A/N: Wow. I got a lot of reviews today. I'm glad everybody liked Chapter 10, cos I was really worried about how it would turn out, especially the Snape/Balrog scene. You know, I have noticed my notes have been taking up most of the Chapters…but o well. I'm a sociable person, I have to chat!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potterish, Lord of the Ringish or anything else that pops up. They belong to J.K. Rowling (and her people) and J.R.R Tolkien (and his people) respectively. I do not make money out of doing this. I am just a hyper teen with way too much time on my hands.

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After the company cleared the mines of Moria and headed onto Lothlorien, Snape had explained to the company that Gandalf had fallen, and he had been unable to stop the fall. He also told everybody that Gandalf had left Snape in change of the Staff of Idiocy. They believed him, much to Snape's delight. The company now had a little more respect for Snape – after all, he DID kill the Balrog. And he could use his wand. Basically, nobody really wanted the experience of being on the other end of Snape's anger, in case they were turned into a rabbit themselves.

Ron was still after Hermione and Hermione was still after Legolas in a bid to go after Strider. Strider was still after Arwen and Arwen was, strangely enough, after Strider. But in the mind of Hermione Granger this would all change. It would also all change in the mind of Ron Weasley. Though, unfortunately, neither of them wanted to change the situation in the same way. (A/N: is that confusing? lol)

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Ron watched as Hermione wandered through the graceful woods of Lothlorien with Legolas. Stupid Legolas. That's the second time I've bothered my arse to save that girls life! And what does she do? She chooses another guy! Oh yeah, not to mention that who she chose is totally a girl. And so totally related to Professor Lockhart. Maybe he is Professor Lockhart? Ron thought for a bit about his last thought. Hmm, would that make Professor Lockhart a girl? That *would* explain a lot about his messed up memory of his second year life. Ron kicked at an innocent flower, who was only desperate to make an honest living out of being beautiful to feed its large family.

"Mr Weasley, I suggest that if you have a personal problem that you do not take it out on living things."

Snape said from behind Ron. Ron huffed; he was in no mood to talk to Snape. He was fed up of the man.

"Yeah, whatever Professor."

Ron said kicking another little flower down. Snape looked over to where Ron had been staring. Ah, thought Snape, so, Granger has a new friend. And Ron is jealous. How sad. 

"You never did tell me about your friend Jon and his…problems with women, Weasley." Snape smirked slightly as he said this, seeing the look of confusion on Ron's face. Ron thought for a second, Jon? Jon? I have a friend called Jon? Have I? Oh God, he means Ron! He means Ron – Jon! He means me! Ron put on a false smile,

"Oh yes. Um, it's nothing Professor. He's sorted it out."

"Really. He told you he'd sorted it out?" Said Snape raising an unbelieving eyebrow.

"Yes, yes. That's what, um, Jon did. He told me he'd sorted it out."

"He was able to contact you?"

"What?" said Ron, caught slightly off his guard.

"You've just spent the last 5 minutes bumbling on about how Jon told you he had sorted it out. Having only mentioned…Jon… to me on Weathertop, I am curious as to HOW Jon contacted you to tell you he had sorted it out when it was not, as we have been putting it, sorted out back then."

Ron blinked blankly at Snape's searching eyes.

Damn, thought Ron, why is this guy so closely related to a nasty trap that waits around for me to fall into?

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Hermione let out a horrendous girly giggle at what Legolas had just said. What HAD he just said? She had no idea really, but she knew the only way to make a guy like you is to pamper his ego. So that's exactly what she was doing. And, thought Hermione smugly, she was doing it extremely well.

"Oh, Legolas! You just leave me in tears! Really, you do!"

Hermione said, pretending she was unable to catch her breath from laughter. The elf looked slightly confuzzled, and then smiled happily at Hermione. God, thought Hermione, this is so degrading. I shouldn't have to act up to make the guy like me. I will kill Strider. It's his fault that I'm having to do this. Sure, Legolas is sexy, sweet, cute, athletic, strong… Hermione let her jaw drop slightly, and then shook herself. Where was I? OH yes, I was listing Lovely Leggy's good points. But his good points aren't the POINT.

The point was that she wanted Strider. She would perhaps have gone as far to say that she wanted him like a dog in heat, but that went against her morals. Yeah, right, who was she kidding? She DID want him like a dog in heat.

