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May 9...or should I say October 6, 1998?
This morning, while I was still at Edoras, I got myself ready to go home. I put my regular clothes on, and I put my Elvish clothes, my Evlish cloak, my sword in its sheath, my bow and arrow, and my armor in my bag (I'm really glad that Gandalf said I could keep the things that I got while I was in that world), and I went outside to Gandalf, so I could come home. When I got to him, I saw that there were quite a few people there to see me off: Gandalf, of course, and Aragorn and Arwen, Legolas, Gimli, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Eomer, Eowyn, and Faramir.
I looked down at my feet, then at everyone who had come to see me off.
"I'm really going to miss you all, because I've had such a good time here," I said.
"We'll miss you too, Harry," said Arwen, "But before you go, we have some gifts to give you to remember us by." Arwen brought out a silver pendant with crystal jewels on a silver chain and put it around my neck (remember, my arm was broken). "Whenever you need comfort, whether it be pain or a loss, this will help you."
"Thank you," I said, and I hugged her and Aragorn, "I'll need it."
"Harry?" said Eowyn. I turned around. "Take this horn of Rohan. Blow it whenever you are at need, and help will come."
"Thank you," I said, and hugged her.
When I had hugged everyone, and when I had put the horn in my bag, Gandalf spoke.
"Harry," he said, "it is time."
I went over to Gandalf.
"Hold onto the pendant," he said. I took hold of the pendant on the silver chain, and gripped it tight.
Gandalf took his staff, said a few words in Elvish, a kind of incantaion, I guess, and brought his staff down on the ground. There was a blinding flash of light, and I fell down. When I got up, however, I didn't see Gandalf, or Edoras, for that matter, but what I saw was Hermione, Ron, and Natalie! My mouth opened in surprise, and so did Hermione's.
"Bloody hell, Harry, what happened to your arm?" said Ron in surprise.
"What do you mean?" I said, then I remembered that my arm was broken and in a sling.
"One second you don't have your arm in a sling, then the next second a sling suddenly appears on your arm!"
"About that..." I began, but then Hermione inturrupted.
"Harry, you should go to Madame Pomfrey, we'll go with you, and after wards, you can tell us all about how your arm came to be in a sling in a split second."
"What about Hogsmeade?"
"Harry, you're more important than a trip to Hogsmead," said Natalie. I smiled at her, and we went back up to the castle and when we got there, we headed to the hospital wing.
Madam Pomfrey luckily didn't ask any questions about my arm. She was able to heal it right away
After I had my arm healed, and Hermione, Ron, Natalie, and I went to the common and found a secluded spot where I could tell them of my adventures. We headed over to the spot and sat down.
"Explanation, Harry," said Hermione. I didn't need to ask what Hermione meant.
I told Hermione, Ron, and Natalie about my adventures. About the time-turner, about how when I tripped, the time turner broke, and I found myself face to face with my dad and Sirius. I told them about my time at Hogwarts with my dad, and I told them about being in the library one day, ahving a book fall on me, and how I found myself in Middle-Earth, and then I told them about all my adventures in Middle-Earth, and finally I reached the end of my story, when I had looked again onto my friends.
"Wow," said Ron, "That's definetley a story to tell your parents."
"Ron, my parents are dead, remember?"
"No they're not," said Ron.
"Besides, how could they be?" Hermion said, "Your dad's the DADA teacher, and your mum's the librarian."
I then realized that by going back time, I had somehow altered some things in the future, which could only mean...
"Is Voldemort alive?" I asked quickly.
"Who's Voldemort?" said Ron.
"Harry?" Hermione said, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," I said, but then I remembered that I had killed the Mouth of Sauron. A sudden realized dawned on me that the Mouth of Sauron was the future Voldemort, and that when I killed him, I had unintentionally altered the course of history! Quickly I said, "Hermione, give me your mirror."
Hermione handed me her mirror, and I looked at it. My scar was gone.
~*~The End~*~
I'd like to say thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers! I've started writing another story, It's called A New Beginning, thought the title's subject to change. Here's the link to it: https://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1671322&time=1073179780
May 9...or should I say October 6, 1998?
