Harry, Hermione, and Severus had learned to carve their own staves with their magic. They had of course gotten skills for it.

Harry held his staff at his side and frowned. This felt good to him. He'd been studying the ward book and now he was being taught to cast the ward. He held his staff to the shining ward stone on the table in front of him. He chanted the incantation and called his magic. He felt the ward spreading over their entire Hobbit Hole and beyond that marking all of their lands. He felt them settle and let out a sigh.

He was quick to sit down after he was done and waited for the wards to settle. He wiped his forehead.

"Very nice." Gandalf laughed. "You may have a knack for, warding, little Harry."

Harry blushed happily. He blushed harder as Aragorn sat next to him and brushed his growing hair from his cheek. He glanced at Aragorn.

"Are you okay?" Aragorn whispered.

Harry nodded.

"Yes, I'm fine I'll just need to relax and train the spell." Harry sighed.

Aragorn nodded and wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close.

"Rest against me."

Harry did and buried his head in Aragorn's shoulder. He was soon fast asleep.

Hermione fell into a giggle fit. Severus gave her a dead look and Gandalf just looked on thoughtfully.

"May I ask a personal question?" he asked after a time.

"Of course, Gandalf," Hermione said. "What is it?"

"Whose house is this?" Gandalf asked. "Ah, now how do I explain?"

"You don't," Hermione said, with a smile. "This is Harry's House."

"Yes, this is Harry's House." Severus agreed.

Gandalf hummed.

"Why do you ask?" Severus wondered.

"Ah, I was just curious if he would let the Rangers use this as a rest stop over the years?" Gandalf explained.

"I think that would be a good idea," Aragorn said and scratched Harry's scalp as the teen slept. "I will ask Harry myself when I can. We do plan to stay for a while."

Harry had trained and trained in his ward over the next week while still working on the bridge and messing around in the Garden. Aragorn had taken to teaching the three of them Swordfighting and Archery. Harry preferred using daggers. Hermione excelled at Magic but managed to do well in Archery. Severus seemed built for swords and daggers.

"On a hunt?" Harry asked Aragorn as he put on his belt that had Dagger sheaths on it. He had a bow and quiver on his back. His staff was hidden in his quiver that had magic on it so that it could hold it and hide it. "Just me?"

"I'll take each of you in turn," Aragorn informed. "I'm going to teach you the way of the Rangers."

"How long will we be gone?" Harry asked packing his Inventory. He tied a sword sheath on his belt as well. "I need to know how much water to bring. I can't go without it yet. I'm still sick."

"Bring enough for a month at least. Maybe more." Aragorn said. "Bring your, cauldron you may need to brew more."

Harry did as told. Then Hermione packed him up with food. Hugged him and kissed his cheek.

Severus put his hand on Harry's shoulder and squeezed it a bit before letting go.

"I'll bring you home some deer meat," Harry promised then turned to leave. "It makes good chili."

"He's joking right?" Hermione cried to Severus.

"No, he's not," Severus informed her.

Gandalf chuckled.

Aragorn was true to his word and had taught Harry Tracking and Hunting skills. Harry proved to be rather good at these he wasn't the youngest Seeker in a Century for nothing.

It had been a month and a half and Harry was running low on his water. He was starting to get feverish and weak. They came to a wonderful glade with a huge hill in the middle of it.

Would you like to make a Hobbit Hole?

It will link to your other Hobbit Hole.

Name this Hobbit Hole?

"I will name this Glade House," Harry said, and they were suddenly looking at a door.

Aragorn cocked an eyebrow and followed Harry inside.

"Hermione, I need my potion. " Harry called. "Hurry now! I'm thirsty and weak. I'll explain it in time! Get my water!"

Hermione met them at the entrance to the sitting room after they'd taken their shoes and cloaks off. She handed him some freshly brewed water and he drank two bowels gratefully. She helped Harry sit down on the couch while taking his weapons and handing them off to Severus.

"Shh." She said, sitting next to him and stroking his hair. "You're okay, why don't we get you into bed and you can tell me tomorrow?"

"I'd like that." Harry agreed. "But I have to tell you. The Valar granted us a new Hole. I call it Glade House because it's in a beautiful Glade. We were close to the Blue Mountains. About halfway there."

