Ezellahen

This is a translation of the fanfic “Ezellahen" (Spanish) by Utena-Puchiko-nyu and Angeli Murasaki.

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Ezellahen

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Disclaimer: The characters of this story recognized from Harry Potter are the property of J.K. Rowling/Warner Bros while those from Middle Earth belong to Tolkien. In the future, two very entertaining characters from CLAMP will also be incorporated. This is a work of pure entertainment and we claim no monetary benefit what so ever.

WARNING: This fanfic is set COMPLETELY in an Alternate Universe. Therefore, we don’t want to hear any complaints later. There will be male pregnancy, elves, wizards OOC and much more.

AN: Author’s note
TN: Translator’s note

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Chapter 11: Journey to Another Dimension

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Remus Lupin arrived home feeling devastated, fortunately he only ran into Neville on his was to his room since he was playing in the hallway leading to the stairs. The young boy watched his godfather’s teary face with trepidation, he tried to calling out to him in order to find out what was wrong, but the older man ignored him and quickly locked himself in his room. With angry movements he starting removing robes from his wardrobe and started placing them in his travel-trunk.

When he finished, he went to his small writing desk and gathered all the notes he had on the translation he had been working on for years and started reading. Hours passed and night had already fallen when he heard sound in the first floor, he put his reading aside and went to the bathroom to shower and did everything he could to relax his body and rid his face of all the pain.

Gathering his courage, he left his room in search of his friends in order to announce the decision he had made that very same day, after he’d had his heart broken. He placed a hand on his flat belly, thinking that if it weren’t for the live growing inside him he would have already given up on living.

“Hey Mooney, we thought you weren’t home.” Sirius greeted him when he reached the living room.

“I was in my bedroom doing something important,” he answered, mussing Neville’s hair and silently asking him to remain silent. The boy seemed to understand him and nodded.

“Oh? Is it about the manuscripts?” James wanted to know.

“Yes, but before that I have something very important to you tell you all.” He sat down on one of the seats and his friends frowned when they saw his disheartened manner.

“Are you al right, Remus?” Logbottom asked with concern.

“More or less,” he smiled crookedly. “I broke up with Lucius…for good.”

“Yahoo! I knew you would come to your senses sooner or later, Moony!” Sirius yelled.

Remus’ lower lip trembled and he turned his head to avoid anyone noticing. The other two adults saw it however and frowned, glaring at Black in reproach.

“I don’t think Moony appreciates your infantile behavior at the moment, Padfoot.” James said softly. “Don’t be so disrespectful.”

“Uh…?” The animagus asked stupidly. He turned toward Remus and found Frank sitting next to him, rubbing his back. “Oh…shit. I’m sorry, Moony…but you know how I feel about that Slytherin. I’m happy you guys broke up…”

“Sirius Black! Shut your mouth already!” Frank growled.

“It’s okay,” the werewolf muttered, drying the traitorous tears that escaped from his eyes. He had stopped crying when he’d first arrived in his room and he’d promised himself that he wouldn’t cry about it again. But the wound was too recent to stop hurting. “That’s history now, in truth I came to tell you all something important.” He looked at James. “I just finished translating the manuscripts and I think I know where Harry is and how to go about finding him.”

His friends gasped in shock.

“…what?” Potter asked, shaky. “Are you serious, Remus…?”

“Yup, your baby will be with you soon,” he smiled, unconsciously rubbing his stomach.

A radiant smile bloomed on the stag animagus’ face; Sirius smiled just as widely and patted his friend on the back. He couldn’t believe it, he’d never lost hope, perhaps a small hope…but it was there. If they wanted him returned to them, wherever his godson might be, Moony would be the one to find him.

“Where is he?”

“What I’m about to tell you might seem strange, but…according to Godric’s memoirs, our pup is at…another dimension.

“What? Are you kidding?”

“No, Sirius,” the werewolf snarled slightly, his amber eyes glowing. “I don’t joke when it comes to this, you idiot.” He inhaled to calm himself. “According to Gryffindor, the place is called Middle Earth where different kinds of High Elves live, there are creatures called orcs, dwarves, hobbits, and muggles with different characteristics. He mentioned the Dúnedain and the Rohirrim, and they only have 5 wizards distinguished by different colors. Well, it was like that in the era that Godric Gryffindor traveled there.

“And how can we get to that place?” James asked with impatience.

“He discovered this spell searching for a way to enter a dimension that was connected to ours in the past. After a lot of investigation he managed to perform the spell that took him there.” He looked through his notes, “These runes you see here are part it.”

