Hey guys! So this is my new Story. Read it and let me know what you think. Constructive reviews only!
Re doing this chapter as I've been writing notes about my OC's and some things dont add up!
Nessa couldn't believe her luck, as her head lay on her lover's chest. She listened to his soothing heartbeat as she thought about what had come to pass, sometimes when she lay like this or in the midst of battle she still believed that this was all a dream and she would wake up. Nessa had heard of travelling within time, but worlds? Nessa hadn't thought it was possible. She lay content, drawing circles on her lover's chest with her fingers, hoping she wouldn't wake him.
"How long have you been awake little bird?"
"Little?" Nessa giggled, looking up at him, "I'm taller then you!"
"Yes, but you'd have to be a dreadfully small human to be smaller than a dwarf." Thorin said smiling, his large hand taking hold of her smaller one. He brought it up to his mouth, gently kissing her knuckles. "What were you thinking about?"
"Nothing..."Nessa trailed off, glancing down at the hands. "Just...so much has changed since...travelling between worlds wasn't even possible. Or at least...it wasn't meant to be."
"I'm glad it was, else we would never have found you."
"How times have changed hmmm?" Nessa teased, pulling out of his hold. Nessa straddled his waist; her hands placed either side of his head. She leaned down and began kissing his chest. "Considering...you couldn't...stand...me...at first."
"You're a little tease Nessa."
"Again...with the...little?"
Thorin rolled them over, he lay between her long legs, and her arms circled his shoulders. Thorin's large hands slipped under her, his hot palms rubbing her back. Thorin couldn't help the smirk that slowly crept up on him as he watched the red blush tint her cheeks. He leaned down and began kissing her neck. Nessa leaned her head to the side, her legs tangling with his. Thorin's lips passed over the locket that lay at her neck; he stopped and used an arm to lean by her. Nessa stared up at him, as he fiddled with her locket. It was a pretty little thing.
"You never did tell me who got you this?" he questioned her.
"It was a gift, for my 15th birthday. A friend from school gave it to me."
"Does it hurt to talk about it, love?"
"No...Kind of. But I know they'd want me to be happy; they'd be proud that I'd found my place, whether it be in my world or this one."
"Nessa! Nessa!"
Nessa smiled, glancing down at Thorin, she could hear Kili's almost childlike shouts from the distance they were at. Nessa had come to fine that each of the company reminded her of someone from her world.
"Nessa! Nessa!"
She laughed as she heard Fili join his brother's cries. Thorin shook his head, unsure what to make of his nephews antics. The two stopped at the throne room, the Dwarves all circled around someone. The new comer was human; most likely from their height. And as Nessa got closer, the stranger turned around and the company parted.
"Henry!"
Nessa cried as she ran to the company. Henry ran toward Nessa, his arms circling her waist as hers swung round his shoulders, keeping him held tight against her. Henry's shoulders began to heave and Nessa hugged the boy tighter; Thorin watched from behind as Nessa dropped to a crouch position. Her hands cupped the boys face, and she looked up in bewilderment at the boy as stray tears fell down his face. Nessa used her thumbs to wipe them away and Henry held onto her arms, before knocking her off balance as he lunged for a hug. Nessa let out an airy laugh as she landed on her bottom, cradling the child to her.
"Henry, how...how did you?"
"I don't know, I went to sleep and I woke up over there." Henry pointed over to the battlements. "The bald guy found me and then the other man with the white beard came over. He was friendlier."
Nessa laughed glancing over at Balin and Dwalin, whom she guessed Henry had meant. Looking back to the child who was kneeling between her legs, she pulled him into a hug as she heard footsteps behind them. Looking to the side she saw Thorin now standing beside them,
"It would be my guess that the little man is hungry. Bombur? How are we doing for food?"
"Quite well, I've a breakfast made up for everyone in the dining hall, I'm sure there's enough for the little lad as well."
The company and Nessa along with Henry who tightly held her hand made their way to the dining hall. They all sat down, this was one of few of the outer rooms which had been left untouched. Henry sat down, between Nessa and Balin, inching his chair closer to Nessa. The company couldn't help but look at the small boy, who seemed most at ease at Nessa's side. Balin, sat on the other side of Henry, was trying hard as he could to make sure the boy was at ease and offered him an arrangement of food, most of which the child politely declined and ate only that which he saw Nessa eat.
"Well wee laddie, as much as we'd like to understand how you got here, I'm sure we'd all like to know who ye are." Balin spoke gently to the boy.
"My Name is Henry."
"And what a lovely name that is for a strapping young lad like you!" The old dwarf looked between Nessa and Henry, and the similarities between the two were uncountable. "Is Nessa your sister?"
Balin smiled at the two, raising an eyebrow as Nessa giggled and choked slightly on her food. Thorin, beside her, gently patted her back. The company looked at the pair of humans; Henry glanced up at Nessa, a broad smile on his young face before he turned to Balin.
