Greetings! I'm sorry I haven't updated before this, but I had a lot to do.
I probably won't be able to update again till next year.... Which is only
three days away but that is beside the point! ~.^
kiwi36- ^_^ I amused myself, and a lot of other people too, apparently! Thank you! *bow*
FAeOfDaRkNeSs- ^_^ Thank you!
Mystery of the Night- thank you! I'm working on updating as fast as I can!
Hot Potter- Publication, eh? I certainly cant publish this, its all copyrighted material, but I am working on an Original story now... I might put it up on fictionpress.net. Thanks for reviewing!
Jayde- thanks! ^_^ I'm gonna try and work on a bit of a Legolas/Hermione/Draco triangle...
CaptainOddball- I love your penname! Lol, why thank you! ^_^ I personally think Draco would actually call them that! ....If her knew what a Barbie was... ^_^ Thanks again!
Angel of the Night Watchers- HOW DARE YOU!.... You saw it before me! Omae o korosu! And.. Uh. I just didn't update them? ^_^ You haven't redone or updated your stories I might add missy!! Lol
flying-piggy-123- I personally agree, chamber pots might be difficult to manage... yes, Draco and Hermione will eventually wind up together, but I'm thinking of adding a bit of Lego-mance to complicate things! Lol, thanks for the review!
Mz.Undastood-Actress- I'll answer all your reviews at once: Yup! Dun think I could deal with the orcs. Poor Draco *sniff* ^_^ I had fun sentencing him to the dungeons! YAY! I kept Draco somewhat IC. He's a difficult char to write... thanks for the review(s)!!!
QueenJessica- I try my best! I've been toying with the idea for a while now. I've got quite a few of the later scene planned, just not sure how I'm gonna get there! Lol. Thanks!!
Hurdlingbaybe06- thank you! I loved the irony of that. lol, thanks!!
k-magic- thanks!
Again, thanks to everyone who read, even if you don't review! And thanks to Paris who is reading this as I write! Lol. Now, onto the story!
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I spent about fifteen minutes pacing my room anxiously before another maid came knocking on the door. I bid her to enter an found that she was carrying a small pad of paper, a quill, a small ink pot, a tape measure and a pile of dresses. Following her were two more elves, one carrying a tray of food and the other more dresses. The first elf beckoned them to set their burdens on the bed and table, then shooed them from the room.
"Well, Lady Hermione, my name is Silmarwen. I need to be getting your measurements for dresses as well as see if we have a dress that fits you for tonight's dinner." Silmarwen said briskly, setting the paper, quill and ink pot on the table, uncorking the ink. The took the tape measure and instructed me to stand still while she took measurements.
It felt like she was taking more measurements the Mr. Olivander, which was slightly frightening, considering how many inane measurements he takes. When at last she was done, the top sheet of the notepad filled with neat notes, she set aside the tape measure.
"Here, I believe a few of these dresses may fit." Silmarwen began sorting through the clothes. She finally held up an elegant dark blue dress.
"Is this satisfactory?" She asked. I gazed at the dress. I had never seen anything like it! The midnight-blue dress had a beautifully beaded bodice with long bell sleeves. I shoot my head.
"I could never wear it. It's too beautiful! Is there anything... More practical?" I asked nervously, half afraid of offending Silmarwen, and half afraid of wearing such an exquisite garment.
"Well, there is this one?" She held up another dress.
The sleeves were bell sleeves again, but not as dramatically so. The color was a rich, earthy green, and the entire skirt was embroidered with golden vines. The bodice had a simple gold trim at the modest neckline and an elegant leaf border at the waist.
"I love it!" I said breathlessly. It was simple, but still very pretty. Silmarwen smiled.
"I think it will suit you perfectly." She said, setting down the dress. "I'll help you get into it." She said, indicating the many buttons that ran up the back. I nodded and stripped to my underwear, then slipped into the dress.
