Chapter Three: Mistakes long gone:
I know that it isnt that long of a chapter and for that i am sorry and i will also remind you that i dont own any Harry Potter or LOTR characters.
As Harry and Elrond walked down the various hallways of the house in Rivendell, Harry was thinking about the past and what caused his so called best friends to turn their backs on him. Elrond sensing this decided to leave the small elfling to his thoughts.
*FLASHBACK*
Harry was sitting within his old room underneath the stairs after getting back from his fourth year at hogwarts. Cedrics death had caused him a lot of grief and still did. When he had returned from the graveyard he saw the looks of hatred and disappointment upon Ron and Hermiones faces and the twinkle within Dumbledores eyes was long gone. He knew they thought that he was the one to kill Cedric but he also knew that there was nothing he could do. Voldemort had come back but not for long. The Advara Kedvara that was aimed at him but Voldemort had once again backfired and shot back towards him but this time there was no escaping death, his horcruxes and yes he knew about them could do nothing to save him. It has been pure luck that now that Voldemort had his blood the killing curse would kill him for good, no chances at coming back. The Prior Incantatium(?) was rather sudden and unexpected but when it was broken the killing curse shot at him was even less expected. He had expected to die along side Cedric but the fates had once again favoured him and this saved him. When he had taken the cup portkey back to the stadium along with Cedric's body he could sense the horror and disgust and how things looked. It all pointed to him being the murderer. He was taken to Moody's office only to find that this Moody was fake and the real locked away in his trunk. He was lucky that he was not sent to Azkaban but his wand was still broken and he was expelled from Hogwarts for something he didnt do. He was told that being at his aunt and uncles house was best but it just got worse after he got back because Dumbledork as he had taken to calling him had told his relatives of the death of Cedric and said he was the one to kill the boy. He hated the fact that he had said he had seen Voldemort come back and killed him after Wormtail had Killed Cedric and loathed the fact that no one had believed him. Some were shouting and yelling for his imprisonment in Azkaban while others were yelling for his death. Everyone had turned their backs on him and that was the worst thing they could do to him. He was suprised when he woke up in the soft bed, healed but still slightly sore. He was happy but fearful of having a new name and family when asked but he somehow knew deep down he would be safe with the people who had found him. He was content to stay where he was after what had happened in the past.
*END FLASHBACK*
When Elrond suddenly picked him up he was jolted out of his thoughts. He looked around to discover that there were a lot more people then he remembered seeing before. He hid his face within Elronds clothes and tried to make himself as small as possible to stop himself flinching. When the Elves saw this they immediately became angry at whoever had done this to the elfling but they also looked at him with pity and love in their eyes hiding the hatred underneath deep below. When they were far away from the gathered Elves (refering to Harry as Tyver now) Tyver saw that they were heading to a large room that to others was small. Within this room he saw four elves, two of which he knew where identical twins, both with dark hair and eyes like Elronds. They wore different clothing though, the one on the left wore blue and the one on the right wore red. There was an elf that has long blond hair with a sword at his side and another elf with books underneath his arm. This elf has long black/brown hair and dark brown eyes. There was also a human in the room. He had shorter hair then the rest, down to his shoulders, it was a browny black colour and he had non pointed ears along with Silvery coloured eyes. He wore ragged clothes but not ragged enough to say that he didnt wash or was abused just that he travelled a lot.
"Tyver I would like you to meet me twin sons Elladan and Elrohir, my adopted son Estel, Glorfindel is the blond elf and Erestor the one with the books" came Elronds gentle voice. Tyver looked at each person who came forward when their name was called and he found that he could tell the twins apart like he could with the Weasley twins 'no dont think about them'.
"It is nice to meet you all" he responded shyly and he hid his face into the clothes on Elronds leg. He knew he would have to get used to these people as he would be around them a lot but he also hoped that they would leave him alone. He did not expect for a sudden feeling of happiness and love to bubble up in his chest as Elladan stuck his tongue out at him making him giggle and making the rest of the people smile as the tension broke. He found that he could act as he wanted around these people and not fear punishment.
"In three weeks we will have a ceremony that will adopt you into the family with blood. It will hurt a little but not too much and afterwards no one can take you away from us. Some of your features may change but if they don't then you will still be part of the family and you will be perfect the way you are. Its for the Valar to decide if your features shall change" Erestor said looking to Elrond for confirmation. When Tyver saw Elrond nod he shyly looked into the others faces and said in a whisper "ok I dont want to be taken away". His mistakes where long gone while his ex-world's mistakes would catch up to them.