Hobbit/Harry Potter
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Hogwarts. A symbol of beauty and knowledge home of many wizards and the school for millions. It was now a past battlefield. Bodies were sprawled all over the castle and there were many holes and evidence of destruction all over the school. The wizards of Voldemort and the Order of the Phoenix fought from dusk to dawn in this castle and now the survivors were left with the mess.
Hermione walked down one of the corridors with her brother, Thomas, at her side. They were only seventeen and they had fought in the battle. They battled many wizards with their wands and blades yet though they won they both felt that it was a good but hard victory. Ron, their friend, lost one of his older twin brothers. Harry, who was both their friend and the hero of this entire war, lost friends and family throughout the entirety of this war. They walked up to the square column which contained the Room of Requirement. Hermione paced back and forth, her twin daggers swaying silently by her sides as she thought. A wooden door then formed itself out of the massive column. Hermione then quickly strode forward and opened the door. She then beckoned Thomas to head through with her.
The room they were in was empty but it smelled of ash and smoke. There were small piles of ash all over the room. They walked through the darkness with their wands up. Thomas unsheathed one of his daggers from his back just to be ready. Then the lights of their wands went out.
The twins instantly holstered their wands and drew their daggers. Lights then shone on separate objects all around the room.
"What on earth?" Thomas said as he sheathed his daggers on his back.
He strode forward to one of the illuminated objects and looked at it. It was a bow. A finely crafted, wooden, recurve bow. He scrubbed the dust off of it when he picked it up.
"Thomas." He turned around and looked at his sister. She pointed at the object next to her. Thomas jogged over, the bow still in hand. She apparently noticed the bow and showed him the quiver of arrows that lay before them. They then looked around at the other objects. There were swords, bows, hatchets and even war hammers.
"Why is the room showing us these medieval weapons?"
"Maybe it is telling us something. I mean it is sort of hard to speak when you are a room." Hermione just shot him a look.
They eventually picked up several of the weapons that they liked. Both of them grabbing a bow, a single sword and two hatchets.
"So it is just giving us weapons." Hermione said as she strapped her quiver to her back. Thomas tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around. He pointed to a pair of tunics.
"It probably is sending us somewhere and giving us these specific weapons." After a short while they returned to each other. They both wore these black tunics which were venting yet warm and allowed for quick and easy movement.
"Why am I doing this?" Hermione then asked.
"Maybe we are both so obviously curious and somewhat stupid in a different way that we would actually do this sort of thing." Hermione just sighed.
Thomas then turned around and looked around. His eyes passed from weapon to weapon. Eventually his eyes settled on an object on the far side of the room. It was a map.
"Do you think this could be more combat training?" Hermione asked without noticing what Thomas saw.
"Then Harry and Ron would be here too. Same with the rest of the class." The sixth and seventh years could sign up for an extra-curricular class that taught combat with many types of weapons. Hermione had taken some time to convince but eventually they both joined it with Harry and Ron. The class taught them far more than they thought and they eventually became fierce hand to hand combat fighters.
Thomas made a hand gestured for Hermione to follow. They walked over to the map that Thomas saw. Thomas picked it up. It showed a red dragon above a lone mountain and several writings and runes. But Thomas turned it over and saw black ink appearing on the back.
"With the elves you must be. Friendships will form but loyalties will be changed."
"Let me see that please." Hermione requested. Thomas handed it over. Hermione started to read the text again but it disappeared and showed something else.
"Darkness will come you will fight it. But prevailing will only mean a peaceful death."
Thomas opened his mouth to say something but the map then exploded in light. Hermione dropped it as they both covered their eyes. Then everything went dark.
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Tauriel was leading what seemed like the billionth mission as Captain of the Guard in Mirkwood. Spiders were seen in this area and she and her squad were sent out to kill them. Prince Legolas led another team a couple miles from them.
They neared their prey as they crept through the trees, careful not to make a sound. They soon found the nest and several dozen spiders infested it. Tauriel quickly observed the bugs and then made silent gestures to her team. In a flash twelve spiders went down with arrows in their heads. The elves leapt from the trees and fired another volley as they fell, killing another twelve. They all landed in a synchronized roll. They came up and engaged the remaining spiders in hand to hand combat. Eventually the spiders retreated. The elves then broke into pursuit when Tauriel gave the order. The quickly ran after the spiders, taking down several of them.
Tauriel kept running but then a thud caught her attention behind her. She turned around and saw two members of her team were ambushed by four spiders who hid in the trees. She quickly turned around and had the team do the same. One of the elves managed to get the spider off and kill it. The other was attacked by two. He was stung and pierced several times by the spider's pinchers. Tauriel soon arrived and she handled the two spiders as the team killed the other. She knelt down by the injured elf.