Hermione hadn't spoken to Ron since they left the mines of Moria. Man, that boy is driving me insane! Thought Hermione as she saw his bright red face breaking down as he talked to Snape through the trees. Twice now Ron had got in the way of her ingenious plans to be the damsel in distress. Twice now her chances of being rescued and swept up into the arms of Strider had been snatched from her. And she could almost swear that Ron had been watching her sleep the other night. She shivered. Ron was getting creepier by the day…

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Dumbledore rolled his eyes, slightly annoyed that Professor McGonagall had barged in the way she had, and asked,

"What do you mean Harry is missing, Minerva?"

"I mean exactly what I said, Professor. Harry is missing."

"The boy is probably just hiding out in a dungeon somewhere driving himself insane. Give him a bit of time to come round to the idea of not being as interesting as he used to be."

"Was he ever interesting in the first place?" Professor McGonagall asked nervously.

"Probably, though I can't remember for the life of me when." Dumbledore smiled, then he picked up The Book and returned to his reading.

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Snape stared as Galadriel filled something that looked surprising like the birdbath he had sitting at home in his garden. Not that he ever let the birds use it. Like the creatures can't just go wash in a puddle or something, thought Snape angrily. Or fly in the rain. I mean, one would think that would make a pretty good substitute for a shower.

"Severus?"

Snape's eyes focused on Galadriel and he pulled himself out from his rants about birds. She smiled. Ooooo, thought Snape in a very hobbit-like fashion, she's cuter than she was a few hours ago! How did she do that?

"Yes?" asked Snape slowly.

"This," Galadriel let her hand swoop over the birdbath, "Is the Mirror Of Galadriel. The mirror shows many things. Things that were, things that are, and things that may not yet have come to pass."

"Delighted to hear that." Snape said icily.

"Come, look. But do not touch the water."

Like he'd want to, Snape thought. God only knows what sort of diseases birds carry around with them. But what was he going to see? There was something in the eyes of the elf that he didn't like. They reminded him of…well, *himself*. Cautiously, and not before checking that no one else but Galadriel was around he peered into the 'mirror.'

And he saw…

Water. Snape squinted. It was water. Still water.

Oh look; he could see himself squinting at the water.

No, wait… he could just make out an old man, an old man in a tower…Oh, he's gone, thought Snape as the water began swirling around. Snape saw the look on Gandalf's face as he had kicked him off the bridge's edge in Moria. Snape suppressed a happy chuckle. The image of Gandalf blended to form a new picture. It was Snape, Snape leaning over something. A body. It was a body. A blood stained body! Snape looked closer to figure out what was going on, when the scene changed to show a huge battlefield. That's Weasley! Snapes mind shouted as he saw the boy fall, sword in his side. What the hell was going on? He threw his head upwards to look at Galadriel, and saw Frodo and Sam arriving into the clearing from behind her.

"What are you showing me?" hissed Snape.

"I'm showing you nothing." Galadriel replied.

Snape and Galadriel held eyes for a moment, and then Snape growled slightly,

"Fine, be that way. I'll figure out your mind games. I'm not beyond stupidity…" Snape looked to Frodo and Sam, who smiled back at him. Snape continued, "Unlike these two, who, if they acquired any more brain cells, would be classified as plants!"

Then Snape, for the first time in this whole fic, turned dramatically on his heels and walked away, robes streaming out like water behind him. Though the effect was spoiled slightly because they were all ragged. But it was an impressive storming off nonetheless.

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A/N: Please review this if you liked it! Lots of luv & keep smiling,

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Thank you to:

Aniron Sauron Greenleaf – Took: My brother has hobbit-feet. Sorry, I just felt the world had to know that, lol.

~*Ali Marie*~: Thank you for saying I have wit! That's the last thing I think I have!

Sasery: I know! Woe for the drama, but yes, Snape is not all evil. I do not want him to be! I want him to love me *sniffle* hehe!

Vega Ikari: I like crazy Snape too :)

Elwen Rhiannon – But will Sevvie start to use his magic too much? That's what I worry about, cos even I don't know if he will yet!

Zardiphillian Beryllix – If the whim should grab you and squeeze you very tight, you have my permission to illustrate. Hell, even if the whim just poked you lightly on the shoulder you can. Just tell me about it if/when you do lol!