They were leading him to his room.

"Can you find out how the two holes are linked?" Harry yawned as he was laid in his bed. "Ask the Valar?"

"Of course," Hermione promised. "Now please rest."

"Glade House?" Hermione frowned. "Dear Valar please let me see this Glade. How do I get to it from Bridge House?"

Her screen told her and they were soon standing in the Glade.

"Oh, it's wonderful." Hermione breathed. "Look is that Althaus?"

"It is," Aragorn said as he knelt to examine it. "Very good eye, Hermione." he praised making her blush. " I name you Idril.

"Idril," Hermione said, thinking hard. "Sparkling Brilliance."

"Very good." Gandalf chuckled.

"I've studied languages," Hermione informed blushing.

"Come help me gather some of this." Aragorn said, "I did not know that it grew this far out. I hardly have, need to come this way. Some of my kin wonder in this area though. Maybe they knew."

Hermione and Severus were both given a lesson on the proper way to harvest Althaus.

Harry woke slowly and blushed to find that he wasn't in his bed alone. He also found that he was naked from the waist up. He moved to see that it was Aragorn in his bed. He went crimson. His moving woke Aragorn.

"Are you okay?" Aragorn asked sitting up, then getting up. "I'm sorry. I was tending to a wound I noticed that you received but did not treat. Glade House is surrounded by Althaus. Hermione who I've named Idril noticed it."

"Idril." Harry laughed. "I think it's a wonderful name for her. " he touched his left shoulder where the wound was bandaged. "Am I well enough to get up?"

Aragorn gave him the okay and went to get cleaned up. Harry was soon sitting outside the bathroom. They needed more bathrooms if they going to be a station for the Rangers. He brought up his screen.

Conditions have been met to improve your bridge. It has been upgraded and now is level 1 again!

Conditions have been met to improve your door. It has been upgraded and now is level 1 again!

This is what you can buy and upgrade!

"Harry?" Hermione called to him and handed him a bowl of his water he drank it as he frowned at the screen. "Harry, did our door and the bridge just upgrade?"

"Yeah, because we got Glade House," Harry explained. "Oh, joy! Severus, Hermione, we all get bathrooms!"

Hermione cheered loudly.

"Seriously?" Severus asked.

"You've been keeping up with the bridge since I've been gone," Harry whispered more to himself. He was tapping at the screen. "We all get our own bathrooms. I was just wishing for this. I really need a bath and I gotta go."

Hermione giggled and helped Harry back to his room. It was clear that Harry had been rationing his water and was very weak. She wanted to ask if he'd been eating properly but hadn't.

"Go take a bath and then come to breakfast. I want you to take a day off from the bridge." She let out a laugh. "The Hobbits and Goblins are complaining that you aren't the one opening the bridge anymore. They don't seem to like Severus and I'm not strong enough to do it. But one more day."

Harry agreed if only so she'd leave he wanted to strangle her when she filled his tub with water from a spell then heated it with another. Then she finally left. Harry found all of his things in this bathroom including his secret potion supply of potions to be added to his bath. This one would clear up scars. He added it then hissed loudly when he got in. When the pain stopped he washed and got out. He let the water out then dressed. He grabbed a cream he'd also brewed last month and began washing his face with it. When the pain vanished he washed the cream off and went out to breakfast.

Hermione and Severus were glad to see how much Harry ate. Hermione almost cried when Harry did indeed show her the deer meat he'd gotten.

"You won't let me work today so I will make you deer meat chili," Harry said, happily. "It's my personal recipe. I made it all the time for my family it was something they really seemed to like. You're going to love it." Harry nodded more to himself. "Now go get my healing book and read it to me, Hermione."

"I can't read that book, Harry." Hermione reminded him. " You're the only one who can."

"Oh, right," Harry nodded. "Well, read to me our book then."

Hermione got the book and began to read.

"In a hole in the ground there lived a Hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort." Hermione read.

Gandalf went for his pipe only to remember that he was warned not to smoke around Harry do to his poor health. He put it away and settled in to listen to Hermione's wonderful reading voice. Aragorn listened while his eyes watched Harry. Severus leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes and listened.