"Throndir." She said. "Lendire come here." She stood up as another elf tended to Throndir.
A massive rustling and clicking set the elves on their guard.
A massive swarm of spiders were charging them down. They needed Legolas and his team. Tauriel brought up her bow and started shooting as fast as she could. The other elves did the same. They engaged the spiders, careful not to let them near the injured elf but they were fighting a losing battle.
Then four arrows took out the spiders in front of Tauriel.
'Legolas' she thought with relief. Several slashes got her attention. It wasn't the prince, it was a man. He wore a black tunic and he fought with a pair of daggers as well as a bow. It wasn't much reinforcements but it diverted the spiders. Tauriel quickly spurred on her team and the spiders began to lose the upper hand. Soon the spiders were trying to run. Tauriel got up and sheathed her blades as her team pursued the last few spiders and Lendire tended to Throndir.
"Who are you mortal?" Tauriel asked.
"My name is Thomas Granger." The man replied. Tauriel opened her mouth to speak again but a spider dropped down next to them and charged. Tauriel was about to strike it but it was thrown backwards and set on fire. A steady stream was coursing into the bug and fried it.
Tauriel followed the stream and it led back to something Thomas held in his hand. He quickly shoved it back up his sleeve.
"Are you one of the Istari?" Tauriel asked.
"No, neither do I know where I am." Thomas answered. Tauriel did not know what to do. She could call Legolas or return to the city.
"Is he okay?" Thomas pointed to Throndir.
"He needs to get back to the city for better treatment. There is not much I can do." Lendire said. Thomas walked over and knelt down next to Lendire.
"May I?" He said as he unsheathed his wand.
"Let him." Tauriel said. She then called several elves and sent them to bring Legolas. Thomas started speaking in an unfamiliar language that sounded somewhat like one of the tongues of man. The blood that had poured from Throndir's wounds then began to retract itself back into the elf. The cuts then began to shrink and altogether disappear. Lendire's eyes widened as he watched the magical feat before him.
"How is this possible?"
"Magic my friend." Thomas twirled his wand between his fingers and quickly holstered it.
"Captain Tauriel." Tauriel turned to face the one who called as he entered into view. Instantly all the elves in the nearby area placed their arm across their chest and bowed their head.
"My lord Legolas." Tauriel spoke in a strange language but Thomas picked up on the Legolas part and by the looks of the elves around him he was somewhat important. More elves appeared around the elf as he approached the team.
Legolas' eyes quickly darted in Thomas' direction.
"Who is this Tauriel?"
"He offered aid to us when the spiders launched their ambush." Tauriel informed.
Legolas looked over Thomas and singled out the sword at his hip.
"That sword. Where did you get it?" Legolas recognized it to be of elvish make.
"It was given to me by one of a power I cannot understand." Thomas said. He was trying to not have to tell them about the room, probably from behind bars.
"What was its name?" Legolas inquired further. Thomas noticed know the elves encircled him.
"Requirement. That is all that I know of it." Thomas answered with the half-truth.
"You are to come with us to the city and explain further." Legolas turned around. "Weapons ready. We make for the city." He knew Thomas didn't understand those orders but he had an idea of what they meant. The elves then formed a pair of lines with Thomas at the back, flanked by two elves. Tauriel and Legolas remained in the front where the elves then marched for some time. Thomas didn't know where Hermione was but judging by the way the elves acted around him and the way they fought. It wouldn't be a good idea to ask or try to break away.
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After a great deal of trekking through the forest the elves led Thomas into their city. Most of them broke off and disappeared into the massive city which was built upon the trees of the forest. Rather soon it was just him flanked by two elves and following Legolas and Tauriel. They arrived at a circular ended branch that was in full view of most of the city. Thomas looked up and saw another elf he wore a silver robe and had a wooden crown, adorned with gems upon his head. He stood up from his throne and walked down the staircase to directly approach the group.
"Legolas." He spoke in what Thomas assumed was elvish.
"Father." Legolas replied.
"Has that nest been destroyed?"
"Yes, Captain Tauriel found it and struck down the creatures within."
"And yet it is plainly visible that there is a tale to be told behind it." The King gestured to Thomas who didn't move.
"He came upon us when the spiders made an unexpected move. He battled them with us as one of our own was being tended to." Tauriel spoke this time.
"Has he been taken to the healers?"
"No."
The King then bore an expression of confusion. It then changed to realization.
"I assume you may have had something to do with the wounded elf's recovery." Thomas met his gaze. He reached for his sleeve but one of the elves grabbed his arm. Thomas froze, but the King shot a glare at the elf and he quickly let go of Thomas. He grabbed hold of his wand and pulled it out.
