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Ridikulus Pt 37

Book and charm in hand you led the way through your enchanted doorway back to the arches to head to Rivendell that way with both Lords, chest puffed out fully prepared to share their markers on the union with you.

Once in the main courtyard you glanced at the pair saying, “Where would Lord Elros be? I know like three places here.”

Thranduil smirked and eased his fingertips playfully along your wrist on the start of the stroll through the kingdom remembering his first meeting of you and how you got lost after having been sent to fetch him. A couple Elleths along the way gave better direction to the path. Inside a sitting room among the Feanoreans and Gil-Galad you found Elros who rose to his feet and bowed his head to Thranduil and Glorfindel with eyes shifting to you a moment when you came into view between them. “King Thranduil, my brother is on a border run although he should return in a few hours.”

Thranduil, “Actually the Wizard who was captured by Melkor and Sauron has given his account and the location he was held in sounds similar to Numenor.” That had the others shifting as he did on his feet. “My Queen has been given the charm withholding the voyage and imprisonment if you would be up to aiding in uncovering the location?”

“Charm, how might I assist you Queen Jaqi?” he asked now with eyes fixed solely on you causing your grin to flinch out.

“Well the charm makes it easy, we just step through and flash ahead to the end and maybe you can see where he went.” Any questions they might have asked stilled at the toss of the Mirror Glass Charm that expanded to the size of a door that with one foot inside you said, “You’re going to see an eyeless weird looking creature, he won’t move as long as I don’t eat or drink anything. Other than that perfectly safe. Just enjoy the show while I wander through or you can do something else if you don’t want to watch could get a bit tedious after a while.”

Once you had passed through the mirror Amrod said, “That is not comforting to hear when traveling to new lands.”

It was confirmed they could not pass through with taps of their fingers on the glass Thranduil and Glorfindel claimed an empty set of chairs with furrowed stares at the sight of you holding the guiding wheel shaped like a time turner. The moment your fingers touched it the mirror lit up and you were in the middle of Pumpernickel in the middle of Lockhart’s send off crowd that in a mist spreading from the mirror filled the room to give each Elf watching you feel that the images were expanding out of the mirror and they were in the memory. A slight turn of the knob on the guiding wheel and the world to them moved faster while you moved Lockhart forward. Days sped on until the spot where shadows engulfed him in a cavern and with your arms crossed over your middle watching the smoke column take Lockhart across the vast empty barren lands the Lords discussed possible markers along the way.

Deep in the dark palace the conspiring Melkor and Sauron leeching strength from Lockhart on the ground you strolled past to start looking through the shelves. Shuffling small objects and papers in the shelves, the audience fought to keep their eyes on you instead of the disturbing squirming of Lockhart. All through the room you moved and surprising to them you passed through the closed door sealed and without a handle, as were the other doors you approached. The lack of handles puzzled them as well as the odd pops of bubbles of lights on the ends of each lit candle and torch along the walls casting shadows over you but not anything else in the room. Without having to move they followed along with brows furrowing in confusion with Meadhros asking, “What is she looking for?”

Glorfindel, “I have no clue. Perhaps something useful. It is peculiar how this charm enables her to travel into these moments.”

Thranduil stood up at the appearance of a naked saggy skinned creature with empty eye sockets and eyeballs on the palms of its raised hands along the wall as you dug through a bag. Thranduil’s eyes shot open wide in helpless fright and by the time he inhaled sharply Glorfindel was up on his feet with him. The appearance of the creature didn’t go unnoticed by you as they had assumed, you looked to the creature asking, “This is edible?” Tossing that over your shoulder you said, “Ugh,” Moving on to the next shelf in the move of the creature against the wall slowly fading into it.

Four more rooms were rummaged through when you crossed a hall and the Lords gasped at your startled squeak in a hidden hatch in the floor falling out taking the carpet with it into the dark chasm below. Above your head from your wand a red beam shot off latched onto the beam above that with a tugging charm you rose up from the hole to reach with a toe to work yourself back to the floor again.

Under your breath you muttered in sheathing your wand again the search continued on as you adjusted the controller on the chain around your neck ignoring the door being slammed open in Sauron angrily coming to inspect the hole in the floor he shot a fireball down to find it empty. The three cats that climbed out of a table along the wall that came to greet him won a sigh from the Maiar and were lifted into his arms starting his own muttering path to inquire more upon the location of the rest of his cats while you carried on. Nearly an hour had passed of dodged traps, near ambushes of the Maiar inspecting more noises form you, and a room packed with cats sleeping in a sunlit room you crossed on your toes stepping between them to get across the room. All the while lifting the confusion of the onlookers which now included the freshly returned Elrond and his sons who were floored on why you were searching and Celeborn on his way to join the audience.

From living spaces you seemed to be set on searching for something still and now had you delved deeper with glowing mice to lead the path ahead. Underneath chains looped across the ceiling you walked to a grated hatch at the end of a pitch black dead end hall that you lifted to climb down a spiral staircase. Hearing the sound of shifting water echoed in the distance. Deeper and darker only the bubble you were walking down the densely silent cave resounding with each step taken on the silt coated floor. Around the first corner however you shot back into the wall behind you with a startled shriek causing the Elves watching to jump at the body that collapsed from a ledge you didn’t see far above you. The shriek and thud traveled up to let you all know how far down you found yourself.

Panting softly in a trembling moment you muttered, “Don’t look up.” Simply over the body you stepped ignoring the eyeless fiend that appeared again that receded in your harsh whisper, “I don’t eat bones!” With a shake of your head after the glowing mice now over the body went ahead down the path closer to the water sounds. Right to the edge of a dead end walkway that emptied into a pitch black lake of water roughly two stories below your feet.

“Where are you going?” Thranduil whispered and lifted his hand to smooth over his lips in your jump off the ledge.

The light of the glow mice now horned serpents radiated the outline of your body showed where you were but not where you were swimming to as you dove and dove towards who knows where. Thanks to your gills on your neck and mermaid tail the distance didn’t bother you at all. Finally a row boat dimly came into view above a set of chains, a muffled knock on the boat had those chains shift unsettling the audience even more. Underneath the boat light traveled with you and sunk lower in a peek a foot came into view along with the startled dark haired Elf and giant wolfhound that had Maedhros gasp, “Fingon,” while Maglor said “Huan.”

Up underneath the boat full of a pocket of air the chained duo used to survive while the tide was in you eased startling the pair only seeing just a ball of silver glimmering light. Silently you broke their bonds and from around your neck the chain of the controller was stretched around their heads instantly frightening the duo that with a shove you pushed through the mirror gateway into the crowd of Lords. Right away Fingon was clung to by his kin to the startling spell to dry his clothes and hair along with Huan’s fur the both turned to watch you ease out of the ship that dropped to the ground, each Lord explaining exactly who you were and how he was saved. Faster and faster you swam shifting from mermaid to a phoenix to shoot out of the water back to the ledge that now in the relief of the tug you felt back up you went to Lockhart’s side where you spun the controller again to when Sauron and Melkor led the march to Gondor.

