head.
"No, it's ok. I just miss him. He died in battle, against an army of rougue orcs. I came back to Rohan when I heard, leaving Pippin, another hobbit and a friend of Merry's, in charge," She sighed, blinking tears out of her eyes. When she decided she could continue without letting Remus know she was on the verge of tears, she smiled. "That is all of my life's story up to this point, and now you really need to rest. Good night, Remus," Eowyn said, and she left the room, closing the door behind her.
Remus laid back down, closed hisa eyes, and fell asleep.
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Now, I have to shout out to my friends:
Kirsten, Kayla, Tara, Kristen, Jessica, Melissa, Sara, Liz, and Bridget.
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Hope you liked this chapter. I decided to continue because of all my loyal readers, and I will say this:
I need more reviews. Please if you read, please Review. It'd be much appreiciated. Thank you.
~Kala~
With Remus:
"I will go after her, Eowyn," Legolas said when Eowyn made to leave after Aranel. "I will talk with her." Legolas left and Gandalf looked at Remus.
"Dumbledore she said. I had a brother named Dumbledore once. He was banished to another time and world," Gandalf said idly.
"And for what reason was he banished for, Gandalf," Eomer asked.
"Oh... well... there was a prophesy, one that involved the two of us. The prophesy stated that their would be two wizards born; both of great power. They would be able to live within the same world until their second birthday, at which time the second born would be sent to another world, another time. I had been born first, so it was Dumbledore, second born, who would be sent to the other world, the one that had been linked to this world long before we were born."
"It could be the same world and time that Aranel and Remus came from. It could have been the book linked to Aranel's old world that Dumbledore was sent through," Eowyn said, thinking quickly.
"That is a possiblity," Gandalf said, and without another word he left the room. Eowyn and Eomer looked at one another and Eowyn nodded. Eomer bowed gracefully, turned, and followed after Gandalf. Eowyn watched as he left, and then turned to Remus.
"Do you remember anything from your world," Eowyn asked him, sitting in the chair next to Remus's bed.
"I remember people in my world: Dumbledore, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, all the Weasleys, and that girl, Aranel, who ran out, she reminds me of Hermione Granger. You think Gandalf's brother is Albus Dumbledore from my world?" Eowyn nodded.
"I thinkhe could be," Eowyn said. "Is that all you remember, the people?" Remus nodded.
"I don't remember why I came here. If I could only somehow remember, then perhaps, I could help. I feel like I'm intruding on you and your family. Is Aranel your younger sister?" Eowyn laughed and shook her head.
"Oh, no. She came from your world, too. She used to be Hermione Granger, and she still might be some Hermione left in her. When she came she had lost her memory, and now some seems to be coming back to her." Remus smiled.
"No wonder she reminded me of Hermione... she is Hermione. What about the others? Are they related to you?"
"Only one of them. Eomer, the king. He's my brother. Legolas, the elf, is Aranel's fiance and a close friend of Eomer and I. Gandalf is the wizard... the one with the staff. He's a friend of the family."
"Wait! Hermione... I mean Aranel is engaged to the elf?" Eowyn nodded. "But in our old world she is married to Harry. Why did she get engaged when she's still yet married to Harry?" Eowyn sighed.
"Well, unlike you, when Aranel, Hermione as she once was, arrived here she couldn't remember anything, not even who she was. That's how she got the name Aranel. Aragorn, the high king, gave it to her. It's elfish for Sarah, which means princess. She and Legolas fell in love, and were for a month before, today, Legolas asked for her hand in marraige, and she said yes. She didn't remember Harry at all and she still doesn't, or rather didn't until recently. That is why Legolas dicided to postpone their wedding until, once Aranel's memory is back to it's full extent, she chooses what to do... or rather who she will be with," Eowyn said explaining the complications to Remus. When she finished Remus blinked, his mouth hanging open.
"I'm lucky to remember my name much less some people from my old world. Now, what is your story," Remus asked Eowyn. He felt as if he knew this woman, as if they'd been friends forever and they were merely catching up on each others lives.
"My story," Eowny asked, taken aback. Not many people were interested in her life.
Perhaps, he's different, a voice in her head told her. She smiled at Remus. "My life's story is not all that interesting. I was born daughter to Eomund. My parents died and Eomer and I came to live with our uncle, Theoden, king of Rohan at the time. We grew up within these halls," she said, looking around the room, and pausing for a second. "Two years ago when the war was near over, I dressed as a soldier and rode with Theoden, Eomer, and an army of men to battle. I took the name Durnhelm. A hobbit, Merry, the king's esquire, might of suspected me, but I'm not altogether sure if he did. Other then him, no one else looked twice at me.
At the battle of Minas Tirith, I killed the Wraith King. The prophesy had been that the Wraith King would die by the hand of one who was not man... a woman. It had wounded be badly, along with the hobbit Merry, though Eomer also was wounded some time during the fight. Theodem, our uncle, who reminded me of a father, died in battle. That day Eomer, whom Theoden had named his heir, became King of Rohan. I had to stay in Gondor until I was healed and even after. The Steward of Gondor, Faramir, asked me if I loved him. Asked me if I would not. He told me he loved me. I finnaly decided that I did love him, and I told him I no longer wished to be a queen. We were married some time after," Eowyn said, and took a deep breath.
"What happened to him... Faramir," Remus asked, cautiously.
"He died," Eowyn said flatly, trying her hardest not to let the tears clouding her vision, flow down her face, "two years ago."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." Remus began but Eowyn shook her head.
"No, it's ok. I just miss him. He died in battle, against an army of rougue orcs. I came back to Rohan when I heard, leaving Pippin, another hobbit and a friend of Merry's, in charge," She sighed, blinking tears out of her eyes. When she decided she could continue without letting Remus know she was on the verge of tears, she smiled. "That is all of my life's story up to this point, and now you really need to rest. Good night, Remus," Eowyn said, and she left the room, closing the door behind her.
Remus laid back down, closed hisa eyes, and fell asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now, I have to shout out to my friends:
Kirsten, Kayla, Tara, Kristen, Jessica, Melissa, Sara, Liz, and Bridget.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hope you liked this chapter. I decided to continue because of all my loyal readers, and I will say this:
I need more reviews. Please if you read, please Review. It'd be much appreiciated. Thank you.
~Kala~