"Nessa isn't my sister! She's far too old for that!"
"Oi!" Nessa playfully scolded, gently hitting the boys arm. "My brothers are all older than me! by years! How dare you, you little shit! I'm only 20!"
"19! You were 19 when you went missing!"
"And since then I've had a birthday you little shit!"
The company watched the pair, smiles clad on all their faces. Thorin, whose hand had moved from her back to her hand, spoke as Nessa turned to him,
"If you're not siblings, then what?"
"Henry is my nephew." Nessa replied, she could see the looks of the dwarf's faces and found it rather amusing. "Henry's father is my brother, Pan."
"Pan?" Kili sniggered, "What kind of name is that?!"
"I'd have to go through my family and it's not..."
"I'd like to hear, you don't talk much about your family."
"If you're sure...?" Nessa said hesitantly, almost waiting for them to back out. She sighed when they didn't. "Right well first is my mother and father. They're called Callie and Felix, they met at Hogwarts; that was the school I used to go to."
"So were they in the same year?"
"No, my father was two years older than my mother. My father was in Ravenclaw and..."
"Ravenclaw?"
"Honestly Kili," Fili gently mocked, "She's never gonna get finished if you keep interrupting."
"I just wanted to know what Ravenclaw was!"
"Ravenclaw was a house at Hogwarts." Henry chimed, breaking the small argument up. "At Hogwarts, you're sorted into one of four houses. There's Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin."
"How are you sorted?"
"Kili!"
"I'll explain more about the houses, in a moment." Nessa giggled as Fili rebuked his brother again. "When mother and father got married, they went on to have six children. That being me and my five brothers. That went Hephaestus, Conor, Rueben, Pantolaimon then Oliver and then me, Vanessa. When we were younger, or rather when the boys were younger, nicknames were given. Out of all my brother I can only remember being at School with my brother Oliver. The rest were all a lot older then I. My eldest brother used to get Heppy for short, yes used to Kili. Heppy was killed during my sixth year; he was only 41, for reason I don't want to speak about just yet; Then Conor, then Rueben. His name was relatively normal but he sometime just went by Rue. Next Pantolaimon, Mum named him after a character in a book. And like the character he just gets called Pan for short. Then Oliver then me."
"That's quite the family you have Nessa." Dwalin spoke up, for the first time since he had scared the young lad. "So this sorting business?"
"When you go to Hogwarts as a first year you wear normal black robes. Once you enter Hogwarts you undergo the sorting ceremony; all that is...is...well you sit on a stool in front of the school and the sorting hat is placed on your head. The sorting hat decides where you go, out of the four houses."
"And your family?"
"As I said, my father was placed in Ravenclaw. My mother was in Hufflepuff. My brothers? Well, let's see if I get this right." She said playfully, looking down at Henry who beamed up at her. "Heppy was in Ravenclaw, as was Conor and Rue..."
"Dad was in Hufflepuff." Henry said proudly. "Then you and Uncle Oliver were in Gryffindor."
"And what about you little Man?" Thorin asked.
"I was in Hufflepuff; just like dad. My mum was too."
Thorin glanced at Nessa, and saw a small smile dancing on her lips. It was clear the Nessa was glad that everyone was accepting Henry and she couldn't be more proud, in this world especially Henry was the only family she had. In their world, she barely saw her brothers. Her parents had died in her second year and her brothers raised her and Oliver.
"Aunt Ness?" Henry waited for a moment as she turned back to him, "How has your hair stayed that colour? Wouldn't have dye have...?"
"It's not hair dye Henry." Nessa laughed playing with her hair, "I did it with my wand."
Henry grinned, as did Fili and Kili, as he began to play with her light brown Hair. Nessa had worked out how to colour her hair, she had put red streaks through it and the bottoms were a golden colour. Henry knew these were her house colours; she and Oliver were fiercely protective of their house; despite having left Hogwarts.
"Ness?" Henry asked cautiously, "How did you get here? Like what happened when you got here? To this place."
"It's a long story."
"But one I think we owe to the little lad." Balin said.
There you have it! I thought I'd throw in a little about Nessa and her family, just to give a little bit of background on her. Her brother Oliver which is mentioned is Oliver Wood, and because there isn't much about his family I thought I'd give him a 'little' one! I tried to work out the ages for them all, and probably got it all wrong; but it will be in another chapter probably.
This is just a little prologue and they're about to tell Henry about their adventures. It's all in the past and normally anything 'past time' I'd write in Italics, but its all going to be normal font until I get back to this when Henry lands in Middle Earth. I think at that point, I'll start the rest in a new story as a series. But let's get this one finished first!
As a few of you know, if you already read my stories. I'm editing some of them. And if you don't already read my stories, maybe you could have a look if you like!
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