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The rise of a new Empire - Part one
Construction begins as Harry and Bellatrix finally become close to each other.
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Disclaimer: I forgot about this for all my other stories and chapter, so let in now be known that this Story is based off the fantastic works of both J.K Rowling and J.R.R Tolkien. I own nothing save for sections of the plot which have been formed using my own immense brainpower.
Chapter 7 - The rise of a new Empire - Part one
The first rays of light penetrated Harry's consciousness, slowly he rose, wiping his eyes as he did so, by his side lay a vision of beauty which was unparalleled by any upon the Earth.
Remembering back to their activities last night he smiled in happiness, it was amazing, for lack of a better word.
He had never before felt so much joy due to a single act before, yes the thrill of battle was an immense feeling, however this had to take the biscuit.
He lay back down into the soft blankets once more and sighed, for once his life was good, he had hope for a better future, a future he was very much looking forward to.
Rolling over, still under the covers, he straddled Bella's smooth naked body. It was a sight, her face was still slightly flushed from the previous night's activities, and a thin layer of sweat could be seen glinting in the same light which had roused him that morning.
Leaning forward he kissed her softly on the lips and placed his hand on the side of her beautiful face, gently stoking the skin there.
"Bella?" he said softly into her ear. She let out a soft moan but refused to wake at his urging.
Leaning down once more Harry ran his tongue all the way up the side of her face, this successfully roused her.
"Get off you moron, let me breath first" she snapped as soon as she had laid eyes on him and his position.
Leaning back slightly Harry still refused to move from his straddled position, and to be honest you couldn't blame him, who in their right mind would freely give up the feel of rubbing their member along a beautiful girls naked sex? "I told you to get off Harry now do as I say" she persisted with a growl; she was obviously in a less then good mood.
Still refusing to move Harry pushed her upper body, which was trying to rise, back on to the bed, once there her placed both arms on her shoulders and started to kiss her passionately, her protests quickly turned into moans of pleasure.
Moving his hands down slowly he brushed his fingertips across her smooth neck and passed her shoulder, until he eventually cupped the now familiar weight of her full breasts, at that moment their pubic regions also started to grind together frantically.
Breaking their kisses they stared into each others eyes, searching the others sole for acceptance from the other, green and Violet, two unique shades met in an act as old as elven kind.
"I'm yours Harry" she said finally.
"And I'm yours my Love" he whispered back
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Laying in each others arms the couple drew copious amounts of comfort from the other; it was a moment that was pure bliss, one of those moments which wars and death occurred for.
This was love
If you had asked Harry a few years ago who he thought he would fall in Love with, it certainly wouldn't have been the mature woman laying in his arms at that moment, yet here he was, as real as anything else in his life, in the arms of Bellatrix Lestrange of all people, and yet, he would rather have no other.
From the moment he had woken that day he had felt it, more than simple attraction, more than even love.
It was a feeling which could only be described efficiently by the creator himself, for it was a thing that great.
In some way their friendship, which had been slightly insecure due to the small deterrent that she had killed his Godfather and committed many other evil deeds, had prospered in the space of a single night, into something which went beyond words.
He had no explanation to what the feeling was like, it was a combination of happiness acceptance, joy, love, passion, in fact every positive emotion which has ever been expressed in words, combined together to create the bond which he now shared with Bellatrix.
"I love you Bella" he stated clearly, there was no hesitancy in his words, for he knew them to be the truth.
"I don't deserve your love Harry" she whispered back with downcast eyes. Harry tilted her face to meet his.
"I saw the way you fought for our people back at the battle, I saw the new you clearer than day. That was you Bella, you may not be perfectly light, but you possess a heart stronger than anyone I know, which is why I love you Bella, to me you are perfect"
And with that final declaration he seized her luscious lips in a soul searing kiss.
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A messenger made his way into a conference room inside a large camp of warriors, there he stopped and waited to be acknowledged. Finally the Lords did so
"What news do you bring young one, tidings of good fortune and victory perhaps, or are they off ill deeds once more" called a finely dressed elven Lord.
"I have come bearing tidings of victory over the area of Rhun, I have been told to pass on word that during the assault our forces defeated over one hundred thousand of the enemy, along with the temporary defeat of The Witch Nazgul and seven others which ride with him, I have been sent to ask for aid in building fortifications around the new land, for this is the will of my Lord and protector" the servant replied in a clear and melodious voice which resonated even on the walls of the tent.
Without consideration a young Lord of Men responded.
"Tell your Lord that Gondor will send aid in the forms of food supplies and troops to guard your land temporarily, I hope that it meets with your requirements young elf" nodding his head in thanks the messenger was about to proceed through the door when a shout from the same man drew him to a stop.