All around the still calming rescued duo mouths dropped as you locked the rotting dial and let them get a better look at the distant island. All of what you could see topped by glowing white trees for the few moments until you had to let it fly and soar over the dark kingdom and broken Shire, the painful ruins from which had you turn and hop out of the mirror doorway. Right away Glorfindel drew you into his chest for a panicked hug tailed by a face cupping inspection of you, “Please never do that again.”

Softly you chuckled and leaned into Thranduil’s own worried hug then stepped back asking, “Any clue where that was?”

Elrond, “Those mountains on the way back were on the cusp of Orcarni, though I do not recall that palace you were searching.”

Elros, “The island is Numenor.”

“Ah, well that’s good. I guess. More room for you all.”

Hastily you wet your lips and Celeborn asked, “What were you searching for?”

“I don’t know, them apparently. Everything, most times I can feel memories trapped in things, but inside the mirror it’s muddled, so I knew there was something, did find these though,” you said pulling a pair of ring horcruxes from your back pocket they didn’t see you tuck away. “Even muddled I could hear these screaming.” From your office you called the jar with Durin’s ring you uncorked and added these to and corked again then lifted your left hand to catch the Mirror Glass Charm that folded back up again with the necklace inside landing in your open palm.

Elrond asked, “What was that doorway?”

A Wizard can carry this along and through it people can go back and travel through wherever they went. Not very reliable for the weak willed Wizard but handy in a pinch when you need some sleuthing time.”

Glorfindel, “Sauron did not see you when you were in the same halls.”

“No, he wouldn’t, turns the wearer into a sort of ghost.”

Thranduil quietly leaned in pressing his lips to the top of your head with his hand on your shoulder luring your hand onto his wrist for a calming stroke along his forearm that brought focus to the new rings on your hand now in view of the Lords that saw the rings on your husbands’ index fingers.

Celeborn asked, “Are you hungry? You were inside that doorway for four hours.”

“Ah, felt longer than that, I guess you’ll be wanting a doorway to the island too?”

Elros, “If you wouldn’t be too troubled by that. The charm must have been exhausting.”

“I’ve had sneezes more exhausting more than that. Just a bit of scavenging.”

Elrond, “We have a meal prepared for you, come and eat must keep your strength up for nursing.”

Gil-Galad, “What was that creature who kept approaching you?”

“Fairy Plague is the closest we have to a name. There’s rules with Mirror Glass Charms, including you can’t eat anything, in a sense when you enter you give off the same aura of a fairy and he eats fairies but he can’t touch you unless you eat or drink. They used to be in the wild but then a line of Pixies mingled with some Muggles and there was a huge scandal where the confused Plague were seen by Muggles, and you can’t attack those creatures or, well let’s just say the earth tends to tear open and it’s a world shattering moment. Ministries from all over the world managed to lure them into the world of the Mirror Glass Charms so that they could feed safely away from the Muggles.”

Thranduil, “These Muggles almost destroyed your world then?”

“Well the Wizards managed to contain it into what is now known as the Grand Canyon which stretches 1902 miles.” Dropping jaws on the Elf Lords walking around you, “They managed to charm those around the canyon to believe that it had always been there before the record of Man. Shifting water levels splitting the earth and such. It very much could have broken that country within an hour at the least. They really are normally docile except around Fairies then they get hungry, and when other populations are threatened by Fairies one of the Plague is released near their lands and then taken back again after they’re contently fed. Just be glad I didn’t sneeze or that would have set lose the Grump Bats.”

Gil-Galad, “I hate to wonder what those creatures might entail.”

“Probably best you don’t know.”

Around the table the group all gathered with eyes on you watching from a small portal a large snake that slithered out up your arm that into a cup of juice from the table you offered to Lord Fingon. More than a bit frightened the Lord hoisted up with arms on the shoulders of two of his relatives eyed the cup then you, “I pulled you out of a thirty foot deep lake in the bottom of a cursed palace just to kill you with apple juice. Makes perfect sense. It’ll help that fractured leg of yours so you can walk Sir Hop Along.”

Maglor couldn’t help it but he chortled and translated for you and Fingon accepted the cup and finished it off grimacing through it to hear you say, “You’ll need a day off it and another serving tomorrow I’ll have it ready for you at lunch.” Off the table to the hiss of the snake an orange was lifted and peeled magically that it swallowed whole and lured curious smiles form the Elves who watched its mouth twist up into a content smile in its path through the same portal back to its habitat.

Into the dining room however you grinned seeing Regulus there at Lindir’s side in front of your father and Remus. All smiling in Em’s hurried trot over from your uncle’s side to your arms where she was lifted announcing the elephant in the room to your family smiling even wider. After a kiss on her head and hug for you Em gasped saying, “Big puppy!” With a giggle you set her down and she sped around the table to lay against the giant exhausted dog now wagging his tail excited along with the Lords to see the small child that began babbling to him between sloppy strokes and pats of her hands all over his head and side.

Awkwardly you looked to your uncle passing over the jar as he said, “Neville let on you went into the Mirror Glass Charm. Found them all?”

You nodded, “Yup, the other four according to these are destroyed, they were in Mordor. Found another Elf Lord and the puppy.” Your eyes shifted to your dad and you said in his eyes detailing your new rings, “And, I sort of got married after work.”

Loudly Regulus laughed and Remus chuckled in a rub of his hand over his mouth to your dad’s chuckle. Lindir, like a deer in the headlights looked at your uncle only to hear him say to your off guard husbands. “Sorry.”

Remus said, “I told you she’d say that Padfoot.”

Your dad came up with arms lifted revealing the front of the sling under the side of his jacket holding your sleeping baby brother, “Your mum said the same thing.” Folding you into a hug, “Congratulations Pumpkin.” Over your head he looked to the two as behind his back Regulus lifted your hand to see your rings. “Welcome to the family,” when you pulled back he said, “I take it this means the boys are my grandsons now too?”

You nodded and Remus said, “Good, we will add their names to the birthday tree, for now, will you need a sub tomorrow?”

“Should be fine, and Thranduil said I could do the Pegasus flyover above Greenwood tomorrow so you can calm the creature department I’ll give Buckbeack a flight.”

Remus, “Very helpful indeed, so very helpful they do love to swoop on us. Now we just need to get Percy through the band of Sphinx to their new habitats from their safe island. They’re all demanding days worth of riddles for themselves.”

Regulus came for a hug of his own and said, “We’re glad you came back fairly early. Enjoy your supper, we’ll keep Em from stealing someone’s giant puppy.”

Thranduil said, “That’s alright, I am sure Em could lift his spirits greatly.”

Regulus smiled saying, “Good, private dinner by candle light for us,” easing his arm around Lindir’s back cuddling close with a peck on his cheek that spread a blush across his face mid congratulations to you three.

In his glance back your dad asked, “You haven’t happened to pump yet?”

“I did, few hours before this.”

