Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings (both the books and the movies) and Harry Potter belongs to their respective owners. I only own the plot, and any character you don't recognize - like Hamon and Ladriel.

Category: This is a Harry Potter/Lord of the Rings crossover, taking place the summer after fifth year(HP) and when Strider leds the Hobbits to Imaldris/Rivendell.

Pairings: Hermione/Legolas, but not for some time, Aragorn/Arwen, mentions of Harry/Luna, Faramir/Eowyn, maybe Boromir/OC

Summary: He sent her there to keep her safe. He should have known she would somehow manage to get involved in a war and come back home - even when home was in bigger troubles than the other place. And, her being who she was, he should have known that she would get involved in this war too. And nothing he would say would get her to change her mind. Her brother would just have to accept that. If he didn't... well, there was always the tempting option of hexing him.

Notes: Mae govannen (Well met), Aragorn son of Arathorn is elvish. Elvish words used will have their translations between () the first time. If anyone ask, I can make a list at the end of the chapters if it is easier.

I hope you'll enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it ! Please review to tell me what you think of it, and don't hesitate to point out any mistakes you notice, I probably made some since english isn't my mother language.

Hermione stood in the backyard of her house, blindfolded, a beautiful sword in her hand. She stood still for a few moments, before suddently turning around and blocking the oncoming sword with her own. She started attacking the man who held it, even if she couldn't see him. It didn't ressemble a fight as much as a dance, and she revealed in the feeling of being one with her blade. The noise of crashing swords was like music to her ears, until she heard a women calling for her.

"My lady? There's someone on the phone for you."

"I'm coming, Ladriel. Who is it?"

"It is your friend Harry. He sounds quite urgent."

Hermione frowned as she took off the blindfold and ran inside, grabbing the phone.

"Harry?"

"Mione! Thank God you're there!" He sounded relieved.

"What happened, Harry? Where are you? The Weasleys don't have a phone…"

"I'm at Lunas home. They moved to Grimmauld, Mione, without asking my permission, but it is my house! And they are starting to scare me, Mione! I overheard Ron and Ginny, they…"
"Harry, don't speak about this on the phone. Take the knight bus and meet me in Diagon Alley. Bring Luna with you, and try to find a way to disguise yourself, allright? I'll be there in ten."

She hung up and called for her guardians.

Hamon, Ladriel! I need to get to Diagon Alley, and I want you to come with me. I have a bad feeling about this.

She grabbed her sword, which she hid unter her jacket, and a leather postman bag that laid on the floor. The two adults nodded and followed her lead, grabbing their weapons and concealing them in their clothes. Then they used the floo to get to the Leaky Cauldron.

"Psst! Hermione!"

It was Luna signaling to her from the stairs. She nodded once and they went to the first floor, where Luna and Harry were waiting for them. She hugged her friends quickly, before following them inside the room they had rented.

"Guys, those are Hamon and Ladriel. Hamon, Ladriel, Harry and Luna. Now tell me what happened, Harry."

It appeared that Harry had overheard Mrs Weasley talking with her two youngest about him. So far nothing worrying, but when she started telling Ginny she had to hurry to get Harry to love her so that when he died defeating Voldemort, they could get his money, and that Ron had better stop acting jealous or Dumbledore would stop paying him for spying on Harry, said boy had freaked out and had run away from Grimmauld Place and to Lunas home. Said girl had secretly been his girlfriend since Christmas, and only Hermione knew about their relationship, so he was safe there. But Harry had also overheard something about the Gryffindor prefect. In addition to the money he was receiving, Ron had been promised to do whatever he wanted with her.

The killing intent the young woman was radiating once he told her that was enough to make the furnitures shake, and the two adults next to her were exchanging nervous looks.

"I'm going to kill them. And Dumbledore. It wouldn't surprise me if this is some kind of masterplan to be seen as an hero again, and he would probably kill you himself so as not to share the glory. Meddlesome old goat! I bet he had something to do with Sirius' death in june too. We now have to face two foes at the same time. And my brother thought I would be safer here…"she muttered.

Ithilethiel (Moon Maiden)… Ladriel began, but was cut off by a massive explosion that rocked the whole building.

"Deatheaters!" Hermione said somberly. "Harry, Luna, I want you to follow Hamon. Hamon, bring them to safety. If you have to, take them to our world.

The man looked at her with wide eyes.

But My Lady…

No buts, Hamon Son of Hadon! If the need arose, you shall take them to our world. Take them to the Lady of the Woods, for she will probably have pressented their arrival. Ladriel and myself shall try to aid the fight here, and shall the fight get out of hand, we will leave for Imaldris. I will deal with my brothers anger. Go now!

With pursed lips, the dark-haired man bowed and turned to the teens.

"Come, young ones. I'll take you to safety."

"Mione!"Harry started, obviously reluctant at running away while she was staying to fight.

"Harry, Luna, I want you to follow Hamon. Trust him with your lives, for he was trusted with mine and has yet to fail me."

"But…"

"Is that clear, Hadrian?" Hermione tonned, using her friends full name for the first time. Her voice was cold and commanding, and she unsheated her sword, imitated by the fair-haired women.

Harry only nodded and followed Hamon to the back of the Inn, searching for a way to escape. Meanwhile, Hermione and Ladriel had come down to the main room of the Inn were Deatheaters were battling against Aurors who were way over their heads. Hermione smirked as she swung her sword in a circle in front of her, just like her brother often did, reflecting two killing curses to their senders.

"You are not welcome here" She said coldly. "Leave now or suffer my displeasure."

The deatheater laughed at that, but their laugther disappeared when they saw that she was sending their spells back at them with astounding accuracy, and turned to looks of fear when she charged them head on, her sword accompanying her in her lethal dance and Ladriel having her back covered. Together, they killed eight of the twenty wizards, ten if you counted the two who had received their own killing curse in the face, before said wizards started fighting back. At first, the two of them managed to keep them off, allowing the patrons of the Inn to flee, but they quickly called for reinforcement, and even the two swordmistresses gulped when they saw the fiftly deatheaters that appeared.

Ladriel, we have to get out of here. Hamon took the others to the Lady of the Woods, now is our time to go home.

But your brother…

My brother will understand that I am in more danger here than I ever was at home. We are leaving now!

And with that, she jumped out of the fighting lot and ran upstairs, followed by her guardian. Both of them had suffered some injuries, Hermione having caught the worst of them with a large cut on her shoulder that was badly bleeding., so they had no problem smearing a small amount of blood on the pendants they both wore.

Take us to Imaldris Hermione whispered as the door of the room they were hiding in exploded. As the vortex began to take her away, a stray spell hit her square in the back. As she was taken away by the vortex, her last conscious thought was: Brother is going to kill me.