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Chapter 21 (AN: 21!) History of Magic

"Arwen!"

Arwen turned to where her name was being called. Glorfindel was running towards her from one end of the hall.

"What does he want?" Aragorn asked, a look of sincere distaste on his face.

"Stay calm. Please." She asked him. She looked worried so he took a deep breath and tried his hardest not t jump on Glorfindel when he walked up to them.

"Arwen." He said.

"Yes?"

"Can I talk to you?"

"I believe that you already are." Arwen said.

"Well can I talk to you some more? In private?" He asked. Arwen shook her head.

"No."

"Later?" he asked her and Arwen considered this for a moment taking side-glance at Aragorn who was staring intently at the ground.

"Maybe. Yes." She said. He smiled.

"After this class?" she nodded.

"Alright, I'll see you inside." He said walking in the room.

"We have this class with him?" Pippin asked.

"I guess so." Arwen said staring at Aragorn. "Aragorn?"

"Let's go inside." He said turning from her and walking into Lady Galadriel's room. Arwen sighed and her older brother Elladan put a reassuring arm around her as they walked in.

The room was beautiful and Arwen right away felt welcome. There were great oak trees sprouting up randomly in the room. The roof was a canopy of the trees branches. White drapery hung from some of the trees giving it a hauntingly beautiful look. There were three great circular tables in the middle of the room. Arwen's grandmother and teacher of the class, Galadriel, sat on a rock at the front of the classroom. She was clothes in silver and blue and she gold hair hung to her waist. She was patiently waiting for everyone to file into the classroom and silence. When the bell rang she stood.

"Welcome to History of Middle-Earth. My name is Lady Galadriel. I am one of the Eldar and have been around for a very long time and am perfectly qualified to teach this subject. I am hoping that we will all be able to get to know each other in here and that you will learn how far Middle-Earth ahs come since the beginning and who play what part in it. Now as you can see there are three tables. You have all been assigned to a table. Whoever else is at your table is in your group. Each group will be assigned one of the three major races, Dwarves, Elves and Men."

"I protest!" Merry said. Galadriel looked down at him with a smile. "Why aren't the hobbits a group?"

"Mr. Brandybuck, Hobbits are very interesting and lovely creatures, and don't take this the wrong way, but how did you effect the making of Middle-Earth? You are very quiet and peaceful creatures who wish to be left alone. Now I am sure that after learning about you, many of the people in this class will wish to visit your land to see more of you, but would you really like strange foreigners trampling all over your land? No you wouldn't. Do you understand? Though if you really would like it, I can assign all the Hobbits to study the history of your people." Galadriel said.

Frodo cut off pippin, who was about to agree to this. "No that is alright. We will be fine learning the History of Middle-Earth through the eyes of another race." He said.

"You are very wise Mr. Baggins." She said and he bowed. "Alright everyone, there are pieces of parchment on my desk with your name on it and the race that you will be studying and what table to sit at. Go ahead."

Aragorn walked over to the table to find his name leaving Arwen behind and not even acknowledging that she was standing next to him. She walked over to him.

"What is wrong with you?" she whispered.

"Nothing." He said looking over the cards. "Here is Eomer's name. Eomer! Here is your card."

"Something is wrong." She said, not letting him change the subject.

"Arwen, I am fine."

"Don't lie to me!" she said to him, careful to keep her voice down. Aragon remained silent. "Fine." Arwen walked away. She sat down in a chair in front of a window.

"Arwen." Galadriel had joined her at her seat by the window. "You look upset."

"Yes well…oh grandmother, everything is so wrong. I was supposed to be happy now that I am with Aragorn. You know my heart; you know how much I care for him. But now he is angry with me for reasons I know not, and Ada is clearly disappointed in me. Why is it every time I am happy, everyone else's lives have to be ruined in order for this to happen?"

"Oh Arwen, that is not true." Galadriel said laying a hand on Arwen's arm.

"Oh but it is! It always has been this way." Arwen said and Galadriel didn't try to argue with her on this, knowing the stubbornness of her daughter's daughter.

"Aragorn is just trying to cope with his love for you… and the jealousy that comes with it. You're going to have to try to understand where coming from."

"I do but…"

"Arwen! I found your card." Telepriel yelled from the other side of the room. Arwen smiled at her grandmother and went over to where her best friend was.

"Thank you Telepriel."

"You have the race of Men, as do I. We are at the third table." She said smiling. She was absolutely glowing.

"What are you so happy about?" Arwen asked miserably.

"What are you not happy about?" Telepriel asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I asked first." Arwen pointed out. Telepriel sighed.

"Your brother is amazing." She said with a big grin.

"He's annoying that's what he is. He won't stop asking me what happened with Ada." Arwen said.

"What did happen?"

Arwen sighed. "He is so disappointed in me and I hate that. I do so want to please him, but I can't deny my heart what it desires."

"He just wants what is best for you." Telepriel said. Arwen shrugged.

"So what about you and Elladan?" Arwen asked, changing the subject to something more light.

"Well, we are going to go for a walk later in the surrounding woods."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Hello. Are you both at this table too?" Eowyn said as she sat down a few seats away.

"That may be why we are sitting here." Telepriel said mildly. Arwen kicked her under the table.

"Yes. We are Eowyn." Arwen said with a small smile, a smile that quickly slipped off her face as she saw Glorfindel approaching. He walked over to where she was and sat on her left side.

"Please stand Glorfindel. Aragorn will wish to sit here." Arwen said.

"He can sit on the other side of Telepriel can he not?"

"Elladan will be sitting there." Arwen said.

"Than he can sit next to Elladan."

"Get up." Arwen said through clenched teeth.

"Oh Arwen, hush now." He said.

"Don't you dare tell me to… oh no." Arwen said as she noticed Aragorn look at Glorfindel sitting next to her. He took a seat on the other side of the table. Arwen groaned and put her head in her hands.

"Glorfindel, get up." Elladan stood behind him along with Legolas and Eomer. His hand was on his shoulder and he was squeezing it quite hard.

"Fine." Glorfindel said. "I will see you after class my lady." He said going over to the second table where he was actually supposed to be. Aragorn stood and took the seat next to Arwen.

"All done talking to him then?" he said sitting.

"Oh Aragorn, I wasn't speaking to him. He wouldn't leave." Arwen said exasperatedly.

"But you are still going to talk to him after class?" he inquired.

"I have to admit, I am slightly curious as to what he has to say." She said truthfully.

"Uh-huh." He said, staring ahead. She looked to see who he was staring at. Boromir. The heir to the Steward of Gondor. He and his brother took a seat by Eowyn.

"Hello all." Boromir greeted the table, who nodded. More and more people joined the different tables as everyone found out who was in their group. Arwen was dreading working with Eowyn, especially since her and Aragorn were currently in a small fight. What if he was annoyed with her? What if he decided Eowyn wasn't annoying? 'Oh dear. And we are only in the second hour, and I still have to talk to Glorfindel after class. It will be a miracle if my relationship with Aragorn lasts the day."

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