Somehow it fit almost perfectly. It was a little short, but only by about two inches, but otherwise it was perfect. I stood patiently while Silmarwen took about ten minutes to do what must have been fifty tiny buttons. When she was done I stood in front of the full-length mirror beside the bathroom. I loved the dress. It suited me, the gold in the design bringing out the golden flecks in my eyes, and the green reminded me of trees and grassy fields.
"Dear, we must do something about your hair!" She held up a lock of my near- waist-length hair. It was still a tangled, bushy mass of chestnut brown. It hadn't changed hardly a bit, save for the length.
Silmarwen led me over to the vanity table and gently pushed me into the seat. She selected a bottle from those set out on the table top and opened it. She poured a few drops of whatever was in it into the palm of her hands. She then ran her hands through my hair, almost instantly taking out all the tangles.
She then took an ivory comb and gently combed out the remaining few snarls. She then stepped back, pondering what to do with my hair.
"Would you prefer your hair to be put up or left down?" She asked, looking over the accessories that lay in a dish on the vanity top.
"Up would be preferable." I said hesitantly. I wasn't sure what she could do with my hair. I usually pulled it into a ponytail or a half-bun, but I was sure that would not be appropriate. It seemed that almost all dinners here were formal occasions.
My doubts were erased, however, when Silmarwen took another bottle and poured a thin, gel-like substance onto her hands and began to work them through my hair. She twisted parts up here and there and finally secured it all with a few pins. She handed me a hand mirror so I could look at the back of my head.
"Oh wow!" I managed to gasp out. She had put my hair into a complicated yet elegant twist that looked like a Celtic knot almost. It looked sleek and it wasn't frizzy. She did a much better job than Lavender had with the French twist in my fourth year. Glancing out my window I noticed that the sun was beginning to set over the treetops.. I sighed. I quickly ran through my head basic etiquette and tried to remember some Elven customs. I took a deep breath.
"Lady Hermione, you will be escorted to dinner by one of Lord Elrond's sons." Silmarwen chuckled. "I honestly never could tell them apart."
There was a firm knock on the door.
Silmarwen opened the door. A male elf stood there, smiling.
"Silmarwen! [Lairen told me I might find you here.]" He said, embracing her.
"Lady Hermione, this is my husband, Finrod Helyanwë. [Love, this is Lady Hermione, my newest charge.]" Silmarwen introduced him. I must have looked confused because Silmarwen clarified. "I told him that I was helping take care of you." I smiled and attempted a curtsy.
"Pleased to meet you."
"Lady Hermione, Elladen (or was it Elrohir?) Will be here shortly. I must leave now. Have a pleasant evening!" Finrod swept her out of the room. My smile faded into a somewhat wistful expression as I closed the door behind them.
I returned to the pacing I had been so deeply involved in until Silmarwen came. I suddenly remembered the food that had been brought. I glanced over at it. It still sat there. I shook my head.
"I'll be eating dinner in a short while anyway." I told myself aloud. Another knock came at my door. I turned abruptly and walked to the door. I opened the door to a stoic faced elf.
"Good Evening Lady Hermione. I've been asked to escort you to dinner." Elrohir. He was less more reserved than his brother, I had noticed. He offered an arm which I politely accepted. Gently pulling the door closed, I turned to face him.
"I'm ready." I said. He nodded and we set off through the twisting maze of halls.
Finally we reached the tall oak doors. The entrance to the Great Hall. I took a deep breath to collect myself. The doors were pushed open. At first glance I saw the huge fire in the middle of the room, the smoke escaping by means of a hole in the ceiling, and many, many elves were mingling about.
All eyes were on me as we entered the hall. Understandably, they had never seen me before, and there were probably rumors galore flying around about me. I had to take another deep breath.
This was going to be a long night.
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You know what I love? When I start a chapter, and finish all the reviews that have shown up on the page, then I type my chapter, and go back to find more reviews!!
Shadow violet212- thanks Paris! ^_^
ri0t-gurl- I was actually thinking about that! I think next chapter I'm going to do a bit of everyone's POV. Thanks for reviewing!