"They will arrive within a fortnight, perhaps earlier if the road offers unforeseen dangers, look to our coming then" after that the elven messenger made his way silently out of the room.
Once he was gone the table turned to regard one another.
"Eight of the Nazgul were slain, how could this be?" asked another Lord.
It was an elf general who replied.
"I heard Lord Elrond and King Gil-Galad talking of their leaders, it is rumoured that the male possesses powers which rival the Dark Lords, and as for the female, she is powerful also, as it is said that they were sent by the Valar to aid us in the fight"
"Then we are indeed blessed, I only hope that they will fight when the time comes, for without them I do not wish to see the outcome in this life or the next" spoke up an young, if you considered five hundred years to be young, elven Commander.
"An impressive victory to be sure against such odds, and also they were attacking a heavily defended position with superior numbers, they did indeed do well" ended another man.
The meeting resumed after that final comment was made.
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Over the next year help arrived from all over middle earth. In many forms it did so to, food, medical supplies, metals to use to craft and in addition to this, soldiers to protect their borders.
Building also continued, with the walls becoming extended, despite the fact that they were no way near completion.
At this point in their creation the other races understood the importance of protecting the race of Night Elves, for if the Dark Lord ever launched a full assault on them, they would surely be defeated, this was the reason door the additional soldiers which scouted and watched over their lands like they were their own.
The other Night Elves which had remained in Lorien also returned, and with them their skill in weaponry. For while they were left behind they had continued their instruction from the Dwarves of Khazad Dum almost to completion.
And so it was that the City of the Night Elves began to take shape, it would take many more years yet; however, the foundations were at last laid down.
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Harry gazed out from his rooms on the mountainside, next to him stood his wife Bellatrix, who was dressed in a plain black, silken Nightdress, she looked amazing.
It was currently morning, before the first rays of sunshine began to rise, a view of peace and comfort, he only wished that it wasn't under threat from the armies of Mordor.
Over the past fifty years the city had changed much, it was now very large and happily hosting the entirety of the Night Elf population.
The walls of the city were not yet built fully, however they were well underway.
The reason for their lack of completion was Magic, it was fused in every stone which was laid down, and therefore became harder to build with, the strength it contained however was worth this wait. So far half of the wall had been made all the way round their populated lands, it was a mighty start too, several metres thick at the base and without crack or chink in its surface, the wall was a sight for the eyes, even in its uncompleted state.
Reaching to the side he drew in his wife and nuzzled the top of her head, she smelt of Lavender, as she usually did, he till couldn't get enough of the scent.
"What are you thinking about My Love" he asked after kissing her hair.
Turning to face him in his arms, she slipped her arms around his neck.
"Us and the future" she replied with a smile "I was thinking of our future together" her smile grew wider "And also about Children" she added on the end.
Harry blinked as the words punctured his thought process, when he had finally worked out what she had said; his eyes grew wide in shock.
"What abut them Bella?" he asked.
"I want them, more than nearly anything in the world" she declared softly while gazing into his eyes.
"Now's not the time" seeing her hurt look he quickly added "But that doesn't mean we can't have any, I would be a fool to turn down even more frequent sex with you, beautiful, but with the war effort and everything, now's not the time Love" he explained placing kisses randomly on her face as he did so "besides, It's not like we can try much harder anyway, we do it like twice a day as it is, I don't think I could handle any more" he added with a smile.
Nodding he head Bella snuggle up into his half naked body so that her head was resting against his Torso.
"You never regret our decision do you Love?" she asked in little more than a whisper.
"Never Bella, why would you think that, I love you more than life itself" he immediately responded.
She began to shake as tears let themselves loose.
"Because I want to stay with you always Harry, you are the best thing which has ever happened to me. I never thought I stood much of a chance at finding Love, what with Rudolphus as my husband and the Dark Lord, and to be honest back then I didn't want it much either, but now I have it, I will never be able to let it go" he words were jittery, however they contained passion and more emotion than could be described even in the tongues of Elven Kind.
"I will always be here for you Bella, always, you never have to fear that" he replied while slipping a hand under her robe s that it was hitched up at the back and his hand was cupping her ass. "Perhaps I can take your mind of things my love" he whispered.
"Perhaps you can" she replied with an insane smirk, before they both made their way back into the bedroom to relieve themselves.
It was later that day and Harry walked alone throughout the City, admiring its beauty.
Buildings inside were alive with the sounds of their trade, metal beet upon metal as craftsmen continued to forge with their slowly increasing skills, cattle was led by laughing elflings as they played happily in the newly risen Sun.
This was what he was fighting for, a peaceful life where his Race could grow in might and splendour, so that for the first time it would be stable.
