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Chapter 5-Many Meetings

A/N: sorry it did not come up last time but were Corintur says Everything has been cleared away. The camp has been set. it is in Elvish. I had another way of representing elvish but the server did not agree. so sorry for that.
Elvish
"English"

Ron sits back down at the Gryffindor table with his sister, Ginny and Hermione. Ron had finally gathered his courage around the middle of August and asked Hermione out. Worrying about Harry and his disappearance had but a bit of a strain on their friendship but as a couple they were closer than before.
"So?" Ron said, as he turned to Hermione. "What do you know about all this? The White Council, Elvish, those runes, hobbits and stuff?"
All the nearby Gryffindors leaned in, hoping to hear something new.
Hermione seemed flustered as she responded. "I, I don't know much of it all actually. I've read in Hogwarts a History a small chapter on what occurred during the last of goblin wars with the Founders. There is a reference to an alliance between the Wizarding communities with others. There it mentions '1000 years ago three hunters came to the castle proclaiming that they wished to organise an alliance between the humans and elves, dwarfs, merfolk, centaurs and griffons together.' It doesn't mention the Elvish Language anything about High Elves anywhere. I've never even of it before."
"Alright 'Mione" Ron seemed shocked; it wasn't like his girlfriend not to know everything about a subject. "Well I guess we go to the Library then." a non from Hermione "Well can it wait until tomorrow? I want to get to sleep after this"

"Actually there are descriptions of the 'Three Hunters'." Hermione remembered "That description really fits those three who went with Dumbledore. Well I am not sure about 'Greenleaf' since he had his hood up and did not really speak. According to the descriptions he is an Elf. A True, High, First-Born Elf. Truthfully it must be an inherited position."
"Ah yes, the Three Hunters" Corintur had stealthily moved to the Gryffindor Table. The Gryffindors all jump not realising that he had been listening in. "Strider has yet another title to add to the growing list"
"What!?! Those three are the same? The ones described in that book?"
"Yes"
"But... but that's impossible! It was a 1000 years ago, and, and they have not aged"
"Not impossible. Not probable but not impossible"
"But no one is immortal"
"Really? What makes you say that?" Corintur questions "In the realm we come from time travels differently to here, sometimes slower and sometimes faster. You can have immortal beings. In the stories and legends of your people do you not have references to old wise beings that could not die? Known as the First-Born race, the Elves. Hell even your current idiotic Voldemort was trying to become immortal"
"Definitely the Library then" sighed Ginny
"The last time I saw a House Elf was almost twenty four years ago now" Corintur stated
"But, but you don't look that old. You look our age"
"Appearances can be deceiving"

"Are you really a prince?"
"Ron!"
"Sorry!"
"Yes I am" Corintur replied
"Wicked"
"In a way. I am a Prince of Light. I protect the weak and powerless. I am a warrior for light giving my life to save others. All of us, Greenleaf, Gimli, Strider even the Hobbits, are princes of Light. Spent our days fighting the dark. Even in your world you have Princes of Light. Your headmaster, Dumbledore right? He would be considered a Prince of light, for Grinedelwald and for leading the light against others that have tried to rise."

"You'll soon find out some Wizarding families are much better than others. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." Draco had moved towards the table and the group. He held out his hand.
"Excuse me" Corintur asked "PIPPIN"
"Eeep" At this moment Pippin had been reacting of the last of the chocolate cake at the Ravenclaw table. Pippin sighed "May I please have the last slice?"
"Yeah sure. There's enough to go round" a Ravenclaw (Terry Boot) stated
Pippin looking slightly confused my the statement took the remaining slice "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
In its place a new chocolate cake had been placed. Pippin had been so frightened he had fallen off the chair he had been on and ended up on the floor. Corintur raises and eyebrow then moves swiftly to Pippin and helps him up. "That will teach you a lesson"
"Now where were we? Ah yes. I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request." Corintur picks up the previous conversation waits a beat "Means no Mister Malfoy"
"What! H, how did you know who I am? How did the other know as well?"
"Lets see. Blond hair, sneering expression. Why you must be a Malfoy" Corintur cheerfully states
Ron laughs while Malfoy looks shocked.
"Red Hair, too many freckles. These two must be Weasleys" Corintur bows slightly to them. "May a star shine on the hour of our meeting. Both your families date back to the 'Founders' time do they not?"
"Well yes..."
"Are you a Longbottom are you not?" Corintur asks Neville
"Yes I am si, si, sir" stuttered Neville
Corintur laughs "Why do you call me 'sir'? I am not your teacher, nor am I in charge. I am older but that doesn't mean much. I only tease Strider about it because of his reactions."
"Indeed"

