It had been nearly a month since Legolas and Nira's wedding. Ginny and Luna had accepted Legolas and the rest of the people from Middle Earth easily, while Harry and Ron fought all but kicking and screaming, like two-year-old children. Luna found Legolas and Nira in the gardens, wanting to talk to them.

"Hermione-Nira," Luna corrected herself. "I've been thinking about this a lot lately. What was being spoken at your wedding? Ginny said it was some other language."

"Elvish was spoken," Nira replied, smiling. "Why do you ask?"

"I understood it, all of what was being said."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, and what confuses me more, is that my dad says I'm the last heir of Ravenclaw. Ever since you came back from wherever you were, I've been having these dreams, always the same dream, over and over again. I see your faces. That's it, nothing else, but I'm always disappointed when I wake up, that it was just a dream."

"Ithilwen," Nira said.

"What?" Luna asked.

Nira stepped toward Luna and pushed her hair behind her shoulder, looking behind her ear. She saw a small dark spot in the shape of an eagle. Nira pulled Luna into a tight hug. When she pulled away, her eyes were filled with tears.

"After all this time," Nira whispered, "You've been right under my nose. Luna, tell me the truth. How old are you?"

"Much older than I look," Luna whispered, "only my father told me to never tell anyone exactly that age."

"What happened to your mother?"

"Father says she abandoned me to run off with some man she met."

"That's not true," Nira snapped. Her voice softened. "I wanted to keep you. He took you from me, because I didn't do what he said. He's not your father, he's mine."

"I don't believe you," Luna yelled, running back into the school.

"Ithilwen!" Nira yelled.

She fell into Legolas' arms and cried.

"I thought you said he had dark hair," Legolas whispered.

"He did," Nira replied.

"Then, why is she blond? Unless, the only reason you let him touch you was to cover up what happened with us."

Nira didn't meet his eyes.

"Your father didn't take her away because you were marrying me. He took her away, because you- because we defied his wishes and the unspoken rules of the elves. Ithilwen is my daughter, isn't she?"

Nira nodded and looked at Legolas, her eyes pleading his forgiveness.

"Her hair was so dark when she was born, I couldn't be sure whose she was. I wanted to tell you that she could have been yours but I didn't want to say something I couldn't prove."

Luna ran through the halls of the school, not knowing where she was going. Tears streamed down her face, clouding her vision. She found a door and hurried inside. She gasped when she looked around and saw an elaborately decorated room. She jumped when she saw a man sitting in one of the chairs.

She recognized him as one of Nira's friends. He had long blond hair and dark eyes. He stood gracefully and walked over to her.

"Can I help you with something?" he asked, giving her a wary look. "You appear to be upset."

Luna started sobbing, pulled out of her stupor. Haldir pulled Luna into his chest, hating to see her crying. He ushered her over to the sofa and helped her sit down. He knelt in front of her, when her tears slowed.

"What has such a maiden so upset?" he asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it," Luna replied.

"Alright then, to a safer subject. How are you able to enter this room?"

"What?"

"Only someone from Middle Earth is able to find the door at all."

Luna blinked twice before telling him what had transpired between her and the other two in the gardens. Haldir listened intently to what she said, piecing together the life of his friends he never knew. He had met Nira's forced husband and knew his hair was dark. Beyond that, he hadn't known much.

"Nira told me she had the same experience, with the dreams. It had happened in Lorien. She remembered me getting shot, and her attempt at saving me. It worked, thus I'm here, but she got kill instead. She remembered dying."

"Why are you telling be this?"

"Because what finally convinced her that it was memories and not dreams was when she said your name. Legolas and Aragorn knew who you were, and, when she said your name, they wanted to know how she knew it. Few knew Nira had a daughter, and fewer still knew her name."

"But why am I not with her, if I am her daughter?"

Haldir saw the desire to believe him in her eyes. He understood what she must be feeling. Luna didn't feel like she belonged, not had. She wanted a reason for that.

"Nira's father spirited you away the night before Nira and Legolas got married. It was about a thousand years ago and before Nira was killed. I don't know why he did, but he was very against their marriage."

"He took me to spite her?"

"To spite them both, I think."

"Why do you say that?"

"Nira's betrothed wasn't blond, nor is anyone in Nira's family. There is a code elves live by, and we don't break that code. Generally, we only marry once. There have been a few exceptions to that one over the years, but there are others we do not break. You being blond means most likely Legolas and Nira broke that code."

Haldir felt awkward saying it so he hoped she understood. He didn't want to have to spell it out for her. Luna looked at him, eyes wide. He sighed in relief, knowing she got what he was trying to say. He sat down beside her, putting an arm over her slumped shoulders. Luna looked at him and brushed his cheek, making him turn away slightly.

"I'm only about two hundred years old," she whispered.

"Time passes differently between this world and Middle Earth, or so Nira says. This world travels five times slower."

"That would make me almost one thousand. Haldir?"

He turned to look at her, and her lips met his. He was startled by the contact, having never been kissed before. Luna pulled back an inch before blushing. Haldir leaned into her again, restarting the kiss. Neither heard the door open and Nira and Legolas enter. The pair looked at each other and smiled, before slamming the door shut. Luna and Haldir jumped apart, both blushing scarlet.

"So you believe us now?" Nira asked.

Luna nodded, not looking at who she realized now were her parents. Haldir was avoiding their eyes as well. Nira smiled and walked over to him.

"Thank you," she told him, kissing his forehead.

Nira walked back over to Legolas and took his hand. She pulled him toward their room before throwing Luna and Haldir a glance.

"Don't be so awkward about things," she told them.

Nira and Legolas walked into their room, and Legolas pulled Nira into him. He kissed her deeply, pouring all his happiness of having of daughter into the kiss. He leaned to her ear and whispered, "I am the only male in the entire world who can say he took one girl's virginity twice."

"You've only taken it once," Nira said raising an eyebrow.

"Let me say that again, later."