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Healing
Chapter 5: Healing
Rivendell, T.A. 173
A few weeks later…
“Ada!” Elladan yelled, sprinting into the main hall. “The guards have returned. Edenost was greatly wounded!”
Lord Elrond stood quickly, striding quickly to his son.
“Have they taken him to the healing chambers?” he questioned.
Elladan nodded, eyes wide.
“He is really bad,” the Elfling whispered.
Harry watched as Lord Elrond walked down the hallway and disappeared around the corner.
“Edenost will be fine,” he whispered softly, trying to comfort the other Elfling. “Lord Elrond is
the greatest healer in all of Middle-Earth.”
“What would you know?” Elladan spat back angrily. “You are just here because Glorfindel felt bad for you!”
Harry recoiled from the harsh comment, and then turned around to walk to the healing chambers. He would show them that he could be useful…
And Lord Elrond let him assist.
Harry filled and heated water when asked, brought Lord Elrond whatever he needed, and sat comfortingly by Edenost’s bedside as the pale Elf healed. He was gentle and patient and caring, and Lord Elrond looked on with proud eyes as the little Elfling helped nurse the guard back to health.
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A few days later…
Edenost moaned in pain as he slowly opened his brown eyes. Everything was blurry and out of focus.
“Shh,” a soft voice soothed. “Do not move, you will pull your stitches.”
The older Elf opened his mouth, but he could not get any words past his dry throat.
“Let me get you some water,” the voice stated softly. “I will be right back.”
And a few moments later, a cup of cool water was pressed gently to his lips.
“Not too much,” came the soft suggestion. “You do not want to get sick.”
The cup was pulled away, and Edenost’s vision came into focus. There sat a little Elfling, big green eyes staring at him with compassion and determination.
“You will get better, do not worry,” the little Elfling assured. “Lord Elrond said that everything would be fine once you woke up. We just had to make sure the poison would work through your system.”
Edenost nodded his head lightly, wincing as that caused pain to explode in his temples.
“You are still very weak, I am sure,” the little Elfling whispered softly. “Rest some more; I will tell Lord Elrond you are awake.”
So Edenost followed his advice, letting his eyes shut once more and slipping away to the land of dreams.
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“Lord Elrond?” Harry murmured softly. “Edenost awakened for a little while. I gave him some water and told him to rest.”
“Thank you, Harry,” the Lord of Rivendell said kindly. “You will make a fine healer some day.”
“And I can help you until I am old enough to train?” came the soft question with large, pleading eyes.
“Of course,” Lord Elrond responded. “I can always use an extra pair of hands.”
The smile he got in response lit up the room.
“I am so glad!” Harry exclaimed excitedly, darting forward to give the lord a quick hug. “But I better get back to Edenost. I do not wish for him to wake up alone!”
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A few hours later…
Harry sat by the guard’s bedside, wiping his forehead gently with a wet cloth. Brown eyes fluttered open, and Harry gave Edenost a sweet smile.
“Feeling a little better after some more rest?” he questioned lightly, continuing to wipe the sweat from a pale brow.
“Yes,” Edenost replied, voice scratchy.
“Let me get you more water,” the little Elfling stated softly.
After Edenost had a bit to drink, Harry sat by his bedside and kept him company. He learned that the guard had just passed his one hundreth year, and that he became a warrior because he thought that was what his father would have wanted, had he not died when Edenost was young.
And to Harry’s surprise, the guard wanted to hear about his life too. They talked for a little while about Lothlorien as well, and then Edenost fell back into a restful sleep.
Edenost was the first person Harry ever helped heal. He spent almost two weeks at the Elf’s bedside, helping Lord Elrond change his bandages, fetching water, and just keeping him company.
Edenost was also Harry’s first true friend.
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Rivendell, T.A. 180
Seven years later…
“The twins are fully grown, now,” Glorfindel commented to Harry at the celebratory feast.
“And just as childish as ever,” Harry replied with a small smile.
Though he never became friends with Elladan and Elrohir, they now got along fairly well. While Harry helped heal the guards and warriors and anyone else who was sick or injured, the twins were busy causing mischief and pestering Lord Elrond to join the guard.
Harry thought they would make good warriors one day, if they ever learned to be serious.
“You were always much more mature than them,” the blonde Elf stated with a smile.
“I am only three summers younger, you know,” Harry informed him.
“Much smaller though,” Glorfindel teased lightly.
“Then it is good that I do not need monstrous muscles and unbelievable height to help heal,” Harry countered, looking at the bulging muscles on Glorfindel’s own arms pointedly. “Handling a sword and shooting a bow, however…”
“Are you insinuating Glorfindel is monstrous?” Edenost cut in with a small smile.