Once inside the Antechamber, Strider turns to Greenleaf and Gimli "Death Eaters, you know how Corintur gets with human deaths - even if they are working for evil, he will end up on a rant 'I wonder what his name is... where he comes from... if he really was evil at heart, or what lies or threats led him on this long march from home. If he would not rather have stayed there... in peace. War will make corpses of us all.' Or some such. Really I thought better of you."
"Estel, please, we understand. Still, he does deserve his braids."
"Warrior Braids?" questioned Remus
"Yes" replied Gimli "He had the most kills."
"Final count, 42."
"Well that's a right fine number for a young Elven princeling. But I am sitting pretty on a score of 43."
"45"
"Harrumph"
"So that leaves 48 for Corintur" Remus calculated.
"True. The 'army' was not even the vanguard (advanced group). Most likely the three were trying to prove to their master that they could do something of use. If we had not been aware of them then some of the children would have died tonight."
"I wish we could have caught the other one. Annoying shape shifting ability."
"What did he change into?" Dumbledore inquired
"I am not sure. Something small though. Corintur would be better to ask. He was closer to it. As of the morning I will setup the watches for the forest and lake areas. We will take a look into the wards and then set out on the tasks assigned." Strider mentioned to Greenleaf and Gimli.

To Dumbledore Strider announced "Headmaster, I wish to indroduce myself and my companions. I am Strider, also known by the Elves as Estel. This is Legolas, nickname Greenleaf and Gimli the dwarf. Also we wish to help teach the students and even the Professors if needed how to defend themselves if they are attacked. We cannot stay here forever - as much as we might want. We have come to help. The hobbits will remain indoors and check out the school. If you and the professors will allow they will also join some classes. I will allow only Frodo or Sam to enter the dungeons - the others would wreak havoc especially if they had access to potion ingredients. Pranksters at heart really." blocking Snape's interruption before it occurred
"Hey! We all are" Gimli grumpily stated.
"How many of there are you. You cannot simply guard the castle with only eight beings. The hobbits would not last in any case" Snape snidely replied.
"You would be surprised"
"Gimli. There are fifty Elves here now, plus our eight. And more can be gathered if needed."

"Remus How do you know these people? You said that no human had had contact with them in over ten thousand years?"
"Yes well it depends on your point of view. Most of those who knew about their world were not strictly human themselves. Anyway all the others that knew anything are dead."
"Not strictly human?"
"Umm, well most were, umm, Animagus." Remus clears his throat.

"Getting back on track... You wish to teach a self-defence class?" Dumbledore asked Strider tried to get the conversation back. "and please call me Albus"
"Yes, at least once a week. How to duck, to fall without hurting oneself, to fight bare-handed or even how to cut one's losses and run like hell."
"We could teach that. Your people sound like they are going to need it. War is near." Gimli added
"Teaching the students that... bulling and fights will get out of hand. They should be protected" McGonagall replied "We will not risk the children to open war."
"Open war is upon you whether you would risk it or not." Strider stated "the children should decide for themselves. You cannot be everywhere at once. From what I know of this world you wizards rely on your wands to do magic. If one of your students lose theirs or do not have time to take it out, they still wouldn't be defenceless. Also If any student tries to duel outside of class without a life or death situation they will wish Mr Filch would be able to use the old ways of detention after I am through with them."
"Wizards these days have no appreciation for personal combat." said Gimli
"They've become lazy. Complacent. Prefer to use their wands instead of their hands." replied Greenleaf.
"Alright, I see your point. I will allow the self- defence class on the weekends" said Dumbledore
"How can you be sure you can trust them, Albus?" Flitwick wondered, playing the devil's advocate.
The mischievous glint in the old man's eyes came back with revenge. "Have you ever met servants of evil that bickered like children? I rest my case."
"Since the students have already met you and you will be teaching them, rooms will be made available to all of eight of you."
"Now if there is nothing at this moment to discuss then I think we should get back to the feast."

Walking back into the room they heard Corintur pointing out names of families that had been around since the last time they had been here and why he teased Strider.
"Indeed" Strider replied. Looking around the room, "many families have been lost. Some to time, some to war. Is there a Potter or A Black Child at Hogwarts? One at least should still be here. Unless time is even more out-of-wack."
The whole hall quietened and looked towards the teachers table.
"Umm. I should have told you before. James and Lily. Their dead Estel. They have been for 15 years to this date."
"James, Lily Dead!" Gimli replied shocked.
Strider slumped to sit on the table "How?"
"They were betrayed, by Sirius Black" Remus answered "He was their secret keeper, and then he went on a rampage and killed Peter and 15 other Muggles"
"No it cannot be"
"Some how Harry survived the Killing Curse by Voldermort. For fourteen years we had peace. The Wizarding World believed Him dead. We were wrong. In Harry's forth year he managed to obtain a body again. Ever since He has been terrorising the community."
"A second coming of darkness. Sound familiar anyone???" Sam stated.
"There's more..." Remus tentatively explained "Harry"
"Dead?"
"No. Presume dead, but missing."
"When? What happened?"
"Approximately two days before his birthday. We don't know, he disappeared into thin air"
"Thin air? Why is it always thin air? Never fat air, chubby air, mostly-fit-could-stand-lose-a-few-pounds air?" Corintur pondered
The others laugh at his attempt to lighten them up.
"You three knew the Potter's?"
"Yes they did. Strider was a relation, of sorts" Remus acknowledged.