The wizards looked at the notes, out of all of them; Frank was the one that understood it the most.

“It looks difficult,” Sirius said.

“Very, but not impossible…” Remus murmured. “The thing is…it needs a very powerful mage to do it.” When he saw James’ expression he added, “But I’ve looked for a way and I think that if we all summon the portal together, we could make it happen.”

“Really?” James smiled. “So when do we do it? Can it be now? I want to see my son as soon as possible!”

“Not yet, Prongs,” he smiled tenderly. “We need to rest in order to bolster our magic, we have to use our magic as little as possible for three or four days before we try this.”

“Yes! We’re going to see Prongslet again!” Cried out Black as he hugged his bespectacled friend.

“There’s one more thing…” Remus said softly, biting his bottom lip. His friends seemed to deflate and looked desperate. He smiled. “It’s nothing bad.”

“Then what?” Potter grumbled, finally losing his patience. “Just tell me everything already, Moony!”

“The notes said it would be dangerous for more than one person to cross the portal…therefore, only one of us should go.”

“There is nothing to discuss, I’ll be the one to go.” James stated.

“And what about your career?” Frank said. “Think for a second, will you? You will be going to an unknown place and there is no way to know that it will just drop you in front of Harry. It’s not a trip to the mall, James.”

“I agree with Frank. Besides, we don’t know how he might look now… as a young child he looked like you, but he could have changed Prongs. (AN: remember they don’t know about scar on his forehead) And that’s not all…there is a very real possibility that he might have been adopted…and…”

“And that he might not want to come back.” Sirius finished the thought for him, looking at his friend solemnly.

Reality seemed to hit James like a bolt of lightning and he buckled onto the couch, his face hidden by his hands.

“I hadn’t thought about that.” He whimpered.

“Don’t be sad, James. Of all of us I am the one with the least responsibilities and I volunteer to go in search of Harry. If you go, you might pressure him too much. The person that goes needs to be able to tell him his life from another point of view, someone that can convince him to meet you without running out of patience. I am the best candidate for this.”

“Are you sure...?” Frank asked, with a furrowed brow, looking at him with worry.

“Totally…” He gave a long sigh. “I need to get out of here. I’m not going to tell you what happened, but I need some distance (or in his case dimensions) between him and me. That, along with all the other reasons I already told you before, make me the perfect candidate.”

“All right…if you are completely sure. I’ll trust that will bring back my son, Moony.”

“You can count on me, Prongs.”

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The days passed quickly and the wizards requested special permits at work to be gone for a whole week. Because while they only needed one day to perform the spell they will need the additional time to recuperate form the extensive power drain. Neville had been sent to a trusted friend’s house, just in case something went wrong.

Remus checked his trunk once again, making sure that he hadn’t forgotten anything. Careful to keep it hidden from his friends, he’d also bought baby clothing, dippers, and other necessary items for his future pup. He frowned as he thought about it, but it was better for his friend’s mental health if they didn’t’ know about it, although…

“Remus? Frank called out to him as he stuck his head inside the door. “James said you wanted to talk to me about something…”

“Yes, please come in.” He motioned for him to take a seat on the bed and sat down next to him. “I need to told you something important, but please understand that I called you alone because this will have to remain secret from the others. James and Sirius wouldn’t be able to handle it…”

“You’re scaring me.”

“Don’t be,” he smiled, taking his hands. “I’m pregnant, Frank…from Lucius.” He raised his hand in a gentle caress. “Let me finish,” he sighed. “This was the very reason why we broke up…because he didn’t wish to have a child with…my curse.” He said softly, not wanting to go into details. “That’s why I want you to promise me that if Lucius come here…which I doubt…tell him I don’t want anything from him, this baby is because mine alone the moment he rejected it.”

“I understand.” Frank hugged him when he saw him about to cry. “The trip won’t hurt the baby, right? It won’t be dangerous?”

“No, I don’t think so.” He reassured him as a few stubborn tears escaped from him. “Everything will turn out fine. So, you promise to do this for me?”

“Of course I will. But, I don’t understand why you don’t want James and Sirius to know?”

“Ha! Really Frank, you know how they would act if they knew about all this and I don’t want them to get in trouble for someone that’s not even worth it. Lucius Malfoy should no longer exist for any of the Marauders, he’s dead and buried.”

Longbottom was surprised at the bitterness, hate, pain, and disdain on the face of the usually very gentle Remus Lupin. Whatever it was that had happened, had to have been immense for him to feel such negative emotions.

“If you say so,” he said as he rose from the bed. “Everything’s ready for the spell. Shall we get going, Moony?”