This morning, while I was still at Edoras, I got myself ready to go home. I put my regular clothes on, and I put my Elvish clothes, my Evlish cloak, my sword in its sheath, my bow and arrow, and my armor in my bag (I'm really glad that Gandalf said I could keep the things that I got while I was in that world), and I went outside to Gandalf, so I could come home. When I got to him, I saw that there were quite a few people there to see me off: Gandalf, of course, and Aragorn and Arwen, Legolas, Gimli, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Eomer, Eowyn, and Faramir.
I looked down at my feet, then at everyone who had come to see me off.
"I'm really going to miss you all, because I've had such a good time here," I said.
"We'll miss you too, Harry," said Arwen, "But before you go, we have some gifts to give you to remember us by." Arwen brought out a silver pendant with crystal jewels on a silver chain and put it around my neck (remember, my arm was broken). "Whenever you need comfort, whether it be pain or a loss, this will help you."
"Thank you," I said, and I hugged her and Aragorn, "I'll need it."
"Harry?" said Eowyn. I turned around. "Take this horn of Rohan. Blow it whenever you are at need, and help will come."
"Thank you," I said, and hugged her.
When I had hugged everyone, and when I had put the horn in my bag, Gandalf spoke.
"Harry," he said, "it is time."
I went over to Gandalf.
"Hold onto the pendant," he said. I took hold of the pendant on the silver chain, and gripped it tight.
Gandalf took his staff, said a few words in Elvish, a kind of incantaion, I guess, and brought his staff down on the ground. There was a blinding flash of light, and I fell down. When I got up, however, I didn't see Gandalf, or Edoras, for that matter, but what I saw was Hermione, Ron, and Natalie! My mouth opened in surprise, and so did Hermione's.
"Bloody hell, Harry, what happened to your arm?" said Ron in surprise.
"What do you mean?" I said, then I remembered that my arm was broken and in a sling.
"One second you don't have your arm in a sling, then the next second a sling suddenly appears on your arm!"
"About that..." I began, but then Hermione inturrupted.
"Harry, you should go to Madame Pomfrey, we'll go with you, and after wards, you can tell us all about how your arm came to be in a sling in a split second."
"What about Hogsmeade?"
"Harry, you're more important than a trip to Hogsmead," said Natalie. I smiled at her, and we went back up to the castle and when we got there, we headed to the hospital wing.
Madam Pomfrey luckily didn't ask any questions about my arm. She was able to heal it right away
After I had my arm healed, and Hermione, Ron, Natalie, and I went to the common and found a secluded spot where I could tell them of my adventures. We headed over to the spot and sat down.
"Explanation, Harry," said Hermione. I didn't need to ask what Hermione meant.
I told Hermione, Ron, and Natalie about my adventures. About the time-turner, about how when I tripped, the time turner broke, and I found myself face to face with my dad and Sirius. I told them about my time at Hogwarts with my dad, and I told them about being in the library one day, ahving a book fall on me, and how I found myself in Middle-Earth, and then I told them about all my adventures in Middle-Earth, and finally I reached the end of my story, when I had looked again onto my friends.
"Wow," said Ron, "That's definetley a story to tell your parents."
"Ron, my parents are dead, remember?"
"No they're not," said Ron.
"Besides, how could they be?" Hermion said, "Your dad's the DADA teacher, and your mum's the librarian."
I then realized that by going back time, I had somehow altered some things in the future, which could only mean...
"Is Voldemort alive?" I asked quickly.
"Who's Voldemort?" said Ron.
"Harry?" Hermione said, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," I said, but then I remembered that I had killed the Mouth of Sauron. A sudden realized dawned on me that the Mouth of Sauron was the future Voldemort, and that when I killed him, I had unintentionally altered the course of history! Quickly I said, "Hermione, give me your mirror."
Hermione handed me her mirror, and I looked at it. My scar was gone.
~*~The End~*~
I'd like to say thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers! I've started writing another story, It's called A New Beginning, thought the title's subject to change. Here's the link to it: https://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1671322&time=1073179780