Middle Earth and Hogwarts
Sydney Kiss
Chapter 7
Strider and a Slytherin, Take 2
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters or places, they belong to J. K. Rowling. I do not own any of the places or people from Lord of the Rings, they belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. Also, the character Fallen the Blue belongs to Sage McJet (another fanfic author.... go read some of his stuff.) Tara Leonheart, Jasmaugik the Orc, Keyone Lufton the Hobbit, Golenesqua the Entwife and Istabugh the Dwarf all belong to Tara Sarber. Justin Wolfe and Hope belong to Melissa (troubledfeline@yahoo.com.) She writes under the pen name of Nosferatu. Rhymes and Jules belong to Kristan Steele. The adventures here were co-written by all of the people above, in a RPG group, and I am just putting them in a readable fashion, because it is a really good story.
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IN THE FOREST:
Tara opened her eyes to see a small fire burning in front of her. She didn't move, but looked around. She got up slowly, looking for the starter of the fire.
Tara's ears hurt as she stood. They burned and it felt as though someone was sticking the tips of them with needles. Pushing back her hair and hood, she felt her ears. They were pointy at the tips. She jumped and nearly screamed with surprise.
Just then, Strider moved under the tree he had be resting by. Tara nearly screamed again. The man was sitting still, blowing smoke rings into the air.
Tara dusted off her cape and her veins felt as though they were full of magic. She felt more powerful than she ever had before. This feeling was only slightly surpassed by her curiosity at where she had ended up and who this (extremely hot) man was.
"Excuse me..... not to be rude but who the hell are you?" Tara asked the man.
Strider smiled as he got to his feet.
"I go by many names, but you may call me Aragorn or Strider, whichever you fancy. I am from Middle Earth."
"Okay, next question then. Have any idea why I suddenly woke up with pointy ears burning blood?"
"It is your body, you have known it much longer than I have."
"Well, I didn't have pointy ears before. Okay then. I missed my way a bit last night. I came from Hogwarts with intentions of going into Middle Earth where are we stranger?"
"Less than half a day's walk to the town of Bree. That's where we're both going to go anyway. I have business and you shouldn't be walking around in the woods alone, magic or not."
Tara glared at Strider. A picture flashed in her mind, and she almost recognized him. He reminded her of someone... younger. Someone from the school, yet he was far too old to be anyone she knew. How much of this man could she trust?
Tara looked down at her right hand at the beautiful ring she had there. She thought about blowing across the top of it and disappearing, but changed her mind. Strider was interesting for the moment anyhow. She let her hand fall back to her side. Tara walked to the base of Strider's tree and slid down next to him.
"I've heard all the tales of Middle Earth, but I did not think that it existed. This is all too weird." She dropped her head and stared off into the beautiful woods that surrounded them.
"Oh yes, I am afraid that it does exist. In it's entirety too. Watch yourself at Bree. There are many kinds of people there, most of which you have not seen before. Be respectful to everyone, but do not let them push you around. Stay close to me and you will be safe. You will meet many different people, some kind, some malevolent, and others are a strange mixture of both." Strider took another long draw at his pipe. "Yes, Middle Earth is quite real, and quite dangerous. Tell me then, Tara, why are you sleeping in the middle of nowhere with no equipment at all?"
"I left Hogwarts. I was tired of it all. I want to have adventures and meet interesting people. Twenty two years old and still at a stupid kid's school just because I have nowhere better to go. Well, now I do have somewhere else. I will roam Middle Earth and learn all of it's secrets. Get rich and famous, eventually settle down and live happily ever after. I felt as though I had to leave. Almost as if something were calling me out. Every night I would sit by my window, dreaming of what it would be like to have adventures and travel. I could hear the wind. It told me that there was something better. It called me to the woods."
"These past few days have been so strange. I couldn't sit inside any more, and I never slept. I left Hogwarts last night, then I slept here, and when I woke up, my ears had grown and I can feel the magic rushing through me. I left with my magic cape and invisibility ring. I didn't think I'd need much else."
Tara waited for Strider to tell her how stupid she was, but she heard something else instead. She tuned quickly to where the sound had come from. She could hear much better than normal, she noticed. Voices talking, in the distance. There was no way she should be able to hear them as well as she could, they were much too far off. They were speaking elvish, she knew and she understood.
