This is where information from the wiki of Lord of the Rings comes in handy. Arwen is in Rivendell. This is the only part that actually follows the books, because I couldn't re-write the first two chapters. Glorfindel is in the books, but only a little in the films.
When I read the book - or, what I got through of it - I kept thinking it was Legolas who saved Frodo. Thank you, writers of the wiki for Lord of the Rings, for telling me otherwise!
Hermione walked down the hallway just in time to see Arwen and the elder man of their group duck into a room; the golden-haired remained by the door.
"Hisiven Rhovanel. The stars were singing of your return these past days," the man said. "I am Glorfindel."
"A pleasure to meet you," she said, tipping her head. It fitted the setting.
At the sound of her voice, the dark-haired man emerged from the room Glorfindel stood beside. His blue eyes were full of wonder.
"Hisiven. It is so good to have you home," he said, smiling.
Hermione said nothing, only smiling in reply. Glofindel asked the dark-haired man a question in a language Hermione identified as the same as the one she had spoken to bring herself and her friends to this place; the elder man answered in kind.
"Hisiven...I am Lord Elrond, your father. You must be confused...your friend, Rosmir, as Arwen tells me her name is, should wake within the hour," he said, pulling her to him. "I cannot explain how much I have missed you."
"Explain to me, then, why you sent me away."
He motioned for her to walk with him, placing a hand on her back. "Hisiven. I knew it was too dangerous for you to remain here, in the land of your birth. I sent you away for that very reason." He stopped, placing his hands on her shoulders now. "Hisiven, I am sorry. I never meant for you to return to such a dangerous time."
A woman with long silvery hair, wearing a pale blue gown that swirled on the floor, came up to them just then.
"Lord Elrond, the other maiden awakes," she said, sounding a bit breathless.
Without a word, he led Hermione down the hall. She had to hold the skirt of her gown up in order to avoid tripping.
Ginny was sitting up in bed, drinking a large glass of water. An elf-woman stood nearby, this one with long, dark brown hair and wide, pale green eyes and holding a pitcher, presumably full of water.
"Hey, Gi-Rosmir," Hermione said, easing herself onto the bed with a faint smile, blushing just a little. The Weasley girl was incredibly beautiful, her brown eyes flecked with gold, her hair pulled back with a white ribbon to show her now-tipped ears, and a smile on her face.
Elrond silently sent the elf-maiden from the room; she left behind her water-pitcher. And then he spoke.
"Hisiven...Rosmir...speak freely. Tell me what these years have been for you," he said, sitting in an armchair.
Hermione began. "Well...I'm almost eighteen...I think. That's how old I am there. My name there...is Hermione Jean Granger. The year I turned twelve...I started school. I met Harry and Ron - Hitharn and Rothrandir, as you might come to know them. Ron and I thought we hated each other..."
She continued her story while Lord Elrond fidgeted and grimaced and Ginny lay back, watching everything her best friend did.
"So...Lothrendis is our friend Luna Lovegood. Rosmir's name is Ginny. Her full name is incredibly embarrassing. The gowns we arrived in are those left to us upon the death of our school headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. And...that's everything."
Lord Elrond shook himself, while Ginny sat up a bit straighter.
"Your eyes are blue," she said.
Hermione tilted her head, then walked to the wall mirror in Ginny's room. Sure enough, upon close inspection, her dark brown eyes were indeed now as clear as Veritaserum and bluer than the sky.
What an odd color, she thought. Ah, well. Luna was probably having a great time where she was - Mirkwood just sounded like the sort of place she'd fit right in.
Three days after their arrival in Rivendell, Hermione took a long walk and found herself on the bank of a wide river. This felt familiar to her, though she could not have been here before. Wearing the same blue dress she had worn upon arrival, she lowered herself to the pebbled bank and picked up a smooth, flat stone, skipping it across the expanse of the river. The sound it made seemed to echo all around as it plunked under the water.
"I see you have found the edge of the city," came a voice from behind her. She didn't have to turn to know that it was Arwen.
"I was walking, and heard the water. Thought it might be a nice place to relax," she said, smoothing the long skirt.
The sisters talked idly, while Hermione skipped a few more flat stones across the water, and were surprised after only a few moments by a group of four emerging from the trees across the river, one of average height, the other three of equal height to the one brought into Rivendell by the elf-man named Glorfindel. The man recognized Arwen, but the other three seemed confused.
"Hisiven, find Father. He will want to know that Aragorn has arrived, with three of Frodo's companions in tow," Arwen said, standing. Hermione followed her movement and hurried into the city.
Hermione found herself almost running through the city, sleeves and skirt billowing, and in her hurry she found herself slamming into a door as it was opened by Lord Elrond, and fell back with a shout, holding her nose.
"Hiiven, I am so sorry; what is your hurry?" he said, carefully helping her up.
"I've just come from the river," she said, catching her breath. "Arwen...recognized one of a group of four across. Said to tell you that...Aragorn has arrived, with three of Frodo's companions."
He nodded, then told her in a soft voice, "Rosmir is asking for you."
Hermione nodded, lifting her skirts as she hurried.
Ginny had a sad look in her eyes.
"Ginny, what is wrong?" Hermione said, sitting on the bed beside the girl.
"Lord Elrond told me what the people of Gondor do to uninvited guests, especially to those who seem to have appeared from nothing," the redhead whispered, picking up her glass of water and taking a sip.
"I'm sure Harry and Ron escaped, and if they did not, then they wait for us between the worlds. Be strong, Ginny," the brunette said, putting a hand on the other girl's shoulder. "We know Luna's all right; Lord Elrond informed the ruler of Mirkwood not to harm her, and to send her alongside whoever he chooses."
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