UPDATED/REVISED: 31/03/13
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter, though I do own any OC's that may pop up along the way (I just can't resist)
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~*~*~*~ The Crossing of Worlds Chapter 2 ~*~*~*~
Harry sighed as he closed his eyes. The wind played with his hair, caressing his cheek like that of a mother to her child. Within his mind, the memories flowed, showing him all that had occurred in his life since he had arrived in Middle-Earth.
A year had passed since George and Harry had stepped through the Veil and found themselves in the arms of Sirius, Fred and Severus. The reunion was sweet and timely, lifting some of the pain from his heart that had remained from the war.
Things had changed between Sirius and Severus. While they still called each other names, it was in a more good-natured manner. They weren't the best of friends but they had put their differences aside and become closer, finding things in each other they had never truly been able to see with the childish rivalry that had survived for almost two decades.
Harry smirked slightly as he thought of his two favourite redheads. Fred and George had been inseparable ever since they had been reunited. It had truly shaken George to see his twin and lover dead. Seeing him alive again brought much joy to the other twin's heart. George now spent every waking moment making sure that Fred was alive and well cared for, though Fred did try and sneak away for a breather or two every now and then.
The Valar had chosen to grant them all new forms when they had passed over into Middle Earth.
Where they had once been mortal Men, they were now part Man, part Elf. 'Hybrids' they now called themselves.
((AUTHOR NOTE: the reason I'm calling them Hybrids is because they were once human wizards from another world, unlike Man and istari of Middle Earth – hence why they are different to the other Half-Elves like Elrond. . . Sorry with any confusion because of that))
They now possessed Elven abilities - their strength, speed and reflexes were heightened as well as their senses. The new forms they had been given with had the true grace, poise and beauty of an Elf, but they still held most of their old features - much to Severus' delight and Harry's disbelief, as Severus had lost his crooked nose and Harry was still as short as before.
The Twins and Sirius still teased Harry about that!
While they were not immortal like other Elven folk, they possessed Elemental magic, allowing them to control their natural element at will. This new magic, along with their now wordless and wandless magic made their Wizarding core stronger than ever.
'If only Voldemort could see me now,' Harry thought, smirking viciously.
Galadriel and the Elves of Lothlórien had trained them hard in the past year, teaching them the many Elven trades, allowing them to learn to fight with weapons and to be able to control their new magic.
Listening softly, Harry waited until he heard the tell tale ring of a sword being pulled from its sheath then the swing and the movement of the air as the blade was brought down towards him.
Moving swiftly, Harry twisted out of the way and opened his emerald eyes to see George looking at him with a maniacal grin on his face. The sapphire eyes twitched to quickly glance behind the younger boy. Harry rolled to the side before landing on his feet and smoothly standing up.
Reaching up to the two swords attached to his back, he withdrew the narrow twin swords out to hold them by his sides.
The silver steel shone in the sunlight as he waited for the two redheads to attack.
They charged him in unison, each striving to disarm Harry.
Harry was pushed back as the Twins hammered at him, their combined strength coming close to overpowering him. He parried each blow with his two swords, dancing around and out of the way.
A glitter appeared in Harry's emerald eyes as he swiftly began to gain the upper hand with his superior speed. Steadily, as his strikes grew faster, he pressed back. The clashing of swords echoed through the small glade.
Within the next quick succession of blows, Harry was able to twist the swords from Fred's and George's hands. As the two weapons landed on the forest floor, Harry raised his twin swords to the bare throats of the Twins.
George gulped, "Damn Harry -"
"- if only," Fred said.
" - old Moldypants - "
" - could see you now!" They finished together.
Harry laughed, "I think any of us could make him piss his pants if old Snakeface could see us now."
The twin Hybrids gathered their weapons and returned them to their sheaths.
Harry jumped as he grabbed into a headlock by Fred.
"But don't worry Harry -"
"You will -"
"Always be -"
"Our little Dragon," they cooed.
Harry blushed and muttered, "Oh shove off you two!"
Clapping rang through the glade in which they practiced. The trio turned to see Lady Galadriel clapping at their performance with Sirius and Severus standing behind her, chuckling at their antics.
"A fair challenge you have become to any foe you shall come to face Young Ones," Galadriel complimented.
Harry bowed at the Elf, "We thank you m'Lady. I'm glad you approve,"
"Come closer Young Ones, as there is much I need to tell you," Galadriel beckoned.
The five Hybrids drew closer, their faces expectant and curious.
"You have done well this past year. You are stronger and more powerful than you have ever been. Your time here has ended, you must move on and continue with the journey the Valar have presented you," Galadriel pronounced.
Harry brought a hand to his chest, "But this is our home!"
"I know it is Young One, but your mates need you more. The Battle for Middle-Earth is approaching and you are needed to guide your mates, or all will be lost and your other halves will die. The lands will fall into the darkness under Sauron's might," Galadriel pronounced wistfully, her eyes distant as she looked out into her beloved forest.
He paled at the implication of his actions, of what could take place.
His mind was screaming at him, 'No! I will not lose him! I cannot sacrifice my once chance at true happiness!'
Strengthening his resolve with thoughts of his mate and a happy future, Harry grit his teeth and looked over at the others.
"Bring it on! Merlin knows what we've been through but this will be just like taking a stroll through Hogwarts compared to fighting with the Duck Lord," Sirius cried, his eyes burning with energy.