"Students, Staff, I have an announcement. As part of these people protecting Hogwarts they have also asked to teach you how to defend yourself without magic" Dumbledore stated "your future Professors of Basic Physical Defence and Survival, will only teach on the weekends -"
"What about Quidditch?" a Hufflepuff questions.
"The classes can be scheduled around those matches"
"Quidditch?" Greenleaf asks
"Quidditch!" Seamus Finnigan interrupted adamantly. "It's the best sport in the world and Gryffindor is Hogwarts' best team," he boasted.
"Sports. We began golf you may remember" Merry piped up
"Yes, yes, fine, moving on" strider replied "War is a dirty business. Always ensure your survival first and then worry about your enemies later. The class, aptly called 'How to Duck, Dodge, Call for Help and Run like Hell. Any Questions?"
The hall was silent.
"You are going to teach us to defend ourselves without magic? Against You-Know-Who?" Justin Finch-Fletchley asked
Gimli intervened, "I know who?"
"He-who-mast-not-be-named," came the replied
"Nope still drawing a blank" Strider said
"I've got nothing" Corintur added
"The Dark Lord"
"Sauron?"
"Sauron? who never mind. we mean Voldermort" Hermione explained
"Do not say His name." Snape hissed
Silence fell.

"Can we at least wait until after the meal I'm still hungry?"
"That's fine Merry" Strider answered "I am sorry Albus." Strider, Greenleaf and Gimli all start walking towards the doors.
"What you're leaving?" asks a Hufflepuff
"You're giving up!" said a Slytherin
"You've only just arrived!" said a Gryffindor
"What is the point of forming an alliance with a side that has all ready given up? When you have already lost?"
"I beg your pardon-" McGonagall started
"Fear" Strider said "Fear. you lot have let it consume you. yes you can be frightened. yes scared, afraid and even fearful. but you must not let it control you. Unfortunately people tend to be afraid of what they don't know, or don't understand."

"Wouldn't not using his true name scare people even more?" Sam asked. "I mean, if you don't know what you're facing, you'll be more scared right?"
"Yeah," Pippin added. "You're giving him even more power. It's not like the darkness is so great that it hurts to say his name."

"Say the damned name! Calling him 'He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named' just gives him greater power than he deserves." Corintur suddenly laughed. "Tell you what - start calling him something ridiculous, like Moldiemort, or Voldie or Tommy boy or something like that." He was rewarded with a snort from Ron at that. "Exactly. Never forget that he's powerful, but making fun of him will make it easier to fight him.
"All Voldie does is perpetuate people's fear by assuming a false name and title. Then, to further the fear, he makes sure that no one will have the courage to speak it. So people use 'You-Know-Who'. Voldie claims to be so great, the most powerful sorcerer in the world, and yet almost nobody who He really is!" Greenleaf asserted

"If you want to fight" spoke Strider "you have to mean it. you have to believe it. you have to join together as one. There is no point in fighting otherwise."
"You must unite or your will fail, to the doom of this world, your freedom, your life" Corintur declared.

"I am from an Old Pureblood Family!" Draco voiced "Why should I unite with half-bloods and Mudbloods? I'm better than them."
"Pureblood! Humans! this is was you truly have become? fascinated by blood? feeling superior to anyone who does not have magic. anyone who is not as 'pure' as you? or even those who chose to excel in areas without magic or the need for a wand?" Corintur spat
"Now listen here-"
"No you listen to me" Corintur moved in front of Malfoy "What would happen to you if you lost your wand? or broke it? how could you possibly cope. what if you got in a fight for your life. what would you do?"
"That won't happen"
"Really! losing your wand or fighting for your life?"
"Both"
"Naive child. Fighting for your lives will happen. Maybe not to all, but for most of you. Some have already fought."
Corintur raises his hand and Malfoy's wand appears in it. "Okay, now what do you do Mr Malfoy?"
"Th th tha that's cheating" stuttered Draco shocked.
"Why" Corintur replied "I used magic. just because I didn't use a wand or say an incantation mean that I cheated. So... what do you do? Do you know any way to defend yourself against an attack? to save yourself if it is broken?"
"But it's impossible to use a wand once it's broken. and when it is you don't have as much magic since the wand would have a magical core to help you out. According to- " Hermione answered
"That's not actually true. Are you not taught how to use your core magic, wandless magic?"
"No that's really advanced magic. Not many people wizards or witches have the aptitude and those who do find it very hard." Hermione replied
"Myth, actually. It's not that hard at all." Corintur laughs "The magical world has really let it self down. no one teaches defence or even how to use the magic inside of you. No wonder there is a diminished amount of powerful wizards and witches. You have forgotten it all."
"Then we will teach it to them again. If they wish it. If they are willing to fight for their freedom" Strider stated. "What say you?"

"Yes. We accept your offer to teach us" said Dumbledore

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