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Assistant: Title: Stars In Balance
        Author: Zee_Writes Zee_writes 
        Chapter: 13/15 
        Summary: Harry is all grown up (mostly) or at least of Age. It's time to learn and explore what that means, and what it means to be the Keeper of Balances. Including making sure one really important star is properly placed.  The really important question, how long can he keep his existence from Sauron’s knowledge? When he does find out, how will the Enemy react to his corruption being cleaned up by this mostly elf part maia?He still doesn’t like wearing shoes.
        Contents: Chapter 13: Lothlorien
    

    

        
          
          
            Time to head to Lothlorien. Some arguments just aren’t worth investing in.
          
        

      
        
          
          (See the end of the chapter for  notes.)
          
      
  

  
  
    
    TA 2620 - SummerIt was more difficult than he thought it would be to leave Maethel, Gonben and their son Faevel behind. Gilriant knew it wouldn’t be easy, especially as none of them wanted to miss out too much on the elfling’s childhood. Even if they knew that they would be able to easily travel back for visits. It would be easy enough to just stay. If not for the inner urging to move and learn once more. The land called to him, and the young elf needed to know how to tend to it.In a way, it helped Gilriant understand Mithrandir more. The wandering wizard had places he stayed, yet rarely for long. In fact they had talked about traveling together once the young elf had spent time in each elf haven. The point being to spend more time among some of the groups of men. If they were to one day be caretakers of much of middle earth, he needed to cultivate the relationships with them.Everything was important, everything needed to be assigned some sort of priority. Each choice needed to be weighed against what he needed time for, what he needed immediately. What had tipped the balance into heading to Lothlorien was the need to better explore his gifts. While he had learned from Elrond, Galadriel would have different things to teach him.That and spending time with Haldir’s brothers was also important. Being his bonded’s brothers, also made them his. The surprises he knew were likely in store from whatever they have thought up for pranks would be interesting. It would be fun and a different and dynamic than the one he had with Elrond. It gave Gilriant something to look forward to even with the bit of tension that lingered at the thought of being Galadriel’s student. Also the fact he wasn’t exactly traveling with a small group.Gilriant would have argued for a smaller escort, if not for those traveling with him. Okay he would have argued and probably lost, but he didn’t bother to try. Not when Celebrian declared she was due for a visit to her parents and Arwen decided she was overdue to see her grandparents. With the Ladies of Imladris in the group, Glorfindel declared the twins could fill in for him, the experience would be good for them, as he tagged along to keep them safe. Considering the near tragedy that occurred when she came back to Imladris after the last trip, it was understandable. It was also a conspiracy.Yet, it was difficult to say no, or try to argue, when he could see some of the worries ease from his brother and Atya. So Gilriant refrained from sighing, agreed, and worked to decide what he wanted to bring with him to Lothlorien. “You are a good son.” Legolas was keeping him company as he worked. “I try to be, but what makes you say that?”  The older prince smiled. “I know you are not happy at the size of the escort. Yet you are not arguing with them.” The young elf tucked a few more items in the bag. “Self-preservation as well. I do not need your father deciding to send more guards. It was difficult enough to assure him there would be a big enough escort.” Someday they might get over the attack, but it would take time. All he could do for now was continue to train and bend where it wouldn’t matter.“That and I admit I like the idea of Celebrian coming with us. I would not have asked, but it will make it easier.” Hedwig trilled encouragement from her perch where she had taken charge of picking out the clothing that he brought. Agalospen was perched next to her, but seemed rather perplexed at the process. Nemirchon on the other hand was happily helping. “Yes I know you will help too. Both by helping me look great and for moral support.”“Because Galadriel is her mother?” Gilriant inclined his head. “Yes and she backed her down before. I know that Galadriel will listen to her. I also enjoy her and Arwen’s company.” Legolas nodded. “It will be good to  have them.”*The journey managed to be a peaceful one. There may have been more patrols out to make sure orc numbers were low just prior to their trip. Gilriant chose to focus on the fact it showed how much they care. However they did pause right at the edge of where Lady Galadriel’s power began. The young elf could feel it, and it made him uneasy. The rest of the group waited patiently as he paced. Hedwig on his shoulder crooning comfortingly to him. Eventually Haldir came up beside him and caught the younger elf’s hand. Threading their fingers together it made Gilriant stop and look at him.“Right, I know it will be okay. It is just different, I can get used to it.” In Imladris, the protections were created by his brother and he grew up with them. So any sensitivity to it wasn’t a problem.  