Well, this took a little bit longer than I thought to get out. Not to fear *cheesy Superman music begins playing* I have the next part done, and the next one after that almost done.

Moonfairy (who is really tired and really should go to bed)

*is back from vacation with a tan and much blonder hair, along with a slight Southern drawl*
Hello, my lovely readers.

Now, unfortunately, there's a law that says I have to go to this prison called 'high school'
and that I can't stay home and write fics. Once I'm locked in behind those doors, I have seven
hours of torture before I carry my overweight backpack up three friggin' huge hills (yes, I
walk home).

So, here's the point of this all: this chapter was a little slow in being posted 'cause A) I
was really lazy the first three days after I got back from vacation (I'm still getting over
this really hot guy I saw on vacation), B) I've been getting ready for school/going to school,
C) I've had (and am going to continue to have) more doctor appointments than I would wish on my
English teacher, and D) I have the next two/three parts done. Whatever I have backlogged will
be submitted about every two weeks. Also, this fic, at least how it's currently planned, will
be done in three more chapters.

I must confess that this is my first Harry Potter/Lord of the Rings fics, and I'm guilty of not
reading the LoTR books and going by the movies and by more experienced LoTR writers. I have
read all five Harry Potter books though.

To try to avoid errors I may make while writing this, I finally remembered that I have a guide
to Tolkien that I can use...

I don't own Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter.

Aish and Angelica were the original authors of this fic, so all credit for this fic goes to
them!

Still PG-13ish.

Chapter Twelve of "Elf at Hogwarts"
'My Little Girl is Getting Married?!'
~~

Thranduil looked at the elves assembled before him. None of them were the sharpest knife in
the drawer, but they were loyal to Mirkwood, very strong, and most importantly, very brave.

"I've called you here for a very important reason. A need a pair of you to travel across enemy
lines into Rivendell. Once in Rivendell, you must give Lord Elrond, and only Lord Elrond,
three letters." Thranduil felt like he was preaching on top of a soapbox. It reminded him of
his days of following his father on war campaigns.

Two elves stepped forward. "My lord, we will take the mission."

Thranduil smiled. "Very well. Kahrand and Elkenwood, rest for today. Tomorrow you will find
two of the fastest horses and a pack of food waiting for you by the stables. You'll leave at
first light."

The two elves nodded. The other elves dispersed. Thranduil thought that the entire situation
had gone over much too easily.

~~

Elroy glanced towards the desk in his Grandfather's study. No owls had arrived from either of
his fathers, and one should be due any day now. Elroy pursed his lips together. It wasn't like
his daddy to be late with anything, Legolas was always prompt. Aragorn was the one who had
trouble remembering what to do.

Thranduil smiled as he watched his grandson. Between visiting Arwen, who had been moved to a
better room since her engagement to Elroy, and figuring out how to tell his other grandfather(1)
that he was marrying his daughter, Elroy had been rather busy. It was only a half hour before
Thranduil met with his messengers that Elroy had finished composing a letter to Elrond. Judging
by how heavy the letter was, it was a long letter.

Thranduil sincerely hoped that Elroy and Arwen's marriage would smooth over any problems and
make an everlasting peace between the two kingdoms.

~~

At the first sign of daybreak, Kahrand and Elkenwood left the kingdom of Mirkwood. Carefully
packed under some lembas was three important letters: a letter from Elroy, a letter from Arwen,
and a letter from Thranduil.

The pair made good time out of Mirkwood, but both were not looking forward to the mountains.
Any elf warrior of Mirkwood knew that some of Rivendell's 'good' archers (crude jokes often
circulated through the camps about Rivendell's lack of good archers) would not waste any time
trying to kill them while they traveled through the Misty Mountains.

The pair had made to the edge of the Misty Mountains when dusk had fallen. After a very
thorough scouting job, Elkenwood led the horses over to the river for a drink while Kahrand
started a fire. After eating their lembas, Elkenwood made himself comfortable in a tree while
Kahrand pulled guard duty.

~~

The next morning, Elkenwood and Kahrand found themselves riding hard through the Misty Mountains
with two scouts from Rivendell chasing after them. While any other elf would have turned
around and explained things, Elkenwood and Kahrand weren't the most brightest, so they used the
first technique that came to mind: they ran. Or in this case, their horses ran. At the pace
the pair had set, a new record for quickest ride through the Misty Mountains would be set.

Once they started back down the mountain, Elkenwood and Kahrand noticed something odd. The
scouts who had been chasing them backed off. The duo finally found out why about two minutes
after the scouts disappeared. Elladan and Elrohir sat on horseback with fifty armed elves
around them. Elkenwood and Kahrand exchanged glances.

They were so dead.

"Why are you trespassing on Rivendell land?" Elladan asked, his eyes hard.

Kahrand, the brighter of the two (which really wasn't saying much), spoke up. "We bring three
letters from Mirkwood. One from your sister."

Elrohir glared at Kahrand. "Is Arwen well?"

Elkenwood spoke up. "Our prince, Elroy, is making sure that no ill befalls Arwen."

"And why is this?"

"Our prince has fallen in love with Arwen, as Arwen has with our prince. We bring these
letters to your father, Lord Elrond, to fully explain the situation to him, and we have orders
to give the letters directly to him."

