Disclaimer: If I did own the characters, Legolas would be married to me.
Obviously I don't, so don't sue!
Authors note: You probably noticed that I've changed a few things. Aragorn isn't betrothed to Arwen, and some other stuff. Please review, even if it sucks.
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Aragorn stopped his horse when he saw the figure on horseback approaching.
"That's not her?" he questioned Gimli in amazement.
"Looks like it," the dwarf replied. "Seems she's grown up a bit."
The figure was drawing closer. Her waist-length brown hair was flowing around her head, and as she approached, Aragorn could see that it was indeed Hana. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her hands gripped the rein loosely. It was now obvious that she had noticed the man and the dwarf, as she was beginning to slow down. She stopped, and slid off the chestnut mare. Feet on the ground once more, she walked over to the horse that the Aragorn and Gimli shared. Only when she was stood directly in front of them, did she grin.
Aragorn realized that his jaw was hanging open, so he closed it and dropped to his feet. Gimli did the same.
"Hana!" he exclaimed.
Laughing, he pulled her into a huge bear hug. Placing her arms around his neck, she hugged him back, also laughing. Hana, Legolas and Aragorn had gone to school together, so you could say that they went 'way back'. Of course their relationship had changed a great deal since then. When they were children, Legolas' and Hana's main objective had been to make each other's lives as miserable as possible. As Legolas' best friend, Aragorn had done the same. They had hated each other with a fiery vengeance.
~~~flashback~~~
"I saw what you did last night," Legolas crowed.
"And what was that?" Hana asked, desperately hoping that he was bluffing. Sadly, he wasn't.
He lounged daintily in one of the huge armchairs in the Eaónim Common Room. The school that they went to was a boarding school, and was spilt into four houses. Hana, Legolas and Aragorn were all in the Eaónim House. The Common Room was empty except for the two siblings.
"You went down to the kitchens and stole a cream bun," Legolas smirked.
Hana scowled.
"What, you can get expelled because of a cream bun!? And how do you know this anyway?"
"I was doing my homework at that table," Legolas pointed to a small table in a corner of the room. "And I heard the girls dormitory door open. I looked up, and who should I see, but my own dear sister. Of course, I followed you, just to make sure you didn't get into any trouble."
"You mean, so that you can hold it over my head afterwards," Hana accused.
"And that. Now, of course, you wouldn't want to get into any trouble would you," Legolas began.
"What do I have to do, Legolas?" asked Hana suspiciously.
He paused. Telling his sister this would give her ammunition to humiliate him for the rest of their lives. But, it was the only way. He sighed.
"In your dormitory, there's a girl that I've grown quite fond of," he muttered. "I'd like you to give her this letter."
He held out his hand. In it was a cream coloured envelope, with the name 'Yvette' printed on it. Hana looked down. A small snicker escaped from her lips. Legolas glared angrily. Snatching the letter from her brother's hand, Hana spun on her heel and flounced up the steps to her dormitory.
~~~end flashback~~~
After riding for hours, Rivendell was still nowhere in sight. The three of them decided to make camp and then head for the Elven city in the morning. They spent the night giggling about various things they had done as teenagers.
"Oh, and remember you and Legolas used to compete in every single little thing!" Aragorn chuckled.
"I think at one time, we were fighting over who had the cleanest hairbrush!" Hana giggled.
Gimli was sat to one side, watching the two with a strange look on his face. Hana yawned, stretched, and laid down, ready to sleep. After a few minutes, Aragorn walked over to Gimli, and they began talking quietly, believing Hana to be asleep.
"Be careful," Gimli warned.
"Of what?" Aragorn asked, confused.
"You're falling in love with her," pointed out Gimli.
"How can I be?" Aragorn protested. "We've only just met."
"Just be careful. Can you imagine what Legolas would do?" cautioned the dwarf.
Aragorn shuddered. Having the famous Mirkwood temper that both Legolas and Hana shared unleashed on him would not be a good thing. Hana, who was silently listening to the conversation, also grimaced. The siblings weren't known for their calm and docility.
Back at Rivendell, a very impatient elven brother was pacing the floor of his room, anxiously looking forward to his sisters visit.