“You came!” Harry exclaimed. “I did not think you would get off duty for the feast. Now I will not be alone!”
“And what am I?” Glorfindel asked, though he truly was not insulted.
He was just glad that Harry had a friend, though Edenost was often away on duty.
“My guardian,” Harry replied, rolling his bright green eyes. “I cannot tell you everything,
Glorfindel.”
“Yes, he does not wish you to scare all his admirers away,” Edenost informed the blonde with a small smirk.
“Edenost!” Harry exclaimed, looking at Glorfindel nervously.
“Admirers?” Glorfindel asked. “But you are not even fully grown, yet!”
“That does not stop all the Elves he heals from looking,” Edenost answered. “He is a favorite among the guards. Much prettier than Lord Elrond, and he will stay by your bedside forever if you whine enough.”
Harry blushed bright red.
“Stop…” he moaned softly. “Glorfindel will never leave me in the healing chambers alone, again!”
“Not until you are one hundred, at least,” the blonde Elf stated imperiously.
Glorfindel and Edenost chuckled as Harry buried his face in his hands in embarrassment.
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Rivendell, T.A. 183
Three years later…
“You are almost fully grown,” Lord Elrond commented as he and Harry worked on bottling the healing salve he just produced. “Do you wish for a feast?”
Harry looked up at Lord Elrond in shock.
“But…” the green-eyed youth protested.
“I think of you as part of this family,” the older Elf stated softly. “I would be happy to throw a party in honor of your birthing.”
“That is kind of you, Lord Elrond, but I have not seen ada or naneth for nearly a decade,” Harry commented softly. “I believe I am going to visit for a few months. Did Glorfindel not inform you?”
“I had hoped you would change your mind. We shall miss you in Rivendell,” Lord Elrond responded fondly.
“It will only be for a little while,” the smaller Elf replied. “And when I return, I hope that I can begin my training as a healer in earnest.”
“I would be proud to teach you,” was the answer. “And I am sure the patients will be most anxious for your return. Especially Suiauthon.”
Harry blushed bright red.
“He does come around a bit too often, does he not?” the Elfling murmured embarrassedly after he bottled the last of the paste.
“He is infatuated,” Lord Elrond responded with a small grin. “I cannot wait until you reach majority. The moment you are declared of age…”
Harry groaned.
“Do not remind me…” he griped. “Half of the guards of Rivendell…”
“Half?” Glorfindel questioned as he walked into the healing chambers. “You are being optimistic, Harry. The only one who will not pursue you is Edenost…”
“Time to go,” Harry changed the subject with another blush. “It was a very successful day, Lord Elrond.”
The Lord of Rivendell just watched with a smile as Harry led Glorfindel out of the room.
The number of protectors that little Elfling was managing to accrue…
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Lothlorien, T.A. 183
A few months later…
“Ada! Naneth!” Harry exclaimed as he entered Caras Galadhon. “I have missed you so.”
“And we you,” Lady Galadriel responded with tears in her eyes. “You should visit more often.”
“Lord Elrond is teaching me to heal,” he replied proudly. “I am just an assistant now, but he stated that my training shall begin in earnest upon my return.”
Lord Celeborn smiled softly at his son.
“Tell us all about it,” he instructed gently, glad that the melancholy and loneliness that had been
hanging around Harry was finally gone.
He was finding his place…
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Rivendell, T.A. 195
Twelve years later…
“Ithelwen!” Harry stated, scandalized. “That is not dancing!”
“Yes, it is,” she replied dreamily. “It is connecting with nature.”
The petite blonde swayed softly to the silence, twirling and gliding.
“It is very freeing,” Ithelwen said breathily. “You should try it.”
“You are not wearing clothes!” Harry exclaimed, refusing to look.
“The moon does not wish me to…” was her responded.
Harry shook his head incredulously, refusing to join his friend…
The next night, he danced naked beneath the moon and the stars, communing alone with nature in the privacy of his gardens…
It would become his freedom from the stresses of healer training and daily life.
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Lothlorien, T.A. 203
Eight years later…
“You were watching him again,” Elrohir accused his twin brother. “It is disrespectful to invade his privacy.”
“I know,” Elladan sighed. “It is just…he is so beautiful, it is hypnotizing when he dances.”
“And your stare has nothing to do with all that bare skin gleaming in the moonlight?” Elrohir asked wryly.
Elladan had the grace to blush.
“It is not my fault…” he mumbled.
Elrohir laughed softly.
“Just take me with you next time, and we can call it even…” he told his brother.