In the Greenwood, he had created the wards. That power was literally a part of him. It could no more bother him than his own magic could. “What if you entered as Tauriel?” That idea had some merit, and Gilriant paused in thought. It was worth a try.Still holding Haldir’s hand they reached inside themselves and made the shift. Black hair flooded with red, form shifting from male to female, losing height and a change in the cast of their features. Most of her clothes were made with the idea she might shift her forms so would be comfortable whatever shape she took. Just a tightening of the belt was needed. Kicking off her now loose travel boots she ignored the amusement from others at the action and walked forward.Crossing the border she could still sense the protections, but the power was muted.  Lightening from the oppressiveness to something that just lingered at the back of her awareness. “Tolerable, not completely gone but much more tolerable.” She beamed a smile at Haldir only to whirl around with a grin at the voice that interjected. “Well I hope our presence is much more than tolerable, little sister.”  With an amused trill Hedwig launched into the air as Tauriel flung herself at Rumil who caught her with a laugh.Haldir’s brothers had visited a few times while she was growing up. They also had been exchanging letters back and forth so Hedwig knew them, and they had been introduced to the chicks. She had also sent them a few presents that hopefully they made good use of over the years. “Possibly more than tolerable. Considering you just watched me pace back and forth and waited.”Rumil passed her over to Orophin who chuckled as he swept her up in a hug. “You seemed lost in thought, and had yet to actually cross the border. So we decided to let you take your time.” As Tauriel, she was actually shorter than both. Of which she was sure they would find a way to take advantage of at some point. “Forgiven then, for the moment at least. Especially since it would appear that you took patrol duty in this section just to be the ones to greet us.” Rumil smiled, “That we did. Welcome to Lothlorien.”The patrol group the brothers were leading guided them into Caras Galadhon, the heart of Lothlorien. Tauriel spent much of the ride looking around at the trees, letting their song fill her heart and distract her from other things. When the party dismounted the first thing she did was move to one of the enormous trees to place a hand upon it. To feel their strength that grew from the acorns of the mallorn trees Grandfather had gifted Galadriel. The trees that the city and homes of the galadrian elves rested upon.“Their song is so strong and beautiful, can you hear it Legolas?” Whatever form she took was still connected to the trees. As Tauriel she loved their voices as much as she did as Faircoivar or Gilriant. The prince had quietly come up alongside her, Agalospen on his shoulder as he looked up. He placed a hand to the bark of the tree. “Some, though likely not as strongly as you can.”  Tauriel hummed slightly and it was as almost if a shiver ran through the trees before she stopped. “Well we can fix that later.” “Much later, for now The Lady and Lord will be waiting to greet us.” Shifting away from the tree the elleth gave Haldir a nod. “I know. As long as I get to go climbing at some point I can wait.”“There are stairs,” Rumil commented with a lifted eyebrow.“Stairs are boring. Still I’ll use them on occasion.” Sartamar gave an amused trill at her comment.One thing Tauriel liked about the city, there were many elves that had chosen to go barefoot. So her own decision to be unshod was not remarked upon. No, it was not that which drew their attention. The communication with the trees, now that had marked her in their eyes. Even her brief greeting had drawn some of the elves out to see who was interacting with their trees. Curious elves that while they knew that the group would be arriving soon, were not quite prepared for the stir that she would bring. Hedwig and Fawkes winging in and settling on her shoulders with cheerful songs only stoked that curiosity higher.What was nice was that it was clear that Lady Galadriel was taking pains to make her comfortable. There was no mental presence observing her. They were taken to an informal sitting area and Celebrian was greeted by her parents first. Then they greeted their granddaughter allowing Tauriel to remain in the background. Of course that eventually came to an end.“I had heard that you take more than one form, but this one is new to me.” Which was a fairly diplomatic way to put it. She inclined her head in acknowledgement of the statement and unspoken question. “As I am about balance, if I am only one thing, it would not help me. So I have discovered I am able to shift. There are a few differences and preferences between each I take so each carries a different way to be addressed. I am called Tauriel when I present this way.” Galadriel’s eyes lit with interest. “Fascinating, I am looking forward to learning what you are comfortable sharing with me.”