AN: I'm sorry, I haven't updated in ages. School's been really crazy,
especially this one class I'm taking. They professor is really out of his
mind. I'm going to do some major updating now! As usual, thanks to my two
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Later that night, Anne invited the entire group to a large dinner. The four American children, as well as their parents, were there along with all the Weasleys and Hermione. Patrick introduced the groups from Middle Earth to all the other wizards. Emma and Niphredil, thinking themselves to be no different from any other youth, spent most of their time talking to all the young wizards. Legolas and Elrond's sons spent all their time interjecting themselves into their conversation. The rest of the adults spent their time talking, save for Dumbledore, Gandalf, and Radgast.
"Did you ever tell Patrick that we all know each other?" Radgast asked Dumbledore.
"Not yet. I will get around to telling him, eventually," Dumbledore said.
The three wizards laughed, knowingly. Dumbledore had met Gandalf while teaching transfigurations at Hogwarts several years ago. Gandalf and Dumbledore had hit it off quite well, even thought Dumbledore was many years younger than Gandalf.
"Are all those children wizards in training?' Radgast asked Dumbledore.
The brown-clad wizard tended to spend his time among the birds and beasts and had been watching the birds outside instead of paying attention.
"Yes they are, Radgast. They will all be in Hogwarts next year," Dumbledore replied.
"Including those four from the America place?" Gandalf questioned.
"Including those four," Dumbledore replied.
Gandalf made a sour looking face, causing Dumbledore to ask, "Is there something wrong?"
"One of those kids has great power, Albus," said the white wizard.
Dumbledore looked confused and asked, "Can you tell which one?"
He knew Harry, particularly, was going to grow up to be powerful wizard but he wasn't sure who else.
"Not directly, Albus. All I can tell you is that, she's very strong," Gandalf answered.
"She," Dumbledore thought to himself, "that narrows it down to Hermione, Ginny, Meghan, Christine, and Ashley."
"Why do you look so nervous?" Niphredil asked Cora, Glendon, and the Americans.
They were all talking quickly amongst themselves and making all kinds of motions with their hands.
"Tomorrow is the final game of our Quiddich seasons and we're going for the Wild Card," Meghan said.
"Quiddich?" said one elf.
"Wild Card?" said the other who looked just like his brother.
"Quiddich is a sport played on broomsticks," said Glendon.
"The wild card is the label given to the fourth team going to the finals. We win tomorrow and we go the play-offs," Meghan said.
"Play-offs?" Legolas asked.
The young wizards laughed at the elves questions. It seemed funny, to them, that they didn't understand these phrases.
"The play-offs are an elimination style tournament where the first place team plays the wild card team and the second place team plays the third place team. The winners of those two games play each other to determine the overall winner," Ashley, quietly, explained.
As usual, Ashley hadn't spoken much during dinner. She seemed to lack the energy to argue with her sister, who seemed to have very strong opinions and no qualms about expressing them. Her quietness was, actually, the result of two different things. She didn't like to start fights and she was both painfully shy and introverted. No one could explain her introversion. Everyone around her, from when she was a baby, was loud and extroverted.
"Would you guys like to come to our Quiddich match tomorrow?' Danny, suddenly, asked.
The elves looked at one another.
"We would love to, my friend, but we will have to ask our father first,' said one of the twins.
"You mean to tell me, that you two are, like, a couple of thousand years old and you still have to ask for your father's permission. Don't let him talk to our mother or she'll never let me and Ashley go out alone," Meghan exclaimed.
"I think what they mean is that they have to ask because they're in a weird place and they don't know if it's safe for them to go," Hermione told Meghan.
"Precisely," said the other twin. Emma looked to her older brother for an answer, as she did when they were home.
"I know father put me in charge, little elf, but we will have to ask my mother. Is that alright with you?" Legolas told his sister.
The little elf nodded, accepting her older brother's answer.
"What about you?' asked Glendon.
"I'll have to ask my parents or, at least, my dad if I can come but I'll come if they say yes," Niphredil answered.