Making his way through the city he smiled as he saw a small male child trying to carry a large bucket of water from one of the many Wells to his home, stepping in he decided to offer some help.
"Would you care for aid little one?" he asked in a kind but powerful voice which now belonged to him. Looking up the boy almost dropped the bucket in his shock at being addressed by the Lord of the City; it was common knowledge that Harry possessed immense power as did his Wife, however only those who had been near him at the initial battle had seen his magic in action.
"Yes please My Lord, thank you" he replied a little intimidated by the image Harry represented.
Taking the bucket with no inclination that it was heavy, or indeed weighed anything, he proceeded to walk along with the small boy throughout the City.
As he passed people would greet him in a combination of different ways, waving, nodding their heads or just calling out to him. There were also a couple of bows but we won't mention them much.
Once they had passed through the main centre, after half an hour of walking, they came to an area of undeveloped land, as they continued to walk the child finally broke his silence.
"Are you really Elerossë Tinehtelë, I heard you were ten feet tall?" he asked in a small voice. Harry chuckled softly but remained walking.
"Indeed I am Young one, however I suppose that the part about my size is in fact incorrect, for as you can see I am no where near ten foot" he responded with a smile,
he like this Kid already. "What is your name young one/" he asked
"Darius my Lord" he replied more confidently than before. Harry frowned slightly as he regarded the boy momentarily.
"Who was your father Darius, I do not recognise your name and surely should do?" he inquired.
"My father's name was Elathorn, he died in the initial battle, or so I'm told, it s aid that he was no warrior, and yet he still went to battle for the glory of his people, I want to be just like him when I'm older, he was said to be an honourable elf who served you to the end" Darius declared proudly.
Harry closed his eyes in sadness.
"I do not recognise his name and I surely wouldn't have let him into the battle had I known he was no soldier, it however was a brave and Noble act, you should be proud of your father my child, for he died doing what he thought was right, and that is the most Noble cause of all" he said slowly.The Boy nodded and turned away slightly.
"I will my Lord" he promised.
"Good, however don't ever rush off to battle, it can get you killed, prepare and strike when the time is right for that is the best way to fight, I would like you to never try what you father did" he spoke softly but Darius could still catch every word uttered.
"But why? Was it not honourable to do so?" he asked confused. Sighing Harry stopped and placed the bucket on the ground.
"Yes it was honourable, however I do not wish for you to throw your life away so rashly, you are a Night Elf and are therefore immune from the effects of disease and old age, enjoy your life and if you feel that way inclined do it properly, learn to fight so that you will survive against any odds, preserve your life for it is far too valuable to throw away" and with that they continued walking once more, only minutes later reaching a small house which was surrounded by a few others.
Placing the still fairly full bucket down, he turned and was surprised to be engulfed in a huge embrace from the small child.
"Thank you my Lord for everything" he said into his shirt. Stroking his smooth black hair flat Harry returned the embrace softly, as to not kill the child through too much pressure.
"Where is your mother Darius, I wish to speak with her?" he asked.
Grabbing his hand Darius pulled Harry indoors and into the small house, through a copula of rooms before he found his mother in the kitchen area.
"Mum, Mum look who I brought home with me" Darius yelled as he ran into the kitchen. Harry followed at a more sedate pace.
"What is it beloved?" She asked in obvious tiredness.
"I brought home a guest!" he exclaimed.
Entering the kitchen Harry came face to face with a beautiful elven woman, she was nothing on Bella however.
The face of surprise which was expressed when she saw him was rather amusing, but he hid the emotion behind a mask.
"My Lord" she gave a bow of the head as she said this.
Deciding he might as well get to the point he fully entered the room and faced the boy's mother.
"Good morning, Darius was just telling me about your husbands' death and I wish to offer my condolences at your loss, I know it's not exactly punctual. I was unaware he participated in the battle, If I had then you would have received help from me so that you could better prosper, I am surprised you didn't come forward when we offered royalties to those who had lost from the battle" he began.
"It feels wrong to benefit from my husbands death, I wish for no money, all I want is for my Son to live happily" she said softly. Nodding Harry continued.
"If that is the case then Wish to offer young Darius a chance he will not receive ever again, I am offering to tutor him for several years so that he may decide what he wants to be when older, if it so happens that he's inclined to something which I am not adept in I will guarantee him an apprenticeshiptoaMaster, I do this not out of a need to provide compensation, but to see Darius grow up proud and strong, he has much potential I can sense that much already" he offered. Darius rushed forward and gave him another hug. Turning to his Mum he put on puppy dog eyes.
"Please Mum, let me learn with our lord" he pleaded. Smiling his Mother nodded her head. Darius pumped his fist in triumph.
