Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own HP or LOTR I don't want to keep writing this so please just remember this one and don't sue me.
A/N: RE-WRITE. oh and it doesn't mean the chapters are longer
It was a warm Saturday morning Harry sat with his back against a tree reading a book of the hundred most famous Quidditch players of the last hundred years. Ron sat with a book over his eyes blocking out the sun, but also blocking out the glares that Hermione shot him.
"You two should be doing your homework and not just lounging about," Hermione said annoyed that Harry and Ron could just sit there and do nothing.
"It is the weekend," moaned Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "So? Do you think that the teachers will think that is a good excuse?"
Harry finally put down his book and grabbed his Potions homework that he had started the night before.
The rare plant of Athelas or kingsfoil is useful for two things what are they?
"Hermione what is Athelas?" Harry asked he was sure Snape had never mentioned it.
"Let me see," her brow creasing, her eyes scanned over the page, "I have never heard of it,"
In the north of Middle Earth Halbarad and the other rangers searched desperately for Aragorn, he had disappeared in the battle. Searching threw the bodies of friend and foe to no avail their captain was gone.
"Strider," Halbarad called out desperately.
The rangers took up the call but not one was answered their chieftain was gone.
"We make for Rivendell," said Halbarad picking up the remains of his and Aragorn's packs.
In Lothlorien Galadriel made her way over to her mirror. She watched the images.
"So you sent him to Hogwarts for safety. But how safe is it?" she asked.
"The safest place he could go," the reply came.
"Let us hope you are right," she sighed "for all our sakes,"
Elrond sat in his study he hoped Estel was alright; his words had been harsh and cruel when his youngest had left to join the rangers.
There was a knock on the door.
"Enter," Elrond's voice was strong and lordly.
Erestor came in, "A group of rangers are here to see you and Halbarad is among them."
Elrond shot up out of his chair and went to the entrance to his house where the rangers waited.
"What happened?" he demanded.
Halbarad stepped forward, "Estel fell in battle, he was cut down by and orc," Halbarad tried his best not to let the tears that sat on the brim of his eyes fall.
Elrond stared for a minute before regaining composure, "Come you are weary, Erestor will give you rooms,"
Elrond turned and left the rangers, barricading him self in his study he walked over to the portrait of himself, the twins and Estel. Why had he been so cruel if he had not maybe his youngest would not have been there in the attack, and would now be alive and safe? What would he tell Arwen and the twins?
To Elrond the world seemed to turn dark, he had lost another one he had loved.
A/N: thank you SantasangelPryo for the review.
Chapter 3 coming soon and than the story truly begins.