A/N: I know, I suck, I haven't updated in a month. I'm terrible. Run me out
of town on a rail.
Anyway, thank you to my two reviewers, I would thank you personally but I have no net access on this computer, I will thank you in the next chapter I swear.
Also I've noticed a few mistakes in the changing of the names in the last chapters. I just want to say that, obviously, I'm an idiot. And that I think that I need a Beta. E-mail me or say in a review whether you can or not. Angel_girl248@hotmail.com
And are you all ok that I started it at Rivendell? Oh well, if your not, I guess there's nothing I can do about it now. But can't you just picture Aragorn dragging Draco off to a room in the Prancing Pony and Harry, Ron, and Hermione coming after him with lamps and candlesticks? LoL.
I wrote a lot of this in about 2 hours, I hope you all like it.
Disclaimer: Not Mine, Never Will Be.
Chapter 3: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm and Lothlorien
The fellowship of nine explored the hall of the dwarves. As they were walking they noticed suddenly that there were many bodies of dwarves strewn across the ground.
Gimli suddenly rushed forward through a door and into another chamber.
"Gimli!" Gandalf called after him to no avail, the others followed after him.
"Huh?" Draco asked Hermione, looking at her with confusion in his eyes. She shrugged and pulled him through the door.
"No! Oh, no! No." Gimli sobbed, throwing himself upon a tomb surrounded by light.
Hermione stepped forward and read the inscription upon the grave, "Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria."
Gandalf sighed and handed his hat and staff to Ron, "He is dead then. It's as I feared."
Harry raised his eyebrow in confusion to Ron who now held the grey hat; he was even more confused when Gimli started muttering in another language. The two turned to Hermione and she threw her arms up in the air. "Is that all I am to you? An explainer and translator??"
Her two friends spluttered, trying to explain themselves.
"Kilmin malur ni zaram kalil ran arag. Kheled-zâram. Balin tazlifi." Gimli was saying as the others were arguing.
"Hermione, take it as a compliment, they think your so smart that you have the answer for everything. You should be happy." Draco said, putting his hand comfortingly on her shoulder.
Hermione pouted slightly and shrugged, "All right. Just this once." She smiled.
As the four friends teased one another, Legolas made his way over to Aragorn, "We must move on. We cannot linger."
Aragorn nodded. They all turned to the sound of Gandalf's voice. He had picked up something that looked like some sort of journal off the floor. He blew the dust off of it and began to translate the strange language.
"They have taken the bridge and the second hall. We have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out. They are coming." He read from the withered pages.
Ron, having been exploring the cave, touched a skeleton sitting on the edge of a well. It clattered down and into the dingy depths of the unknown floor of the mines.
He winced as the gazes of all gathered swept onto him with a menacing glare. Gandalf strode over to him and grabbed his hat and staff from the nervous red haired boy. "Fool of a Weasley! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!"
The grey wizard turned suddenly at the sound of drums from deep inside Moria, steadily growing louder by the second.
Hermione walked over to a frozen Draco and removed the blade from its sheath. It was bright blue. "Draco!" She met his gaze with fearful eyes. His expression mirrored hers as one of shock and fear. He swallowed and shook away his worries and took the handle of the blade.
Hermione smiled weakly and nodded, taking her own sword from her belt.
"Orcs!" Legolas shouted, preparing an arrow and pointing it at the entrance to the room, where the loudest sounds of the drums were coming.
Harry and Ron nodded at one another and took out their own weapons.
Gimli pulled himself together enough to grab his axe and prepare himself for attack, facing the door.
Boromir ran to the door and two orc arrows narrowly missed his head.
Aragorn looked at the four teenagers, "Get back! Stay close to Gandalf!" He shoved Hermione and Draco back gently yet forcefully and looked at Harry and Ron to move on their own.
Draco looked as if he wanted to shout something at Aragorn but Hermione restrained him. He nodded and held the blade in front of them.
"They have a cave troll!" Boromir shouted, the men began to bar the doors.
"Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath." Gimli shouted, glaring at the door and holding his axe fiercely, a mad glint in his eyes.
Legolas shot arrow after arrow as the hands and arms of the orcs appeared as they attempted to gain entrance.
There were too many and they succeeded in breaking through. Harry and Ron rushed over to where Draco and Hermione were standing. The four of them stood ready to defend one another.
Gandalf attacked several of them as the others attacked. Legolas sending arrows and attacking with the sword when necessary. Gimli chopping at the nearest orc severely without mercy. Aragorn and Boromir attacking with their swords.
Several came near the four wizards but they fended them off easily with their combined strength.
"This would be so much easier if we had our wands!" Ron whispered as he put his sword through the chest of a particularly disgusting attacker.
Harry nodded in agreement, "Why are we here again?"
Hermione shrugged and hit one of the orcs over the head with the blunt edge of her sword. "How should I know? Perhaps the world is conspiring against us to teach us some sort of lesson. Who knows? All I know is that these.. Dorks if you will need to be destroyed at all cost."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Come on Hermione, you sound like a general from a great war."
Hermione elbowed him sharply in the chest. "I mean, you sound like a perfect.woman?"
"That's better."
"I think we could do more damage apart." Ron said as he eyed the new wave of orc attackers that had spilled into the room.
The other three nodded and they spilt up.
Suddenly, a strange cry sounded from beyond the door and a disgusting cave troll came barging into the room, screaming and brandishing a heavy mallet.
"Ugh, really bad memories huh?" Hermione cried as she rushed past Harry as she attempted to destroy one of the orcs.
"Yea, I never did get all those bogies off my wand." Harry replied, laughing.
Ron chuckled, "That was pretty gross."
Hermione nodded and successfully knocked the orc out. "I think I'm getting the hang of this." She looked over at Draco just in time to see him being dragged off by the cave troll. "Oh my gosh." She muttered under her breath as she raced towards him.
"Draco!" Aragorn shouted. He ignored the orc he had been slaying and rushed towards the cave troll.
"Aragorn! Hermione!" Draco shouted, slashing left and right at his attacker to no avail.
"Draco!" Aragorn and Hermione shouted in unison.
Aragorn attacked the troll severely and the troll turned his attention to him, brushing him aside like yesterdays trash, releasing Draco in the process.
He fell to the floor as Aragorn swung his sword at the giant disgusting object. Draco rushed over to Aragorns side and aided in attacking the troll.
The troll thrust a large spear and Draco, which pins him and his chest to the wall. He gasps for breath and faints.
In a fit of anger, shock, and disbelief, Ron and Harry jump onto the trolls back and attack it with their swords.
Hermione screamed and rushed over to him, "Draco, DRACO!"
Legolas effectively shoots an arrow into its throat and it finally collapses. Aragorn crawls weakly over to Draco and turns him over onto his back. "Oh no." He whispered just as Hermione arrived and fell to her knees next to him.
Gandalf, Gimli, Legolas, and Harry and Ron gathered around them.
"Oh my gosh your alive!" Hermione shrieked happily, throwing herself down on him and enveloping him in a passionate embrace.
"I'm all right. I'm not hurt." Draco said weakly, sitting up and pulling the spear from his chest.
"You should be dead. That spear would have skewered a wild boar." Aragorn stated, looking at Draco in awe. [a/n: And why wouldn't he be looking at him in awe, he's such an attractive boy. Oops, sorry, did that come out out loud? HeHe, on with the story.]
Gandalf smirked knowingly, "I think there's more to this Hobbit than meets the eye."
Draco grinned and moved Hermione's arms so he could unbutton his shirt to reveal the mithril covering his body. Hermione buried her face in his chest, tears spilling from her eyes and onto his cloak. He just smiled and held her.
"Mithril! You are full of surprises, Master Baggins!" Gimli said with shock.
Sounds of more orcs approaching meet their ears and they all stand. "To the bridge of Khazad-dûm!" Gandalf yelled and beckoned them to follow him. They rushed after him, Draco pulling Hermione along by her hand.