“Yes, I already have everything.” He inhaled deeply. “It’s time to go get our Prongslet.”

They chose the barren land that was located opposite the creek bordering their home had already performed the spells that will repel both wizards and muggles and that would prevent anyone from knowing what was about to happen there. Especially Albus Dumbledore, because everyone was sure that he would have been against the idea, whether dangerous or not.

The runes and the Elvish phrases surrounded a small white circle. There were four points marked in red, where each wizard took his place. Once everything was ready to proceed, they each began reciting their part of the spell with their wands raised. The portal took a good thirty-five minutes for the portal, through which Remus had to cross, to form. They saw, very surprised, how the white circle in the center became bigger and bigger until it became about as big as a door frame.

The light blinded them for a moment but when they opened their eyes…everything was ready. The portal shone with lights of different colors, the center almost seemed to have a liquid quality to it. The inhaled nervously and looked at each other. Finally, Remus spoke:

“All right, I think everything’s in order,” he said smiling. “Shall we say our good byes?”

At that moment the other three were hit with the fact that their friends was leaving to a place they didn’t know, a place he might not return from, but if he achieved his objective he would be returning with the a person that was loved by many.

The hugs were hard and long, they exchanged words of encouragement, jokes, and above all…hope.

“Come back with my baby, Moony. Please.”

“I will.” After one last smile, Remus Lupin crossed the portal. Disappearing in a flash of intense brilliance.

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-Middle Earth: Lothlorien-

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Galadriel smiled as she looked out the window, she closed her eye for a moment and then opened them up again. A knowing twinkle was within them, and she walked slowly to the door.

/“Where are you going, wife of mine?”/ Celeborn inquired. /“We will be leaving to Rivendell within the hour to attend our grandson’s wedding.”/

/“I will be here by then…”/ She answered with a smile, looking out the window to something only she could see. /“I have a feeling we will be leaving with a guest…/”

Her husband watched her with an arched eyebrow, but shook his head with a smile, knowing that his wife’s strange power will forever bring surprises into his life.

The blonde walked at a slow pace to her famous water mirror, which served to view the past, present, or future. From the stairs beside the great tree that was in front of her favorite place she could already feel the enormous amount of energy she recognized as magic. But…Why now? By now that entertaining young man called Godric should have already passed on, it was impossible for him to visit again. Had another accomplished what he had..? A new adventurer? This was what her senses were telling her…and that this new adventurer did not come alone.

Like last time a white light brought forth a wide range of colors, soon after a body fell to the floor without much ceremony. It was undoubtedly a small masculine body. The man gasped and raised a hand to his stomach, a horrified expression overtaking his face.

“Are you well…?”

Remus recoiled away from the sound of the unknown voice in fright. Before was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen in his life, but what really caught his attention was that she seemed to glow somehow…and her ears were pointed. A High Elf..?

“I…” He whispered and then became horrified once again. He’d fallen against the floor! That could have hurt his pup! “My baby…” He murmured fearfully.

She hurried to his side and used her knowledge as a healer to look over the new arrival. She sighed and smiled kindly at him.

“Your little one is quite well,” she assured. “Now tell me…why are you here, traveler of dimensions?”

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Elrohir sighed once again as he watched the final arrangements for his brother’s wedding take place. All the guests had arrived an hour ago, but he didn’t feel like going to greet them. Somehow, the fact that his twin was getting married before him made him jealous. After all, everyone said he was the most responsible, and much to his displeasure, the most ‘maternal.’ However, it was Elladan that had found his mate and who would be married within a few hours.

He could smile and congratulate him, but inside he felt depressed. He was even starting to think that he’ll never find his own partner or anything of the sort. It was only because things won’t be like before, right? He knew it wasn’t fair, but once married Elladan will have certain responsibilities to his husband and wouldn’t fool around like before. Of course, this also meant that Ezellahen was now his sole responsibility, but then the child will also grow up and leave him.

/“I’m an idiot.”/

“Adar!” Harry cried out as he ran into his mother’s room with his Mokona running behind him. Upon seeing his face, he immediately asked: /“Why are you all sad?”/

/“It’s not sadness…its melancholy.”/ He murmured, hugging the boy around the waist. His son’s small body radiated the scent of innocence, a scent that always managed to alleviate his aching heart. The small pet watched his master’s parent with sadness, her small ears drooping expressing her feelings at the sight.

/“And how do you heal that?”/ He asked seriously, taking the elf’s face in his small hands. /“I don’t like the face you make when you’re…melancholy.”/

Elrohir couldn’t do anything else but smile at the child’s words. Without fail, Ezellahen always found a way to get a smile out of him with his words.