Thanks again to everyone! I hope you enjoyed the chapter and deign it worthy of a review! A few notes on names: I got the names from The Elvish Name Generator at Using the names of my friends and family. This does not necessarily mean that these characters are based on these people. Their names were just handy ^_^
kiwi36- ^_^ I amused myself, and a lot of other people too, apparently! Thank you! *bow*
FAeOfDaRkNeSs- ^_^ Thank you!
Mystery of the Night- thank you! I'm working on updating as fast as I can!
Hot Potter- Publication, eh? I certainly cant publish this, its all copyrighted material, but I am working on an Original story now... I might put it up on fictionpress.net. Thanks for reviewing!
Jayde- thanks! ^_^ I'm gonna try and work on a bit of a Legolas/Hermione/Draco triangle...
CaptainOddball- I love your penname! Lol, why thank you! ^_^ I personally think Draco would actually call them that! ....If her knew what a Barbie was... ^_^ Thanks again!
Angel of the Night Watchers- HOW DARE YOU!.... You saw it before me! Omae o korosu! And.. Uh. I just didn't update them? ^_^ You haven't redone or updated your stories I might add missy!! Lol
flying-piggy-123- I personally agree, chamber pots might be difficult to manage... yes, Draco and Hermione will eventually wind up together, but I'm thinking of adding a bit of Lego-mance to complicate things! Lol, thanks for the review!
Mz.Undastood-Actress- I'll answer all your reviews at once: Yup! Dun think I could deal with the orcs. Poor Draco *sniff* ^_^ I had fun sentencing him to the dungeons! YAY! I kept Draco somewhat IC. He's a difficult char to write... thanks for the review(s)!!!
QueenJessica- I try my best! I've been toying with the idea for a while now. I've got quite a few of the later scene planned, just not sure how I'm gonna get there! Lol. Thanks!!
Hurdlingbaybe06- thank you! I loved the irony of that. lol, thanks!!
k-magic- thanks!
Again, thanks to everyone who read, even if you don't review! And thanks to Paris who is reading this as I write! Lol. Now, onto the story!
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I spent about fifteen minutes pacing my room anxiously before another maid came knocking on the door. I bid her to enter an found that she was carrying a small pad of paper, a quill, a small ink pot, a tape measure and a pile of dresses. Following her were two more elves, one carrying a tray of food and the other more dresses. The first elf beckoned them to set their burdens on the bed and table, then shooed them from the room.
"Well, Lady Hermione, my name is Silmarwen. I need to be getting your measurements for dresses as well as see if we have a dress that fits you for tonight's dinner." Silmarwen said briskly, setting the paper, quill and ink pot on the table, uncorking the ink. The took the tape measure and instructed me to stand still while she took measurements.
It felt like she was taking more measurements the Mr. Olivander, which was slightly frightening, considering how many inane measurements he takes. When at last she was done, the top sheet of the notepad filled with neat notes, she set aside the tape measure.
"Here, I believe a few of these dresses may fit." Silmarwen began sorting through the clothes. She finally held up an elegant dark blue dress.
"Is this satisfactory?" She asked. I gazed at the dress. I had never seen anything like it! The midnight-blue dress had a beautifully beaded bodice with long bell sleeves. I shoot my head.
"I could never wear it. It's too beautiful! Is there anything... More practical?" I asked nervously, half afraid of offending Silmarwen, and half afraid of wearing such an exquisite garment.
"Well, there is this one?" She held up another dress.
The sleeves were bell sleeves again, but not as dramatically so. The color was a rich, earthy green, and the entire skirt was embroidered with golden vines. The bodice had a simple gold trim at the modest neckline and an elegant leaf border at the waist.
"I love it!" I said breathlessly. It was simple, but still very pretty. Silmarwen smiled.
"I think it will suit you perfectly." She said, setting down the dress. "I'll help you get into it." She said, indicating the many buttons that ran up the back. I nodded and stripped to my underwear, then slipped into the dress.
Somehow it fit almost perfectly. It was a little short, but only by about two inches, but otherwise it was perfect. I stood patiently while Silmarwen took about ten minutes to do what must have been fifty tiny buttons. When she was done I stood in front of the full-length mirror beside the bathroom. I loved the dress. It suited me, the gold in the design bringing out the golden flecks in my eyes, and the green reminded me of trees and grassy fields.