"Excellent, I am sorry to do this so suddenly but he must begin right away, he is already a year behind others his age and If we are to exceed those others then we have to make haste" Pulling out a medium length, finely crafted dagger he handed it skilfully to Darius, who took it with wide eyes.
"This will be your first weapon, you are to look after it at all costs as you will be defenceless without it, lose it and my training ends, retain it and you will improve quickly" he instructed in a teachers voice. Nodding Darius held the weapon down at his side.
"You'll also need this apprentice, always wear it, even when doing everyday activities like washing or labour" Harry handed him a finely made black sheath which had Golden runes on it, this was attached to black leather belt which could be fastened at the waist. Darius quickly attached the items and then looked up at Harry beaming with Pride.
"Come, we have much to do" said Harry as he began to walk towards the door, when he was near the exit he turned back and addressed Darius's mother.
"He will return to you often, perhaps once a week so that you may catch up, aside from that he will be under constant instruction, it is vital that training isn't interrupted before it is well underway, if you need anything now or in the future never hesitate to ask" and with that he swept out of the room with a running boy in tow.
Making his way back through the city at an accelerated pace Harry spoke to the running boy beside him.
"I have to know what you feel like becoming before we begin, tell me your interest and desired for the future, for it is no use doing something which you do not feel strongly about?" he asked.
"I've always like the idea of fighting, you know leading troops into battle and fighting for my homeland, I've read many stories which talk about such deeds but I never thought I'd be given the choice in real life" he paused to catch his breath. Taking pity on him Harry decreased his pace so that they were moving at a steady walk. "Apart from that I thought about becoming a smith, a weapon smith, so that I could still help the fighters even if it is indirectly" he commented. Harry nodded his acknowledgement.
"They are both honourable trades, however he former presents many more immediate risks, the question is, which do you want to be more?"
There was no reply as Harry led the smaller boy through the city, the aforementioned boy had seldom travelled this far into the centre and so was only vaguely familiar with his surroundings. Harry explained his plans as they went.
"In the future I am hoping to have many Cities like this one, however this will always remain the Capital, I can't wait till it's completed, for it will be a mighty Fortress, a Stronghold which will increase the Fear of or enemies whenever they hear our name" he explained to a captivated boy.
"And what of the Walls, when will they be completed, I have watched the Dwarves and Elves work tirelessly on them, however as each day goes by, they make little headway?" Harry smiled as Darius said this.
"The reason they take so long to build is because I have moulded some magic into the stone used, it will be another fifty or more years before they are complete, and then it will still only be the outer walls" he explained.
"And what does the magic do exactly?" Darius asked.
"It makes it many times harder for any enemy to breach them, they are unbreakable as long as Sauron himself comes and breaks them down, in that case they will fall, aside from that the only way to get passed them is over or under, it is my intention for them to be the strongest throughout middle Earth once they are completed, even more so than those which guard the Dark Land"
"And what of the rest? Tell me everything!"
"Now isn't the time Darius, we have work to do, have you decided on a profession yet or are you still undecided?" he asked as they at last made their way into a small weapon smiths, which was widely regarded as the best in the city, with the owner, an Older Elf, having skills which rivalled Smiths back at Khazad Dum.
"Yes Master, I wish to be a Warrior, will you teach me the ways of War?" he asked confidently for the first time that day. Harry nodded his head in approval.
"Indeed I will my apprentice, but first you need to decide what weapons you will wield, this is an important decision so take your time and try them all" Harry advised while taking a seat on one of the three wooden chairs which were there for customers t wait on.
It was a few minutes later when a stern looking Elf made his way out from the back, shooting the door which led to his work area behind him, he turned to face them. A smile broke out on his face a second later.
"Harry, how good of you to come by, how are you friend!" the man greeted with a smile, the stern countenance being replaced with a look of delight.
"Ethrihil, this is my Apprentice Darius, Darius this is the finest Weapons Smith in the City, Ithrihil tethalon" Harry introduced with a smile. The pair greeted each other in the traditional elven way, with a grasp of the others forearm and a slight nod of the head.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Master tethalon" Darius greeted the Smith politely, acknowledging his rank and title within Night Elven Society.
"The pleasure mine young Apprentice, you must be something if you are to learn from Harry, you're his very first apprentice I believe" returned the Master with another warming smile.
Harry gave a nod of the head in affirmation of this statement and then stood to address his friend.
"I've come to acquire some weapons for my apprentice; if it's not too much trouble I would like him to try some out before he decides?" Harry asked getting straight to business.
"Of course my Friend, I always have time for you, follow me" he ordered with a grin. Harry and Darius followed him through a small door to the side of the room and found themselves being led down many stairs, a couple of minutes later they entered a huge hall which ad been divided into many different rows which extended running the length of said hall, parallel to the walls.