“As I am interested in learning what you can teach me.” Which was true, she really did want to learn from Galadriel and that made this easier. “Though I suspect it will be mostly as Faircoivar, as that is my strongest form in most magic. Gilriant has the best magic to deal with conflict.” She could feel the spike of amusement coming from Haldir as he suspected what was coming next. “And Haldir is not allowed to laugh at me for the fact that as Tauriel my strongest skill is archery.” She didn’t have to turn to see that both his brothers were likely sporting grins as well. “Why would that cause laughter?” It was Celeborn that asked that.“Because he had to put up with my struggles with archery growing up as Gilriant.” She did her best to keep her expression forming into a pout. “I was somewhat perplexed to have it be so easy as Tauriel. My colorful way of expressing that added to his amusement. Prince Legolas has been my primary archery instructor though I look forward to some instruction with Rumil and Orophin.”“Of course little sister, we look forward to seeing what you can do.”*The flets that were the primary places of residence were little more than open platforms high in the trees.  There were screens that could be moved to block the wind and a roof to keep off the rain. The sides remained open to the greater outdoors.  While the public platforms were often within sight of each other, the private ones were staggered so no one had an open view into another’s space. Tauriel loved it.  As did all the phoenixes who happily flew from place to place. The ones in the trees that were set up for visitors held more screens, to ease their comfort. Haldir and his brothers shared one large one, and she was more than happy to stay there as well. Of course the rather familiar other residents of the flet gave her another reason.“Oh look at you, you have gotten so big!” Tauriel beamed a smile at the venomous tentacula that were clinging to the trunk and other various perches. The three here had shed their pots for the most part, growing bigger and wrapping their roots around whatever point they chose to anchor from.  “That they have, thank you for sending them to us. They have offered quite the entertainment for many in Lothlorien,” Rumil explained. It didn’t exactly shock her that many chose to abandon pots here.  The wheeled carts wouldn’t help them get around. So picking a space they could move around comfortably in worked better, even if they couldn’t travel all over Lothlorien.She shot them an amused look. “I’m sure, where are the rest of them?”  “Some have spread among the food storage areas, a few in the guest residences, no idea how they got there of course.” Tauriel arched an eyebrow even as she set Bob’s pot down. “I’m sure you do not. Did you enjoy introducing them to other elves?” Bob took in their choices and started to pull himself out of his pot. “Oh they were quite appreciative of their charms. Lady Galadriel adopted one. Or perhaps it adopted her? Difficult to say.” Nodding at Orophin’s explanation she looked to her own plant companion.“If you want to keep traveling with me, you best not outgrow your pot. If you get too big you will have to remain behind.” She still didn’t know how much the plant understood but somehow it had only grown a small amount since it first chose to stay with her. The difference between their sizes was obvious seeing Bob up against his larger offspring.Technically she had her pick of places to stay as she was equally welcome with Celebrian and Arwen. Or a private flet of her own in the guest spaces. That was where Legolas and many of their party was. However her sister by marriage and her niece were close to Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn and she’d rather have the distance from them. Tauriel wanted to spend the time here with Haldir and his brothers. Weasly was warned that once they were up for the night, that was it until someone climbed out in the morning. Still he chose to keep sleeping by her side, and then spend the days roaming the public areas.*Lady Galadriel gave her a week to settle in before she started the lessons. Tauriel waited until the mirro’s basin had been filled before shifting. Gaining height and hair darkening, features and vocal tones shifting until Faircoivar stood there. Hedwig alighted one shoulder and to their surprise, Nemirchon settled on the other. With their presence something about the weight of the protections of Lothlorien was clarified for them. “Oh, Nenya is the ring of water. Which is why we will not see Fawkes too often here. The fire within is in conflict. Having you two will help it be more bearable, thank you both.”“Yes,” There was the sense of power that laced Galadriel’s tone. “Which is why this ring is a  heavy burden to bear. It amplifies the call of the sea. It was a great relief to me when it was lessened upon your arrival. Thank you for that.” Faircover inclined their head. “A large part of that was the return of the lost ones. The call was in part an attempt to find them and bring them to Mandos’ Halls. I also firmly believe that elves should not be forced to Valinor, but should be able to make that choice, when they are ready.” They smiled faintly. “A gentle encouragement is acceptable. A compulsion is not.”The Lady of Lothlorien studied them. “You intend to help elves have that choice. What will be the  cost to you?” They were unconcerned. “While I am sure there will be one, for all things must come in balance, I cannot completely define that yet.” Galadriel waved a hand to the basin. “Shall we see if the mirror reflects that cost for us?” Faircoivar considered the basin.Did they want to attempt to devine that answer? That