A/N:Hey, back again! So finally the fellowship reaches LothLorien.

Haldir: I don't like you.

DDEC: (innocently) Why?

Rumil: You tied him to a tree!

DDEC: Hehe About that....He has to do the disclaimer.

Orophin: Why?

DDEC: (Grins ruefully) Because everyone else vanished.

Orophin/Rumil: ... And we wonder why...

DDEC: I'm not that bad!

Haldir: Yes, you really are.

DDEC: Will you just say it? The sooner you do this the sooner I'll untie you...

Haldir: (sighs) DDEC owns nothing and gains no monetary value from posting the screwed up imaginings of her mind on the internet.

DDEC: Good Elf-boy! (pats Haldir on the head) I narn heria!

When Hermione woke sometime later it was to find herself snuggled up to Legolas clutching him like a big Teddy Bear. Mortified, she pulled back and his arms fell away from her, though she did not stand up.

"I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-sorry..." she said embarressed. Legolas just smiled gently and shook his head, "You needed comfort. Please, tell me what it was that upset you so?" he asked, reaching out to lay his hand on her arm. His blue eyes seemed to be as deep and beautiful as the night sky she thought dazedly.

Aware that she'd been staring Hermione held a hand to her burning cheek, "Umm, well-" A sudden noise below made her jump in fright.

"What's that?" squeaked Hermione, reflexivly hunching lower.

Legolas jumped to his feet and went to the edge of the talan to peer in to the night below. "Goblins!" He hissed and then crouched and backed towards the center of the wooden platform. Hermione's eyes were wide with fear and she trembled as the rough noises of the Goblin's foul language reached her ears.

They remained quiet and still, barely breathing as the monsters passed below.

Eventually they passed and the two relaxed and Hermione slumped in exhaustion. "You should rest." Legolas told her, his eyes soft. Hermione nodded sleepily and yawned, "But," she said, "I'm too scared. What if they come back?" She whispered. Legolas took one look at her wide brown eyes and vowed, "I will protect you with my life." A small smile broke out on her face and she leaned forward and kissed his cheek, "Thank you." she said softly, and then quickly ducked her head to hide her flaming cheeks and lay down with her back to the stunned elf.

In the morning they all awoke and assembled below the bows of the trees. Haldir and a few other elves were there.

"The fighting went well last night. We will continue on to the city. The lady wishes to see you." He informed them.

He waved one of his companions closer and the fellowship saw that the elf held what appeared to be short lengths of cloth in his hand. "Now," Haldir began, "It is not our custom to allow those who enter the city to see freely. Legolas may walk free, but the rest of you must bind your eyes."

"Now look here," Gimli growled, "I will not be blinded when pointy ears over there can see!" he pointed angrily at Legolas who scowled and said, "A plague on the stiff necks of dwarves!"

Aragorn said thoughtfully, "What if Legolas went blindfolded also?" he asked Gimli who grinned, "Aye. I'd go quietly then."

Legolas protested, "I will not have my eyes covered while entering a city of my kin!"

"Ah," cried Aragorn, "Now we might say a plague on the stiff necks of elves!"

"Oh bloody hell!" Hermione growled, making everyone look at her. She shook her finger at the elf and the dwarf, "You're being childish, the both of you! Why can't you cooperate?!" They had the grace to look sheepish as she scolded them. They both agreed then to wear the blindfolds. Hermione accepted hers with a smug smile.

"They should know better than to annoy Hermione by now," Harry muttered to Ron. "Yeah..."

The group walked in silence, mostly because they were all trying really hard not to trip on anything, but their elven guides did a good job in keeping them from falling or bumping in to too many things. Except for Gimli, who seemed to bump in to things the most.

Finally, Haldir ordered them to halt and take off their blindfolds. The group complied.

"Caras Galadhon. The heart of Elvendom on earth. Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light." Haldir said, gesturing before him. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight before her. Trees, taller than she could ever imgaine stretched their pale limbs to the heavens, golden light filtered through the leaves, bathing all in a comforting and serene warmth. Flowers carpeted the ground, yet their scent was not in any way overpowering, but seemed to lend a feeling of peace to the fellowship's weary minds.

"Follow me, The Lady and Lord wish to speak with you."

"The Enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone." The Elven Lord who stood before them said with the fellowship gathered before him. Most had lowered gazes and awe stricken faces. Aragorn and Legolas were the two least effected by the two beings of enormous presence and power before them.

Gladrial had yet to say a word, yet she gazed upon each of them in turn with her cool blue eyes. She was beautiful, but not in a way that made you want to date her, Ron thought. It was more like she was...just the definition of the word. Her very self seemed the epitome of it.

By comparison Celeborn was pale in contrast to his wife, though he too was powerful in his own right.

"Eleven that are here yet twelve there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him. I can no longer see him from afar."

All present felt the sorrow sweep through them and none answered.

"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into Shadow." Galadrial's first words were full of sadness, and something else that was impossible to define. Knowledge? Pity? Sympathy?

Little else was said except that she bade them to rest and counsel with her later.

Ron couldn't sleep that night. He wasn't sure what it was, but every time he closed his eyes his mind would not let him rest.

He finally got up and began to walk. It was safe enough here, he supposed, but he still brought his wand.

Ron continued to wander aimlessly, listening to the music and singing that never seemed to stop flowing through the trees.

eventually he came to a little stream and found a rock on which he could sit on. He sat there idly for a time, watching the water running over the rocks before he pulled out his wand and began running his fingers over it.

He missed doing magic. It was almost an acute pain. The feeling had been growing stronger as time went by. He had never had to really think about casting spells before, except at home, he just did it naturally, like breathing. Without it, he felt like he was suffocating.

He swished the wooden stick through the air and watched as a small fountain of sparks flew from the tip. Maybe, he would try some practice spellwork later. Maybe challenge Harry to a duel.

Nodding to himself, he got up and went back to the pavilion he shared with the rest of the fellowship.

A rustling noise stopped Ron in his tracks. He could see his bed and he just wanted to go to it, but he reflexively ducked behind a tree at the out of place sound. he was surprised to see that it was Hermione, walking away from the tent, tears running down her face.

Shocked, he started to go to her when another movement caught his eye.

Legolas.

the elf was following after Hermione with a concerned expression on his features. Ron's eyes narrowed in anger and moodily he waited until both were out of sight before stomping back to the tent.

Jealously, anger, hurt, guilt. all choked him and blinded him. He threw himself with unnecessary force on to his cot and growled under his breath to himself for a long time before finally drifting to sleep.

A/N: Okay, so extremely short, but I'm blocked and I didn't wanna wait like another six months to update sorry. I'll try to get back to you guys soon! hugs to all!

DDEC

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