Authors note: You probably noticed that I've changed a few things. Aragorn isn't betrothed to Arwen, and some other stuff. Please review, even if it sucks.
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Aragorn stopped his horse when he saw the figure on horseback approaching.
"That's not her?" he questioned Gimli in amazement.
"Looks like it," the dwarf replied. "Seems she's grown up a bit."
The figure was drawing closer. Her waist-length brown hair was flowing around her head, and as she approached, Aragorn could see that it was indeed Hana. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her hands gripped the rein loosely. It was now obvious that she had noticed the man and the dwarf, as she was beginning to slow down. She stopped, and slid off the chestnut mare. Feet on the ground once more, she walked over to the horse that the Aragorn and Gimli shared. Only when she was stood directly in front of them, did she grin.
Aragorn realized that his jaw was hanging open, so he closed it and dropped to his feet. Gimli did the same.
"Hana!" he exclaimed.
Laughing, he pulled her into a huge bear hug. Placing her arms around his neck, she hugged him back, also laughing. Hana, Legolas and Aragorn had gone to school together, so you could say that they went 'way back'. Of course their relationship had changed a great deal since then. When they were children, Legolas' and Hana's main objective had been to make each other's lives as miserable as possible. As Legolas' best friend, Aragorn had done the same. They had hated each other with a fiery vengeance.
~~~flashback~~~
"I saw what you did last night," Legolas crowed.
"And what was that?" Hana asked, desperately hoping that he was bluffing. Sadly, he wasn't.
He lounged daintily in one of the huge armchairs in the Eaónim Common Room. The school that they went to was a boarding school, and was spilt into four houses. Hana, Legolas and Aragorn were all in the Eaónim House. The Common Room was empty except for the two siblings.
"You went down to the kitchens and stole a cream bun," Legolas smirked.
Hana scowled.
"What, you can get expelled because of a cream bun!? And how do you know this anyway?"
"I was doing my homework at that table," Legolas pointed to a small table in a corner of the room. "And I heard the girls dormitory door open. I looked up, and who should I see, but my own dear sister. Of course, I followed you, just to make sure you didn't get into any trouble."
"You mean, so that you can hold it over my head afterwards," Hana accused.
"And that. Now, of course, you wouldn't want to get into any trouble would you," Legolas began.
"What do I have to do, Legolas?" asked Hana suspiciously.
He paused. Telling his sister this would give her ammunition to humiliate him for the rest of their lives. But, it was the only way. He sighed.
"In your dormitory, there's a girl that I've grown quite fond of," he muttered. "I'd like you to give her this letter."
He held out his hand. In it was a cream coloured envelope, with the name 'Yvette' printed on it. Hana looked down. A small snicker escaped from her lips. Legolas glared angrily. Snatching the letter from her brother's hand, Hana spun on her heel and flounced up the steps to her dormitory.
~~~end flashback~~~
After riding for hours, Rivendell was still nowhere in sight. The three of them decided to make camp and then head for the Elven city in the morning. They spent the night giggling about various things they had done as teenagers.
"Oh, and remember you and Legolas used to compete in every single little thing!" Aragorn chuckled.
"I think at one time, we were fighting over who had the cleanest hairbrush!" Hana giggled.
Gimli was sat to one side, watching the two with a strange look on his face. Hana yawned, stretched, and laid down, ready to sleep. After a few minutes, Aragorn walked over to Gimli, and they began talking quietly, believing Hana to be asleep.
"Be careful," Gimli warned.
"Of what?" Aragorn asked, confused.
"You're falling in love with her," pointed out Gimli.
"How can I be?" Aragorn protested. "We've only just met."
"Just be careful. Can you imagine what Legolas would do?" cautioned the dwarf.
Aragorn shuddered. Having the famous Mirkwood temper that both Legolas and Hana shared unleashed on him would not be a good thing. Hana, who was silently listening to the conversation, also grimaced. The siblings weren't known for their calm and docility.
Back at Rivendell, a very impatient elven brother was pacing the floor of his room, anxiously looking forward to his sisters visit.