A Wish Across the Stars

Lady Countryrose

Ch. 3

Hermione Granger was starting to wonder if the Dwarves were magnates when it came to dangerous situations; for as soon as they had made it out of the elven kingdom, but the way of the waterways. The had an encounter with the orcs; without thinking, Hermione waved her hands about and brought up shields to cover all the Dwarves within the company. To where all the arrows, axes, and such were missing their aims.

This caused Thorin to look at her with wonder; this was the first time he really witness her power, and she did it to save his men. He was near speechless; then he noticed a blond blur of movement and noticed the elf prince dancing around; as he shot at all the orcs that were trying to kill the Dwarves, at one point the prince looked like he was about to get himself killed. Thorin had grabbed ahold of an axe that had hit his barrow; then throw it towards the orc that was behind the elf, and hit his mark.

He then glanced towards the only woman within their group; who looked to be in shock for his actions, he replied, "What? I don't another reason for his father to come chase us down."

Hermione sighed, she knew that he cared very much for his people's wellbeing and it was something that she should just get use to with him. When the water had gotten to a place to where it was calmer; they made their way towards shore, Hermione had a little trouble of wiggling out of her barrow without trying to fall onto the shoreline, but failed. She had ended up face down upon the sand.

This caused a few of the Dwarves to laugh at her, but one came over to help her up, who she remembered him being called Bofur; one of the friendlier ones within the company. "Come on Lass; it's no time to be lying around, now is it?"

Hermione had to smile, "No it isn't."

Once she was upon her feet again; she waved her hand about, which caused to dry all the clothing within a mile radius to be as dry as they were before they had gotten within the water. Thorin gave her a small glare, "Is there something that you don't do, witch?!"

"I don't kill without a true enough reason to do so," answered Hermione.

"Far enough," stated Thorin.

Dwalin grumbled, "A magic weaver with honor? I should have known; Gandalf had said that he help taught you the ways of magic, is that so?"

The young woman glanced around; she noticed that this was the most that many had talked to her, since the moment she had entered into their lives. "Yes," she answered simply. In all honesty; Dumbledore really did not teach her much of anything, but to find the greater good within life. He was more of a Headmaster of Hogwarts than a teacher for many to learn from.

Ori; who seemed to be the fearful out of the Dwarves had asked, "What things did he teach you?"

With a sigh; Hermione answered, "He was the boss over the ones that had taught me; but he was a voice of reason when things turned to be dark," with a small smile she had gone on, "He was good at stuff like that."

Just as she had finished talking a man came upon them with an arrow ready to fire upon them. With a great sigh; Hermione knew that more adventures have yet to come, and one was in motion.

xXx

During the time that Hermione and the Dwarves had spent a day in Laketown; hiding from the town's people, waited until nightfall and the men had gone off to find weapons and got a hero's welcome from the town. One of the Dwarves had come back to the place that they had left Hermione; just as they were ready to leave for the Lonely Mountain, she had climbed upon the boat as the Dwarves were casting themselves away from shore.

She had noticed that none of them were missing from their company; as they worked on moving across a mirror surface of a lake, making their way towards the mountain that they have worked so hard on getting to.

As time seemed to pass on by; they have made their way to the shoreline, where they would head off towards the mountain. The walked even farther inland; where they bypassed what looked like an ancient city.

Balin glanced towards the city with longing, "Dal."

Bilbo glanced over to the place that the elder dwarf was looking at, "Dal?"

"Yes Lad; a place where man had thrived, long before Smaug had come to this land. Now it looks like a tomb for the long lost bit of time."

Thorin grumbled, "It'll find life once again."

As the company walked even further; where they had found the stairwell that would lead them upwards to a hidden entrance to the mines, and where two people would be entering the mountain and facing a dragon on their own. Once they had reached the top; Hermione witnessed the helplessness of the Dwarves and even more so with Thorin, as he explained to his men what the map within his hands had read.

Hermione noticed the sun was setting over the horizon; as the last days of their Durin's day was upon them, but she had to wonder. She had heard from Gandalf that the only reason they could read the map was during the night of the moon; she then wondered there would be a door to show itself under the same conditions, as the map. So she found a boulder and sat upon it; waiting and watching how things play out, it was not her job to tell them how to think.

Since her days on the run; she stopped feeling the need to prove herself useful, plus it was not her great need to get within the mountain; even though she would not have mind meeting a dragon from Middle Earth.

As she saw the Dwarves making their way down the mountain side; Thorin had dropped what looked like a key to get into the door, if and when it showed itself. Then he too; followed his kinsmen down, while Bilbo was trying to figure out the riddle of the map.

What surprised her was that growled, "You are of no help," he aimed towards her.

She simply stated, "It isn't time for the door, yet."

This caused the Hobbit to think even more; until he noticed the moon rising and it was in that moment that he had gotten the clue from Hermione, it was the moon that would reveal the door. He then went for the key as he called out, "WAIT, COME BACK! WE FIGURED IT OUT!"

As the key was about to slip from his fingers; a boot came and stepped upon the straps that was holding upon the key. A hand than reached down and picked up the object; to where the two that were still upon the mountain was able to see the face of Thorin, who had grabbed the key.

Bilbo gulped, "The last rays of Durin's Day; it's the moonlight," as he pointed towards the risen moon.

Then all eyes were upon the mountain and they were able to see the door, being outlined in moonlight; where they were able to see a slot for the key and Thorin shoved the small metal into the slot and turned the key. The door was opened.