Chapter 4
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Aragorn slowly felt himself return to consciousness, there were three things he realized with in seconds of awakening, one was he was in a bed the second was that it was not his bed and third he had the biggest headache ever.
'Where am I?' he asked quietly, his eyelids felt too heavy to open. 'It's good to see that you are awake,' said a gentle voice. Aragorn turned and slowly ever so slowly opened his eyes siting at his side was an old man that reminded him of Gandalf, 'As for where you are you are in Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry,'
'Hogwarts,' Aragorn mumbled, 'where have I heard of Hogwarts?' he thought to himself.
Flashback:
A young Aragorn ran over to Gandalf, 'Tell me a story, tell me a story,' the young boy shouted jumping up and down with anticipation.
Gandalf laughed, 'Not of my recent adventure I will not but I have a good story for you young one,' 'what is it? what is it?' asked Aragorn getting annoyed at having to wait. Gandalf laughed again patting Aragorn on the head, 'I will tell you a story of a place called Hogwarts,'
And so Gandalf told Aragorn a story of one of his many adventures with Albus Dumbledore, of course by then Dumbledore and Gandalf were no longer friends.
The moment Gandalf finished his story the boy had run off to find a stick.
An hour later Elladan and Elrohir walked over to Gandalf, 'Do you know what has gotten into Estel?' asked Elladan looking over to where Aragorn was pretending to cast spells.
Gandalf couldn't help a small chuckle, 'I told him a story about another world and I guess he wants to go there now,'
End of Flashback
'Yes Hogwarts,' said the old man, 'And now it is time for me to ask you a question who are you?' before Aragorn could reply a toad faced woman burst into the room.
'Now you are going to tell me everything you know,' she hissed at Aragorn, 'Question one tell me who you are?' 'What if I don't want to?' asked Aragorn his face turning into a stone hard one that Halbarad said he should use when dealing with unfriendly people.
'Then I will make you,' she hissed.
'Now Dolores I am not surprised he wont tell you anything, you would seem like a threat to him and he would be scared to tell you anything,' said the old man.
'Where did he go?' she suddenly gasped for the man was no longer on the bed.
Aragorn felt dizzy and sick but he had to get away from that woman and from this place he was glad for his elven training he blended into the shadows and it seemed almost every one was out side.
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat by the in the steps into the castle they had done all their home work except the questions of Athelas and many of the other Gryffindors had come to ask Hermione and were surprised when she admitted she did not know.
'I checked every potion and plant book I could find but it was not there,' Sighed Hermione in frustration.
None of them noticed a person come out of the hall and hide in the shadows.
'Well I guess we are getting a detention because we don't know what Athelas is,' sighed Ron.
The words caught Aragorns attention. Where in the name of valar was he where children never heard of athelas and if they had did not know what it was or even know it by kingsfoil?
Suddenly the woman burst out, 'Every one find a man in early twenties and stun him then tell me that you have found him,' she bellowed, Aragorn sunk deeper into the shadows.
Aragorn managed to dodge people looking for him as he made his to a forest he could see up head. There were no shadows that could guide him there he would have to make a run for it, taking one deep breath Aragorn ran as fast as his legs could carry him across the grass towards that forest. He was but meters away from it when he felt a weird sensation before falling unconscious.
Gandalf sat on a rock thinking about his options he had left Isenguard a few hours before. He could go to Hogwarts and collect Aragorn but then he would have to confront Dumbledore and that was something he did not want to do, or he could leave Aragorn there but then every one who knew about him would never forgive him for leaving Aragorn to the totally unknown.
That was it he was getting the trouble making ranger of the north before something terrible happened to him. Standing up slowly Gandalf grabbed his staff muttered and incantation and a portal appeared with one last deep breath he steps in, in a flash of white light he disappears along with the Portal.
'Tonight we remember Aragorn son of Arathorn heir to the throne of Gondor and chieftain to the Dunedain,' Said Elladan softly but load enough for the hall of elves and humans to hear, 'And to many elves Estel foster son of Elrond,'
'Aaye little brother,' said Elrohir raising his goblet to which the elves and men replied
'Aaye,' (hail)
Everyone was silent for a minute remembering the young man who in one way or another and brought joy and hope to them. Halbarad was the first to break the long silence, 'You will always be remembered as brave and noble for your age and could never be out smarted by those older then you. You were wise beyond your years and if fate had been kinder you would have made a great king of men,' with that Halbarad raised his goblet one last time, Aragorn had pasted from their world and no amount of wishing could bring him back.