On further inspection Darius noticed that they were racks and that they contained innumerable weapons which were complete.
"Well, go on take your pick" The Master urged Darius who still stood frozen in shock due to the sight.
Chapter 7 - The rise of a new Empire - Part one
The first rays of light penetrated Harry's consciousness, slowly he rose, wiping his eyes as he did so, by his side lay a vision of beauty which was unparalleled by any upon the Earth.
Remembering back to their activities last night he smiled in happiness, it was amazing, for lack of a better word.
He had never before felt so much joy due to a single act before, yes the thrill of battle was an immense feeling, however this had to take the biscuit.
He lay back down into the soft blankets once more and sighed, for once his life was good, he had hope for a better future, a future he was very much looking forward to.
Rolling over, still under the covers, he straddled Bella's smooth naked body. It was a sight, her face was still slightly flushed from the previous night's activities, and a thin layer of sweat could be seen glinting in the same light which had roused him that morning.
Leaning forward he kissed her softly on the lips and placed his hand on the side of her beautiful face, gently stoking the skin there.
"Bella?" he said softly into her ear. She let out a soft moan but refused to wake at his urging.
Leaning down once more Harry ran his tongue all the way up the side of her face, this successfully roused her.
"Get off you moron, let me breath first" she snapped as soon as she had laid eyes on him and his position.
Leaning back slightly Harry still refused to move from his straddled position, and to be honest you couldn't blame him, who in their right mind would freely give up the feel of rubbing their member along a beautiful girls naked sex? "I told you to get off Harry now do as I say" she persisted with a growl; she was obviously in a less then good mood.
Still refusing to move Harry pushed her upper body, which was trying to rise, back on to the bed, once there her placed both arms on her shoulders and started to kiss her passionately, her protests quickly turned into moans of pleasure.
Moving his hands down slowly he brushed his fingertips across her smooth neck and passed her shoulder, until he eventually cupped the now familiar weight of her full breasts, at that moment their pubic regions also started to grind together frantically.
Breaking their kisses they stared into each others eyes, searching the others sole for acceptance from the other, green and Violet, two unique shades met in an act as old as elven kind.
"I'm yours Harry" she said finally.
"And I'm yours my Love" he whispered back
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Laying in each others arms the couple drew copious amounts of comfort from the other; it was a moment that was pure bliss, one of those moments which wars and death occurred for.
This was love
If you had asked Harry a few years ago who he thought he would fall in Love with, it certainly wouldn't have been the mature woman laying in his arms at that moment, yet here he was, as real as anything else in his life, in the arms of Bellatrix Lestrange of all people, and yet, he would rather have no other.
From the moment he had woken that day he had felt it, more than simple attraction, more than even love.
It was a feeling which could only be described efficiently by the creator himself, for it was a thing that great.
In some way their friendship, which had been slightly insecure due to the small deterrent that she had killed his Godfather and committed many other evil deeds, had prospered in the space of a single night, into something which went beyond words.
He had no explanation to what the feeling was like, it was a combination of happiness acceptance, joy, love, passion, in fact every positive emotion which has ever been expressed in words, combined together to create the bond which he now shared with Bellatrix.
"I love you Bella" he stated clearly, there was no hesitancy in his words, for he knew them to be the truth.
"I don't deserve your love Harry" she whispered back with downcast eyes. Harry tilted her face to meet his.
"I saw the way you fought for our people back at the battle, I saw the new you clearer than day. That was you Bella, you may not be perfectly light, but you possess a heart stronger than anyone I know, which is why I love you Bella, to me you are perfect"
And with that final declaration he seized her luscious lips in a soul searing kiss.
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A messenger made his way into a conference room inside a large camp of warriors, there he stopped and waited to be acknowledged. Finally the Lords did so
"What news do you bring young one, tidings of good fortune and victory perhaps, or are they off ill deeds once more" called a finely dressed elven Lord.
"I have come bearing tidings of victory over the area of Rhun, I have been told to pass on word that during the assault our forces defeated over one hundred thousand of the enemy, along with the temporary defeat of The Witch Nazgul and seven others which ride with him, I have been sent to ask for aid in building fortifications around the new land, for this is the will of my Lord and protector" the servant replied in a clear and melodious voice which resonated even on the walls of the tent.
Without consideration a young Lord of Men responded.
"Tell your Lord that Gondor will send aid in the forms of food supplies and troops to guard your land temporarily, I hope that it meets with your requirements young elf" nodding his head in thanks the messenger was about to proceed through the door when a shout from the same man drew him to a stop.
"They will arrive within a fortnight, perhaps earlier if the road offers unforeseen dangers, look to our coming then" after that the elven messenger made his way silently out of the room.
Once he was gone the table turned to regard one another.