“Oh that’s good,” he said settling his hands on the sling to Fin’s waking grumbles, to the boy he smiled saying, “Come on Fin let’s go get you some milk before story time.”

Into your seat you lowered at Glorfindel’s gentle hand on your side and again you grinned at the table of eyes aimed at you. Out from the entrances the servants came with trays of food they laid out for each of you, your plate luring Em over to see what she could take to feed the puppy who perked up with each morsel he carefully took from her open palm. Quietly you focused on Em and eating managing to get her to eat some bites of food as well to not ignore her belly for the starving giant puppy surely to be well fed shortly once the kitchens readied his share to eat and rest at his leisure. Fingon much more content savored the meal his kin added more of their helpings to for his strength to return, though you could tell the scars across your face had him muttering lowly to them about how they were inflicted.

A question however had Celegorm asking you, “Queen Jaqi, that snake venom is able to heal bones, I am curious, is there no tonic to heal scars?”

“There are several, depending on how deep the scar is.”

Caranthir, “Your scars, why keep them if there is a healing tonic?”

“I was given my mother’s face, she had her mother’s face, who had hers, and so on for twelve generations back, this is my face.”

Curufin asked, “Might I ask, on your kin’s claim of stardust in your veins, is there a source to that belief aside from that inherited claim?”

“Well, it’s, it sounds more like a bedtime story really than something based on fact etched in some tomb.”

Celeborn, “We would be honored to hear the tale all the same should you agree to share it.” He said adjusting Tin against his chest to burp her in Arwen’s claim of the bottle her aunt had just emptied to wash later in sitting to hear the tale.

Em back at your side popped up asking, “Story time?” Smiling in her climb onto your lap to settle in for the story.

With a swipe of your hand above your head the roof above your head revealed the stars shining brightly above your head and a pair of misty figures formed above the table hovering on a cloudy earth both apart then joined together in a loving embrace. “Back to the days of the birth of the Noble House of Black was Major Ursa Black. A Wizard who was an expert on the stars and all matters Astronomy and Astrology with an ear for their whispers on the wind married the greatest Seer of their age. The what the signs had told shown their First born came a daughter even though her mother believed to have seen a son as their first grown child so they named their girl Ursa after her father.”

The two figures now played out the tale with a baby held between them in a golden aura contrasting their silvery blue ones. “One day little Ursa got sick and kept growing sicker bedridden for her whole life kept away from light as it hurt her eyes and pained her head.” Their lips parted seeing the girl now glowing inside the dark outline of a house while her body grew across a growing bed and in her father’s arms while his figure danced in a sea of music notes. “But her nights she knew because her father would come home and dance with her in his arms or standing on his feet singing with her to what he called the song of the stars. Years he shared all their stories those stars she never got to see and as her time grew short she wished for nothing more than to one day see a star.”

Her body grew sickly and their chests clenched to the tale’s turn. Suddenly in a slink out of his daughter’s room the father left the house and took a broom flying up into the sky near the roof until he was just alone in a sea of stars their eyes followed. “And so breaking the laws of nature he broke into the sky finding the pastures of the stars slipping past their keeper and snatched one, and people below saw it streaking across the sky, but you can’t outrun the gods as the keeper had warned them taking notice of the theft.” Down to the house he came again chased by angrily glowing figures much larger than him that stilled at the Queen’s calming. “Though the Queen of the Stars in all her fury and contempt for the only one to dare steal from her, her eyes fell on the child he led them to and she stopped the others who paused and slipped away letting that child enjoy that single star.”

You paused as the story changed in the little girl’s passing and arrival of the reaper. “And one day the King of the Dead came to claim her soul on the day her name appeared in his book of those to claim and her parents wept and her father swore in laying her in the earth he would never look up to the stars again. Though a silent offer was given to the child buried with that precious stolen star, an offer to come see those precious pastures and dwell there where she could always see her parents and smile down and sing for them.”

Once the story of the girl’s place up in the stars was shown a new child arrived between the mourning pair soon joined by others with alternating colored auras. “Their assumed only child soon had younger siblings beginning with a brother, Orion, every one of them named after the stars their father shared in mournful endless tales and songs but never looked to drinking himself deeper into his depression they were his stars now and he would never let any take them from him. Years and years her siblings swore they could see her and hear her singing each night and up until she came weeping to the King of the Winds who wed the Queen of the Stars she smiled at them trying to get him to look up to the girl whose voice always echoed in his ears each night. And the King of the Wind sent winds like never before blowing and blowing until he was forced to get out of the house to appease his terrified children to bolt the slamming shutters and tear the broken branches away from their house tapping without stop.” The storm was mimed after the tale of little Ursa’s failed tries to get her father’s attention.

“And those winds blew him off his roof until he was on his back and paralyzed by pain and his eyes opened and the winds died, and there she was, his Ursa. Clear as water he could see her and sing with her as he did every night after with his wife and other children. And while her siblings grew so did she, one of the lesser gods asked for her hand and she had a family of her own she showed off each night.”

A battle brewed clenching their chests after a moment of peace in the tale. “Then one day word came for warriors and their sons were too young for battle so Major Ursa picked up his sword in his old age in their place and he fell on that field having brought down fifteen times what any other had to endure so none stepped foot on their lands keeping his children safe. And he had just enough strength to roll over and watch his daughter come down at the King of Death’s request, his kindness after that long wait. And all his children didn’t need a notice of his fall because they could see him that night up there in the sky. Holding her and her babies close dancing to their song and every night after, one by one rising to join their kin. But the men needed a Keeper of the Stars, so naturally his son, Orion, took up his place as expert to the stars and upon notice by others of the new lights n the sky the son named their constellations Ursas Major and Minor, The Big And Little Bear.”

The story faded to the bright glow of the actual constellations in the sky stunning them to silence a moment with eyes settling on you as you shared where the moon was that Em’s name was named after earning a giggle from her. A turn of your head had the boys now in your sights snapped out of their daze who hurried to greet Huan as well luring Em back to the giant puppy again. To Celeborn you said, “Not the friendliest or happiest story.”

Gil-Galad, “We share that same tale. One of the Maiar. A mighty tale and well worth the boasting.”

“The one thing we can be proud of from our generations of hateful ancestors who latched onto corrupting ideals. But our house is going to be unquestionably Noble again one day.”

Gil-Galad, “Your House is unquestionably Noble. I am looking at the proof. None of us are without fault or a gloomy past.”

After a moment of silence and a nod you glanced to Huan, now on his feet to go and lay in the garden the children had rushed into seeing a group of ducks that quacked and let them gently pat them on their way to the lake again from their nests. “Why’d they chain the giant puppy?”

Celegorm said, “Valar King Orome gifted Huan to me in our friendship in my youth. He is a Maiar blessed with immortal life, however he was doomed to fall to Melkor in his wolf form. Lord Fingon and Huan must have returned close to their lair and were captured. Thank you, for saving them.”