/“I’m much better now.”/ He smiled even wider to give credit to his words. /“Why were you looking for me, dear?”/

/“Oh! The Lothlorian grandparents just arrived and they’ve brought a stranger with them! You should have seen his face when he saw professor Morë! I think they knew each other from before…right, Mokona?”/

“POO! POO!”

/“From before..?”/ He repeated incredulously. As far as he knew, thanks to his brother-in-law’s strange arrival to Middle Earth, no one should know him. Harry nodded enthusiastically, making his hair even wilder. /“Let’s go meet him.”/

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Remus still looked like he’d seen a ghost. And it was because the one supposedly assassinated by Death Eaters, Regulus Black…was standing in front of him.

After his somewhat chaotic arrival, he had only to look at the lady elf to know he was in the right place. He was asked a few questions and was accepted as a guest in that amazing place they told him was called Lothlorian. They treated him kindly and he was able to share his research with what seemed like the king and queen of the place (the lady elf and her husband) and was able to confirm that everything that Godric Gryffindor wrote in those manuscripts was true. Not that he doubted it…but like the muggle saying: seeing is believing.

They conversed for a few moments in the language of the elves, for Remus had learned through the translations, but soon informed him that they had a former engagement in another Elvish city and had to depart. He was horrified, for he had no clue where to begin looking. But when he told the Elves who he was looking for, they’d glanced at each other in a manner that, for a man as intelligent as he was, he found suspicious. She had smiled mysteriously then, and invited him to come with them to the festivities. He accepted, getting the feeling that he would be finding something there that would lead him to Harry Potter.

The trip had been pleasant…and on a horse. He couldn’t deny he’d been frightened at first, especially because the animal seemed to know he was a werewolf and therefore a predator. He was afraid it would react by trying to attack him and possibly hurt his baby, but the elves whispered a few calming words to his mare and she’d allowed him to ride her. He then found himself talking to the elves as if they’d known each other all their lives, telling them about his past and his hopes for the future.

In regards to his child, they congratulated him; though thank Merlin they didn’t ask for details, perhaps noticing his sadness about the whole thing.

They didn’t ride for long, soon reaching a forest just as beautiful as the one at which he’d arrived. Lady Galadriel presented the place as the home of her son-in-law and her grandchildren, Rivendell. They were greeted there by other elves, though their hair was a bit darker than that of the elves he saw at Lothlorien.

They entered and were greeted with respect. There were many other people there, who watched him with curiosity and he cold help but feel uncomfortable. There was one couple that called his attention, because they were surrounded by three little girls between four and eight years of age. They introduced themselves as Aragorn Telcontar and Legolas Greenleaf, the first was the King of Gondor and the elf was his husband, the children were their daughters (Remus’ eye opened wide as dinner plate when he learned that male elves could also have children and looking at the elf a bit more carefully it looked like he was pregnant at the moment as well. Well, that’s what he thought when he saw the elf’s curved stomach.) and that their eldest was not there at the moment, a boy called Eldarion.

More introductions were made, among them, muggles, hobbits, other elves, and the dwarves. It was a little while later that the couple getting married (he now knew he was at a wedding) made an appearance and Remus almost fainted. Right there! Right in front of him was a younger copy of one of his best friends! Sure, his eyes were violet and his hair a bit longer…put he was the almost Sirius Black’s twin!

“Remus?”

His shock only surmounted when he heard the man call him by his name. He only nodded and the black-haired man approached, pulled him into a hug, and took him into a nearby room.

The guests were left confused, not knowing how to react. Elladan was in the same situation; his fiancé had completely ignored him and had left with someone that was a complete stranger to him.

This event had taken place three hours ago and by now Lupin was sure he was with Regulus Black, who for some strange reason was alive and living in Middle Earth and not dead like everyone supposed. They sat down to chat and Remus was the first one to explain everything, he could see how the information was devastating the younger man, but he seemed relieved to know that Voldemort was dead and that his dear brother was alive.

“I see…” Morë murmured. “So Lily used the spell as well…I knew she could figure it out.”

“What do you mean?”

“I was the one that gave her the manuscripts. I had only translated the spell and had given her everything else for her to translate Godric’s memoirs about this place. I had planned to publish it in a book or something. I never told anyone…but I have a passion for archeology and, at a muggle auction, I bought those manuscripts which had been found in land near Hogwarts. I was quite surprised to learn that they were memoirs of the Godric Gryffindor and written in Quenya.” He smiled. “But soon, when I had only begun the translation, the Dark Lord summoned me and I could not refuse.