"Eight of the Nazgul were slain, how could this be?" asked another Lord.
It was an elf general who replied.
"I heard Lord Elrond and King Gil-Galad talking of their leaders, it is rumoured that the male possesses powers which rival the Dark Lords, and as for the female, she is powerful also, as it is said that they were sent by the Valar to aid us in the fight"
"Then we are indeed blessed, I only hope that they will fight when the time comes, for without them I do not wish to see the outcome in this life or the next" spoke up an young, if you considered five hundred years to be young, elven Commander.
"An impressive victory to be sure against such odds, and also they were attacking a heavily defended position with superior numbers, they did indeed do well" ended another man.
The meeting resumed after that final comment was made.
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Over the next year help arrived from all over middle earth. In many forms it did so to, food, medical supplies, metals to use to craft and in addition to this, soldiers to protect their borders.
Building also continued, with the walls becoming extended, despite the fact that they were no way near completion.
At this point in their creation the other races understood the importance of protecting the race of Night Elves, for if the Dark Lord ever launched a full assault on them, they would surely be defeated, this was the reason door the additional soldiers which scouted and watched over their lands like they were their own.
The other Night Elves which had remained in Lorien also returned, and with them their skill in weaponry. For while they were left behind they had continued their instruction from the Dwarves of Khazad Dum almost to completion.
And so it was that the City of the Night Elves began to take shape, it would take many more years yet; however, the foundations were at last laid down.
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Harry gazed out from his rooms on the mountainside, next to him stood his wife Bellatrix, who was dressed in a plain black, silken Nightdress, she looked amazing.
It was currently morning, before the first rays of sunshine began to rise, a view of peace and comfort, he only wished that it wasn't under threat from the armies of Mordor.
Over the past fifty years the city had changed much, it was now very large and happily hosting the entirety of the Night Elf population.
The walls of the city were not yet built fully, however they were well underway.
The reason for their lack of completion was Magic, it was fused in every stone which was laid down, and therefore became harder to build with, the strength it contained however was worth this wait. So far half of the wall had been made all the way round their populated lands, it was a mighty start too, several metres thick at the base and without crack or chink in its surface, the wall was a sight for the eyes, even in its uncompleted state.
Reaching to the side he drew in his wife and nuzzled the top of her head, she smelt of Lavender, as she usually did, he till couldn't get enough of the scent.
"What are you thinking about My Love" he asked after kissing her hair.
Turning to face him in his arms, she slipped her arms around his neck.
"Us and the future" she replied with a smile "I was thinking of our future together" her smile grew wider "And also about Children" she added on the end.
Harry blinked as the words punctured his thought process, when he had finally worked out what she had said; his eyes grew wide in shock.
"What abut them Bella?" he asked.
"I want them, more than nearly anything in the world" she declared softly while gazing into his eyes.
"Now's not the time" seeing her hurt look he quickly added "But that doesn't mean we can't have any, I would be a fool to turn down even more frequent sex with you, beautiful, but with the war effort and everything, now's not the time Love" he explained placing kisses randomly on her face as he did so "besides, It's not like we can try much harder anyway, we do it like twice a day as it is, I don't think I could handle any more" he added with a smile.
Nodding he head Bella snuggle up into his half naked body so that her head was resting against his Torso.
"You never regret our decision do you Love?" she asked in little more than a whisper.
"Never Bella, why would you think that, I love you more than life itself" he immediately responded.
She began to shake as tears let themselves loose.
"Because I want to stay with you always Harry, you are the best thing which has ever happened to me. I never thought I stood much of a chance at finding Love, what with Rudolphus as my husband and the Dark Lord, and to be honest back then I didn't want it much either, but now I have it, I will never be able to let it go" he words were jittery, however they contained passion and more emotion than could be described even in the tongues of Elven Kind.
"I will always be here for you Bella, always, you never have to fear that" he replied while slipping a hand under her robe s that it was hitched up at the back and his hand was cupping her ass. "Perhaps I can take your mind of things my love" he whispered.
"Perhaps you can" she replied with an insane smirk, before they both made their way back into the bedroom to relieve themselves.
It was later that day and Harry walked alone throughout the City, admiring its beauty.
Buildings inside were alive with the sounds of their trade, metal beet upon metal as craftsmen continued to forge with their slowly increasing skills, cattle was led by laughing elflings as they played happily in the newly risen Sun.
This was what he was fighting for, a peaceful life where his Race could grow in might and splendour, so that for the first time it would be stable.
Making his way through the city he smiled as he saw a small male child trying to carry a large bucket of water from one of the many Wells to his home, stepping in he decided to offer some help.