They get out into the hall and run down but are soon surrounded by orcs. Legolas and the others prepare their weapons, but soon, they all see a red glow from the other end of the hall and the Orcs scatter. They lower their weapons.
"What is this new devilry?" Boromir asks allowed, his voice filled with confusion.
"A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!" Gandalf states, trying to keep the told-you-so tone out of his voice, he hadn't want to come down to the Mines of Moria for this exact reason.
The nine look at one another and run as fast as they can.
"Quickly!" Aragorn calls over his shoulder, as Gandalf stops in the middle of the bridge, he stops and calls for him, "Gandalf!"
"Lead them on, Aragorn. The bridge is near." Aragorn looks sceptical, but Gandalf pushes him away, "Do as I say!! Swords are no more use here!"
They move on but suddenly the sound of breaking rock is heard. Legolas quickly jumps the newly opening gap and readies himself to aid the others. "Gandalf!" He motions for the old wizard to jump over first.
He makes the leap and they turn to help the others.
Boromir grabs the hands of Harry and Ron and jumps over with them.
"Hermione!" Aragorn yells as she won't jump without Draco. He drags her away from him and throws her over into the waiting arms of Legolas.
He sets her down.
"Nobody tosses a dwarf." Gimli jumps the gap and almost doesn't make it. Legolas is forced to grab him by the beard and pull him back onto the ledge. "Not the beard!!!"
Now only Draco and Aragorn remained on the other side. The part of the bridge they are on starts to tip forward, Aragorn tells him to be careful and hold on. As the bridge makes contact with the other side, they jump and the nine begin to run again.
"Over the bridge! Fly!" Gandalf yells, he makes sure the others get to the end of the bridge and turns towards the Balrog that has followed them. "You cannot pass!" He yelled at the glowing devil like creature.
"Gandalf!" Draco yelled, and the others turned and watched the old wizard facing off with the fires of evil.
"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor! The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udun! Arrghh! Go back to the Shadow!! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!" Gandalf yells and throws down his staff and it breaks the bridge, causing the balrog to fall. But before he can fall all the way, he cracks his fiery whip and it attaches itself to Gandalf's ankle.
"Gandalf!" The four younger members of the fellowship cry as they try to run forward to help the fallen man, hanging on for dear life.
They fall to their knees and try to grab onto his arms, he whispers to them before Boromir drags them back. "I know who you all really are, you're here for a purpose, remember that."
Boromir pulls them back and the wizard yells to them, "Fly you fools!" He falls and they all cry out, "GANDALF!" To no avail.
"NO! NO!" Draco cries as Boromir picks him up to carry him away. "But he was going to tell us something." He whispered to Hermione.
He struggled out of the mans grasp and landed on the ground next to Hermione, they ran from the mines and onto a flat rock face outside.
The two of them collapse together in tears. Harry and Ron cry in sorrow against a boulder. Boromir tries to console a screaming Gimli, Legolas mutters prayers in elvish, and Aragorn surveys their position, trying not to cry.
"Hermione." Draco started, looking into her red rimmed eyes.
"Yes Draco?" She choked out.
He took her chin gently in his hand and moved her face to look at him. "You were really worried about me back there weren't you?"
She nodded, a pink tinge appearing on her cheeks. "I was worried about you too Mione."
She gasped slightly as he moved to capture her lips in a kiss. As their lips were about to connect, Aragorn called to Legolas.
"Legolas! Get them up!"
Boromir looked at the dark haired man in shock. "Give them a moment for pity's sake!"
Aragorn shook his head no. "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien. Come Boromir. Legolas, Gimli, get them up." He notices Hermione and Draco apart from the group, clutching one another in a romantic embrace. "On your feet Hermione, Draco."
They stood. He nodded at them after giving them a searching look. The despairing fellowship, now made up of eight people left the mountains in search of Lothlorien.
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[A/N: I considered breaking this into two chapters, but I've made you all wait so long, and since we are FINALLY getting to the Draco/Hermione bits. I figured I'd be nice and let you all have more.]
