Disclaimer: I do not own, in any way, shape, or form, Harry Potter or the Lord of the Rings. I write solely for fun, not money.

Plan for a monthly posting schedule

Warnings: MxM, Fantasy violence,

Harry watched in horror as the one man that had promised to take him away from the nightmare of abuse the Dursleys heaped on him was hit by one of Bellatrix's spells, which caused the male to fall towards the shimmering, billowing Veil. WIthout even thinking about it, Harry's well-honed Seeker instincts had him across the floor and grabbing at the sleeve of Sirius's robe. Unfortunately, Sirius outweighed the slim boy by quite a bit and coupled with the momentum he had, Harry was pulled into the Veil as well. There was maybe a second of shocked silence before it was broken by screams of unimaginable pain coming from Voldemort as he collapsed out of the shadows in the back of the room. Before the combatants shocked eyes, a black cloud rose out of Voldemort's open mouth. As soon as the cloud left him, Voldemort quit screaming and collapsed into a pile of dust. The cloud hovered ominously for a moment over the pile of ashes before being sucked into the Veil by an unknown force. As all of the combatants stood there in shock, Aurors showed up and bound everyone before beginning in depth questioning using Veritaserum.

Once questioned, people were either released to the room at large or escorted down to the holding cells in the depths of the Auror's Department. It was during this questioning under truth serum that Lucius's roll as a spy for the Unspeakables came out, which shocked the room into a brief silence before quiet murmurs filled the air once again. If one were to listen in, he or she could hear anything in those conversations ranging from queries as to where the Veil takes people to someone asking where Dumbledore is during all this to what happened to You-Know-Who and anything in between. Once Lucius was cleared and released he made his way over to the Veil and stared at it pensively.

"I don't suppose you know what happened to my cub? Since it turns out that you work in this Department, after all."

Lucius spun around at hearing the quiet voice almost directly in his ear. A tired looking Remus Lupin with glowing amber eyes is what met his sight. Seeing the grief shining in those amber depths, Lucius made a quick decision. Looking around the room, Lucius could see that no one else was near enough to listen in, but decided to take no chances and began to walk off, gesturing once to Lupin to follow after. They had just exited the room, when a commotion was heard behind them. Glancing briefly back, the two men were able to make out a bright flash of atrocious colored robes before sharing a tired, amused glance and continuing onwards. They continued moving down the hallway until Lucius stopped at an ornately carved and gilded door. Looking around to make sure that no one followed them, Lucius then brought his wand up to his face and murmured something that Remus, even with his exceptional hearing brought on by his furry little problem didn't catch, although he did note the change in Lucuis's eyes as they glowed a neon shade of green. Lucuis quickly scanned the hallway again before the spell faded, before gently knocking on the door in front of him on the side opposite the door handle, causing the door to swing open on the side opposite the hinges. The two males wasted no time and quickly entered the room, only relaxing tense muscles when the door swung shut behind them.

Remus looked around the room he now found himself in with a sense of awe as Lucius made his way across the room and around a large desk which had oversized chairs placed before it, only stopping briefly to remove his robes and hand them up. He had heard rumors about the Unspeakables, what child growing up in the Wizarding world hadn't, but this was the first time he had ever been able to meet one of the extremely reclusive, generally unknown beings. The office Remus found himself in had numerous diagrams hung up on the walls in between massive, floor to ceiling bookcases. On the shelves were a mix of old tomes, modern reference books, and sealed glass vials that contained who-knew-what, several of which were bubbling and slowly changing colors. Remus was brought out of his visual exploration by Lucius clearing his throat and speaking.

"Drink? I need one after today and I'm rather sure that one would do you some good as well."

"Yes, thank you," Remus quietly replied as he moved forward and let himself finally rest in one of the chairs before the desk.

Lucius opened a drawer on the desk, reached in, and pulled out a dusty bottle of Firewhiskey and a pair of shot glasses. After pouring out a generous amount in both, Lucius slid one across the desk and took the other for himself. He then placed the bottle in the center of the desk, making it clear without words that Remus was to help himself to more liquor whenever he felt the need. The alcohol was consumed in quiet as the two men lost themselves in their own thoughts, neither one quite sure what to make of the events that just occurred. It wasn't until Lucius was finishing his second glass that Remus cleared his throat and straightened himself in the chair, giving a serious look to the aristocratic blond on the other side of the desk.

