AN: do not own Harry Potter or LOTR worlds. Just playing with the characters.

Summary:

In the summer after his fifth year Harry was once again at the Dursley, trying to deal with the loss of Sirius, facing Voldemort and the nightmares of his life. When everything became too much, he made a wish up on a shooting star. The Valar granted him this wish and took him to Middle Earth. In the care of Lord Elrond and his family Harry recovers and grows up a strong powerful Wizard.

But Harry must return to The wizarding world to deal with Voldemort. How will his friends, teachers and Dumbledore take this new Harry? And why did the Valar granted him this wish?

1. The wish.

Wishing magic can be a dangerous thing. Especially to those who have no control over their power or their emotions.

Harry couldn't get away from the pain. Everything was getting too much. For years he had battled Voldemort, for years he had prevented the Dark Lord to return. Last year he had failed in that quest and Lord Voldemort was once again capable of raging a war. If the pain of the constant connection between them and the emotional exhausting of what had happened during his fourth year at Hogwarts wasn't enough, his fifth year was even worse.

Nobody knew the constant emotional pain he was in. They didn't know why he was so angry with everything. Harry tried to hide it but more than often his stress boiled to the surface. Even he didn't know why.

In the end this ignorance resulted in a nightmare that Harry couldn't seem to be waking up from. The moment he watched his godfather fall, ripped his heart and soul into pieces. It broke him.

But nobody knew. He hid it behind a mask of calm. He listened patiently to what the old Headmaster had to say but he couldn't care. He couldn't find it in him to do anything but to fight the pain and keep it locked up.

Now he was back at Privet Drive number 4. Back where all the pain had started. They had send him back without any thought. The Dursley's hadn't been that bad. They ignored him most of the time and he was okay with that. Though he realized it would have been nice to have a Molly Weasley like person around to hug him when he needed it.

Harry was standing in his bedroom, looking to the sky. Hedwig was sitting on his shoulder, her head leaning against his. He knew she was trying to comfort him, to help him through the pain but it wasn't working.

"Why does it hurt so much, Hedwig?" He softly whispered. For the first time in years tears started to flow down his cheek. "What have I done to deserve this?"

The owl hooted softly and rubbed her head against his. It was a motherly gesture. One that broke his walls down completely. A muffled wail escaped his lips and his tears were let loose.

He held himself upright by gripping the window sill. Under the watchful stars Harry cried for everything that had happened to him.

After a while Harry looked up at the stars.

"I wish Hedwig, that I could get away from it all. I wish there was a place we could go to just to be happy. A place with no expectations other than to be happy. Away from the pain. I really wish that." Harry told his trusted companion.

He closed his eyes and wished for these things again. Slowly the pain consumed him. The loss of his godfather had taken up every space in his heart. He sank to his knees and cried.

He never saw the shooting star flashing brightly across the sky. He never saw all the stars pulsating in answer to his wishes.

His guard outside did notice the strange occurrence in the sky. She also noticed the small orb of pure white light in Harry's bedroom. She watched in horror as the light grew until it was blinding her. She felt a wave of love being emitted from the room she was watching.

When the light disappeared Harry was gone.

Utter panic set in as she released he wasn't there.

Lord Elrond gasped as the pain took him by complete surprise. It grabbed around his heart. It was pain of loss. It was emotional hurt. Ripping at him, trying to tear him apart.

He wasn't sure how it hit him or where it came from but the moment he started fighting it a vision pulled him in. Inside his mind he saw a child, raven dark hair and vivid green eyes. A beautiful white bird sat on his shoulders. The child couldn't be more than fifteen summers old. The surroundings of the child didn't look familiar to him. It was a space unlike anything Elrond had seen in his long life.

His focus was pulled to the child again as another flash of pain stabbed him. The child was on his knees, tears streaked down his face and his green eyes conveyed amount of pain no human child should ever suffer. The pain Elrond was feeling was the same pain the child was in. The Lord of Imladris watched as the light of the Valar wrapped around the boy and emitted nothing more than love.

Help him. A voice echoed through his mind as the vision ended.