After walking for several hours, the eight arrived in the woods of Lorien. Hermione and Draco walked hand in hand in silence while Harry and Ron kept up a conversation about Quidditch.
Gimli fell into pace with the four of them and began to tell them some things, "Stay close, young Hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell."
Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled. Draco gasped when he heard a strange female voice in his head, overpowering the sound of the dwarfs voice. "Draco."
"And are never seen again." Gimli's voice sounded like it was coming from a million miles away.
"You are coming to us is as the footsteps of doom... You bring great evil here, Ring-bearer." The voice was saying.
Hermione noticed the pained look on his face. "Draco?" She asked, concern flowing through her voice.
"Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox."
Suddenly, they are surrounded by elves carrying bows and arrows.
"Oh." Gimli said weakly as he looked into the eyes of an elf with his bow towards him.
Haldir smiled weakly, "The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark."
Gimli glared at him as Aragorn stepped forward. "Haldir o Lórien. Henio aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn." [Trans: Haldir of Lorien. We come here for help. We need your protection]
Gimli looked around nervously, "Aragorn! These woods are perilous. We should go back."
Haldir looked at the short dwarf, "You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting." He turned and motioned for them to follow him.
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A/N Well there it is, chapter three. I swear I will have another chapter up by Wednesday. How do I know this? Oh because I am starting chapter four right now, the moment I post this.
Oh yea, some of you may have noticed, I have been writing chapters by the script of the movie. And basically the chapters of scenes on the DVD. I will be putting three chapters of the DVD into the next chapter, and they aren't very long. The chapter after that will be longer. And for this story there will only be five chapters. But that's because I started at Rivendell and not at Hobbiton. When I end chapter five it will be the end of part one of the Harry Potter Ring Series. Meaning that I will be starting part two soon after. And then after that is done, it may be awhile before the concluding part is out because I go by the script, and as you all know, Return of the King won't be out in theatres for another eight months. Hang tight till then ok?
Don't forget to review, even if you didn't like it.
~*~Emma~*~
Anyway, thank you to my two reviewers, I would thank you personally but I have no net access on this computer, I will thank you in the next chapter I swear.
Also I've noticed a few mistakes in the changing of the names in the last chapters. I just want to say that, obviously, I'm an idiot. And that I think that I need a Beta. E-mail me or say in a review whether you can or not. Angel_girl248@hotmail.com
And are you all ok that I started it at Rivendell? Oh well, if your not, I guess there's nothing I can do about it now. But can't you just picture Aragorn dragging Draco off to a room in the Prancing Pony and Harry, Ron, and Hermione coming after him with lamps and candlesticks? LoL.
I wrote a lot of this in about 2 hours, I hope you all like it.
Disclaimer: Not Mine, Never Will Be.
Chapter 3: The Bridge of Khazad-dûm and Lothlorien
The fellowship of nine explored the hall of the dwarves. As they were walking they noticed suddenly that there were many bodies of dwarves strewn across the ground.
Gimli suddenly rushed forward through a door and into another chamber.
"Gimli!" Gandalf called after him to no avail, the others followed after him.
"Huh?" Draco asked Hermione, looking at her with confusion in his eyes. She shrugged and pulled him through the door.
"No! Oh, no! No." Gimli sobbed, throwing himself upon a tomb surrounded by light.
Hermione stepped forward and read the inscription upon the grave, "Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria."
Gandalf sighed and handed his hat and staff to Ron, "He is dead then. It's as I feared."
Harry raised his eyebrow in confusion to Ron who now held the grey hat; he was even more confused when Gimli started muttering in another language. The two turned to Hermione and she threw her arms up in the air. "Is that all I am to you? An explainer and translator??"
Her two friends spluttered, trying to explain themselves.
"Kilmin malur ni zaram kalil ran arag. Kheled-zâram. Balin tazlifi." Gimli was saying as the others were arguing.
"Hermione, take it as a compliment, they think your so smart that you have the answer for everything. You should be happy." Draco said, putting his hand comfortingly on her shoulder.