"I'm sure that you will have to answer many questions about your loyalties and your spying. How you got into it, when you started doing it, are the rest of your family spies or just you, and so on. I'll admit that I'm as curious as the next person, but I can have patience for those answers. They aren't nearly as important in the long run as what happened to my cub and my last remaining pack mate. Please, tell me what you know about the Veil."

Lucius was amazed at the self restraint of the man seated before him. Almost anyone else would be tearing into him for answers about everything he had done, both during this war and the last one. But Remus was willing to push his curiosity aside so that he could have answers about his family first. Lucius paused briefly before answering to pour himself more alcohol. Holding up the bottle towards Remus, and receiving a nod, Lucius poured the werewolf another round as well, before setting the bottle down on the desktop.

"Thank you for holding back your questions. Otherwise it would take a great deal longer to arrive at the answers you seek if I had to start at the beginning. I will let you know about my family though, for your safety and theirs. Draco is innocent of any connection to the Death Eaters. When I felt he was old enough to be trusted with the truth, I asked him to make an Unbreakable Vow for the safety of the both of us then I explained everything to him. Both what I did for my job and what, exactly, the Dark Lord did. Torture included. Draco chose to join me and had to act a certain way in order to keep himself safe.

"Our family's motto is "A Malfoy bows to no one", and after seeing what my father choose to do as he forgot that, I had to do whatever I could to redeem our family's honor. Narcissa," Lucius spat out. "She needs to be dealt with. She is truly on the Dark Lord's side and always has been. Fortunately I will be able to divorce her with very little difficulty on my part. The marriage contract between our two families was very explicit about the consequences of infidelity and I have irrefutable proof of numerous occasions that she broke the sanctity of our marriage bed. The only good thing in the marriage our parents foisted off on me is Draco. Narcissa is just as crazy as her more well known sister, Bellatrix, but the Blacks, then the Malfoys, have been able to conceal it better. It is rather fortunate that Andromeda failed to fall victim to the Black family affliction.

"Anyway, about the Veil," Lucius poured out more alcohol as he changed the subject. "It has been strenuously tested and examined throughout the years since it was created. And what has been discovered about it is fascinating. It...judges, sorts?...whatever crosses through it and places said items where they belong. Although we still do not know what criteria it judges on. It took a great deal of testing over a long time to determine that much, as items that went through never came back out the way they went in. It was really only luck that found the first "returned" item. Someone tossed one of the prophecy spheres in. It was found the next day back in the Hall of Prophecy in its place, none the worse for wear. It was also discovered that the Veil took all of what was tossed in. That was discovered via a rather childish prank played on the then Head Unspeakable when someone sent a spell at him that gave him a reverse mohawk. He was standing just in front of the Veil when it occurred and some of the hair drifted in. He was completely bald the moment a hair drifted inside.

"Eventually, experiments moved up from inanimate objects to living things and then onto people. Those sentenced to Azkaban were used which is how it was discovered that if a person had creature blood, which all Wizards do, the creature blood was activated and they were sent to where ever the main homeland of whatever blood was activated. Some of the criminals never were found though. It was hypothesized that those never found had creature blood from one of the other planes, such as Abaddon where the demons dwell or Jannah where the Djinn are found, and were returned there. Since not even the Unspeakable department will play around with demon summoning anymore and the Djinn have made it well known that they will not have anything to do with the Wizarding world as it currently exists, there was no way to find out the conclusions to that idea."

"So, what you're saying is that Harry and Sirius could be back where ever the Veil decides "home" is for them? We just have to figure out which creature blood was activated?" Remus looked hopeful as he asked, but then his face morphed into a look of confusion. "What happened to Voldemort then? Why did he scream, then fall to dust? He wasn't anywhere close to the Veil. In fact, no one even knew that he was in the room."

