Just in Time, You are not.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Except some...like Minonthrel...
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Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You've come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping
[Chorus]
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass
Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say: «We have come now to the end»
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping
[Chorus]
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West
-Annie Lennox (Into the West) Lord Of The Rings, The Return Of the King.
"Ah, a truly wonderful song."
"Thank You Dumbledore. Now, will you take her?"
"I shall. Alas! The heir of the throne of the Elven realm has to be hidden. Truly pitiful."
With that, Dumbledore received a bundle of cream-white silk cloth, in which slept a truly beautiful baby girl, from the elven king. Minonthrel. The heir of the elven throne of Middle Earth. How peacefully she slept. Did she not know that she would be the life and death of her people?
"Remember Dumbledore, She is immortal, until the age of twenty-one she will grow, after that, she will remain."
"Understood my lord Elrond."
With a final word of goodbye, Dumbledore departed. He arrived in Hogwarts school Of Witchcraft and Wizardry in a matter of seconds. He laid the baby girl in a cot he conjured with his wand. She was still sleeping. He sat down on his chintz armchair and let his mind wander of in his thoughts. What will become of her? If she dies, her people die. She can only be killed in battle however. What will she do when she finds out who she is?
At that moment, Minerva McGonagall entered his office. Dumbledore was jerked out of his thoughts and smiled at her.
"Hello Professor."
"I see she has arrived Albus."
"Yes. I brought her from Lord Elrond a few moments ago."
"Oh. Dumbledore, I wanted to ask you this from last week. Ever since we left young Mister Potter at his aunt's house. If the prophecy is true, will Harry and Minon actually get together, I mean?"
Before McGonagall could finish,
"Why don't we just make sure."
He went over to his cabinet and took out a small basin with a silvery substance. His pensive. He took his wand, placed it at his temple and took a silvery strand of the substance. He placed it in the basin. It started to swirl. A figure of Sybil Trelawney emerged from it.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives...for the heir of the high elven heir he will be love. Without him the race diminishes...the one with the power to vanquish the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."
With that the figure sank back down and Dumbledore turned to look at Minerva.
"Yes, it is true."
As dawn broke the next day, Minonthrel opened her eyes to see a brand new environment. She bustled out of the blankets and sat up on her cot. Elvish children are more agile and learn to walk as soon as they are born. The door opened and Dumbledore entered his office.
"Ah! Miss Undomiel, you are awake."
Minonthrel gave him a smile...the sweetest smile he had ever received.
Years passed by and Minonthrel grew up in Hogwarts as a normal witch. Dumbledore had not told her who she was. And she, surprisingly, did not ask. On the August before her eleventh birthday, Dumbledore called her to his office. She knew what was coming. The day she would be told the truth. The day she will be asked to join Hogwarts.
She stepped into his office and gave him her beautiful smile. She sat down and Dumbledore began to speak.
"Alas! The day for you to know the truth has come. Miss Undomiel, you are not a human being."
The look on Minon's face said it all. What??
"You are an elf! You come from Middle Earth. You're father is Elrond of Rivendell. You're father asked me to bring you here as if you are there, it might endanger the life of you and you're people, for you see Miss Undomiel, You are the star of Life and Death of the elven race. If you die, they die. If you live, they live."
Minon nodded to show that she understood, and Dumbledore, looking relieved, carried on.
"And today, I have asked you to come here to invite you to join Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry as a student. What do you say?"
"I agree to Dumbledore. But you have to promise me something."
"Anything."
"Don't tell anyone who I am. Let them just know me as a girl who lost her parents to the Dark Lord."
"I promise. Now if you will please, Minerva has kindly agreed to bring you to Diagon Alley to buy things for your school."
"Thank You Dumbledore."
She got up and turned to leave the room when Dumbledore said:
"And Miss Undomiel, you are Immortal. You will stop growing after the age of twenty-one."
Minon nodded once more and smiled inwardly. She strode of towards the transfiguration classroom to find Professor McGonagall. Contented that she finally knew who she was...
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That's my first Chapter. Hope you like it. I don't demand for reviews. If you want to review, if not it's Okay! (
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Except some...like Minonthrel...