“Well, there’s a very short list of people I’d have left down in that pit, conveniently they all are already dead from their idiocy.” Making the Lords across from you smirk. Each of the once venomous Feanoreans now able to see just how visible the pain you had endured was being shouldered and worked through with a façade they themselves knew was shattering to hold to support a nation of people. All of that and still while they had thousands of adults you had thousands of children to protect and had taken even more so upon the arrival of Estel and the twins on top of your own child you had shockingly young. Slowly they could see you weren’t as abrasive and hard to befriend as you put off, truly granting them a chance to change while you tried to change yourself.

A squeaking yawn at Thranduil’s side and his eyes lowered to Em in her lean into his side between you both and he twisted to pull her up onto his lap while Estel and the twins were climbing onto you and Glorfindel’s laps. All together in a break of the gathering the children were all taken to the boys’ room now like your dorm in Hogwarts with beds built into the wall above built in desks with plenty of shelving around a round lounge covered in pillows for story time. Draped on the lounge a second story once the kids were changed was read lulling the four to sleep to be put to bed, the boys in their new beds they loved and Em in her own room back in your house. Gently you kissed her forehead in her nestle under the covers to the star casting crystal by her bed that began to hum its song.

Up again you stood to Thranduil and Glorfindel adjusting the curtain around her bed and blanket across the foot of it leading the way back to the hall they eased the door shut once it was behind them. “I guess we’ll have to go over living arrangements.”

Glorfindel, “Our homes are linked, that can be settled in time.”

Thranduil, “Exactly, our people are still bonding, your family does still join together in your home for meals at least once daily. We join in on that.”

Glorfidel nodded, “Yes, and for us we do usually keep sons and daughters in separate rooms while they grow and often wives have their own beds if they do require solace.”

“So, just, keep doing what we do?”

Thranduil smiled asking, “Do you have a set plan you wish for us to lay?”

Haltingly you replied, “No.”

They both chuckled and Glorfindel guided you back to the archways that brought you back to Rivendell. Thanks to a memory from Elros the lot of you were able to pass through to the restored island that the Elves from Numenor were already had been readying to return to their former homes to clear the overfilled spare guest wings of Rivendell. While they explored your husbands smiled in audience to your stroll between the swaying glowing white trees dancing and singing in your arrival, each glowing brighter in your hands tapping the trunks with branches coated in blossoms that began to open to your touch.

Lowly beside your husbands Celeborn said, “We are gladdened in your news.” His eyes lowering to the spread of flowers that sprung out of the ground behind the path you took, small animals and birds from distant darker willow trees flew to the glowing forest with timid deer that crept out more across the island now full of chatter from the returned Elves that all greeted them fondly calming each of them. “Her light seems to be growing in the discovery of those rings from Sauron.”

Glorfindel, “There is a great deal of pain we now can shoulder along side her.”

Thranduil, “At least her family seemed quite pleased with our union as well. So there will not be tension concerning their worries.”

Celeborn, “Has Legolas been told yet?”

Thranduil, “Legolas is on his patrols tonight, I will inform him upon his return. The attentions Jaqi made to include him upon the design of the ring will be endearing to him I am certain.” He lifted his hand showing him the rings you had given them, “These stones on our wedding band symbolize our children, they grow to the size of the middle stone and gain emeralds around them as they reach adulthood with Legolas’ in the center of our brood.”

Elrond, freshly returned grinned claiming Glorfindel’s offered hand tilting it to get a full look at the identical set of rings saying, “These are quite lovely, these must have had a hefty cost for hiring this Master Craftsman.”

Glorfindel stated, “Jaqi crafted these from clumps of earth in front of us when we presented her our ring.” Parting their lips, “We were quite open to waiting for display of our bond until her customs had been honored with a ceremony for her family although she wished to honor our bond to our customs as well.”

Thranduil, “Yes, in fact stated for her people she may just claim to have eloped and simply have a dinner of sorts to celebrate the union. That seems to be an acceptable route for her impression. Although we do hope she changes her mind later on and we may celebrate her choice of us publicly for her people and family one day.”

A giggle from you turned their heads to find Huan in a playful trot around you, up to your shoulder melting into more pets and attention from the woman who saved him from that prison. Under the light of these trees he felt his strength returning a bit more and curiously he watched you crouch and stretch to inspect more flowers and plants you seemed to not know while they were quite common to and everyone else. Even without speaking to the Numenoreans or other Lords you turned to Glorfindel’s side, his smile split wide open to your hand on his arm in a lean into his chest. Right on your forehead through your curls his lips pressed and he hummed, “Tired?”

“Just think they might want some space,” you said in the rest of his arm around your back under your curls.

Elrond chuckled replying, “Merely I believe you are catching on that the songs are about to begin. However you are always welcome here, I trust you know that.” You nodded and he said, “We offer our congratulations as well for your union.”

“Thank you.”

Celeborn stated, “Your birthday celebration shall be all the more special welcoming you as Queen of The Greater Greenwood.”

Two pecks on Glorfindel and Thranduil’s cheeks had the grinning pair still with their friends on your way to get some sleep before the day ahead. A quick shower and after hearing a pair of cleaners cleaning in the apartment you climbed into your own bed for the night, drifting off to bed with a final glance at your wedding ring from the pair.

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Ridikulus Pt 34

Pink and blinking a reminding orb of light flashed in front of you and you sighed heading to your room to change after having quietly assembled the tokens along the wall while Opal slept. Into a dress with comfortable heels you changed then headed down to the sun lit ballroom in your house where the order and DA mingled along with your relatives while Ron was trying to explain the first dance.

Eagerly the Elf Lords passed through the Black Family Manor, to what could only be taken as the ballroom of your home, filled with the teens you had arrived with all to be attending while the slightly timid adults in your family looked on as the young couples repeated the final rotation of the Elvish dance. One by one you flowed in a fluid line forming spirals that split into smaller groups, then pairs. In the pairs you locked arm in arm with Elladan, who was trying his best not to chuckle each time your foot just barely grazed against the side of his in your toe top attempt at trying not to fall in your attempt to move around his long legs in the close dance.

His chuckling ended as Elrond arrived noticing his inching your hands higher seeing how far you would reach to follow the dance rule of not breaking contact. The stern raised brow made you giggle in your backwards turn to join the group again making the twin give one last chuckle then relax his moves easing your difficulties before giving you a bow. In watching, even in your strained stubborn movements your intendeds couldn’t take their eyes off of you in how well you had taken to it.

Next was the slightly hopping dance you had been stolen away for by Ron, who was trying to avoid using Narcissa for the lesson for this particular dance due to the bouncing. Through his offered hand you felt his mental wall drop to share the steps, and he motioned his wand at the record player to flip to a faster paced song and pocketed his wand guiding you into place.

A setting of hands on upper backs and clasped palms later a few backward steps from you as he led, were followed by three more in the opposite direction, before your turn to move together following your clasped palms that ended with two bounding steps ending in a hop. In a gentle shift of your hips in your spot just barely to his right your feet moved in two joint steps forward putting you side by side. Two more steps after sideways turned you both in a circle before your shift to face one another before you would be led backwards three joint steps as your joined hands lowered in a tilt only to rise in three steps forward leading to a spin. The near quickstep dance continued for three rotations as the teens trickled in following along drawing smirks from the impressed Elves at your easy lesson.