"Ada? What is wrong?" A young girl asked him.

Elrond shook his head again to clear away the vision.

"The Valar gave me a glimpse of things elsewhere, my dear child." Elrond said as got up.

"You look like you are in pain. Are you sure everything is alright?" Arwen asked again.

"Yes, the vision came with a lot of pain." He explained.

He kneeled down in front of his daughter and took her small hands.

"Sometimes the sight does not only give us images. Sometimes the Valar grants us a glimpse at the emotions that belong to those images."

"So what you saw held a lot of pain."

"I saw a human child. About the same age as your brother's are in human years."

"And this child was in pain?" the young elf-maiden asked.

"Very much so…"

Commotion at the gates pulled Lord Elrond out of his explanation. He heard Glorfindel shout orders and Elladan shouting back. He quickly straightened up and looked out over the balcony.

"Arwen, please go find your mother and tell her to come to the gates." He whispered to his daughter.

"Alright, Ada," The young girl ran off in search of her mother.

Lord Elrond was two steps behind her. He quickly walked towards the gate. Glorfindel and his twins had been on an educational scouting trip at the borders for the last two days. Glorfindel was learning the two how to track and scout. Even though the old elf had issues with the twin's playful character there had never been issues between them. The twins learned a lot and Glorfindel claimed they helped him keep him young and keep his mind sharp.

Now however it sounded like all Morgoth's creatures had broken lose. The shouting was turning every elf's attention to the gates.

"No, can't you see he is sick. He needs to go to our Ada!" Elrohir shouted.

"He might be a spy. He could be dangerous." Glorfindel argued back. "we can't just bring him into lord Elrond's quarters."

"There is no need to, Glorfindel." Elrond quickly called as he ran up to the shouting trio. "Now what is wrong?"

"Ada! This boy just appeared! He is sick and injured!" Elrohir quickly explained as he pointed to a raven-haired boy that had his head in Elladan's lap.

Immediately Elrond remembered his vision. This was the boy from that vision. The black hair, the tears streaked face, even the pained lines on his face were the same. Elrond closed his eyes and pulled up the images he had seen only minutes before.

Help him. The words returned to him again.

Though it was rarely that his visions came directly with an order from the Valar, so he couldn't ignore it. Nor could he even find it in his heart to turn the boy away. He remembered the pain the boy had been in. The pain that was still clamping around his heart.

In a graceful movement he kneeled next to his son. Carefully he turned the raven-haired boy on his back.

"He appeared out of thin air. Just inside the border." Elladan explained. "He fell quite hard, Ada. There was a bird with him but it took off the moment we appeared. We only saw the bird one more time after that."

Elrond nodded and carefully checked the boy for injuries. Besides a bump on the head, some scratches, malnourishment and a slight fever he appeared to be free of anything lethal. The fact that the boy was unconscious could have been a result from the bump on the head. Lord Elrond thought the boy had a small concussion.

"He isn't badly injured." Lord Elrond told his sons. He carefully pulled up the short shirt up to check for abdominal injuries. He found nothing of immediate concern but the scars he found were shocking.

"By the Valar." Glorfindel hissed. "It looks like he has been through many battles but that's impossible, he is not even an adult in the human world."

Lord Elrond nodded in consent. Before he could reply he was alerted by hurried footsteps. He immediately recognized them as those of Celebrían.

"Valar! What happened?"

"The boys and Glorfindel found him at the border. He doesn't appear to be lethally injured, just knocked out."

"We should take him to the house of healing. It's too cold for him to lay on the floor." Celebrían said softly. Elrond nodded and ordered two of the guards to carefully bring the boy to the house of healing. He and Celebrían followed them quickly. Elladan and Elrohir stayed with Glorfindel to round up their lessons.

Back on Earth:

Tonks ran towards the new Headquarters. An old derelict building that was once owned by Hestia. She didn't even look around for Death Eaters when she crossed the street. Just minutes ago she had seen Harry disappear. After a few quick scans she confirmed that Harry was indeed not in the house anymore. In a state of panic, she left to inform Dumbledore.

