Gazing out of the window Hadrian spotted the healer's and guard's making their way into Imladris. Quickly weaving between the other elves making their way down to the courtyard to welcome back frends and family Hadrian searched for Sirius and Severus.

Spotting Sirius and Severus standing next to Galadriel Hadrian rushed over and pulled both of them into a hug as he said, "You will never guess what?" laughing at how excited Hadrian was Severus raised an eyebrow in confusion at how excited Hadrian was. Laughing Sirius asked, "what has gotten you so hyper?"

Beaming bounced on the ball's of his feet and whispered, "I have found the location of all three of the map's of hidden places." Gasping in shock Sirius and Severus simultaneously asked, "where?" sighing Hadrian deflates a little when he say's "the first is in Nargothrond, the second is in what is now known as Moria and the third is possibly in Erebor."

Groaning Sirius slammed his head into his hand as he said, "so your telling me that option 1 is can't get the first map as it is in one of the places we need the map to find, option 2 is face a balrog to retrieve the map and option 3 is face a dragon to get the map."

Turning to face Sirius Hadrian smiled widely and replied, "yes that sums it up." Tilting his head to the side Severus asked in a soft Voice, "then why are you so happy." Laughing Hadrian said come with me.

Together they descended into the centre of Lothlorien following the winding path's until they came to the mirror of Galadriel. Galadriel sat gazing into the mirror unaware of their presence until Hadrian cleared his throat.

Turning around Galadriel smiled at Hadrian and bowed before turning to Sirius and Severus and in a stern voice said, "My Mirror in many way's magnifies my abilities of foresight however the mirror is different from foresight as foresight is more accurate and even the most gifted can only see small fragment's which are point's in the timeline where there are more than one path and depending on which is chosen can shape every moment of the future after."

Stepping forward Sirius asked, "then how does your mirror work?" Smiling kindly Galadriel walked over to a small stream and lifted a silver decanter and filled it with the clear water. As Galadriel walked over to the silver basin the magic in the air intensified pressing in on their skin.

Pouring the water into the basin Galadriel answered Sirius's questions saying, "The basin has two purposes the first is to show other's a vision that one with foresight has seen. The second is to show things that were, the things that are, and the things that may yet be."

Bowing to Hadrian Galadriel said, "I will leave you to your business but remember not to touch the water." Smiling as he bowed his head to Galadriel Hadrian asked, "May I seek the wisdom you have gathered in the many Millenia that you have lived?" with a soft smile and a stroke of his cheek Galadriel whispered, "I will meet you at sun set in my private quarter's but I fear that you are already wiser than me." Turning quickly Galadriel gracefully swept from the room."

Puzzling what Galadriel had said Hadrian turned back to the mirror and remembered why he was hear in the first place. Walking over to the basin Hadrian placed both hand's on the underside of the basin and say's "Look into the water but don't touch it."

Gathering around the basin all three of them looked into the water and find themselves' s standing in the middle of Hadrian's vision. Their eyes took a moment to adjust to the dark lighting and smoky air of the pub. Next to them sat Gandalf and Thorin Gandalf and Thorin were talking about an attempt to reclaim Erebor. Suddenly the scene changed to show approximately a dozen dwarf's cheering the defeat of Smaug.

In a blink of an eye they found themselves' s back standing around the mirror. Taking a deep breath Hadrian steadied himself while Sirius and Severus stumbled backwards not used to the abruptness of Hadrian's vision's.

Looking up at Hadrian Severus whispered, "So the dwarf's will reclaim Erebor at the grey wizard's prompting." Smiling softly Hadrian nodded in conformation and said, "yes and when they reclaim Erebor I will ask for the return of all the items of elvish origin that the dwarfs have gained through the ages by waging war in the elves."

As Hadrian turned to leave Sirius remembered the letter and box that Thorin had asked him to deliver to Hadrian. Rummaging around in his pockets Sirius removed the letter and box and while handing it to Hadrian said, "Thorin asked me to deliver this to you."

With a graceful nod Hadrian took the letter and box then swept elegantly from the room. Once Hadrian and returned to his personal study he broke the seal of the letter and began to read Thorin's angular writing. The letter said,

To Hadrian High King of the Noldor and Sindar,

I am writing this letter to thankyou for aiding my people during the fall of Erebor and after the Battle of Kazad-dum it is with immense pleasure that I name you Dwarf friend as a token of my thank. As you probably already know my people will be making their way into blue mountain's to live in Belegost.

Also, on a different note I have decided to give you the two dwarven ring's of power that I have knowledge of as I feel it would better if they where in the hand's of someone who understands the danger of the rings.

Sincerely

Thorin Oakensheild King under the Mountain High King of the Dwarf's

Carefully opening the small box Hadrian saw two of the dwarven rings of power

As the sun set later that day Hadrian entered Galadriel's tea room. Gracefully sitting down opposite Galadriel Hadrian took a sip of some berries tea quietly looking out the window. Turning to face Galadriel Hadrian asked, "How would one gather the nine rings of men if the men turned into Nazgul and then faded with the fall of Sauron."

Sighing Galadriel looked out of the room and past the large balcony to the setting sun as she replied, "You will know when the time come's young one." Sighing Hadrian sent a mock glare over to Galadriel as he declared, "I am not young any more." Laughing Galadriel whispered, "no but I hope that you always retain that youthful optimism."