Elladan gaped at him unattractively.
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Lothlorien, T.A. 220
Seventeen years later…
“You are fools!” Harry snarled at Elladan and Elrohir as he caught them trying to sneak out of the infirmary. “Get back in bed before I force you!”
The twins meeped, guilty climbing back into bed.
“Now I have to check your bandages to make sure you did not reopen your wounds,” Harry scolded. “What were you thinking? No, do not answer, I do not want to know. You were attacked just yesterday afternoon, and you were lucky to escape with your lives. When I tell you to stay in bed, you stay in bed!”
Elladan and Elrohir nodded meekly.
“Do not just agree with me, and then go behind my back,” Harry ordered, after satisfying himself that neither had injured himself further. “I will not hesitate to have Glorfindel remove you from the guard.”
Two sets of identical grey eyes widened.
“Harry…” they whined. “We promise to stay in bed until you release us.”
The green-eyed Elf nodded, satisfied.
Then he sat down between their beds with a small smile.
“I do not have any other patients today, so how about I keep you company for a while?” he asked
softly.
Elladan and Elrohir nodded.
That afternoon, they found out just how sweet and kind and caring and beautiful Harry could truly be.
They fell, hard, and the three would be friends forevermore…
That does not mean that Elladan and Elrohir stopped peeking at Harry’s moonlit dances, however…
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Lothlorien, T.A. 240
Twenty years later…
“Congratulations, Lady Celebrian,” Harry stated softly. “May your pregnancy be happy and your child
healthy.”
“Thank you, Harry,” the Lady of Rivendell responded. “With you to help look after me, I know my pregnancy will be full of laughter. Lord Elrond takes things much too seriously.”
Harry smiled at his sister. Though they were always fairly formal with each other in public, and
Harry was closer to Lord Elrond, he hoped that Lady Celebrian’s pregnancy would help them form a bond.
After all, he loved the child inside her already. It would be nice to have a little Elfling to look after…
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Rivendell, T.A. 241
One year later…
The birth of Arwen…
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Author’s Note: I am not sure whether I am going to do flashes of Legolas’s training for the next chapter…Please let me know what you think…*puppy dog eyes*
Characters: I do not actually have any original characters – they are just Harry Potter characters with names translated to Elvish. Edenost is Neville. Ithilwen is Luna.
Rivendell, T.A. 173
A few weeks later…
“Ada!” Elladan yelled, sprinting into the main hall. “The guards have returned. Edenost was greatly wounded!”
Lord Elrond stood quickly, striding quickly to his son.
“Have they taken him to the healing chambers?” he questioned.
Elladan nodded, eyes wide.
“He is really bad,” the Elfling whispered.
Harry watched as Lord Elrond walked down the hallway and disappeared around the corner.
“Edenost will be fine,” he whispered softly, trying to comfort the other Elfling. “Lord Elrond is
the greatest healer in all of Middle-Earth.”
“What would you know?” Elladan spat back angrily. “You are just here because Glorfindel felt bad for you!”
Harry recoiled from the harsh comment, and then turned around to walk to the healing chambers. He would show them that he could be useful…
And Lord Elrond let him assist.
Harry filled and heated water when asked, brought Lord Elrond whatever he needed, and sat comfortingly by Edenost’s bedside as the pale Elf healed. He was gentle and patient and caring, and Lord Elrond looked on with proud eyes as the little Elfling helped nurse the guard back to health.
*************************************************************************************
A few days later…
Edenost moaned in pain as he slowly opened his brown eyes. Everything was blurry and out of focus.
“Shh,” a soft voice soothed. “Do not move, you will pull your stitches.”
The older Elf opened his mouth, but he could not get any words past his dry throat.
“Let me get you some water,” the voice stated softly. “I will be right back.”
And a few moments later, a cup of cool water was pressed gently to his lips.
“Not too much,” came the soft suggestion. “You do not want to get sick.”
The cup was pulled away, and Edenost’s vision came into focus. There sat a little Elfling, big green eyes staring at him with compassion and determination.
“You will get better, do not worry,” the little Elfling assured. “Lord Elrond said that everything would be fine once you woke up. We just had to make sure the poison would work through your system.”
Edenost nodded his head lightly, wincing as that caused pain to explode in his temples.
“You are still very weak, I am sure,” the little Elfling whispered softly. “Rest some more; I will tell Lord Elrond you are awake.”
So Edenost followed his advice, letting his eyes shut once more and slipping away to the land of dreams.
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“Lord Elrond?” Harry murmured softly. “Edenost awakened for a little while. I gave him some water and told him to rest.”