Hermione pouted slightly and shrugged, "All right. Just this once." She smiled.
As the four friends teased one another, Legolas made his way over to Aragorn, "We must move on. We cannot linger."
Aragorn nodded. They all turned to the sound of Gandalf's voice. He had picked up something that looked like some sort of journal off the floor. He blew the dust off of it and began to translate the strange language.
"They have taken the bridge and the second hall. We have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out. They are coming." He read from the withered pages.
Ron, having been exploring the cave, touched a skeleton sitting on the edge of a well. It clattered down and into the dingy depths of the unknown floor of the mines.
He winced as the gazes of all gathered swept onto him with a menacing glare. Gandalf strode over to him and grabbed his hat and staff from the nervous red haired boy. "Fool of a Weasley! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!"
The grey wizard turned suddenly at the sound of drums from deep inside Moria, steadily growing louder by the second.
Hermione walked over to a frozen Draco and removed the blade from its sheath. It was bright blue. "Draco!" She met his gaze with fearful eyes. His expression mirrored hers as one of shock and fear. He swallowed and shook away his worries and took the handle of the blade.
Hermione smiled weakly and nodded, taking her own sword from her belt.
"Orcs!" Legolas shouted, preparing an arrow and pointing it at the entrance to the room, where the loudest sounds of the drums were coming.
Harry and Ron nodded at one another and took out their own weapons.
Gimli pulled himself together enough to grab his axe and prepare himself for attack, facing the door.
Boromir ran to the door and two orc arrows narrowly missed his head.
Aragorn looked at the four teenagers, "Get back! Stay close to Gandalf!" He shoved Hermione and Draco back gently yet forcefully and looked at Harry and Ron to move on their own.
Draco looked as if he wanted to shout something at Aragorn but Hermione restrained him. He nodded and held the blade in front of them.
"They have a cave troll!" Boromir shouted, the men began to bar the doors.
"Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath." Gimli shouted, glaring at the door and holding his axe fiercely, a mad glint in his eyes.
Legolas shot arrow after arrow as the hands and arms of the orcs appeared as they attempted to gain entrance.
There were too many and they succeeded in breaking through. Harry and Ron rushed over to where Draco and Hermione were standing. The four of them stood ready to defend one another.
Gandalf attacked several of them as the others attacked. Legolas sending arrows and attacking with the sword when necessary. Gimli chopping at the nearest orc severely without mercy. Aragorn and Boromir attacking with their swords.
Several came near the four wizards but they fended them off easily with their combined strength.
"This would be so much easier if we had our wands!" Ron whispered as he put his sword through the chest of a particularly disgusting attacker.
Harry nodded in agreement, "Why are we here again?"
Hermione shrugged and hit one of the orcs over the head with the blunt edge of her sword. "How should I know? Perhaps the world is conspiring against us to teach us some sort of lesson. Who knows? All I know is that these.. Dorks if you will need to be destroyed at all cost."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Come on Hermione, you sound like a general from a great war."
Hermione elbowed him sharply in the chest. "I mean, you sound like a perfect.woman?"
"That's better."
"I think we could do more damage apart." Ron said as he eyed the new wave of orc attackers that had spilled into the room.
The other three nodded and they spilt up.
Suddenly, a strange cry sounded from beyond the door and a disgusting cave troll came barging into the room, screaming and brandishing a heavy mallet.
"Ugh, really bad memories huh?" Hermione cried as she rushed past Harry as she attempted to destroy one of the orcs.
"Yea, I never did get all those bogies off my wand." Harry replied, laughing.
Ron chuckled, "That was pretty gross."
Hermione nodded and successfully knocked the orc out. "I think I'm getting the hang of this." She looked over at Draco just in time to see him being dragged off by the cave troll. "Oh my gosh." She muttered under her breath as she raced towards him.
"Draco!" Aragorn shouted. He ignored the orc he had been slaying and rushed towards the cave troll.
"Aragorn! Hermione!" Draco shouted, slashing left and right at his attacker to no avail.