Lowly Ron said, “Hey Sis, plans for tea tomorrow?”

“Not exactly, why?”

“Well, um, you see, Tuli has been asking about meeting you properly.”

“Ok well bring her around anytime.”

“Can’t exactly do that,”

With a sigh you asked, “This is another Queen thing isn’t it?”

“Yup.”

“Then tell her to come by tomorrow at eleven, or is this an official invitation situation?”

“I think they would accept my telling her. If not, I’ll keep you posted.” His eyes shifted to Tuli who had just entered the hall making you smirk as he made his escape.

A single stolen cautious glance from a certain blonde March Warden earned grins from the fiery haired twins, who circled around with Angela and Katie in hand, one snatching up Ginny, the other the cautious blonde. Who bowed his head and offered his hands to Ginny at her glance at you and Ron, who her brothers made sure to leave them in the path of to force things along. Lowly she stated, “Hands.” Haldir’s brow rose only to have his hands rise to accept hers as she advanced to guide him along into the dance to keep them out of your path.

Anxiously he stole a glance at her parents only to relax at her soft questioning of the next direction, to which he softly answered and relaxed at their contact and apparent familial approval of his attention on the young object of his affections. The arrival of Ron’s intended however brought a turn of his attentions through a spin. You turned to a cloud of mist to meet Hermione’s open side making her chuckle as she stepped onto the floor as your partner while Ron claimed the grinning Elleth’s hand and led her into the group for the rest of the dance and into the second round of it. Thranduil and Glorfindel spent the entire time watching you debating on who would be claiming each dance with you.

The next few were led by Elrond and Celebrian while the formerly snooping Feanoreans entered with their Wives, who had arrived in the second wave of returns, took their hands to help guide things along as Maedhros lingered along the wall asking Celeborn more about you. His questions mingled with his inspecting the lit crystal chandeliers and tall lanterns along the walls in the stone pillars between the tall glass wall bringing in the final flickers of sunlight as the sky started to darken.

Keeping hold of Hermione for a couple runs of the dance until you spot Ron’s head shaking and you huffed faking a need to head to the toilet exiting the room allowing Fili to jump in and steal his own lesson.

“Lindir!” You said excitedly making his brows inch up at your approach on your way to the study on the ground floor. He was waiting for Regulus as he usually did in the main hall always reluctant as ever to just head upstairs to knock on his bedroom door to fetch him. “Just the man I need.”

“How may I be of assistance?” He replied with a quick nod of his head.

“Ok, now you know about Ron and Tuli, correct?”

“Yes, I am aware they are courting.”

“Well, she wants to meet me officially, and I’ve said Ron can just bring her by whenever, but apparently that won’t do, so since you’re Elrond’s right hand seems like maybe you might be able to help me with an official invitation for her to come for tea?”

“Absolutely.” Beside you he walked to your office upstairs and sat beside you to write up the invitation on your personal stationary he added just the right flourish and eloquence to the invitation required to suit the offer and he passed it to you. “This would be the level of invitation they would be expecting.”

“Thank you.” You looked it over then looked to him, “I will try to get better at this so I won’t have to bother everyone else.”

“No. It is an honor to assist you. As for the significance of it, mainly it is due to her being courted by Ronald. Were she a male then a verbal invitation would be adequate.”

You nodded then slipped it into an envelope you gave a wave to turning his head seeing that your owl was waking up from a nap and now stretching readying for a flight. Once sealed through the open window he took off and you giggled showing Lindir into the hall. “Thank you again.”

“You are very welcome. And do not trouble yourself with too much extravagance on the occasion.” His eyes however shifted to the door you paused at and knocked on.

With a nod at the opening of the door you said, “And I will leave you for some privacy.” His lips parted only to shift into a quick grin at closing seeing Regulus in the doorway.

“I’m not too late am I?” Regulus asked with a smirk as you made your way down the hall.

Shaking his head Lindir replied, “N-, no. Not at all.”

Regulus chuckled and extended a hand, “Well now that you are here I can give you a tour finally.” Lindir sheepishly laid his hand on Regulus’ and followed him inside feeling the door closing behind him only increasing his nerves at being alone in a private room for the first time. Showing him all his pictures and trinkets an ambush was the last thing Regulus expected from his reserved One.

All the same when he smiled at Lindir a nose came crashing into his and just as suddenly post face squishing event Lindir had turned readying to flee only to pause with his eyes clenching shut in embarrassment still at the hand clutching his hand he froze. Grinning adoringly at him Regulus tenderly guided Lindir’s hand away from his nose with one hand ghosting his fingers along his cheek tilting his head to inspect Lindir’s face and have contact with him again. Lowly Regulus murmured, “No injuries,” leaning in to stun his One with a tender kiss the Elf melted into with eyes still clamped shut. Just a moment he pulled back to murmur in a certain stroke of his hand along Lindir’s cheek, “I am so sorry it took me so long to find you.”

Halfway to pouting in a try to ready an answer Lindir slipped back to silence at the following kiss and several after he clung so tightly to his One in a long overdue display of his restrained affections for the flirtatious and tempting Wizard he had been waiting for.

For what seemed to be hours the impassioned moment continued until in a break for air Lindir’s forehead tapped Regulus luring out a smirk in a breathy chuckle as he stole a stroke of his nose to Lindir’s luring a blush across his cheeks. “Come, we’re late. Let’s go spin you around the dance floor.” Stealing another lingering tender kiss the pair hummed through contently before he added, “My door is always open, don’t feel you have to wait downstairs. My family loves you, you are welcome any time.”

“What if you are sleeping?” Lindir asked in their path to the door making Regulus smirk back at him once reached the door.

“Any time.” Making the blushing Elf swallow luring him closer to stroke his cheek again, “I will not cross any line you draw for us. I meant for cuddling if you felt brave for it.”

“Cuddling?”

Regulus chuckled, “Just laying together, letting me hold you, or you holding me.” Explaining with another quick kiss in opening the door making Lindir almost ruffle up like a preening bird to be presentable again only to grin at the thumb stroking tenderly on the hand intertwining with his. “When you’re ready.”

Down to the dancing they went and Lindir timidly guided Regulus on the male partnered steps to each while the others from your groups did their best to master the dances.

When the full list had been gone through you’d taken turns with both your men only to have them both watch at your giggle accepting your Father’s hand as he smiled stating, “Moon’s rising Pumpkin.”

Another record was put on in a steady piano formed melody as Regulus claimed Fleur’s hand as Bill took Vivi to join while Lucius and Narcissa joined Draco with Astoria as Neville and Luna all took your places. In a glance at Elrond Ron stated, “Family tradition.”

