Chapter 14
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Estel looked at the food his eyes wide, there was so much more variety then that of the staff table, "I assume Gandalf and Dumbledore told you about lesson you have to take and which you can choose?" Hermione asked placing her cutlery down.
Estel nodded, "I am still unsure of what to take, what do you guys take?"
"Well Ron and I take divination, care of magical creatures and astronomy," Harry paused to eat, "Hermione takes them and a few more."
"I don't take Divination," Hermione cut in, "it's such a woolly subject."
"Woolly? What is divination?" Estel asked confused.
"Future telling apparently," Hermione said rolling her eyes, "The teacher just says Harry is going to die."
Estel nodded, "Well I will just take what Harry and Ron take," he sighed.
Their conversation ended as Fred and George sat down, "Still not allowed to talk to us?" George whispered.
Estel smiled, "If Gandalf doesn't know it can't hurt," to this the twins replied with large grins.
"Honestly," Hermione sighed rolling her eyes.
When dinner finished Harry, Ron and Hermione began leading Estel to the common room. In the entrance hall they were cut off by a group of Slytherins.
"So this is the newest edition to the Potter fan club?" A blond haired boy sneered, "Another filthy mudblood?"
Hermione laughed, "What is the point of insulting him when he doesn't know the meaning?"
Estel rested a hand on Hermione's shoulder and pulled her back, "I don't need to know what it means to realise he is vile."
Draco raised his wand, "I am more pure then you can wish!"
Estel calmly pushed Draco's wand away, "You are anything but pure. I have seen dwarves more pure! And don't let me start on the Elves," The last comment was the worst.
Draco grabbed Estel by the collar, "Don't you dare compare me to an elf!"
Estel stepped on Draco's foot as hard as he could, "I will not waist my time on you!" he walked away towards the stairs.
"Estel!" Estel spun around to see Dumbledore, McGonagall and Gandalf were walking towards him.
"Have you chosen your subjects?" McGonagall asked.
Estel nodded, "umm…yeah... I chose Divination, care of magical creatures and astronomy."
McGonagall nodded, "Mr Weasly, I want you to make sure Estel gets to all his classes."
Mean while Harry and Draco were talking, "teachers won't always be there to protect him," Draco snarled.
"Well I will," Harry growled back before turning away and walking off with the others.
"Who was he?" Estel asked as they went up the stairs.
"That was Draco Malfoy, you will want to avoid him," Ron said, "he thinks he is better then everybody else because he is a pure blood."
"What are mudbloods and pure bloods?" Estel asked.
"We prefer to be called Muggle borns," Hermione said, "We are born from non magic parents. Then there are half bloods people who either have one parent muggle the other a witch or wizard or a muggle born witch marries a pure blood wizard or visa versa. Then there are pure bloods who are people who for as long as can be remembered have parents born only of witches and wizards," Hermione explained.
Estel nodded, "It is cruel to make fun of someone's parents. You can choose your friends but not your family."
Harry laughed, "So true."
They arrived at the portrait of the fat lady, "Parsnip," Hermione said and the portrait swung open and they climbed in.
"Welcome to your home," Harry smiled as Estel looked around in awe.
"It is brilliant," he said breathlessly.
Harry's smile widened, "That is what I thought when I first saw it."
Estel retired early that night, he knew the next day would be big and decided it was best faced well rested.
Back in Middle Earth Halbarad paced up and down the healing room as Elrond took care of Gilraen who was weak from the incident with connecting with Estel.
Elladan stepped out, "Come in," he stepped aside allowing Halbarad to enter.
The sight that met his eyes was one he would never forget, Gilraen lay on the bed as pale as the sheets but a smile graced her lips as Halbarad and entered and went to her side.
"Halbarad, sister's son, tell Estel that I love him dearly and I shall now join his father in watching over him," he said lightly.
"No, Aunty we need you here don't give up!" Halbarad cried.
"Onen i-Estel Edain" Gilraen whispered, "Ú-chebin Estel anim," Gilraen took a shuddering breath then her heart stopped beating. (I gave Hope to the Dúnedain
I have kept no hope for myself).
"No," Halbarad whispered sobbing.
Estel awoke with a cry that awoke the other boys.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked as Estel drew his knees to his chest.
"My mother…." Estel whispered.
Harry and Ron made their way to Estel's bed while the others watched, "What about her?" Harry asked.
Estel began to sob, "She died…just then, and I felt her presence leave."
"Do you want to go to Gandalf?" Harry asked.
Estel shook his head, "I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" asked Ron, "You are pale, really pale."
Estel nodded rolling over, "It will all be fine," he lied closing his eyes.
The five dorm members looked at each other, "He is more cracked then you!" Seamus cried.
"Don't say that!" Harry shouted.
"I am surprised they let him stay here or you for that fact!"
"Leave Estel alone he has been through a lot," Harry snarled.
"All of you go to sleep!" Estel shouted making everyone back off.
It was about midnight when Estel next woke up everyone else was still asleep so he made his way downstairs to the common room. The fire was now just coal as he sat in front of it; so much had changed in under a year. Now his mother was dead too.
"Are you alright?" Estel spun around to see Hermione.
"I am fine," he said on automatically.
Hermione laughed, "You are so much like Harry, but you don't need to lie," Hermione sat down next to Estel.
Estel took a deep breath, "My mother just died, I saw it."
"Saw it?"
"In my sleep."
Hermione sighed, "It was just a dream Estel."
Estel shook his head, "It was a vision I have had them before, I saw her die Halbarad was at her side," Estel did not know how to explain it.
"I am sorry," Hermione sighed.
Estel did not mean it to happen but their lips met for but a second before Estel pulled away, "Hermione, we can't be. I am in love with Arwen and will remain so even if I can not marry her I am sorry."
Hermione smiled, "she is lucky to have you, but we can still be friends."
Estel nodded, "I would like that."
The two split and went to their Dormitories and for the first time in months Estel slept peacefully.
A/N: there I split them up!