Hey there:D

First: This is my first Hobbit Story and this is not my mother-language!

Please be kind:D I'm still trying to manage with english.

I hope you will like it and review! I just need criticism!

And... I do not own the characters! Just my own.

Nalia couldn't believe, why she accepted going on that adventure!

The Dwarf Lady from the Fiery Mountain thought of why she accepted, but later more to that.

She was excited to see the other dwarfs. She knew some of the names Gandalf told her.

Thorin Oakenshield… yes, she remembered him, but she didn't saw him for ages.

Dori, Nori and Ori sounded unfamiliar to her just like Bifur, Bofur and what was the other with B?

Balin just said something to her and Fili and Kili… she heard, that they are Thorins nephews.

The other names she couldn't remember.

Her snow white mere Velveteen, with eyes in whom you can see the stars, neighed and Nalia looked up.

"Bag End, Vel, Bag End! This is where Gandalf want us to meet him and the others."

The slender pony understood. She was a clever one and nothing could ever separate them.

"Come on luv. Lets get down there and find this hole with the sign."

Houses under the earth, she shook her head, hobbits are not so different from dwarfs.

The black haired she-dwarf stopped the white pony as she recognized from the corner of her eyes a sign on a green door.

Nalia dismounted her pony and after taking the reins off Velveteen she said: "Go and find the other ponies, I guess this is it."

The mere snorted and slowly walked away.

When she walked towards the door, she could here some speaking noises.

She knocked at the door and suddenly the noises stopped.

Someone opened the door.

"Hello" Nalia said, "Are you... Bilbo Baggins?"

"Hello, yes… er… I am."

"Nalia, my friend! I knew you would come!" Gandalf smiled down at her and she greeted him, while he couldn't stand straight because he was too tall for the low ceiling.

Then suddenly dwarfs appeared behind Gandalf and Bilbo.

"Well, I like this evening very much, but I would prefer coming in!"

"Er… of cause. Come in."

She went inside the hobbit hole.

The dwarfs where looking at her like she was an orc or something like that.

And there he was standing in front of her, staring down at her, with eyes dark and full of consternation of what Gandalf seemed to had done.

"Who is she?" Thorin asked, "Why is she here?"

"She is Na…" Gandalf began but Nalia stopped him.

"Hm… I thought you would remember me, Thorin Oakenshield."

"Well, then help my head, lass! Who are you?"

"My name's Nalia."

"Doesn't ring a bell."

"Maybe you shouldn't be that vacantly, prince, when you meet people."

The Dwarfs held their breath and surveyed the king.

He looked straight in her eyes and she stared back with grimness.

"What are you doing here?" He asked again.

"Traveling to the Lonely Mountain."

"I thought the road would be outside. Can't remember being here, brings one nearer to it. So that raises the question in me again: Why. Are. You. Here!" He came closer to her face with every word and the last where just a bit louder then a whisper.

"Well, although you don't remember me, I remember you! And I remember owing you something."

"What have I done for you?"

"It might be, that you will remember."

"Tell me!"

"I don't think I will."

He seized her by her collar: "Tell me! Now!"

"Get your hands off me! Or I will not hold back my dagger!"

Again the others hold their breath and Gandalf shook his head murmuring something into his beard.

Thorins gaze went from her down to his waist where she had placed her knife.

"Fine." He let her go, still staring at her, mad. "So, why should I take you with me, Lady?"

Before Nalia could open her mouth again, Gandalf said: "She's a great warrior. In fact I can't tell you everything she can do, you wouldn't believe me."

"And in fact you can do nothing to prevent my attendance on this journey!"

"What would you do against me?"

"Nothing, I just come with you, prince!"

He said nothing, just turned around and went back to whatever he came from before.

The other dwarfs followed him and Bilbo went with them, with hysteric gaze.

"It's not so clever to annoy the king under the mountain, Nalia. You can be pleased he didn't kill you!" Gandalf told her.

The grey pilgrim hadn't change. She didn't remember seeing him… well… younger.

Grey hair, grey beard, grey cloak.

"He is no king! At the moment he is a prince under a hill!"

"Why don't you tell him what you told me?"

"He's not ready."

"And why you didn't tell him, that you are the princess of the Fiery Mountain?"

"Lonely and Fiery Mountain!" she laughed, "Doesn't matter. I'm outcast! You know that!"

"What did your father said exactly?"

"He said 'You're contravened till you marry a prince! Or you made me proud in another way! But I will kill you myself when you use that ma…'"

A dwarf appeared and said: "Sorry, if I have to interrupt you. But my uncle wants to speak you, Master Gandalf. Now."

"Thank you, Kili. And Nalia" he turned to her, "I hope you won't talk about him like this again!"

"Depends on him." She murmured so Gandalf couldn't hear it.

The young dark haired dwarf giggled: "So… what did you say about my uncle. I guess he was who Gandalf meant?"

"He was. I said, that at the moment, he is just a prince under a hill instead of king under the mountain."

Kili, who he seemed to be, giggled again: "Maybe you're right. But I wouldn't tell him. It would hurt his pride."
Nalia couldn't help it but laugh.

"Tell me, Kili, what's about that Bilbo Baggins?"

"He is our burglar, if he sign the contract. But a few moments before he passed out because Bofur exaggerated with telling things about the dragon Smaug."

"Okay." Nalia laughed.

"Well, Miss Nalia, you look tired. You should rest. It's going to be a long day tomorrow."

"Yes, I should. Good night, Master Kili."

He grinned and bowed slightly.

Next day came unexpected and hard as someone shook her by her shoulder.

"If milady Nalia want to come with us, she should hurry with getting up!"

The black haired she-dwarf opened her eyes slowly.

Thorin kneed in front of the armchair she was resting the night in.

As he saw her eyes open he stood up and sat down on a chair ahead of her.

"Why the prince bothers to wake me his self?"

"He wants to know, why you owe him something." Thorin leant forward to see straight in her eyes.

Slowly she sat up and looked around.

"Where are the others?"

"Breakfast."

She nodded.

"So… you think I would tell you in privacy!"

"Just a thought of mine."

"A dream! It will not come true!"

After a few seconds

"You know me."

"I do."

"From where? When?"

"One word" She got closer, "Remember."

He shook his head and laughed.

"What can I do that you'll tell me?"

"Nothing."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"Because I'm sure you will find out."

So... first chapter's over:D

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