A sets of curtsies and bows later your joined hands moved to glide your palms together in the start of a Viennese Waltz. Flowing to the melody you moved to the music back stepping with your feet almost touching at the in sync steps parting the Elves’ lips at the exaggerated arm loops and joint turns under locked hands and joint palms before the string of steps with you both facing forward yet moving backwards. Small steps led you in spirals while your arms would drape across your front then arch up over your head for another turn leading into larger circles. Each female in these circles would arch back then straight again only to arch again then spin and be raised off the ground to move into a turn to face the same direction again. Two steps forward later and you were back into another round of small backwards spirals shifting into the larger circles again that looped around to the start of the dance.

All through this those in your bloodline’s skin glowed brighter in the first light of the moon while your hair shimmered brightly. Your first rotation of the dance ended with the teen couples filing onto the floor again soon to be joined by a few of the Elves who lingered for a bit longer with you and your relatives to give them lessons in a few of your classic ballroom dances from your old world. Soon after dipping to a couple dances that the Feanoreans guided the groups through of older Elven dances the returned may wish to have.

Each of their dances and yours were gone through again before you gently tugged Thranduil off the floor so you could accept the glass of juice Glorfindel had poured for you while the boys sat on the chairs beside him swaying slightly to the music. In his same velvety tone Thranduil peered down at you asking, “Are you tired?”

You drew in a breath stating softly, “Not so much tired as my feet are ready to fall off.” You took another sip as the pair looked at you then they realized you must have been on your feet all day and the extra lessons had worn on you even more.

Throbbing feet and an hour of focus on the dancing lulled while the group uncertainly wondered on what to do next. Suddenly a glowing ball of light had you muttering, “Lulu,” And darting through your doorway you called hearing the worried shouts of the Durins raving about through the Royal Wing mingled with Lulu’s wailing cries.

They all turned taking notice of you in your move closer to Dwalin. Right past Diaa and Niro who guided the others to clear a pathway. Inside her nursery you found Dwalin pacing until he caught sight of you and he said, “Jaqi! She won’t calm, I’ve tried everything.”

Moving closer you reached out shifting a strip of her hair off her forehead spotting a telling scaly patch of skin. “Dragon pox.”

He raised a brow as his mouth fell open fearing the worst while Balin behind him asked, “Is it fatal?”

You caught his eye shaking his head, “Not for children. It’s a common illness.” Behind you Remus popped up at your glance towards the mirror mobile with a grin that faltered in his own reach towards Lulu, “You should bring Teddy.”

Percy however near the door met your father halfway taking hold of the sling holding your brother, “I’ll take Fin.” Popping off to fetch your brother too young to be threatened with catching the illness fatal to those his age still un-immune and infants. “You have to come too Hermi.”

Hermione nodded following after him to the isolated islands with the others warned as Regulus sounded the alarm in the Ministry, murmuring after, “I’ll fetch Em,” joining Remus who was on his way to get Teddy.

Dwalin watched saying, “We’re not really fit for a play date right now.”

You shook your head, “No, I know.” A wave of your hand brought a vial into your palm you uncapped and filled the dropper on saying, “This should help with her fever. It sounds a bit strange I know but she’s the most contagious now so we should bring Teddy and Em over to catch it.”

Balin raised a brow, “You wish to infect another two children?!”

You smirked saying, “Please don’t misunderstand this. It is a common illness, for children after the fever is managed it is a day or so of discomfort at the rashes and then they are immune from it ever again. Adults however, they have five hours from contracting it to when the fever hits its high to catch the symptoms and seek treatment or they will die.”

Dwalin, “That, makes-.”

You shrugged, “I know, it doesn’t make any sense but babies have vastly different immune systems than adults do.” He nodded and you wet your lips squeezing the liquid between Lulu’s lips halting her tears in her swallowing leaving only an irritated whine. “Now this should ease things and I’ll get some cream for her skin and some oils for her bath tonight.”

Dwalin nodded and looked to Remus as he appeared again with Teddy in his arms who he set with Lulu in her play area in the sitting room beside Em at Regulus popping up next. With a grin the latter said, “Please don’t worry about her, she’ll be right as rain after the rashes mend.”

Dwalin looked at him with teary eyes keeping Lulu’s little hands from going to scratch herself, “Just a wee little thing. We should be able to protect her.”

Remus grinned and patted him on the shoulder, “It is troubling. And terrifying, I get that. And our methods of handling this may be a bit odd but it is to keep them safe down the road. She won’t remember this.”

The Durins all settled around the sitting room while you popped back up and knelt behind her withholding your groan at your burning thighs opening the jar you brought after sliding a pair of gloves onto Lulu’s hands, “These she won’t be able to take off.” A swipe of your finger later you slicked a bit of cream onto her forehead and then onto each of the patches you could see while Teddy and Em snuggled with her until she calmed as the cream eased her irritation. Both Morphers with hair changing colors in their confusion for how to help.

In a glance up at Dwalin you said, “See, better already. Should last about three hours.” You said passing it to him he cradled carefully before he eyed the vial you passed him, “Warm water, no soap, just that, let her soak and be sure to use a wet cloth to coat her patches before bed. It’ll keep them moist even after you dab her dry and it’ll help her sleep through the night so you don’t have to stay up.”

Dwalin mumbled, “Not that I’ll be able to sleep anyways.” His eyes shifted to Teddy who smacked his lips and then turned his head away from Lulu to sneeze stirring a grin onto Remus’ face. Em did the same and Regulus said, “We’ve got them, bound to be more.”

In another turn of your head you spotted another glowing orb making you sigh, “Off to Rivendell.”

Glorfindel behind you said, “Would it be another case?”

You nodded, “Most likely.” On your feet after you kissed Em, Teddy and Lulu’s foreheads you turned to pass through the doorway giving a comforting comment to the family lingering around. Through the doorway Thranduil and Glorfindel lifted and carried the boys at their feet walking off to find Elrond in the sea of panicking Elves in the scream and wail filled city. Even from Lothlorien more and more children poured in filling the main corridors and gardens. A sharp whistle from you quieted the adults and with a swirl of your hand you brought the fever draught out and started issuing it.

Neville, Draco and Luna arrived through the door with the Twins off gathering more supplies leaving Angela and Katie to help you, and they all started to help hand out the stocked up stash of creams and vials of bath tonic. Off in the distance a notice was sent out with Cho and Dean along with other Ministry members recorded as not having contracted it to go out to the chosen quarantine house. Including Celeborn and the other newborn Elven foster parents also gathered by Percy as a precaution to keep Tin and the other babies safe from catching it yet leaving him anxiously yet contently to explore the mini island town he and the others were taken to for quarantine. Content at least that Celebrian had accepted charge of Lothlorien in his stead for the blip of time until the contagion window had closed again.

By hours end Snape had joined the other professors in forming more creams and tonics to replenish the stores. The panic ceased and though disturbed by the older children the Dwarves brought, at the ministry’s request, to play with the toddlers stirring up a wave of sneezes signaling their contracting the illness, the fostering Elves sat content at least that their children were eased for the time being. Each child had the contraction and issued treatment added to their fostering filed copies of their medical records and all of them were sent home again with a helping of supplies with the rest of the DA there to offer the fever draught when they showed signs of it.