"Draco!" Aragorn and Hermione shouted in unison.
Aragorn attacked the troll severely and the troll turned his attention to him, brushing him aside like yesterdays trash, releasing Draco in the process.
He fell to the floor as Aragorn swung his sword at the giant disgusting object. Draco rushed over to Aragorns side and aided in attacking the troll.
The troll thrust a large spear and Draco, which pins him and his chest to the wall. He gasps for breath and faints.
In a fit of anger, shock, and disbelief, Ron and Harry jump onto the trolls back and attack it with their swords.
Hermione screamed and rushed over to him, "Draco, DRACO!"
Legolas effectively shoots an arrow into its throat and it finally collapses. Aragorn crawls weakly over to Draco and turns him over onto his back. "Oh no." He whispered just as Hermione arrived and fell to her knees next to him.
Gandalf, Gimli, Legolas, and Harry and Ron gathered around them.
"Oh my gosh your alive!" Hermione shrieked happily, throwing herself down on him and enveloping him in a passionate embrace.
"I'm all right. I'm not hurt." Draco said weakly, sitting up and pulling the spear from his chest.
"You should be dead. That spear would have skewered a wild boar." Aragorn stated, looking at Draco in awe. [a/n: And why wouldn't he be looking at him in awe, he's such an attractive boy. Oops, sorry, did that come out out loud? HeHe, on with the story.]
Gandalf smirked knowingly, "I think there's more to this Hobbit than meets the eye."
Draco grinned and moved Hermione's arms so he could unbutton his shirt to reveal the mithril covering his body. Hermione buried her face in his chest, tears spilling from her eyes and onto his cloak. He just smiled and held her.
"Mithril! You are full of surprises, Master Baggins!" Gimli said with shock.
Sounds of more orcs approaching meet their ears and they all stand. "To the bridge of Khazad-dûm!" Gandalf yelled and beckoned them to follow him. They rushed after him, Draco pulling Hermione along by her hand.
They get out into the hall and run down but are soon surrounded by orcs. Legolas and the others prepare their weapons, but soon, they all see a red glow from the other end of the hall and the Orcs scatter. They lower their weapons.
"What is this new devilry?" Boromir asks allowed, his voice filled with confusion.
"A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!" Gandalf states, trying to keep the told-you-so tone out of his voice, he hadn't want to come down to the Mines of Moria for this exact reason.
The nine look at one another and run as fast as they can.
"Quickly!" Aragorn calls over his shoulder, as Gandalf stops in the middle of the bridge, he stops and calls for him, "Gandalf!"
"Lead them on, Aragorn. The bridge is near." Aragorn looks sceptical, but Gandalf pushes him away, "Do as I say!! Swords are no more use here!"
They move on but suddenly the sound of breaking rock is heard. Legolas quickly jumps the newly opening gap and readies himself to aid the others. "Gandalf!" He motions for the old wizard to jump over first.
He makes the leap and they turn to help the others.
Boromir grabs the hands of Harry and Ron and jumps over with them.
"Hermione!" Aragorn yells as she won't jump without Draco. He drags her away from him and throws her over into the waiting arms of Legolas.
He sets her down.
"Nobody tosses a dwarf." Gimli jumps the gap and almost doesn't make it. Legolas is forced to grab him by the beard and pull him back onto the ledge. "Not the beard!!!"
Now only Draco and Aragorn remained on the other side. The part of the bridge they are on starts to tip forward, Aragorn tells him to be careful and hold on. As the bridge makes contact with the other side, they jump and the nine begin to run again.
"Over the bridge! Fly!" Gandalf yells, he makes sure the others get to the end of the bridge and turns towards the Balrog that has followed them. "You cannot pass!" He yelled at the glowing devil like creature.
"Gandalf!" Draco yelled, and the others turned and watched the old wizard facing off with the fires of evil.
"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor! The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udun! Arrghh! Go back to the Shadow!! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!" Gandalf yells and throws down his staff and it breaks the bridge, causing the balrog to fall. But before he can fall all the way, he cracks his fiery whip and it attaches itself to Gandalf's ankle.
