Chapter 2
Harry POV
Groaning softly, Harry opened his eyes. Above him was the greenest canopy he had ever seen. Sitting up, Harry looked around him. Everything was so clean and bright. Spotting a small stream nearby, Harry quickly walked over and looked down at his reflection. Gasping in shock, Harry found himself looking at an approximately 2-year-old version of himself with pointed ears. Feeling slightly panicked, Harry looked around for Sirius and Severus before spotting them lying under a large oak tree. Running as fast as his short legs would take him and throwing himself down next to Sirius and Severus, Harry began to cry. The stress and shock of everything that had happened to him recently catching up to him. The small sobs soon dissolved into massive body shaking cries that echoed through the forest.
Celebrian POV
We were traveling through the Rhudder forest on the way to visit my mother when the sounds of sobbing reached my ears. Curious, I motioned for one of the elven guards to come over. The tall guard glid silently over to me, his eyes searching the nearby forest for the cause of the crying before turning to me. He bowed his head and said, "My lady."
Still focused on the sound of crying, I replied: "Have the other elves make camp at the edge of the forest as planned while you and I shall find the source of the crying." Nodding sharply, the guard quickly relayed my orders to the rest of the elves before loosening his sword and following me into the woods.
After a few minutes of walking towards the crying, we came to a clearing. Across the clearing were three children, one approximately 2 and the other two approximately 4. Wondering how the children ended up so far from any human settlement, I slowly walked over to the children then said, in as soft a voice I could manage, "It's okay little one, don't cry." Sniffing, the youngest child turned to face me with big watery emerald green eyes. Looking over the child, I gasped when I spotted the pointed ears peeking out from underneath his long black hair. Slowly, I reached out and brushed the child's long black hair back revealing a delicately pointed elf ear. Behind me, the guard gasped in shock before rushing over to the other two children and brushing back their hair to also reveal elven ears.
Shaking my head in shock I said, "The last known elfling to be born was my daughter Arwen. How could these elflings have been born but no one have known? Their births would have been widely celebrated in all of the last elven strongholds." Shaking his head in disbelief, the guard hovered protectively over the elflings as he said in a strangled voice "It should be impossible, yet here they are." The young elfling clutched gently in my arms whispered, "I want Sirius and Severus." Pulling the elfling closer to me, I asked, "Are these Sirius and Severus?" Nodding the elfling buried his face in my chest, whimpering as though he was going to start crying again. Gently shushing the child, I asked "What's your name, little one?" the emerald green eyes looked up at me as if they were judging my soul before his crystal clear voice said, "My name is Hadrian or Harry." Smiling, I adjusted Harry on my hip while gently shaking the other two elflings awake.
Once Sirius and Severus had woken up, I first asked them for their names, then I began to question the elflings on who their parents were. To which the children had all replied "Dead." Next, I asked them where they came from to which they looked at me confused before snuggling into the chest of the one who was holding them. Sighing, I noticed that it was getting late. Lifting Harry while the guard lifted Sirius and Severus, I said: "We are going to have to head back to Rivendell. I don't want to take the elflings over the misty mountains." Nodding the guard began following me back to where the camp should be. Coming to the edge of the woods, we found a massacre in the process. Orcs were pouring into the small elven camp. Clutching Harry to my chest, I spun on my heel and ran. The guard following me, tightly clutching Sirius and Severus. Together, we ran through the night and well into the next day, keeping the elflings as quiet as possible until we reached the familiar courtyard at the entrance to Imladris. In the courtyard, my husband Elrond was dressed in armor preparing to ride out with a large company of warriors. Seeing me, Glorfindel rushed over catching Elrond's attention.
Rushing over, Elrond pulled me into a tight hug disturbing Harry, who squirmed in protest. Pulling back Elrond looked down at Harry before gasping "An elfling." Shaking my head, I quickly replied: "We found three elflings, Elrond." Looking over to the guard, Elrond spotted Sirius and Severus. The whole courtyard fell silent, staring at the elflings in disbelief.
Looking over to Glorfindel, Elrond said: "Take the guards to look for the company that my wife was leading. My vision had the camp being attacked." Nodding solemnly, Glorfindel began leading the elven guards out of Imladris. Summoning Lindir over, Elrond said: "Please send a messenger to the last elven strongholds, the dwarven kingdoms, the kingdoms of men and the grey and white Istari." Nodding sharply, Lindir rushed to gather the messengers.