“Scared to lose such a precious discovery I resorted to Lily. I didn’t really know her but I new she was as curious as me and that she would accept to translate the manuscripts if I told her who the author was. We met and I asked not to promise me that she wouldn’t tell anyone about it. If they were discovered they would have to be burned, a spell such as this one could not be allowed to fall into the wrong hands.”

They were silent for a long time, each one pondering everything they’d just learned.

“So you came here to escape Voldemort.” In Regulus’ favor, he didn’t flinch when he heard the name. “And now you have found love with a High Elf.” He smiled. “Congratulations.”

“Yes, well…” He mumbled with a bit of a blush. “I still can’t believe it myself, but I love him and I’m happier than I ever thought I could be…especially since I’m a Black.” He sighed dreamily and Remus could help smiling at the love shining in those exceptional eyes. “And what about you? Did you leave a special someone back in England?”

Remus’ smile banished and an intense sadness overcame his features, a hand moving gently over his stomach. Regulus saw this and didn’t have to think too much to put two and two together.

“The father of your child abandoned you?”

Remus’ lower lip twitched dangerously and Black quickly moved close to hug and try to comfort him. This was how Elladan found them and he couldn’t stop his eyebrow from arching and feeling the jealousy grow within him.

“Am I interrupting something?” he hissed.

“Oh, my love.” Regulus jumped and quickly walked over to embrace his fiancé. “I was just catching up with a friend from my world, my dimension. It’s amazing, I never though I would see another family face…” he smiled at the werewolf. “Allow me to introduce you…This is Remus Lupin, my love…a friend of my older brother. Remus, this is my fiancé, Elladan of the House of Rivendell.”

“A pleasure,” the elf bowed politely and tightened his hold on his future husband’s waist. Remus saw the gesture and smiled, amused. It was clear that the love Regulus felt for this man was reciprocated.

“The pleasure is mine.”

“By the way, Remus, why exactly did you come here?”

“Oh…I…I mean, we believe that Lily could have sent her son here. I’m here looking for Harry.”

Only silence met with that confession.

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Lucius emptied his glass of fire whiskey once again and, in a moment of fury, threw the glass against the wall, enjoying watching it shatter into a million pieces. However, his enjoyment didn’t last long when he saw the glass’ anti-breakage spell return the glass back to normal. He snarled in anger and turned his head to look out the window.

Today marked a week since Remus and him had separated. He couldn’t negate the fact that the situation was distressing him, he was unfocused on his business dealings, he was ignoring his son, and the hole in his heart became bigger and bigger with each passing moment. So much so, that sometimes he couldn’t even breathe whenever he invoked the image of his gentle and smiling wolf.

The day they had fought he’d been tense, he’d had some problems with a business deal and lost some money, he hated the failure more than the loss of money…not to mention that Remus had not come to meet him as usual that day…everything had worked out in such a way that he’d been in a terrible temper, which is why he reacted as he had when Remus showed up all smiles, to tell him he was…pregnant.

He was having his baby! He had been terrified when he heard that, and much to his regret, he had reacted in the worst way imaginable. Just three days after that happened he realized, horrified, everything that he’d said to Remus. He’d felt dirty and miserable, no doubt deserving of those words and the emotion, behind those beautiful golden eyes.

I hate you!

Since then, he tortured himself remembering those three words that summarized all the pain he’d cause the Gryffindor. But he was not the kind of man that asked for forgiveness, he couldn’t even imagine what he could say to Remus to make him forgive him. He was well aware that he’d gone too far that time and that he only had a small chance of obtaining his wolf’s forgiveness.

And perhaps that chance rested with the baby Remus carried…their child. He smiled at the thought. When Draco had been born he’d been inundated with emotion, even though his marriage had been arranged for him and he’d married someone he barely knew, the most important thing to him had been his child. And now he was going to have a child with someone he knew, someone he cared for, someone…he probably loved. Very different from the first time.

This is why he’d decided to wait a little in order to allow things to calm down and to then go look for him, using the child to convince the wolf that they needed to remain together for the baby.

Mean while, he would make the appropriate arrangements in order to ensure a smooth marriage to a werewolf, to make the announcement of his child’s existence before the press found out through some other means, to rewrite his will, and above all, to tell his son that their family will soon be growing.

Lucius Malfoy was sure that Remus Lupin would return to him. But he didn’t know that it would be many years before he would see his ex-boyfriend and meet his child.

To be continued…
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TN: Here is another chapter, and there's one more coming soon before I catch up to were this story is supposed to be. Sorry for the long wait.

-Lina