“Thank you, Harry,” the Lord of Rivendell said kindly. “You will make a fine healer some day.”
“And I can help you until I am old enough to train?” came the soft question with large, pleading eyes.
“Of course,” Lord Elrond responded. “I can always use an extra pair of hands.”
The smile he got in response lit up the room.
“I am so glad!” Harry exclaimed excitedly, darting forward to give the lord a quick hug. “But I better get back to Edenost. I do not wish for him to wake up alone!”
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A few hours later…
Harry sat by the guard’s bedside, wiping his forehead gently with a wet cloth. Brown eyes fluttered open, and Harry gave Edenost a sweet smile.
“Feeling a little better after some more rest?” he questioned lightly, continuing to wipe the sweat from a pale brow.
“Yes,” Edenost replied, voice scratchy.
“Let me get you more water,” the little Elfling stated softly.
After Edenost had a bit to drink, Harry sat by his bedside and kept him company. He learned that the guard had just passed his one hundreth year, and that he became a warrior because he thought that was what his father would have wanted, had he not died when Edenost was young.
And to Harry’s surprise, the guard wanted to hear about his life too. They talked for a little while about Lothlorien as well, and then Edenost fell back into a restful sleep.
Edenost was the first person Harry ever helped heal. He spent almost two weeks at the Elf’s bedside, helping Lord Elrond change his bandages, fetching water, and just keeping him company.
Edenost was also Harry’s first true friend.
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Rivendell, T.A. 180
Seven years later…
“The twins are fully grown, now,” Glorfindel commented to Harry at the celebratory feast.
“And just as childish as ever,” Harry replied with a small smile.
Though he never became friends with Elladan and Elrohir, they now got along fairly well. While Harry helped heal the guards and warriors and anyone else who was sick or injured, the twins were busy causing mischief and pestering Lord Elrond to join the guard.
Harry thought they would make good warriors one day, if they ever learned to be serious.
“You were always much more mature than them,” the blonde Elf stated with a smile.
“I am only three summers younger, you know,” Harry informed him.
“Much smaller though,” Glorfindel teased lightly.
“Then it is good that I do not need monstrous muscles and unbelievable height to help heal,” Harry countered, looking at the bulging muscles on Glorfindel’s own arms pointedly. “Handling a sword and shooting a bow, however…”
“Are you insinuating Glorfindel is monstrous?” Edenost cut in with a small smile.
“You came!” Harry exclaimed. “I did not think you would get off duty for the feast. Now I will not be alone!”
“And what am I?” Glorfindel asked, though he truly was not insulted.
He was just glad that Harry had a friend, though Edenost was often away on duty.
“My guardian,” Harry replied, rolling his bright green eyes. “I cannot tell you everything,
Glorfindel.”
“Yes, he does not wish you to scare all his admirers away,” Edenost informed the blonde with a small smirk.
“Edenost!” Harry exclaimed, looking at Glorfindel nervously.
“Admirers?” Glorfindel asked. “But you are not even fully grown, yet!”
“That does not stop all the Elves he heals from looking,” Edenost answered. “He is a favorite among the guards. Much prettier than Lord Elrond, and he will stay by your bedside forever if you whine enough.”
Harry blushed bright red.
“Stop…” he moaned softly. “Glorfindel will never leave me in the healing chambers alone, again!”
“Not until you are one hundred, at least,” the blonde Elf stated imperiously.
Glorfindel and Edenost chuckled as Harry buried his face in his hands in embarrassment.
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Rivendell, T.A. 183
Three years later…
“You are almost fully grown,” Lord Elrond commented as he and Harry worked on bottling the healing salve he just produced. “Do you wish for a feast?”
Harry looked up at Lord Elrond in shock.
“But…” the green-eyed youth protested.
“I think of you as part of this family,” the older Elf stated softly. “I would be happy to throw a party in honor of your birthing.”
“That is kind of you, Lord Elrond, but I have not seen ada or naneth for nearly a decade,” Harry commented softly. “I believe I am going to visit for a few months. Did Glorfindel not inform you?”
“I had hoped you would change your mind. We shall miss you in Rivendell,” Lord Elrond responded fondly.
“It will only be for a little while,” the smaller Elf replied. “And when I return, I hope that I can begin my training as a healer in earnest.”
“I would be proud to teach you,” was the answer. “And I am sure the patients will be most anxious for your return. Especially Suiauthon.”
Harry blushed bright red.
“He does come around a bit too often, does he not?” the Elfling murmured embarrassedly after he bottled the last of the paste.
“He is infatuated,” Lord Elrond responded with a small grin. “I cannot wait until you reach majority. The moment you are declared of age…”
Harry groaned.
