Chapter thirty

"that was interesting" said Arthur to nobody in particular as his wife was digging through the medi aid kit trying to find a blood replenishing potion, "do they behave like that at Hogwarts too" he asked Ron in a quieter voice

"Yes" replied Ron also in a whisper, unwittingly nodding his head

"Ron, we are grievously offended" said Boromir

"You should beware of the wrath of the men of the west," said Aragorn in a powerful voice, Ron went pale.

"I would ask that you do not threaten my son, in my presence" said Arthur; he turned to his wife, "have you found it?"

Mrs Wealsy shook her head

"Dad, this ought to do the trick" said one of the Wealsy twins

"It's the cure for the blood blisters we have invented"

"It has a strong blood replenishing potion in it"

Fred held out a purple pill an examined it extremely carefully, and then handed it to his father, who also eyed it warily but took the pill anyway. The room held its breath for thirty seconds but Arthur did not sprout feathers or grow horns, the only change was that some colour returned to his cheeks.

"Thank you Fred…this does not mean that you are allowed to open a joke shop"

The twins looked a little dejected but soon shrugged it off.

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"You will be staying in here" said Sirius, Legolas looked around the room, it was not exactly an ideal place for an elf to sleep in, he looked sideways at Sirius, Harry's godfather.

"Master Sirius, there wouldn't happen to be a garden in this house would there?"

"No my parents were never fond of nature or horticulture"

Legolas bit his lip

"Is there something amiss with the room?" Sirius asked him

"Nay tis not the room, tis just…I am an elf"

"You don't look like one to me"

"I am a wood elf, nary if there is a windowsill on which I could rest I would be most grateful, I do not rest easily in an enclosed room, if not I can manage" said the elf anxiously

"this house was designed for security none of the windows will open, the halls are must and the rooms filled with things that work by means of evil magic…I have not left this place for near six months" Legolas looked at the man in front of him, he looked like a man who is trapped and unable to save those he loves, and Legolas pitied him, "Harry tells me that you can transform into a dog, mayhap we can take you out in this form"

"I am too noticeable you do not often see such large dogs in this place"

"I will think of something, but my friend out must be allowed to leave this place soon or the person that is known as Sirius Black will be lost to the world, men may be able to survive enclosed longer than elves but it will still eventually wear down a man too…but I talk too much, yet I think we may meet at time when Rohan's need is great, I have talked too long, it is still two weeks from the midwinter"

"Will this room be alright for you?"

"Do not tell your house-elf to change the sheets when I am gone for they will be unused…Sirius, I would suggest that you talk with Harry, he will need your council"

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Sirius left Legolas and wandered off in search of his godson, as he walked he wondered at the stranger's words, what had he called himself, a wood elf? His word had been kind but he had about him an air of age yet youth, he shook his head in a very doglike manner, it was too confusing for a simple mutt like him, Azkaban had taken away a something of himself, he doubted he would ever regain that part that was lost, was a shame…but he would not think of that…he pondered the idea of asking Dumbledore before talking to Harry but decided against it, he walked to his godson's room and pushed open the door,

"Don't worry Harry" Ron was saying, "Dad is alright we would never have been able to save him if you had not had that vision"

Sirius noticed that Harry was looking scared of something, but looked up and cheered up when he saw Sirius

"Sorry Sirius we didn't notice you"

"Are you alright Harry?"

"Yes Sirius"

"Right"

Sirius shuffled out of the door again. He would talk to Harry later. As he turned back he saw one of those midgets entering his godson's room

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"Hello Frodo, can we help you?"

"No I merely wished to talk to Harry, about his dream, but I can share this with all of you"

"Right" said Ron awkwardly

"you know my task" they all nodded, "well that ring contains a part of our dark lord, his life force is bound to it, it can control your mind, there is one who is known to most as Gollum although his real name is Sméagol, he kept the ring for five hundred years, he is a slave to its will now, and even though it may be many miles from him it influences him still, it influences me and I have known its power less than three months…Harry you have a part of a greater entity that you carry, you like me must destroy the dark lord or die trying, you hold a small part of him and you can use this to destroy him, but you must also use the power that he knows not, you have it from your mother…but I can say no more"

Frodo walked out of the door, leaving Harry, Ron and Hermione speechless for a while

"Is it just me" Ron started to ask, "or did his words sound extremely like a prophecy?"

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SORRY another SHORT CHAPTER

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