"Dear, we must do something about your hair!" She held up a lock of my near- waist-length hair. It was still a tangled, bushy mass of chestnut brown. It hadn't changed hardly a bit, save for the length.
Silmarwen led me over to the vanity table and gently pushed me into the seat. She selected a bottle from those set out on the table top and opened it. She poured a few drops of whatever was in it into the palm of her hands. She then ran her hands through my hair, almost instantly taking out all the tangles.
She then took an ivory comb and gently combed out the remaining few snarls. She then stepped back, pondering what to do with my hair.
"Would you prefer your hair to be put up or left down?" She asked, looking over the accessories that lay in a dish on the vanity top.
"Up would be preferable." I said hesitantly. I wasn't sure what she could do with my hair. I usually pulled it into a ponytail or a half-bun, but I was sure that would not be appropriate. It seemed that almost all dinners here were formal occasions.
My doubts were erased, however, when Silmarwen took another bottle and poured a thin, gel-like substance onto her hands and began to work them through my hair. She twisted parts up here and there and finally secured it all with a few pins. She handed me a hand mirror so I could look at the back of my head.
"Oh wow!" I managed to gasp out. She had put my hair into a complicated yet elegant twist that looked like a Celtic knot almost. It looked sleek and it wasn't frizzy. She did a much better job than Lavender had with the French twist in my fourth year. Glancing out my window I noticed that the sun was beginning to set over the treetops.. I sighed. I quickly ran through my head basic etiquette and tried to remember some Elven customs. I took a deep breath.
"Lady Hermione, you will be escorted to dinner by one of Lord Elrond's sons." Silmarwen chuckled. "I honestly never could tell them apart."
There was a firm knock on the door.
Silmarwen opened the door. A male elf stood there, smiling.
"Silmarwen! [Lairen told me I might find you here.]" He said, embracing her.
"Lady Hermione, this is my husband, Finrod Helyanwë. [Love, this is Lady Hermione, my newest charge.]" Silmarwen introduced him. I must have looked confused because Silmarwen clarified. "I told him that I was helping take care of you." I smiled and attempted a curtsy.
"Pleased to meet you."
"Lady Hermione, Elladen (or was it Elrohir?) Will be here shortly. I must leave now. Have a pleasant evening!" Finrod swept her out of the room. My smile faded into a somewhat wistful expression as I closed the door behind them.
I returned to the pacing I had been so deeply involved in until Silmarwen came. I suddenly remembered the food that had been brought. I glanced over at it. It still sat there. I shook my head.
"I'll be eating dinner in a short while anyway." I told myself aloud. Another knock came at my door. I turned abruptly and walked to the door. I opened the door to a stoic faced elf.
"Good Evening Lady Hermione. I've been asked to escort you to dinner." Elrohir. He was less more reserved than his brother, I had noticed. He offered an arm which I politely accepted. Gently pulling the door closed, I turned to face him.
"I'm ready." I said. He nodded and we set off through the twisting maze of halls.
Finally we reached the tall oak doors. The entrance to the Great Hall. I took a deep breath to collect myself. The doors were pushed open. At first glance I saw the huge fire in the middle of the room, the smoke escaping by means of a hole in the ceiling, and many, many elves were mingling about.
All eyes were on me as we entered the hall. Understandably, they had never seen me before, and there were probably rumors galore flying around about me. I had to take another deep breath.
This was going to be a long night.
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You know what I love? When I start a chapter, and finish all the reviews that have shown up on the page, then I type my chapter, and go back to find more reviews!!
Shadow violet212- thanks Paris! ^_^
ri0t-gurl- I was actually thinking about that! I think next chapter I'm going to do a bit of everyone's POV. Thanks for reviewing!
Thanks again to everyone! I hope you enjoyed the chapter and deign it worthy of a review! A few notes on names: I got the names from The Elvish Name Generator at Using the names of my friends and family. This does not necessarily mean that these characters are based on these people. Their names were just handy ^_^