"I healed him, yes." Thomas held up his wand. "I used this."
"He is a sorcerer." Tauriel explained.
"What is your name?"
"Thomas Granger."
"And from where do you come?"
"England." This answer threw confusion into the air.
"I do not believe I have heard of this England."
"I do not believe that I know where I am or who I am talking to." Legolas looked at him but the king then spoke.
"I am Thranduil. King of the Woodland Realm. You stand in the presence of Prince Legolas and Tauriel, Captain of the guard." Thomas didn't seem impressed or awed. In fact he couldn't exactly be described by any emotion.
"How is it you can wield magic with such ease?" Tauriel then asked.
"It is something that I was born with and can't really explain." Thomas answered.
"I do not think that I can believe this story without a demonstration to back it up." Thranduil said.
Thomas whipped out his wand, he held it above his head.
"Expecto Patronum." A blue substance then erupted from his wand and formed into a lion. It stood in the air and looked down upon the three elves.
"What does this creature do?" Legolas asked.
"Send messages, act as a signal and fight off creatures born of darkness." Thomas replied.
"Magnificent." Thranduil stared up at the lion. It then started to retract and then it faded.
"What is your business here in the Woodland Realm?" Tauriel then asked.
"Simply to find my sister." Thomas replied.
"Do you know where she may reside?"
"No, we were brought to this realm by a magical artifact. We were separated."
"What was this artifact?"
"A map of a place called the Lonely Mountain." The mood of the elves changed at the mentioning of that name.
"Do you know of Oakenshield?"
"I have told you every fact I know of this entire endeavor."
Thranduil's face turned into an expression of thought.
"Then I would like to make you an offer."
'This otta be good.' Thomas thought.
"I will give aid in the search for your sister if you would give me one thing."
"And what would that be?"
"Your services as both a sorcerer and warrior." Thomas then eliminated half of the possibilities of how the elves would deal with him. He had no idea where Hermione was and it would be good to have people who know the land.
"That would be acceptable."
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If Thomas thought that his advanced combat training was hard he would've thought that elven training would be a death sentence. He soon realized that without his wand he stood little chance of defeating one elf yet it would take more than ten to face him with his wand. He was taught by a warrior by the name of Thorondine. The elf floored him in a matter of seconds without his wand.
"You rely on your magic far too much." Was a phrase Thomas heard one too many times. The elves were surprised on how well Thomas progressed because of his age and being a man and not elf.
Several times parties were sent out and they searched for weeks at a time past the borders of the Woodland Realm and all over the forest. All of them came back with no word on Hermione. Thomas tried every form of magical detection he could but they all came up negative. He was beginning to think that she wasn't brought here.
Those weeks turned into months and months turned into years. Thomas gained seniority in the elven guard. It was especially hard considering he was human. Fifteen years had passed but Thomas didn't look any older than twenty. He was now thirty-two and he had no sign about his sister. More and more time passed. Soon Thomas had thought that he had existed there for more than two hundred years.
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A horn brought Thomas up to a sleeping position in his bed. He quickly swung around and slipped into his tunic. He strapped on his quiver and latched on many different weapons. He grabbed his gauntlets and quickly marched out the door. He had just finished tightening the strap on his right glove when he stepped down into the armory. The other elves were grabbing their weaponry but Thomas preferred to keep his in his quarters.
"Tauriel, which section is it this time?" Thomas spoke to the red haired she-elf in now perfect elvish.
"Central west section." She finished clasping her quiver. "Lord Legolas shall be with us."
Thomas nodded as the team he led formed up with him. He had just been assigned a young elf that gave a lot of lip about him being human. Thomas made sure that he was put in his place, not as an elf to a man, but a soldier to his commander. He signaled them to follow and they made their way to the western gate. Soon all three teams were ready and the party set out.
The hunters crept through the trees towards the nest. Thomas led his team to the right of the nest while Legolas and Tauriel covered the center and left. Thomas looked down into the center of the nest. Dwarves, twelve of them for the most part weaponless but the spiders were closing in for the kill. Thomas then signaled his team and they leapt down from the trees. Legolas closed in as well with Tauriel's team approaching from the ground. No sooner were the spider's dead than the entire party had their bows trained on the dwarves. Everyone was silent until a shout was heard a small ways away.
"Kili!" One of the dwarves shouted. Thomas looked up into the trees and saw Tauriel coming down onto a group of spiders. He quickly brought down his bow and apparated to the tree above her. He leapt down and plunged his daggers into a spider and brought his bow up. He shot two arrows in quick succession and soon it was only Tauriel, himself and the dwarf.
Tauriel quickly grabbed the dwarf by his collar but the dwarf didn't fight as he still tried to get over what he just saw.
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