"Famous last words," Severus stated, rolling his eyes.
Harry, Fred ,and George burst out into laughter as Sirius pouted and huffed like a child at the Potions' Master's words.
"Well if Sirius is going, why not?" Fred asked shrugging.
"I agree Brother," George nodded.
Severus sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Like the blind leading the blind with this lot. I must be a foolish Gryffindor for agreeing to this adventure, but I'm not letting a chance at love and happiness slip through my fingers once again."
They all looked at Harry expectantly.
He just grinned, "Do you really need to ask?"
Severus just shook his head in exasperation as the other three hooted and cheered.
Severus turned to Galadriel, "Now that we are about to set upon this accursed journey, how will we be able to recognize who is our mates?"
Galadriel smiled at the surly man, her eyes twinkling knowingly, "At the time when you first set eyes on your mate, you will feel the rush of your element in your veins, coursing through your blood. In their presence, you will feel a pull towards them, your very soul yearning for them. And in time, when the bonds of soul-mates is consummated, a great gift will be bestowed upon you. But that is for another time."
Smiling gently at the Hybrids surrounding her, she turned and began walking away.
"Come. There is much for you to do before you set off on your journey to Rivendell."
~*~*~*~ The Crossing of Worlds ~*~*~*~
Harry sat atop his horse, frozen in awe as he peered down into the valley that held the city of Rivendell. Waterfalls leaked from numerous crevices within the high mountainous walls of the gorge. Over the rocky ridge, a sliver of the sun peeked out and lit up the land. Trees glistened thanks to the morning dew in the light. The valley itself exuded peace and tranquillity. Harry had never felt such calm, not even in Lady Galadriel's forest.
"Wow! And I thought Lothlórien was beautiful," Fred mused.
"No kidding!" George said.
Harry laughed, "I guess that's what you get for living like a hermit for a while. You miss out on all the good stuff,"
He received a quick slap to the back of his head for his troubles. He turned to see that it was Severus who had dealt the blow.
"Stop lolly-gagging Harry, you can enjoy the view later," Severus spoke with a smirk.
"Oh leave him be Sevvie, you know you were doing exactly the same as him," Sirius laughed before kicking his horse into a gallop.
"DON'T CALL ME SEVVIE!" Severus shouted, chasing after the other Hybrid.
Harry chuckled before racing after them, driving his horse at a breakneck speed to catch up to the rest. His cloak flew behind him in the wind as their laughter rang through the air over the snorts and panting of horses followed due to the reckless pace that were forced upon the creatures.
Sirius led the way as they passed gates of the city. Following the main path, they slowed to a brisk trot as they approached the palace of the ruling Elf Lord. The Elves they passed watched in confusion and speculation as they passed them.
Soon they came upon the entrance to the palace and passed through unannounced, as fewer guards seemed to be paying them attention, like they didn't believe that the five weary travellers were any harm upon their borders.
Coming to a halt at the steps, they swung themselves off their horses. Despite his Elf-like grace, Sirius still got his foot caught on a stirrup and landed with a thud on his back.
Severus looked down as the dust settled around the fallen man, he laid his arms crossed on the saddle and smirked, "Down in the dust, perfect for a mutt like you, eh Black,"
The trio of younger Hybrids laughed at both men, Sirius lay blushing in the dirt. The man rolled his eyes and brushed himself off. He flicked them the bird before looking up at see an Elf and a man walking towards them.
The Elf's dark brown hair was held back by a silver circlet, symbolizing he was a true Elf Lord and the majestic red of his robe enhancing his refined features. He seemed to have seen many of years from the look of age, wisdom and weariness in his eyes.
The grey, elderly man leaned against his twisted knot wooden staff. His hair and beard greying but his eyes spoke volumes of power and magic, as well as the knowledge that came with age. The old wizard smiled knowingly at the Hybrids, sensing the magic and power that they held.
The Elf Lord smiled at them.
"Welcome to Rivendell my friends. My name is Elrond, Lord of this fine city."
"And I am Gandalf the Grey, istari, I welcome you my brethren," Gandalf said, nodding his head of them.
Severus came to a standstill before them first nodding his head, "I am Severus, son of Tobias,"
Sirius stood beside his classmate, "I am Sirius, son of Orion,"
Fred and George grinned mischievously and spoke together, "We are Fred and George, son of Arthur,"
"And I am Harry, son of James,"
Lord Elrond smiled at the five before sweeping his hand to beckon them into the castle.
"You are most welcome here in our fine city. I have seen your arrival, you are greatly received in this dark hour. Though I do not know the true reason as to why you have travelled here from Lothlórien," Elrond stated, somewhat confused by his vision.
"Do not always fall true to your visions Elf Lord, the future is not always set in stone. The slightest change in the wind may change everything and so too shall our arrival," Harry stated.
The Elf Lord nodded and Gandalf looked inquisitively at the young Hybrid. But the old istari spoke none of his questions, knowing that he would not answer them willingly to someone he did not know or trust.
Reaching into his pockets, Severus pulled out a large scroll and gave it to Elrond, "A missive from Lady Galadriel, my Lord,"
Elrond unrolled the scroll and scanned the message quickly, his eyebrows rising on his forehead from the message within.
He rolled the scroll up and nodded, "Very well, I shall help on your quest. Come, tonight you shall rest. For tomorrow is a new day and the Council will congregate to determine whose fate it shall be to bear the Ring of Sauron,"
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