"Gandalf!" The four younger members of the fellowship cry as they try to run forward to help the fallen man, hanging on for dear life.
They fall to their knees and try to grab onto his arms, he whispers to them before Boromir drags them back. "I know who you all really are, you're here for a purpose, remember that."
Boromir pulls them back and the wizard yells to them, "Fly you fools!" He falls and they all cry out, "GANDALF!" To no avail.
"NO! NO!" Draco cries as Boromir picks him up to carry him away. "But he was going to tell us something." He whispered to Hermione.
He struggled out of the mans grasp and landed on the ground next to Hermione, they ran from the mines and onto a flat rock face outside.
The two of them collapse together in tears. Harry and Ron cry in sorrow against a boulder. Boromir tries to console a screaming Gimli, Legolas mutters prayers in elvish, and Aragorn surveys their position, trying not to cry.
"Hermione." Draco started, looking into her red rimmed eyes.
"Yes Draco?" She choked out.
He took her chin gently in his hand and moved her face to look at him. "You were really worried about me back there weren't you?"
She nodded, a pink tinge appearing on her cheeks. "I was worried about you too Mione."
She gasped slightly as he moved to capture her lips in a kiss. As their lips were about to connect, Aragorn called to Legolas.
"Legolas! Get them up!"
Boromir looked at the dark haired man in shock. "Give them a moment for pity's sake!"
Aragorn shook his head no. "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien. Come Boromir. Legolas, Gimli, get them up." He notices Hermione and Draco apart from the group, clutching one another in a romantic embrace. "On your feet Hermione, Draco."
They stood. He nodded at them after giving them a searching look. The despairing fellowship, now made up of eight people left the mountains in search of Lothlorien.
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[A/N: I considered breaking this into two chapters, but I've made you all wait so long, and since we are FINALLY getting to the Draco/Hermione bits. I figured I'd be nice and let you all have more.]
After walking for several hours, the eight arrived in the woods of Lorien. Hermione and Draco walked hand in hand in silence while Harry and Ron kept up a conversation about Quidditch.
Gimli fell into pace with the four of them and began to tell them some things, "Stay close, young Hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell."
Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled. Draco gasped when he heard a strange female voice in his head, overpowering the sound of the dwarfs voice. "Draco."
"And are never seen again." Gimli's voice sounded like it was coming from a million miles away.
"You are coming to us is as the footsteps of doom... You bring great evil here, Ring-bearer." The voice was saying.
Hermione noticed the pained look on his face. "Draco?" She asked, concern flowing through her voice.
"Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox."
Suddenly, they are surrounded by elves carrying bows and arrows.
"Oh." Gimli said weakly as he looked into the eyes of an elf with his bow towards him.
Haldir smiled weakly, "The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark."
Gimli glared at him as Aragorn stepped forward. "Haldir o Lórien. Henio aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn." [Trans: Haldir of Lorien. We come here for help. We need your protection]
Gimli looked around nervously, "Aragorn! These woods are perilous. We should go back."
Haldir looked at the short dwarf, "You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting." He turned and motioned for them to follow him.
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A/N Well there it is, chapter three. I swear I will have another chapter up by Wednesday. How do I know this? Oh because I am starting chapter four right now, the moment I post this.
Oh yea, some of you may have noticed, I have been writing chapters by the script of the movie. And basically the chapters of scenes on the DVD. I will be putting three chapters of the DVD into the next chapter, and they aren't very long. The chapter after that will be longer. And for this story there will only be five chapters. But that's because I started at Rivendell and not at Hobbiton. When I end chapter five it will be the end of part one of the Harry Potter Ring Series. Meaning that I will be starting part two soon after. And then after that is done, it may be awhile before the concluding part is out because I go by the script, and as you all know, Return of the King won't be out in theatres for another eight months. Hang tight till then ok?
Don't forget to review, even if you didn't like it.
~*~Emma~*~