Sent to her Soulmate

Lady Countryrose

Ch. 1

Hermione Granger was in the tent with her two best friends; on the run, as well as hunting for horcruxes. It was nearing midnight and she could not sleep; not even with Ron Weasley as look out that night. With a great sigh, she pushed herself up from lying down and glanced around for something to do.

Books were losing their appeal for answers. It was then she heard a voice from long ago; it was last year when she heard Lavender talking with another housemate about finding one's soulmate. It was enough to cause Hermione to want to laugh, but at that moment; she was willing to do almost anything to pass the time.

Lavender's voice came into mind, "All you need to do, is close your eyes. Focus upon your inner eye and will yourself to see your soulmate."

"Here goes nothing," said Hermione.

She closed her eyes and started focus upon her breathing; to where it had become deeper and deeper, and then looked within herself.

"Who is my soulmate?"

What Hermione did not know was that her other friend was up and heard her talking. Harry Potter made his way towards Hermione's side of the tent. He had heard talk for the Weasleys about them wanting her to marry the youngest boy out of all of them; which happened to be Ron, who Harry believed that Hermione would be stuck in an unhappy marriage. He was hoping for this moment; after picking up one of many books that were the tent and finding a spell that would send anyone to where they could be the most happiness.

"I'm sorry Hermione," whispered Harry. "You will thank me one day." He then opened the book to the marked page; he picked up his wand and started waving it towards her, "Beatitudo quaeratur, hoc mihi patuit. Mitte illam cadere posse hinc ad locum ubi maxime diligeretur."

As Harry was casting his spell; Hermione was lost within her mind, where she saw a very tall male with medieval archer look. She also saw that he looked very close to what she knew of Draco Malfoy; meaning he had long blond-white hair and blue eyes, but the only difference was that he had pointy ears.

She heard Harry's voice when he said that he was sorry and that he hoped that she would thank him one day; she opened her eyes when she saw his wand movement, and aimed it towards her. She was about to yell at her best friend; who was more like a brother when she heard what he had said with the spell. It caused her to close her throat up from talking. As the yellow-orange color had hit her; her tears had started flowing from her eyes, hoping that Harry knew what he was doing.

"Stay safe; Hermione," Harry said before the light had engulfed everything within the tent. When the light had faded; he saw that his friend was no longer where she was, nor her wand and beaded bag that she had been carrying. "Good luck."

After a moment had passed; Ron Weasely had come into the tent and looked around; when he saw Harry standing there, "What happened, where is Hermione?"

Harry shrugged, "Don't know, but she might have been testing a spell out." He hated lying to his best friend, but he was only doing this to save Hermione from doing something that she would hate herself later for, "I think we're going to have to break camp tomorrow and head out."

"Will we meet up with Hermione later then," asked Ron.

Harry gave his friend a sad look, "I don't think so Ron; wherever she had gone, I hope it's far safer than it was here."

With heated anger upon Ron's face, "I hope you know what you're doing Harry! I was to marry that girl after this war was over."

Harry glanced away from his friend and asked, "But would you have been happy?"

This caused the fire to leave Ron; who seemed to be in deep thought, "You might be right, Harry. I might have cheated on her or something; she was always within her books, she would hate to be like my mother."

Harry smirked; he knew that he did something right, then.

"I'll see you in the morning, Ron." As Harry made his way towards the opening of the tent; making it his turn for watch out duty.

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Once the light was gone; she glanced around the place that she had found herself in, she noticed that she was standing outside of what looks like a thick forest. Hermione then heard a sound of horses running towards her; this caused her to turn around and saw a group of thirteen or so men, who were smaller than her and an older and taller man making their way towards her.

The grey man came closer to her and glanced down, "Miss Hermione Granger; what are you doing here?"

This caused Hermione to look up towards the voice that she knew; from her years at Hogwarts, with disbelief within her eyes, "Professor Dumbledore?"

The aged wizard sighed and climbed off of his horse and walked towards the young woman, "I'm no longer that man; Hermione, I'm known as Gandalf the Grey. A traveling wizard upon Middle Earth."

"Middle, what?"

Gandalf glared, "I know that you have enjoyed reading your books Ms. Granger but do keep up, even your teachers didn't say anything about you being slow at learning new things."

"Sorry sir," stuttered Hermione. "I would have been more alert if Harry hadn't sent me here."

This caused the wizard to glanced at her with all the attention that she needed, "Young Mr. Potter sent you here? Do you know what he had said?"

"Yeah," answered Hermione. "He spoke in Latin, but he said;'Happiness must be found, for this traveler before me. Send her far from here and to the place to where she can be most loved.'"

Gandalf mumbled, "Oh dear, what were you thinking about at that moment?"

She glanced down like a troubled child, "I was thinking about who would be my soulmate."

The wizard then walked into the forest; hearing another voice within the wind, which Hermione was able to hear part of it. He then turned around towards the young woman, "You coming here is no accident; it seems your soulmate is within this world, and you are near to where you can find him. Tell me; what does he look like?"

Hermione blushed, "He looks like Draco Malfoy with pointy ears."

This caused Gandalf to laugh, "You are indeed on your way to your soulmate; I'll let you know, he is a High Warrior Elf. He is known as Legolas Greenleaf; Prince of Mirkwood, and a very skilled archer."

The Dwarves were making a ruckus at the entrance to the forest; the wizard went on to say, "I must defuse them or they will be angry for having you part of their company; even though it will be for a short while, they don't like women being a part of their adventures." This caused an angry look upon Hermione's face but followed her old headmaster to where they had left the Dwarves. "What's the meaning of all this bickering?"

One of the Dwarves with long hair and beard walked towards the wizard, "Why is this woman here, Gandalf?"

The man alone told Hermione that he was the leader of the Dwarves; for the way he spoke and stood before the great wizard, like Gandalf. Who said, "She is here to help you through the forest, Thorin. She is one of my old students; who also is a magic weaver, known as a witch."

An elder dwarf made his way over to them and asked, "What is she supposed to do, Gandalf. We have you to help us through the forest and everything else."

The aged wizard sighed, "Middle Earth has called me to help somewhere else; which means that Hermione is here to help you along."

This caused the elder dwarf to face the young woman, "Hello Hermione; my name is Balin and this is Thorin Oakenshield, our leader of our company," he then pointed to one of the better-looking Dwarves within the group.

With a smile upon her lips, "I'm Hermione Granger; it's a pleasure to meet you."

Thorin grumbled, "We shall see about that, Lady Granger," then he made his way towards the forest; where he lead his men and a small man that she learned from him; as a Hobbit known as Bilbo Baggins. She followed the Hobbit and the Dwarves into the forest; as she heard, Gandalf riding away upon his horse.