Nightfall broke and you sat across from Maglor as he asked, “You just passed a pox onto a number of children? How are you content with this?”

A soft grin eased onto your face contrasting your now black curls worrying your intendeds along with the tears looming at all you were holding in, kindly offering thanks in accepting the tea Thranduil offered. While Glorfindel raced off to fix you a meal at the growling of your stomach a few minutes prior at lack of dinner yet even after Taule had come to fetch the boys hours prior. “I am content knowing that it is a treatable tolerable condition now rather than when they pass fourteen and the illness becomes fatal.”

At that the Elves’ faced dropped while Amras asked, “How is that possible?”

You shrugged, “Children tend to heal faster. Their immune systems are greatly different than adults. We’re still not certain past that. I know it is troubling, seeing children sick and then knowing that we are forcing that on other children. It, would even seem barbaric to some.”

Thranduil patted his hand on your thigh, “Far from barbaric. A paper cut today over a broken leg twenty years down the line is far more tolerable of a choice.”

You grinned at him and Elrond asked, “It wouldn’t pass to us, would it?”

Shaking your head you answered, “I’ve watched the adults from Erebor and your kin, none have shown the signs. There is a short five hour window we’ve well since passed. The illness came from our world and it seems to remain with us. Though I do have warning charms I’ve left in the mountain and forests to alert us if any of your kin show symptoms.”

He nodded and the rest relaxed in their chairs, “That is comforting. Thank you.”

Sirius however broke your focus and drew you to your feet leaving the table with drink set down as he approached. Exhaling softly he said, “500 cases documented should only be a matter of sunrise for the window to close. Also, Em has been put to bath and bed sleeping soundly as well as Teddy.” That was all it took for the dam to break and mouths on the watching Lords and servants dropped seeing your face scrunch up and a tear was watched in its fall from your cheek turning to a glowing gem sprouting flowers up around it upon hitting the ground, met by others until your father’s arms were draped around you. Resting his cheek on your head for a few moments then said, “Oh Pumpkin, no one in the Ministry enjoys the Pox Push, our worst time of year.” Sharply you inhaled clearly trying to stop crying, nodding in your step back allowing him to wipe your blotchy cheeks.

Long deep inhales and exhales came out in pairs through the last of your tears wiped away to fall as gems from his fingers while the Elves took note of the soft glimmer you were giving off in the moonlight revealed fully in the shifting of the clouds formerly blocking it. “I know.”

Sirius, “You are handling it better than your Mum did. Nearly had the furniture on the roof from her worrying, everything was stuck to hovering, even our bed when she did fall asleep. Nearly broke my arm falling off our bed for some water.”

The image made you grin and nod as his hand lowered, “I’m going to go check on Petunia, apparently there is something in her garden, she said rabbit in her letter but I think we might have some loose gnomes. Please, eat and rest up. Em will be hungry in the morning.” His head turned spotting Ron on his way home from visiting Tuli and he said, “Ah, Ron, how would you like to help me track some gnomes?”

That made the teen smirk and join him on the hunt while you turned to the table again only to glance down at your dress following Thranduil’s lowered gaze to your chest. Sharply you huffed seeing the leak stains making you smooth a hand over your brow and say, “I’m late to pump. I, suppose we could have tea tomorrow so I don’t bother you all.”

Elrond stood with Thranduil who stepped over the bench you were formerly sitting on to walk closer and claim your hand, the former asking, “Pump?”

With a nod you replied, “My breast milk, it almost dried up before Fin came but now it’s picked up again, so um, I have to pump it into bottles for him.”

Maglor asked, “Why would nursing your brother bother us?”

Maedhros replied, “Come and eat to nurse the child. Regain your strength. I would not have stressed you had I known you were still nursing.”

Exhaling again you looked up to Thranduil who had hold of your hand his thumb was stroking through a soft loving grin at you stating, “Please eat.” After a nod you pinched your dress and gave the material a shake shifting it to a pair of knee length sweats and a baggy tank top with your shoes zapping home in the lifting of each foot to walk back to the table. Beside you on the bench a bag appeared with a machine familiar to those having been in your nursery. Under your shirt you eased the cups you placed over your nipples through the front of your fresh bra. And following your gaze the Elves watched you switch on the machine that had them inspecting the odd box that gave off a buzz while you pulled an empty bottle from the bag you removed the top to screw the hose connected lid to the top of it.

Even Thranduil’s eyes narrowed until through the tube from your shirt he saw the milk starting to flow and trickle into the empty bottle making him look at you as you explained, “It’s so we can store up milk in our fridges for the babies so our sitters can feed them when we’re away. Really good for working moms, or adopting parents. We have a whole fleet of nursing moms who’ve been supplying milk for our orphans.”

Arwen asked, “Including you?”

“Well mainly it was for Teddy to wean him onto solid foods while Tonks was away. Counting the Morpher orphans, best to give them Morpher milk, Tin as well, me and Fleur traded turns to give her Veela milk. It truly isn’t as odd as it might seem at first, plus I don’t know how early your babies start to teeth but it helps to keep from being bitten. Hear it hurts.”

Elrond chuckled as Celebrian went into how her twins used to take turns nibbling on her comforting you into eating from the tray that Glorfindel returned with, taking care to watch the bottle that he followed your guidelines to switch to a new one so you might keep eating that he handed off to K saving it for Fin later. Before long you had milked all you could filling two and a half bottles and widely you yawned packing up the machine for Thranduil and Glorfindel to guide you back to your own bed again. The pair wouldn’t be sleeping but with the trio of boys cuddled around you soundly you were off to sleep to try and be ready for the tea the following day.

Between a roll from your side to your back two bodies laying on your chest became three and by sunrise it grew to four when freshly woken Em for her morning creams came to join the pile of kids using you as their pillow. Already her irritation was gone left to a few blotchy patches from the strong medicine and bathing salts now greatly calming the foster parents and Dwalin, who managed to get a two hour nap between applications content that Lulu was nearly back to herself again. More irritated to be woken like the other children and content to be able to sleep some more lulling Dwalin to take another nap as well while Balin volunteered to keep checking on her.

From across the bed when breakfast was settled out on the table in Thranduil’s apartment a pair of warm kisses landed on your forehead from your guys gathering the boys for breakfast. Into their arms the boys nestled while you shifted the covers to slide out of bed keeping hold of Em. A quick changing for her and you groggily went to join them.

Into her seat Em settled yawning widely as you opened her jar of food after having glanced at the slips of paper appearing in front of you reading off progress on the quarantined people and that those with infants had been sent home already, including Celeborn who you flashed a grin to realizing he’d just entered the room to join you. “Morning,” you said as he sat down across from you holding Tin and a bottle from the supply you had delivered to him. “Sleep well?”

“Yes, rather well, and I understand fully thanks to Hermione and Percy who explained the trip was to protect my Tin.” Watching you lifting the small spoon to give to Em while the boys thanked Glori, Thranduil and Legolas who helped to fill their sippy cups and plates. “I wished to thank you, for the milk you have been supplying for my Tin.”