The young man groaned in his sleep constantly, saying odd words and phrases.
'Ada Tua amin,' (father help me) he cried softly.
'What in Merlins name is he saying?' asked Fudge staring at the young man.
'No one knows,' said Umbridge, 'Dumbledore might,' she said.
'Well go get him,' said Fudge losing his patience with in a few minutes he was joined by Dumbledore, 'Albus do you know what he is saying?' Asked Fudge as the man once again started to moan.
'Ada amin hiraetha,' (father I'm sorry) the man moaned
'Yes I do no what he is saying as a matter of fact,' said Dumbledore.
'Well what is he saying?' demanded Umbridge.
'He is asking for his father to forgive him for what I do not know,' said Dumbledore calmly.
'Mithrandir!' the man shouted suddenly, 'Tua amin,' (Gandalf! Help me).
'Gandalf,' Dumbledore muttered under his.
'Well what did he say?' asked Fudge.
'He called for someone to save him,' said Dumbledore deciding it was best not to mention Gandalf.
The man slowly started to awake, he slowly opened his eyes and took in his surroundings; he noticed the vast number of ministry wizards that surrounded him.
He noticed Umbridge, "oh great not you again!" He thought
She pointed her wand at him, 'Who are you and no more trying to get away or lying?' she said coldly.
'Auta miqula orqu,' (kiss an orc) he said. He saw that the old man he had been talking to earlier was trying not to laugh he obviously understood elvish.
'What did he say?' demanded Umbridge turning to the old man.
'He said that you are beautiful,' Dumbledore lied.
'Lilie n'vanima ar' lle atara lanneina,' (You're ugly and your mother dresses you funny) the man said to Umbridge.
This time sadly for Dumbledore he did not hold in his laughter.
'What did he say?' demanded Fudge
'I do not need someone to speak for me,' the man said, 'I said that you,' he pointed to Umbridge, 'are ugly and your mother dresses you funny,' he said.
'You need to learn some manners,' bellowed Umbridge raising her wand.
'Maybe, but at least I can control my rage,' he said back.
'That's enough,' said Fudge, 'arrest him,'
The ministry wizards started to close in around him, he finally felt true fear. One of the men were upon him he kicked out and got the man in the stomach. The next he got in the neck, the next got his arms and place them in cuffs before he knew what had happened. Aragorn still fought using every thing he knew he managed to get away from the men but still had the cuffs on his hands. More wizards came upon him and he knew the fight was over. They pinned him to the ground and pointed their wands at him.
'Now tell us who you are and what your business is or we will be forced to take greater measures,' said Umbridge he patience gone.
Aragorn looked at the old man and thought this must be Gandalf's friend Albus Dumbledore, 'Istar, Mellon en mellonamin, Tua amin,' (wizard, friend of my friend, help me) Aragorn said catching his eye.
The man sighed softly, 'Give me a few minutes with him and I will see what I can do,' said Dumbledore to Fudge.
'Five minutes no more,' said Fudge before calling the wizards back.
Once they were gone Dumbledore helped the man to his feet and sat him on a bed and pulled a chair up for himself. Looking the boy straight in the eye he spoke, 'you know Gandalf?'
'Yes, he is like a teacher to me yet at the same time a great friend,' the boy said keeping eye contact with the old man.
'What is your name?' asked Dumbledore.
'I am not allowed to reveal my identity, especially not to the people who wait out side,' said the boy showing the he had knowledge of where people were waiting.
'You are a ranger I do know that but a name would be better,' said Dumbledore adding quickly, 'I will not tell the people out side,'
'How can I trust you?' asked the Aragorn.
'I am a friend of Gandalf you can trust me,' Dumbledore thought it was best to leave out that he and Dumbledore had not spoken in fifty years.
Aragorn contemplated this for a few minutes and was about to answer when the door opened and the ministry flooded in.
'Times up,' said fudge, 'What did he tell you?'
'I will not answer to you or your pawns that you use against me, Antolle ulua sulrim,' (son of snakes) Aragorn said venomously.
'That's it arrest him use any force necessary,' said fudge.
The Ministry raised their wands and were about to cast a spell when a voice boomed out.
'Unless you want to face my wrath leave my student alone!'
'Mithrandir!' shouted Aragorn with joy.
A/N: yay chappy four gone and done.
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