"Would you care for aid little one?" he asked in a kind but powerful voice which now belonged to him. Looking up the boy almost dropped the bucket in his shock at being addressed by the Lord of the City; it was common knowledge that Harry possessed immense power as did his Wife, however only those who had been near him at the initial battle had seen his magic in action.
"Yes please My Lord, thank you" he replied a little intimidated by the image Harry represented.
Taking the bucket with no inclination that it was heavy, or indeed weighed anything, he proceeded to walk along with the small boy throughout the City.
As he passed people would greet him in a combination of different ways, waving, nodding their heads or just calling out to him. There were also a couple of bows but we won't mention them much.
Once they had passed through the main centre, after half an hour of walking, they came to an area of undeveloped land, as they continued to walk the child finally broke his silence.
"Are you really Elerossë Tinehtelë, I heard you were ten feet tall?" he asked in a small voice. Harry chuckled softly but remained walking.
"Indeed I am Young one, however I suppose that the part about my size is in fact incorrect, for as you can see I am no where near ten foot" he responded with a smile,
he like this Kid already. "What is your name young one/" he asked
"Darius my Lord" he replied more confidently than before. Harry frowned slightly as he regarded the boy momentarily.
"Who was your father Darius, I do not recognise your name and surely should do?" he inquired.
"My father's name was Elathorn, he died in the initial battle, or so I'm told, it s aid that he was no warrior, and yet he still went to battle for the glory of his people, I want to be just like him when I'm older, he was said to be an honourable elf who served you to the end" Darius declared proudly.
Harry closed his eyes in sadness.
"I do not recognise his name and I surely wouldn't have let him into the battle had I known he was no soldier, it however was a brave and Noble act, you should be proud of your father my child, for he died doing what he thought was right, and that is the most Noble cause of all" he said slowly.The Boy nodded and turned away slightly.
"I will my Lord" he promised.
"Good, however don't ever rush off to battle, it can get you killed, prepare and strike when the time is right for that is the best way to fight, I would like you to never try what you father did" he spoke softly but Darius could still catch every word uttered.
"But why? Was it not honourable to do so?" he asked confused. Sighing Harry stopped and placed the bucket on the ground.
"Yes it was honourable, however I do not wish for you to throw your life away so rashly, you are a Night Elf and are therefore immune from the effects of disease and old age, enjoy your life and if you feel that way inclined do it properly, learn to fight so that you will survive against any odds, preserve your life for it is far too valuable to throw away" and with that they continued walking once more, only minutes later reaching a small house which was surrounded by a few others.
Placing the still fairly full bucket down, he turned and was surprised to be engulfed in a huge embrace from the small child.
"Thank you my Lord for everything" he said into his shirt. Stroking his smooth black hair flat Harry returned the embrace softly, as to not kill the child through too much pressure.
"Where is your mother Darius, I wish to speak with her?" he asked.
Grabbing his hand Darius pulled Harry indoors and into the small house, through a copula of rooms before he found his mother in the kitchen area.
"Mum, Mum look who I brought home with me" Darius yelled as he ran into the kitchen. Harry followed at a more sedate pace.
"What is it beloved?" She asked in obvious tiredness.
"I brought home a guest!" he exclaimed.
Entering the kitchen Harry came face to face with a beautiful elven woman, she was nothing on Bella however.
The face of surprise which was expressed when she saw him was rather amusing, but he hid the emotion behind a mask.
"My Lord" she gave a bow of the head as she said this.
Deciding he might as well get to the point he fully entered the room and faced the boy's mother.
"Good morning, Darius was just telling me about your husbands' death and I wish to offer my condolences at your loss, I know it's not exactly punctual. I was unaware he participated in the battle, If I had then you would have received help from me so that you could better prosper, I am surprised you didn't come forward when we offered royalties to those who had lost from the battle" he began.
"It feels wrong to benefit from my husbands death, I wish for no money, all I want is for my Son to live happily" she said softly. Nodding Harry continued.
"If that is the case then Wish to offer young Darius a chance he will not receive ever again, I am offering to tutor him for several years so that he may decide what he wants to be when older, if it so happens that he's inclined to something which I am not adept in I will guarantee him an apprenticeshiptoaMaster, I do this not out of a need to provide compensation, but to see Darius grow up proud and strong, he has much potential I can sense that much already" he offered. Darius rushed forward and gave him another hug. Turning to his Mum he put on puppy dog eyes.
"Please Mum, let me learn with our lord" he pleaded. Smiling his Mother nodded her head. Darius pumped his fist in triumph.
"Excellent, I am sorry to do this so suddenly but he must begin right away, he is already a year behind others his age and If we are to exceed those others then we have to make haste" Pulling out a medium length, finely crafted dagger he handed it skilfully to Darius, who took it with wide eyes.