“Do not remind me…” he griped. “Half of the guards of Rivendell…”
“Half?” Glorfindel questioned as he walked into the healing chambers. “You are being optimistic, Harry. The only one who will not pursue you is Edenost…”
“Time to go,” Harry changed the subject with another blush. “It was a very successful day, Lord Elrond.”
The Lord of Rivendell just watched with a smile as Harry led Glorfindel out of the room.
The number of protectors that little Elfling was managing to accrue…
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Lothlorien, T.A. 183
A few months later…
“Ada! Naneth!” Harry exclaimed as he entered Caras Galadhon. “I have missed you so.”
“And we you,” Lady Galadriel responded with tears in her eyes. “You should visit more often.”
“Lord Elrond is teaching me to heal,” he replied proudly. “I am just an assistant now, but he stated that my training shall begin in earnest upon my return.”
Lord Celeborn smiled softly at his son.
“Tell us all about it,” he instructed gently, glad that the melancholy and loneliness that had been
hanging around Harry was finally gone.
He was finding his place…
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Rivendell, T.A. 195
Twelve years later…
“Ithelwen!” Harry stated, scandalized. “That is not dancing!”
“Yes, it is,” she replied dreamily. “It is connecting with nature.”
The petite blonde swayed softly to the silence, twirling and gliding.
“It is very freeing,” Ithelwen said breathily. “You should try it.”
“You are not wearing clothes!” Harry exclaimed, refusing to look.
“The moon does not wish me to…” was her responded.
Harry shook his head incredulously, refusing to join his friend…
The next night, he danced naked beneath the moon and the stars, communing alone with nature in the privacy of his gardens…
It would become his freedom from the stresses of healer training and daily life.
*************************************************************************************
Lothlorien, T.A. 203
Eight years later…
“You were watching him again,” Elrohir accused his twin brother. “It is disrespectful to invade his privacy.”
“I know,” Elladan sighed. “It is just…he is so beautiful, it is hypnotizing when he dances.”
“And your stare has nothing to do with all that bare skin gleaming in the moonlight?” Elrohir asked wryly.
Elladan had the grace to blush.
“It is not my fault…” he mumbled.
Elrohir laughed softly.
“Just take me with you next time, and we can call it even…” he told his brother.
Elladan gaped at him unattractively.
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Lothlorien, T.A. 220
Seventeen years later…
“You are fools!” Harry snarled at Elladan and Elrohir as he caught them trying to sneak out of the infirmary. “Get back in bed before I force you!”
The twins meeped, guilty climbing back into bed.
“Now I have to check your bandages to make sure you did not reopen your wounds,” Harry scolded. “What were you thinking? No, do not answer, I do not want to know. You were attacked just yesterday afternoon, and you were lucky to escape with your lives. When I tell you to stay in bed, you stay in bed!”
Elladan and Elrohir nodded meekly.
“Do not just agree with me, and then go behind my back,” Harry ordered, after satisfying himself that neither had injured himself further. “I will not hesitate to have Glorfindel remove you from the guard.”
Two sets of identical grey eyes widened.
“Harry…” they whined. “We promise to stay in bed until you release us.”
The green-eyed Elf nodded, satisfied.
Then he sat down between their beds with a small smile.
“I do not have any other patients today, so how about I keep you company for a while?” he asked
softly.
Elladan and Elrohir nodded.
That afternoon, they found out just how sweet and kind and caring and beautiful Harry could truly be.
They fell, hard, and the three would be friends forevermore…
That does not mean that Elladan and Elrohir stopped peeking at Harry’s moonlit dances, however…
*************************************************************************************
Lothlorien, T.A. 240
Twenty years later…
“Congratulations, Lady Celebrian,” Harry stated softly. “May your pregnancy be happy and your child
healthy.”
“Thank you, Harry,” the Lady of Rivendell responded. “With you to help look after me, I know my pregnancy will be full of laughter. Lord Elrond takes things much too seriously.”
Harry smiled at his sister. Though they were always fairly formal with each other in public, and
Harry was closer to Lord Elrond, he hoped that Lady Celebrian’s pregnancy would help them form a bond.
After all, he loved the child inside her already. It would be nice to have a little Elfling to look after…
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Rivendell, T.A. 241
One year later…
The birth of Arwen…
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Author’s Note: I am not sure whether I am going to do flashes of Legolas’s training for the next chapter…Please let me know what you think…*puppy dog eyes*
Characters: I do not actually have any original characters – they are just Harry Potter characters with names translated to Elvish. Edenost is Neville. Ithilwen is Luna.