"I am an elf. I must find my people and learn from them. That is what I have been called to do. I will go with you. When are we leaving for Bree?" 32
Sydney Kiss
Chapter 7
Strider and a Slytherin, Take 2
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters or places, they belong to J. K. Rowling. I do not own any of the places or people from Lord of the Rings, they belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. Also, the character Fallen the Blue belongs to Sage McJet (another fanfic author.... go read some of his stuff.) Tara Leonheart, Jasmaugik the Orc, Keyone Lufton the Hobbit, Golenesqua the Entwife and Istabugh the Dwarf all belong to Tara Sarber. Justin Wolfe and Hope belong to Melissa (troubledfeline@yahoo.com.) She writes under the pen name of Nosferatu. Rhymes and Jules belong to Kristan Steele. The adventures here were co-written by all of the people above, in a RPG group, and I am just putting them in a readable fashion, because it is a really good story.
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IN THE FOREST:
Tara opened her eyes to see a small fire burning in front of her. She didn't move, but looked around. She got up slowly, looking for the starter of the fire.
Tara's ears hurt as she stood. They burned and it felt as though someone was sticking the tips of them with needles. Pushing back her hair and hood, she felt her ears. They were pointy at the tips. She jumped and nearly screamed with surprise.
Just then, Strider moved under the tree he had be resting by. Tara nearly screamed again. The man was sitting still, blowing smoke rings into the air.
Tara dusted off her cape and her veins felt as though they were full of magic. She felt more powerful than she ever had before. This feeling was only slightly surpassed by her curiosity at where she had ended up and who this (extremely hot) man was.
"Excuse me..... not to be rude but who the hell are you?" Tara asked the man.
Strider smiled as he got to his feet.
"I go by many names, but you may call me Aragorn or Strider, whichever you fancy. I am from Middle Earth."
"Okay, next question then. Have any idea why I suddenly woke up with pointy ears burning blood?"
"It is your body, you have known it much longer than I have."
"Well, I didn't have pointy ears before. Okay then. I missed my way a bit last night. I came from Hogwarts with intentions of going into Middle Earth where are we stranger?"
"Less than half a day's walk to the town of Bree. That's where we're both going to go anyway. I have business and you shouldn't be walking around in the woods alone, magic or not."
Tara glared at Strider. A picture flashed in her mind, and she almost recognized him. He reminded her of someone... younger. Someone from the school, yet he was far too old to be anyone she knew. How much of this man could she trust?
Tara looked down at her right hand at the beautiful ring she had there. She thought about blowing across the top of it and disappearing, but changed her mind. Strider was interesting for the moment anyhow. She let her hand fall back to her side. Tara walked to the base of Strider's tree and slid down next to him.
"I've heard all the tales of Middle Earth, but I did not think that it existed. This is all too weird." She dropped her head and stared off into the beautiful woods that surrounded them.
"Oh yes, I am afraid that it does exist. In it's entirety too. Watch yourself at Bree. There are many kinds of people there, most of which you have not seen before. Be respectful to everyone, but do not let them push you around. Stay close to me and you will be safe. You will meet many different people, some kind, some malevolent, and others are a strange mixture of both." Strider took another long draw at his pipe. "Yes, Middle Earth is quite real, and quite dangerous. Tell me then, Tara, why are you sleeping in the middle of nowhere with no equipment at all?"
"I left Hogwarts. I was tired of it all. I want to have adventures and meet interesting people. Twenty two years old and still at a stupid kid's school just because I have nowhere better to go. Well, now I do have somewhere else. I will roam Middle Earth and learn all of it's secrets. Get rich and famous, eventually settle down and live happily ever after. I felt as though I had to leave. Almost as if something were calling me out. Every night I would sit by my window, dreaming of what it would be like to have adventures and travel. I could hear the wind. It told me that there was something better. It called me to the woods."
"These past few days have been so strange. I couldn't sit inside any more, and I never slept. I left Hogwarts last night, then I slept here, and when I woke up, my ears had grown and I can feel the magic rushing through me. I left with my magic cape and invisibility ring. I didn't think I'd need much else."
Tara waited for Strider to tell her how stupid she was, but she heard something else instead. She tuned quickly to where the sound had come from. She could hear much better than normal, she noticed. Voices talking, in the distance. There was no way she should be able to hear them as well as she could, they were much too far off. They were speaking elvish, she knew and she understood.
"I am an elf. I must find my people and learn from them. That is what I have been called to do. I will go with you. When are we leaving for Bree?" 32