A/N

I case anyone's wondering because I got some reviews on it I said what happened to Voldemort in the 1st chapter. What happened was he's still out there but he turned his sights away from England to Asia and Australia ya know around that area. Yeah I'm hoping to get more reviews if I type the next chapter cause I don't have too many but thanks to all those who did review. I'll have to do a chapter thanking those people sometimes. .

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I don't own any of these obviously cause I'd be one happy pup.

Summery

I'm not even going to say anything.

I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow-flowers and butterflies
And summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and summer sun
Which when the birds did stir

I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes with out a spring
That I shall never see

For there are still so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green

I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people who will see a world
That I will never know

But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door Sorry I wanted to put that in that has always been a really inspiring poem and it really makes me think. And on top of that it makes me sound like a nut or some nerd so forget I ever said that.
The sun slowly rose over the horizon turning everything a slightly pinkish colour. Rivendell seemed to glow under the influence.

It had been a little over a week since the trip the Potters took to London and Diagon Alley. Elm (yah I know back to Elemmire but that's only for when he's in middle earth remember.) spent a little bit of everyday reading some of his textbooks.

Even though his parents had assured him that the students know practically nothing when they first begin Hogwarts Elemmire wanted to learn all he could before hand.

He only liked to read up about charms, transfiguration, DADA, and to his father's dismay potions.

He was so excited; he had already packed his things for Hogwarts. His room was almost bare, seeing as he had a bottomless trunk prepared for the trip. (Think of Mad Eye Moody's trunk.)

Sadly, Elm noticed, his parents seemed sort of down, in a more or less frightened sort of state. On more then one occasion he had been caught trying to eavesdrop on his parents conversations. But this seemed to get his no where as his parents tended to put up silencing charms.

One day though, about two weeks before school began, he was walking past his grandfathers study he heard some of the high elves talking.

Looking through the crack he saw his mother sitting side by side next to his father on a small couch next to his grandfather. A few other elderly elves sat, and stood around the room.

"So," an elf with dark graying brown hair began standing up. "We all know why we're here." He sighed slightly. "The dark being or presence inside Mirkwood is stirring. It has recently been reported to be on the move. And I'm sure we all know what this most possibly is from our last encounter."

Elemmire's curiosity was now ignited, what were they talking about and more importantly how could he have missed the last meeting they had. Deep in thought he turned his ear back to the crack in the door.

He then heard his mother talk to his surprise.

"What? How can this be we all know that he was destroyed hundreds of years ago. He can't be back its not possible." She sounded slightly scared and disturbed.

Her father sighed, "Darling, we all know this could have happened, true and most powerful evil can't be destroyed with the first shot taken. It takes time and patience, and now we must take action. First things first we all know that the first thing that he'd do would be to recover his property, the one ring. The last we all heard of it the creature Smealgol or what's know known as Gollum was in possession of it. But as I have heard from our good friend Gandalf."

Elemmire heard some kind of motion in side the room. Not knowing weather some one was walking out, he decided to leave and quit while he was ahead.

Thinking back slightly he remembered something his parents had always told him, an old folk lore that was the history of the past middle earth;
Three rings for the elven kings under the sky

Seven for the dwarf lords in their hall of stone

Nine for mortal men doomed to die

And one for the dark lord on his dark throne

In the land of Mordor where shadows lie

One ring to rule them all

One ring to find them

One ring to bring them all and in the darkness to bind them

In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie.

Thinking softly that this must be what all of them were talking about. This was the history and it was said that the dark lord was vanquished and put to rest. Never had he thought that he would come back.

Silently chanting to himself something he had once heard Arwen talking about, and once also with Gandalf;
All that is Gold does not Glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost.

The old whom are strong do not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadow shall spring,

Renewed be blade which was broken,

And the crownless shall again be crowned king.

Still thinking on this note he slowly walked back into his room. Still pondering the fact that two dark lord could come back. Voldemort and Sauron two evil beings could come back and wreck havic upon the both world once again.

He looked up towards the sky and walked into his room.

The one thing he didn't think dwell upon was the fact that he would be apart of both wars and most likely in the middle.

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