"The Dark Lord first I think," Lucius said pensively. "Remember what I said about all of something being pulled into the Veil? Whether it's hair, blood, skin, bone, whatever, it will be pulled out of the body and taken by the Veil. The Dark Lord had been creating Horcruxes for years, which is how the Unspeakables came into the picture. Having been marked against my will because of my father and placed in Voldemort's inner circle, it was decided that I had the best chance of finding out what they were, where they were, and the means to destroy them. The only one I had known of for sure was the diary He had entrusted me with. I had been searching for years for a means to destroy it, when it disappeared from my hidden safe. I found out later that Narcissa had used polyjuice to impersonate me and place the diary on Ginny Weasley. It was only Potter's luck that found out that Basilisk venom could destroy the things."

Lucius paused a moment and took a sip of his Firewhiskey before continuing.

"It was thought among the members of the Department that Harry might have also been a Horcrux. It takes a murder to make one, as murder causes a shock to the murderer's soul allowing a brief moment where it is possible to tear a bit of it away and seal it into a vessel, and the fact is that both of Harry's parents were killed immediately before the Dark Lord tried to take Harry's life. The fact that the killing curse rebounded is generally thought to be proof, since the Horcrux would never let its maker destroy it. The proof of Harry being a Horcrux was discovered here, tonight. The way the Dark Lord screamed and collapsed, leaving only ashes and a dark cloud that sped its way into the Veil after the Potter boy was all the proof this department needs. That dark cloud was the tattered remains of a soul torn beyond thought. I wouldn't be surprised to discover when we go back out there that there have been other dark, tattered clouds streaming into the Veil."

"Wait, you said that the Veil would put back the item in the place it belonged. Wouldn't it put You-Know-Who's soul back into his body?"

"I also told you it takes about a day to do so. And if the body is dead, there is nowhere else for the soul to go except on to judgement. The Veil has been extensively studied. Under many different scenarios. Now about Potter and Black," Lucius stared at the remainder of his drink before knocking it back all at once. "There might be a bit of a problem with where they will end up. One of Black's ancestors several thousand years ago was an elf. While it's not uncommon among the Purebloods to have creature blood, this elf was of an unknown species. He looked like the High Elves we know about, but his blood was different.

"Rumors passed down in my family say that the elf just appeared one day as a child, battered and bloody looking. The then Lord Black had his family nurse said child back to health and, once he was an adult, the elf married one of the daughters of the House, fathering many children before he fell ill to one of the many plagues that occurred at that time. I don't know how accurate that is, but it is known that the children married other Purebloods and so on and so forth. Some of the descendents married back into the House of Black, others married into other families. The long and the short of it however is that Black Blood, and other Purebloods, have traces of this foreign blood. The Veil might determine that Black should go back to the place it originates from. Having examined Potter's family tree years ago to determine if it was something in his blood that allowed him to survive that Halloween night, I can tell you that the House of Black is surprisingly interwoven with the House of Potter and that Harry carries a great deal of Black blood in his veins. Especially considering that James' mother was a daughter of that House and that Sirius and he were cousins."

Lucius shifted a bit and looked uncomfortable before continuing on.

"I had Harry's mother's blood tested at one time. It turned out that Lily Evans was also of Black descent. Her mother was an unknown bastard of the House, fathered by the then Lord, who was a well-known philanderer and the reason that any marriage contract under taken with that House had a fidelity clause. I was never able to find a way to slip that knowledge to Lily or James without breaking cover, and any laws I had tried to get passed in the Wizengamut about required blood testing for all Muggleborns was consistently blocked by Dumbledore who seemed to have his own reasons for keeping the muggleborns from knowing if they were related to any Pureblooded families. So Harry is a Pureblood, with Black blood from both sides of the tree. The only good news I can see in this circumstance is that the two of them will most likely arrive in their destination together. That and, of course, the Dark Lord's defeat."

Based on a line in the

Silmarillion

* But Celegorm's servants had thrown Dior's twin sons, Elwing's brothers, into the wild woods outside Menegroth to die…

One of the brothers repented of the abandoning of the twin boys, but when he went back to collect them, they were no where to be found. So I thought that it would be interesting if they had somehow made their way into Harry's world.