She ran her wand over the door and pressed her other hand against it. A soft click confirmed she had been allowed in. She pushed the door open and without stumbling ran to the kitchen.

"Harry is gone!" She yelled as she threw the door open. Every head in the room turned to her. There was a full order meeting going on and everybody was there.

"What do you mean, Harry is gone?" Molly was the first to ask.

"He is gone. Not in the house anymore. He was there and then he was gone!" Tonks yelled in her panic.

"Nymphadora, perhaps you should start at the beginning." Dumbledore said.

Tonks sighed and sank down into a chair.

"I was watching Harry tonight. He was looking out the window, his owl on his shoulder. He disappeared from sight so I casted a see-through charm. I saw him sitting on his knees like he was crying. I couldn't hear what he said but there was a murmur coming from his room. I think he was talking to himself or his owl. Suddenly a bright white light appeared in his room. First a small dot but it grew until I could no longer look at it without hurting my eyes. When the light disappeared, Harry was gone. I checked every inch of the house, back yard and the alley behind it for him but he is gone."

The room fell silent and everybody looked at Dumbledore.

He nodded and got up.

"Severus, Arthur, Bill and Nymphadora. You four are coming with me. Molly I want you to go home and check with your children if they know where Harry is. Kingsley, I want you to go to the Grangers to check if Hermione knows anything. We meet back here in twenty minutes."

Everybody nodded and did what they were told. Tonks rushed after Dumbledore and apparated to Privet Drive. She watched as Dumbledore rushed to the house and preformed some spectacular magic.

"Wishing magic…" She heard him mutter before he turned around and faced her. "Do you remember any specific things happening shortly before Harry was gone?"

"Well, there was one thing but it can't have anything to do with that…"

"Just tell me."

"Well there was a shooting star just a few seconds before the white light showed up. Also when the shooting star passed all the stars seemed to lit up for a second. But that can't have anything to do with it."

"Albus?" Severus asked.

"We'll go back to Headquarters before I give you all my theory."

Five minutes later they were all back.

"Molly, what did Ron and Ginny say?" Tonks immediately asked.

"They didn't know where he was. They were in quite a state of panic when they heard the news."

"And Hermione?" She asked Kingsley.

"She didn't know anything either. She demanded for me to take her along to help looking for him." The senior auror said.

"I'll get her tomorrow." Arthur said. "I'm sure she and Ron need each other's support right now."

Tonks sighed and sank down in a comfortable chair. Harry, their only hope, had disappeared on her watch. She felt a depression and headache come up. She had liked Harry a lot when they met last year. He was funny and shared her sense of humor. She felt he could be a great friend and now he was missing. She prayed to Merlin that they would find him quickly. Before the Death Eaters did at least.

"Albus, what did you find?" Molly asked nervously.

"He isn't there anymore. What ever happened there aren't any signs of dark magic or violence. Harry didn't plan to leave. The only things gone are his wand and owl. His glasses were still there laying on the floor."

"He is almost blind without them." Molly muttered worriedly.

"Albus, what do you think happened?" Arthur asked as he rubbed his wife's arm to comfort her.

"I have a theory but it's nothing more than a theory. There hasn't been much research about it so I'm not even sure if it's possible. But I think Harry wished to disappear."

"Wished?" Severus asked.

"There are theories about Wishing magic. There is a reason why muggles claim that when they see a shooting star they can make a wish. Nymphedora said she saw a shooting star seconds before Harry disappeared. My scans detected a certain accidental magic so it's not hard to imagine that with all that has happened that Harry wished to be somewhere else. Also he is powerful enough to evoke any kind of old magic."

Silence fell up on them as they let the explanation of the headmaster set in. Tonks found it hard to believe but she had seen the desperate state Harry had been in seconds before he disappeared. She also had seen how powerful he really was. Dumbledore's explanation made a bit of sense.

"Then, where is he?" Molly asked.

"Well, I had hoped he would have wished to be at the Burrow or maybe with Hermione but I guess that would have been too easy. With Harry nothing is easy." Dumbledore sighed.

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