Elladan and Elrohir exchanged glances, seemingly figuring out if it was safe to trust the two
elves from Mirkwood. Finally, Elrohir nodded. "Follow us. We'll grant you an audience with
our father, but we will stay in the room with you. If you try to pull anything, you will be
killed."

Kahrand and Elkenwood exchanged glances. Kahrand spoke up. "Very well."

~~

Elrond had a little shock when he saw his twin sons walk in with two Mirkwood messengers. Of
course, after living in a house with twin elves for centuries and for a short period, a human
who acted like an elf, things were never boring and Elrond had learned how to deal with the
things his sons brought home over the years.

But this was definitely something new.

"Father, these two messengers have something for you." Elrohir said.

Elkenwood opened his pack and pulled out the bundle of letters. "A letter from Lord Thranduil,
a letter from Prince Elroy, and a letter from your daughter, Arwen."

Elrond raised an eyebrow at the mention of his daughter. Arwen had left on a 'private mission'
about a month ago and hadn't been seen since. Elrond had been worried that Mirkwood captured
her, and it appeared that his worries were well founded.

"Is my daughter well?" Elrond asked.

Elkenwood gave Elrond the three letters. "As well as anyone can be."

Elrond nodded. "Take them to the kitchens. I'm sure they're hungry. Allow them to rest also,
but don't let them out of your sights."

Elrohir and Elladan nodded.

~~

"My little girl is getting married!"

Every elf that was on the second floor of the Last Homely House turned and looked at the
normally composed Elrond. His eyes were wide and he was staring at a letter. The elves on the
floor looked at each other and came to a mutual agreement: to get off the floor before what was
left of Elrond's sanity snapped.

Elrond sat down on the bench and reread the letter from his daughter, and then the letter from
Thranduil. He couldn't believe it. Arwen had allowed herself to be set into a more or less
arranged marriage by the son of the man she once loved. Thranduil's letter had been a bit
clearer; it outlined more of the marriage arrangement and why the arrangement had been set up.

Elrond had saved Elroy's letter for last. As he sat and read it, the reason why his daughter
chose the prince of Mirkwood and Gondor was rather clear. Elroy was an honest person, if not a
bit naïve. Elroy could tell that he would grow into a fine young man one day.

Elrond stood up. There was only one thing to do.

Call an official end to the war.

~~

Thranduil was sure that he should have heard news from Rivendell by now. He had sent the
messengers off four days ago. No letters from his son had arrived lately, and Elroy was
beginning to worry about his father and daddy. Thranduil realized that he had rather gotten
off the point in his little mental tirade. He was worried that something had happened to
Elkenwood and Kahrand.

Boy was he ever surprised to see the two of them come back with Elrond in tow a day later.

~~

Thranduil looked at Elkenwood and Kahrand. "What is the meaning of this?"

Elrond spoke up. "Lord Thranduil, since your grandson is marrying my daughter, even if the
actual ceremony won't take place for a hundred more years, we must call an end to this war."

"I couldn't agree more."

Elrond nodded. "I thought so. I have drawn up and peace agreement. I have read your letters
and I realize that King Legolas and King Aragorn(2) are... indisposed of, so this will be a
armistice of a sort. Once they return home, we will sign a true treaty. Agreeable?"

Thranduil nodded as he took the piece of paper from Elrond. He read over the agreement. It
was very fair; lands would stay the same as they always have, but Mirkwood would be receiving a
hefty amount of gold and some fine Rivendell wine as Arwen's dowry.

Elrond halted Thranduil right before he signed the paper. "Keep in mind that this is subject
to change once your son and son-in-law return."

Thranduil nodded. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Thranduil signed his name and offered the quill to Elrond, who signed his own name.

Elroy and Arwen, who had been watching unnoticed in a quiet corner, smiled to one another as
they watched the older elves sign the paper.

The road to an everlasting peace between the kingdoms was just starting to be built, but it
looked to be solid and dependable.

~~

1) I know that Aragorn really isn't Elrond's son, but since Aragorn sees Elrond as the biggest
paternal figure in his life, I believe that Aragorn would still tell stories, regardless of the
war, that are more favorable about Elrond to Elroy. So, it'd be somewhat natural for Elroy to
more or less accept Elrond as his grandfather.

2) Yes, I realize that once crowned king, Aragorn would be Elessar, but since his marriage to
Arwen never took place, let us just say that his destiny to take that name was killed off.

~~

Well, here's the end of this part. Look for the next part in about two weeks.

PLEASE REVIEW!

Peace, Love, and the Moon!
Moonfairy2000

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Replies to my reviewers:

elvengirl22391- As the gender of the baby, I've already decided on a gender and a name. As for
the baby being in love with Ron, it isn't happening. Legolas and Aragorn are leaving the
wizarding world before the baby is born. Hermione isn't in love with Harry, sorry if I misled
you. She's just Overprotective!Hermione in this story.

MoroTheWolfGod- Half Mirkwood, half Hogwarts is how the rest of the story is going to play out.
It makes things a lot easier on me and keeps the story from getting too slow and boring.

Saera- Updates are coming soon!

Legolas19- Thanks for the review!

Tica- I try to listen to most people, even if it doesn't show... Thanks for the review!

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whispers of an angel- It's impossible to hide things from Dumbledore.

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