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Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You've come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping
[Chorus]
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass
Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say: «We have come now to the end»
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping
[Chorus]
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West
-Annie Lennox (Into the West) Lord Of The Rings, The Return Of the King.
"Ah, a truly wonderful song."
"Thank You Dumbledore. Now, will you take her?"
"I shall. Alas! The heir of the throne of the Elven realm has to be hidden. Truly pitiful."
With that, Dumbledore received a bundle of cream-white silk cloth, in which slept a truly beautiful baby girl, from the elven king. Minonthrel. The heir of the elven throne of Middle Earth. How peacefully she slept. Did she not know that she would be the life and death of her people?
"Remember Dumbledore, She is immortal, until the age of twenty-one she will grow, after that, she will remain."
"Understood my lord Elrond."
With a final word of goodbye, Dumbledore departed. He arrived in Hogwarts school Of Witchcraft and Wizardry in a matter of seconds. He laid the baby girl in a cot he conjured with his wand. She was still sleeping. He sat down on his chintz armchair and let his mind wander of in his thoughts. What will become of her? If she dies, her people die. She can only be killed in battle however. What will she do when she finds out who she is?
At that moment, Minerva McGonagall entered his office. Dumbledore was jerked out of his thoughts and smiled at her.
"Hello Professor."
"I see she has arrived Albus."
"Yes. I brought her from Lord Elrond a few moments ago."
"Oh. Dumbledore, I wanted to ask you this from last week. Ever since we left young Mister Potter at his aunt's house. If the prophecy is true, will Harry and Minon actually get together, I mean?"
Before McGonagall could finish,
"Why don't we just make sure."
He went over to his cabinet and took out a small basin with a silvery substance. His pensive. He took his wand, placed it at his temple and took a silvery strand of the substance. He placed it in the basin. It started to swirl. A figure of Sybil Trelawney emerged from it.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives...for the heir of the high elven heir he will be love. Without him the race diminishes...the one with the power to vanquish the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."
With that the figure sank back down and Dumbledore turned to look at Minerva.
"Yes, it is true."
As dawn broke the next day, Minonthrel opened her eyes to see a brand new environment. She bustled out of the blankets and sat up on her cot. Elvish children are more agile and learn to walk as soon as they are born. The door opened and Dumbledore entered his office.
"Ah! Miss Undomiel, you are awake."
Minonthrel gave him a smile...the sweetest smile he had ever received.
Years passed by and Minonthrel grew up in Hogwarts as a normal witch. Dumbledore had not told her who she was. And she, surprisingly, did not ask. On the August before her eleventh birthday, Dumbledore called her to his office. She knew what was coming. The day she would be told the truth. The day she will be asked to join Hogwarts.
She stepped into his office and gave him her beautiful smile. She sat down and Dumbledore began to speak.
"Alas! The day for you to know the truth has come. Miss Undomiel, you are not a human being."
The look on Minon's face said it all. What??
"You are an elf! You come from Middle Earth. You're father is Elrond of Rivendell. You're father asked me to bring you here as if you are there, it might endanger the life of you and you're people, for you see Miss Undomiel, You are the star of Life and Death of the elven race. If you die, they die. If you live, they live."
Minon nodded to show that she understood, and Dumbledore, looking relieved, carried on.
"And today, I have asked you to come here to invite you to join Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry as a student. What do you say?"
"I agree to Dumbledore. But you have to promise me something."
"Anything."
"Don't tell anyone who I am. Let them just know me as a girl who lost her parents to the Dark Lord."
"I promise. Now if you will please, Minerva has kindly agreed to bring you to Diagon Alley to buy things for your school."
"Thank You Dumbledore."
She got up and turned to leave the room when Dumbledore said:
"And Miss Undomiel, you are Immortal. You will stop growing after the age of twenty-one."
Minon nodded once more and smiled inwardly. She strode of towards the transfiguration classroom to find Professor McGonagall. Contented that she finally knew who she was...
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That's my first Chapter. Hope you like it. I don't demand for reviews. If you want to review, if not it's Okay! (