"It'll be a good time," Gillian added, speaking up for the first time.
"We shall see, we shall see," the twin elves said.
Later that night, Anne invited the entire group to a large dinner. The four American children, as well as their parents, were there along with all the Weasleys and Hermione. Patrick introduced the groups from Middle Earth to all the other wizards. Emma and Niphredil, thinking themselves to be no different from any other youth, spent most of their time talking to all the young wizards. Legolas and Elrond's sons spent all their time interjecting themselves into their conversation. The rest of the adults spent their time talking, save for Dumbledore, Gandalf, and Radgast.
"Did you ever tell Patrick that we all know each other?" Radgast asked Dumbledore.
"Not yet. I will get around to telling him, eventually," Dumbledore said.
The three wizards laughed, knowingly. Dumbledore had met Gandalf while teaching transfigurations at Hogwarts several years ago. Gandalf and Dumbledore had hit it off quite well, even thought Dumbledore was many years younger than Gandalf.
"Are all those children wizards in training?' Radgast asked Dumbledore.
The brown-clad wizard tended to spend his time among the birds and beasts and had been watching the birds outside instead of paying attention.
"Yes they are, Radgast. They will all be in Hogwarts next year," Dumbledore replied.
"Including those four from the America place?" Gandalf questioned.
"Including those four," Dumbledore replied.
Gandalf made a sour looking face, causing Dumbledore to ask, "Is there something wrong?"
"One of those kids has great power, Albus," said the white wizard.
Dumbledore looked confused and asked, "Can you tell which one?"
He knew Harry, particularly, was going to grow up to be powerful wizard but he wasn't sure who else.
"Not directly, Albus. All I can tell you is that, she's very strong," Gandalf answered.
"She," Dumbledore thought to himself, "that narrows it down to Hermione, Ginny, Meghan, Christine, and Ashley."
"Why do you look so nervous?" Niphredil asked Cora, Glendon, and the Americans.
They were all talking quickly amongst themselves and making all kinds of motions with their hands.
"Tomorrow is the final game of our Quiddich seasons and we're going for the Wild Card," Meghan said.
"Quiddich?" said one elf.
"Wild Card?" said the other who looked just like his brother.
"Quiddich is a sport played on broomsticks," said Glendon.
"The wild card is the label given to the fourth team going to the finals. We win tomorrow and we go the play-offs," Meghan said.
"Play-offs?" Legolas asked.
The young wizards laughed at the elves questions. It seemed funny, to them, that they didn't understand these phrases.
"The play-offs are an elimination style tournament where the first place team plays the wild card team and the second place team plays the third place team. The winners of those two games play each other to determine the overall winner," Ashley, quietly, explained.
As usual, Ashley hadn't spoken much during dinner. She seemed to lack the energy to argue with her sister, who seemed to have very strong opinions and no qualms about expressing them. Her quietness was, actually, the result of two different things. She didn't like to start fights and she was both painfully shy and introverted. No one could explain her introversion. Everyone around her, from when she was a baby, was loud and extroverted.
"Would you guys like to come to our Quiddich match tomorrow?' Danny, suddenly, asked.
The elves looked at one another.
"We would love to, my friend, but we will have to ask our father first,' said one of the twins.
"You mean to tell me, that you two are, like, a couple of thousand years old and you still have to ask for your father's permission. Don't let him talk to our mother or she'll never let me and Ashley go out alone," Meghan exclaimed.
"I think what they mean is that they have to ask because they're in a weird place and they don't know if it's safe for them to go," Hermione told Meghan.
"Precisely," said the other twin. Emma looked to her older brother for an answer, as she did when they were home.
"I know father put me in charge, little elf, but we will have to ask my mother. Is that alright with you?" Legolas told his sister.
The little elf nodded, accepting her older brother's answer.
"What about you?' asked Glendon.
"I'll have to ask my parents or, at least, my dad if I can come but I'll come if they say yes," Niphredil answered.
"It'll be a good time," Gillian added, speaking up for the first time.
"We shall see, we shall see," the twin elves said.