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"Finally!" Erestor mumbled as Harry took the bandages off his leg. He had told him that elves healed fast but the Maia had still refused to move on until he was satisfied with the healing.

"Oh, don't be so impatient. This army of yours is not going to just stop existing if we take a little longer."

"No, it won't. But it is possible for the army to start marching without us and then we would never be able catch up."

Harry looked at Erestor incredulously, "You do realize how slow an army moves, right?"

Erestor just looked at him and Harry face-palmed.

"An army is huge-huge things do not move fast, even when they want to. Regardless of your army's speed we can easily catch up to them because we don't have to worry about supply lines and reinforcements."

"We should still get moving." Erestor pointed out, sounding anxious to be mobile again.

"True enough" Harry sighed as he stood and offered a hand up to Erestor.

Both were silent as Harry vanished the fire ashes and Erestor finished packing his blanket. Erestor shouldered his pack, glanced to see if Harry had finished and they both continued their trek towards the army. Only a little after midday Erestor realized that Harry had begun calling the army 'his' army instead of 'my' or 'our'.

"Harry of England, why are you referring to King Gil-Galad's army as mine, is it not also your destination?"

Harry hesitated, "It is now my destination but I do not think that I will be fighting."

Erestor stopped, "Then you lied to me." He was furious at what he saw as being played for a fool.

"What?! I have not lied to you!" Harry was indignant-he had saved Erestor's life and now the elf was calling him a liar!

"When I first encountered you, you stated that you wished to follow me and join the army!"

"Not to fight, I si-", but before Harry could explain Erestor interrupted.

"Then to do what! All an Army does is fight. Why should you even-"

"Erestor" Harry growled hoping to have Erestor stop and at least think before he got even more pissed off.

At this Erestor stopped and realized that he had not allowed Harry to explain his reasoning-Harry had helped him thus far and it was common courtesy to at least let him explain.

"I apologize for my temper, but clear up your meaning as I wish to know presently if you have no plan of keeping your word."

"I plan to talk and heal. I have had plenty of fighting and will only do so if necessary. Is that clear enough? I have broken no word of mine. I simply said I would join, not in what capacity." Honestly, were all elves that inexperienced in wordplay?

"But you are a powerful warrior and you could do much good with your sword and gift of magic!"

"I do not plan on using my magic-in fact if you would be kind enough no one but you shall know of my magic." And if he was not kind enough Harry was thinking what memory spells would affect elves the same way they do humans.

Harry had been dwelling on these thoughts for the past several days, and at first he had used magic simply because he had not thought that it was uncommon. That was a mistake on his part. He did not want to be looked at as overly powerful, or some messenger from the gods as Erestor seemed to think. If magic brought about such he reactions he would simply not show his magic.

"Why?" Erestor sounded confused now, "your magic could ensure victory for the Free Peoples of Middle-Earth…Why should you hide it? And why should I?"

Harry was silent as he continued walking.

Before bedding down that night Erestor announced that they would be within scouting distance of the army by midday tomorrow. As he unrolled his blankets he glanced at Harry and said stiffly, "If it is truly your wish I will not reveal your gifts Harry. Not because I agree with you but because I owe you that much. But keep in mind that I do not agree with this period."

With that he laid down his back facing Harry.

"That is all I ask." Harry said softly as he stared at Erestor's back. He was glad that Erestor was agreeing not to mention his magic; Obliviate always left a dirty taste in his mouth. Not to mention the problems that would occur if the spell worked differently on elves.