Flashing him a sleepy grin you lifted your own fork to start eating, “You don’t need to thank me. Couldn’t let her be given the wrong milk, and I’m not using it.”

“All the same, this is a wonderful gift, to give to a child, I wished to show you my gratitude.”

“Not as great as you taking her in as your own. No doubt soon enough she will grow out of needing breast milk, your gift lasts forever.”

“There will be no success in distracting me from my gratitude.”

Giggling back you replied lifting your loaded fork, “No attempt to distract here.”

“Good, expect a token of my appreciation before your birthday celebration this weekend.”

You looked to Glorfindel who merely smiled stating, “There is no escaping it.”

With a sigh you said, “Just please nothing alive. Apparently Rohan is gifting me a horse.” Making Celeborn chuckle in lowering his gaze to Tin when her hands settled on his large hand holding the bottle in her staring up at him. When you looked to Thranduil you asked, “Busy day?”

He replied lowering his tea, “Not especially. I mean to check in on our fostered youth and their parents before I take Turo for a run, however after that I am free.”

You glanced at Glori who said, “I am spending the day with the guards in Amon Lanc granting Haldir a day off.”

Legolas asked, “Are you busy?”

“Just helping Fred and George fix up the sign in front of our shop and clean up for our re-opening. Should only take a few hours, then I have to be back home to meet with Tuli for tea. No clue what she is expecting, hopefully just asking some questions would be sufficient to try and get to know her. I really have no clue sometimes.”

Legolas smirked saying, “I could request Arwen to join you if you wished. I am certain she could aid in guiding you through what might be expected.”

“I wouldn’t want to spoil her plans.”

Legolas chuckled and found his feet, “No plans, Arwen rarely sets plans in stone. I will go ask her. I will return shortly.” The last he added at your glance towards his plate.

Up he got and your focus turned to the children distracting you until his return when he tasked himself with their care by the time you helped clear the table to go and get ready for clearing up the shop. With a kiss on her cheek Regulus claimed hold of Em once you were in your room allowing you to change and get ready. Back to his room he went finding Lindir still napping on his bed from helping to care for Em until she had gone to climb in with you. Adoringly Regulus kissed his cheek and sat down coating Em with some more creams before pulling out some coloring books for her to fill in while he cuddled closer to Lindir again.

Alongside Ginny, Haldir tagged along to the shop clearing and aided her inside while you and the twins repaired the shop front display and repainted the doorway. Stealing glances at the clock while the streets buzzed with word that you were open again. From your pocket out came the whistling pocket watch alerting near to tea time. Back again through the streets home you went to get ready for the tea. A quick shower and blast of warm air had your curls dried and weaving itself into a long braid. Black jeans and a nice peach colored blouse later with heeled boots to follow down you went to meet up with the house elves readying the tea and snacks. Soft thanks and a stolen tart later you walked out of the kitchen to the sitting room where you paused finding Lindir and Arwen waiting there.

Their heads bowed and you flashed them a grin hearing him saying, “I wished to join you, if that does not trouble your plans.”

“Not at all.” Looking to Arwen you said, “Thank you. I really am clueless on this.”

Shaking her head she replied, “I am glad to share this task with you. Welcoming others into ones family can be quite trying.”

Her gaze turned and you couldn’t help but smile seeing Em hurrying over to you in a dress saying, “Tea Time!” She scrambled up onto your chair saying, “Mummy I want a bite.” Holding out the rest of the mini tart in your hand she took a large bite and you looked to Regulus who sighed saying, “I tried.”

Shaking your head you said, “The more the merrier.”

A doorbell split the conversation and you could hear Ron saying, “We can just go in.” Hushedly she tried to argue only to pause when Regulus came into view earning a bow of her head making him smirk and guide her and her father inside along with Ron. The latter was ushered off by something she whispered to him earning a shake of his head on his way out again and contently once she had formally greeted your guests and Em she claimed her seat through you settling Em on your lap.

Questions flowed and following the guidance of Arwen’s comments and the allowed comments offered mentally by Lindir you seemed to relax the duo now feeling amply welcomed into the fold. Once they had been showed out by Regulus you leaned closer to Lindir asking, “How did that go?”

To himself he chuckled and replied, “Very well done. Tuli should inform Ron that she has been welcomed and your courtship has been accepted fully by you.”

With a nod you lifted your tea to finish it only to hover Regulus’ cup your way that once he came back into the room made him smirk and take yours saying, “Ooh, the grim.” Looking at you he asked, “What does mine say?” Watching your eyes flickering back from being silver, “Something dark?”

Up at him your eyes shifted, “You’re going to find your lost penguin.”

“About time,” he said smirking in trading the cups again, “been looking for months now.”

Arwen asked with eyes shifting between you, “His cup speaks to you?”

Smirking at her you said, “The tea leaves. I can read yours if you like.”

Lindir fidgeted his hands around his cup asking while she lifted hers to finish it off, “What is ‘the grim’ exactly, it does not sound pleasant.”

Smiling at him you said, “It means I will face death.” Making his lips part, “However finding it in my cup is not uncommon.”

Arwen passed you her cup and seeing a sun inside it you grinned as your eyes flashed to silver watching her waking at midnight to a bite from her bunny giving birth on her bed. Meeting her gaze again you said, “You will have a surprise at midnight.”

Arwen, “A surprise?”

“It is best you don’t know, but it is good news.”

Passing back her cup you turned accepting Lindir’s timidly offered cup that once you saw the harp inside your eyes shifted silver and your grin broke watching his sister sneaking a practice on someone’s harp and the string breaking hitting her in the eye eventually making her blind in that eye. Lindir said, “You are not smiling. Will I face death as well?”

“Do you have a harp at home?”

“Yes, yes, my Ada’s. We do not disturb it since he fell.”

You nodded and said, “Your sister has been sneaking lessons on it while you are away from home.”

“How is that bad news?”

“You should return home and replace the strings. One will break and blind her.”

His mouth fell open as you set the cup aside wishing you had seen something else and Regulus came closer easing his arm around Lindir’s back, “Come, we have enchanted strings upstairs. I will help you replace them.” Placing a sweet kiss on Lindir’s brow helping him up, releasing him only to take hold of Em from you.

Lindir still was near to shaking as Arwen stood saying, “I will find and distract her, do not fret, Lindir, we will protect her.”

He nodded being led away and the Princess turned to you saying, “He will thank you once he calms. The gift you hold is quite extraordinary.” Her voice faded in her hand tapping your hands folded in front of you at your eyes flashing silver making her ask when they changed back again, “You have had another vision?”

“Elrond will be very pleased in a century or so.” Her head tilted slightly and you said, “He will have eight grandchildren.” That had her lips parting and you said in a tilt of your head, “I’ll come help distract his sister.”

Pt 35

#Thranduil x Reader OC #Glorfindel x Reader OC #HP Crossover #Dance lessons #Dragon Pox #Regulus x Lindir

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