Acquaintanceship and a Disturbed Night
By the end of the week, Harry, Ron and Hermoine had met King Orrin, Lady Nasuada, Orik, Roran and countless other elves who were very interested to know about the kind of magic in Harry's world. They spent most of their time getting to know each other, learning new words from the Ancient Language, and occasionally sparring with swords, though none of them were as fast or agile as the elves.
Eragon was presented with a new elven sword by the elves, who had learnt of his encounter with Murtagh. Although the sword was slightly thinner and lighter than Zar'roc, Eragon was grateful and named it Garjzla Hvitr, White Light in the Common Tongue. Harry, Hermoine and Ron also received swords as noble as Eragon's.
The frequent swordplay helped Harry, Hermoine and Ron to keep fit. It made up for Harry's weekly Quidditch practice. Already, he muscles no longer ached after holding his sword for a long time and his movements were quickening.
Harry, Hermoine and Ron summoned their broomsticks from their world with a simple Summoning Charm, as they would need it to keep up with Saphira when they travel.
Eragon found himself growing closer to Harry as they spent hours flying. Occasionally, they would decide to switch mounts, Eragon would ride the broomstick while Harry rode on Saphira's back. Both of them had much in common and found that they both understood each other where others didn't.
During Eragon's and Harry's absences, Ron and Hermoine spent time with Arya and Roran, both who were pleasant company. The trio agreed to stay and help Eragon defeat Galbatorix as the Varden sorely needed more magic users.
Soon, they were getting ready to journey to Helgrind, the Ra'zac's lair to rescue Katrina as promised by Eragon. As Harry packed the things he needed, he found himself wondering, Wonder what it will be like in our world. Is Voldemort getting stronger? Has there been any more deaths?
Worry not, Harry Potter, said Saphira, you will return in time to save your world after you have helped us.
Harry jumped. I still can't keep people out of my mind.
You'll get the hang of it, Eragon joined in the conversation. It took me ages to be able to shield my thoughts as well.
Still a tad worried, Harry went to sleep. He dreamed of returning home to find out Ginny was kidnapped. The last thing he remembered was Voldemort's high, cold laughter ringing in his ears. He awoke to find his scar prickling. Won't even leave me alone in Alagaesia, grumbled Harry. After that, he fell into a disturbed sleep.
In the tent beside Harry's Eragon was twisting and turning, wrapped up in his own nightmare of seeing Garrow, Brom, Roran, Arya, Oromis and Saphira dead. Cold sweat drenched his forehead. He saw Murtagh sheathing his blood-drenched blade and laughing. Join me, brother, Murtagh was saying, or die! Saphira growled as the nightmare flew across their mental link.
The next morning, both Eragon and Harry were sleepy due to their lack of sleep. After a short breakfast, Eragon and Arya rode on Sphira and the trio on their brooms, headed north.
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Well, that's the end of chapter 2, hope you liked it. I will try to write chapter 3 as soon as possible. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!