"This will be your first weapon, you are to look after it at all costs as you will be defenceless without it, lose it and my training ends, retain it and you will improve quickly" he instructed in a teachers voice. Nodding Darius held the weapon down at his side.
"You'll also need this apprentice, always wear it, even when doing everyday activities like washing or labour" Harry handed him a finely made black sheath which had Golden runes on it, this was attached to black leather belt which could be fastened at the waist. Darius quickly attached the items and then looked up at Harry beaming with Pride.
"Come, we have much to do" said Harry as he began to walk towards the door, when he was near the exit he turned back and addressed Darius's mother.
"He will return to you often, perhaps once a week so that you may catch up, aside from that he will be under constant instruction, it is vital that training isn't interrupted before it is well underway, if you need anything now or in the future never hesitate to ask" and with that he swept out of the room with a running boy in tow.
Making his way back through the city at an accelerated pace Harry spoke to the running boy beside him.
"I have to know what you feel like becoming before we begin, tell me your interest and desired for the future, for it is no use doing something which you do not feel strongly about?" he asked.
"I've always like the idea of fighting, you know leading troops into battle and fighting for my homeland, I've read many stories which talk about such deeds but I never thought I'd be given the choice in real life" he paused to catch his breath. Taking pity on him Harry decreased his pace so that they were moving at a steady walk. "Apart from that I thought about becoming a smith, a weapon smith, so that I could still help the fighters even if it is indirectly" he commented. Harry nodded his acknowledgement.
"They are both honourable trades, however he former presents many more immediate risks, the question is, which do you want to be more?"
There was no reply as Harry led the smaller boy through the city, the aforementioned boy had seldom travelled this far into the centre and so was only vaguely familiar with his surroundings. Harry explained his plans as they went.
"In the future I am hoping to have many Cities like this one, however this will always remain the Capital, I can't wait till it's completed, for it will be a mighty Fortress, a Stronghold which will increase the Fear of or enemies whenever they hear our name" he explained to a captivated boy.
"And what of the Walls, when will they be completed, I have watched the Dwarves and Elves work tirelessly on them, however as each day goes by, they make little headway?" Harry smiled as Darius said this.
"The reason they take so long to build is because I have moulded some magic into the stone used, it will be another fifty or more years before they are complete, and then it will still only be the outer walls" he explained.
"And what does the magic do exactly?" Darius asked.
"It makes it many times harder for any enemy to breach them, they are unbreakable as long as Sauron himself comes and breaks them down, in that case they will fall, aside from that the only way to get passed them is over or under, it is my intention for them to be the strongest throughout middle Earth once they are completed, even more so than those which guard the Dark Land"
"And what of the rest? Tell me everything!"
"Now isn't the time Darius, we have work to do, have you decided on a profession yet or are you still undecided?" he asked as they at last made their way into a small weapon smiths, which was widely regarded as the best in the city, with the owner, an Older Elf, having skills which rivalled Smiths back at Khazad Dum.
"Yes Master, I wish to be a Warrior, will you teach me the ways of War?" he asked confidently for the first time that day. Harry nodded his head in approval.
"Indeed I will my apprentice, but first you need to decide what weapons you will wield, this is an important decision so take your time and try them all" Harry advised while taking a seat on one of the three wooden chairs which were there for customers t wait on.
It was a few minutes later when a stern looking Elf made his way out from the back, shooting the door which led to his work area behind him, he turned to face them. A smile broke out on his face a second later.
"Harry, how good of you to come by, how are you friend!" the man greeted with a smile, the stern countenance being replaced with a look of delight.
"Ethrihil, this is my Apprentice Darius, Darius this is the finest Weapons Smith in the City, Ithrihil tethalon" Harry introduced with a smile. The pair greeted each other in the traditional elven way, with a grasp of the others forearm and a slight nod of the head.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Master tethalon" Darius greeted the Smith politely, acknowledging his rank and title within Night Elven Society.
"The pleasure mine young Apprentice, you must be something if you are to learn from Harry, you're his very first apprentice I believe" returned the Master with another warming smile.
Harry gave a nod of the head in affirmation of this statement and then stood to address his friend.
"I've come to acquire some weapons for my apprentice; if it's not too much trouble I would like him to try some out before he decides?" Harry asked getting straight to business.
"Of course my Friend, I always have time for you, follow me" he ordered with a grin. Harry and Darius followed him through a small door to the side of the room and found themselves being led down many stairs, a couple of minutes later they entered a huge hall which ad been divided into many different rows which extended running the length of said hall, parallel to the walls.
On further inspection Darius noticed that they were racks and that they contained innumerable weapons which were complete.
"Well, go on take your pick" The Master urged Darius who still stood frozen in shock due to the sight.
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