was a tricky question. One that they needed to weigh against the potential consequences. An interesting contrast from their earliest life. When answers were deliberately hidden and they were not encouraged to seek them out. Now the choice was being laid in front of them and they had the feeling if they were present as Gilriant, the impulse to investigate would be difficult to resist. However, right now they were there as Faicoivar. “There is much I need to learn, so to devine an answer without having the context that is needed for it may do more harm than good. That is an answer that will come in time.” Galadriel Inclined her head, “As you wish.”A ghost of a smile curved on their lips. “I also do not wish to risk the ire of Celebrian, who I am sure has instructions from Elrond to watch over my well being. If I seek too much too fast, that would likely cause harm.” The lady of Lothlorien echoed the smile. “I would not wish to risk her wrath either for facilitating such a thing.” Hedwig gave an amused trill as Nemirchon preened their hair. “Yes, I know you both would try to prevent such things as well. I have not forgotten.”“It would seem you have many guardians.” Faicoivar gave her a crooked smile at that observation. “A balance to the time I did not have many, or any at all. It was strange at first to have those that grew angry when I was put, or when I put myself, at risk. It is a lesson that can still take me by surprise. Though less so over time.”“Time and the hand of my friend, my daughter’s husband. I cannot see him allowing such a mindset to continue.” Faircoivar inclined their head in acknowledgement of her words. “Him, Atya, Haldir and all my family and friends.” Their lips twitched. “King Thranduil has a tendency to be perturbed by such actions.” At that Galadriel lightly laughed. “He has his reasons, many of them in fact, to have a vested interest in your well being. So I shall not press you to tread too far too fast. Still we should begin.” The pair bent over the mirror basin, and their reflection rippled and shifted.*Tauriel carefully set one foot in front of another. Her visions tended to be warnings, things that needed her intervention, or information she needed to have. Rarely were they pleasant. Even at her most detached that Faircoivar could be, calm could only be taken so far. Emotional investment in people was important. So it made it all the more difficult to witness traumatic events. Neither she nor Galadriel had realized just how much it was affecting her until it was no longer Faircoivar bent over the basin, but the red-headed elleth instead.Lady Galadriel was apologetic, but this was not something whose fault could be laid at either of their feet. Learning included learning limits and stretching them. Neither knew exactly where they laid until they had already passed them. Tauriel could admit she may have not precisely explained the depth of impact the visions could have. So the Lady could be excused for not sending for an escort for her. Hedwig, however, was not fooled. Nemirchon flew off as she stayed with her elf.“Somehow I have the feeling that you are not letting Haldir pick up on how tired you are.” Tauriel focused on Legolas. Nemirchon was the phoenix currently perched on his shoulder. “Agalospen is going to scold you again.” She informed the water phoenix. He simply raised his crest and gave her a scolding trill. Then leapt off to disappear in a swirl of misty water. “Probably going to Thranduil, as Fawkes is keeping those in Imladris company.” The prince studied her with an expression of concern. Hedwig sat up and trilled at him, and the archer nodded. “Just so Lady Hedwig.”Much to her startlement, Hedwig transferred to his shoulder as her friend scooped her up into his arms. “Legolas! Put me down.” He just secured his grip on her. “You are clearly tired and overwrought. If you insist on walking I am going to insist on getting Haldir and Celebrian immediately.” Her mouth fell open even as he started to move. “What? Why? That would just make a bigger deal of this than it needs to be.” She really didn’t feel like dealing with that level of fussing. While the marchwarden didn’t tend to fuss over her, when she had pushed herself too far, he could and would be immovable in his methods to care for her. Celebrian may decide she needed to scold her mother and that just wasn’t fair to Galadriel.“Then you have no objection to me carrying you to someplace you can rest.”  She scowled, crossing her arms over her chest. When no further protests came, it actually caused Legolas to be more worried, not less. For Tauriel’s strong streak of independence to not be in primacy, spoke of a deep exhaustion, possibly both of energy and emotion. Which indicated that she would likely not want an audience for any type of conversation they might have.Fortunately he knew Lothlorien well enough that the spot he already had in mind was out of the way of most of the public areas. With an added bonus that few if any would see them on the way. Both of them remained quiet as his sure-footed stride took them to a quiet glade. While no elaborate furniture or fountains decorated the area it had the feel of cultivation to it in its beauty. Not completely wild, nor completely civilized. Without putting her down, Legolas settled them both against the base of a large tree. The roots curved around them in a protective nook. Hedwig settled in Tauriel’s lap, even as she was positioned in his.Legolas continued to refrain from talking as Tauriel started to stroke Hedwig’s feathers. The only sound was of birds and the wind through the trees. The faint buzz of insects and the scuttling of other animals. The prince simply waited, until she finally exhaled and rested her head against his shoulder. He let his cheek settle against it.  “I imagine there may be a reason why I was fetched instead of Haldir.”The gently voiced statement was quiet, only loud enough to be caught by elven hearing. Tauriel wrapped both arms around Hedwig, encouraging the phoenix to cuddle up to her. When she didn’t immediately speak, he continued to simply hold her. Finally, “Because I do not have the energy to be angry. That is the only way I know how to cope with a particular vision without breaking down completely when he is nearby.”Briefly his hold around her tightened before relaxing back into just a gentle cradle. “That particular one tends to show up when you have pushed yourself too hard.” The calm observation was something Tauriel was already aware of. “Perhaps that is a way to get you to stop, before you cause too much harm. Your visions are rarely kind to your emotions.” Which also was a thought that already had occurred to her.“Yet I cannot close myself off from them.” Legolas let the silence fall for a moment before he observed, “More will not I believe. As they are useful warnings and often give you knowledge you would not already have.” Tauriel started stroking Hedwig’s feathers again in lieu of answering. The ice phoenix crooned soothingly at her. “Perhaps we should make plans for helping you settle after your lessons.” Legolas’ voice held no judgement, merely a suggestion.“You are never seriously physically harmed in any of my visions.” If the words surprised Legolas, he gave no sign. “It is difficult seeing all the ways I fail to protect people.” Now that, he decided to address. “You are not responsible for keeping everyone from harm. To believe so will only hurt and discourage you. The only one responsible for anyone coming to harm is whatever caused the harm to them.” Both of them knew she would blame herself if she closed down the visions and missed a warning. “I will be ready after your next lesson. A shoulder if you need that, a distraction if that would serve better.”“You do not need to do that.” Legolas swiftly rebutted, “I choose to do so.” Which was difficult for her to refute as letting people make their own choices was important to her. “I am sure  you have better things to do.”“Your well being is a priority to me.”“ . . . You are going to tell Haldir that I was upset and tired out.”“I sincerely doubt that I will need to tell him anything.”Tauriel exhaled, and allowed herself to accept the comfort that was being offered. Neither spoke further on it. Just rested in the quiet and the calm of each other’s presence.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          Hail and well met friends!  I hope those of you in the northern hemisphere are enjoying spring and in the southern having a pleasant fall. Two of my favorite times of year.Yeah Gilriant has learned that there are just some arguments there are no point in engaging in. He’s better off saving his energy for ones that he  has an actual chance of winning.We are likely to see mainly Tauriel outside of lessons and musical performances. For a variety of reasons it's much easier for her to cope with Lothlorien than any other version of Harry.There are some different lore on venomous tentacula, including the thought that they can use their roots to go up and down walls as full grown plants. So for Lothlorien it makes plenty of sense for them to abandon pots to climb around their spaces. Bob’s cart isn’t going to be helpful with the various elevations so he’ll be more limited on where he can travel.Cats are very good at going up trees, not so much going down. The private flets have ladders over stairs so for the most part he’s getting a ride up and down.Tauriel is as discreetly as possible trying to keep from impacting others with  her upset over the visions, or pulling those she has strong bonds with into seeing them.  Which will be a possibility down the road even for those without the gift. Working together Elrond has already shared some with Harry.You all always inspire me to keep going.  All your support is always noted and very much appreciated. I seriously keep being in awe of how big this story has gotten, and that is in large part because of you. THANK YOU SNIPPETRumil: You promised us hands on lessons for making glitterHarry: Yes I did. We are going to need to make a side trip to the Dale for supplies. The phoenixes can take us to shorten the trip.Orophin: okay, when are we going?Harry: Eyes them. - You are going to need to be polite to dwarves.Rumil and Orophin both look at HaldirHaldir: There are some tolerable ones. I think you will like them.Rumil and Orophin look at each other then back to HarryRumil: We will be politeOrophin: If they are not we reserve the right to prank themHarry: Fair enough SNIPPETHarry: Tries to surprise Orophin by dropping out of the tree and landing on his backOrophin: Well if you just wanted a piggy back ride you only had to askHarry: Wait no, that’s not what I wanted. I’m not an elfling anymoreOrophin: You should have thought of that before.  Now it’s too late.'
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