Hey guys! Thanks for all the great reviews I'm getting! You guys are the best! zimerman1407 I hope that this chapter is how you meant when you mentioned HP and LOTR relations! I also just realised that I missed the great feast and everything, sorry for that but I'm just pretending that Hermione was unconscious then, though it would be funny to see Hermione's reaction to Ron eating all that food! LOL! Anyways

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Chapter 3: Kindness & Kisses

Hermione was woken by a gentle nudging. She opened her eyes and saw a beautiful woman standing over her. She had beautiful, dark hair, a flawless complexion and shimmering grey eyes that held kindness and compassion in their depths. She introduced herself "My name is Arwen, how have you enjoyed your stay at Rivendell so far?"

Hermione answered excitedly, "Oh it's just amazing, Rivendell is so different to home." Arwen laughed "Of course, I should have known from your previous attire." Hermione laughed with her. "I have heard that you wish to accompany Froddo on his journey." Hermione said "Yes I would love the chance to go."

"May I ask why?" questioned Arwen, "for you are very intriguing to me." Hermione explained "Well my friend Harry would definitely choose to go, since he has a tendency to be a hero somehow." Arwen was confused by that, "Why?" "Well, back where we come from, he was famous for something he couldn't remember." Hermione explained everything that happened and her school life in detail and Arwen occasionally commented or questioned.

By the time they had finished, it was almost time for dinner. "Oh Hermione, I own a dress that would complement your figure perfectly, you could wear it to dinner tonight!" Arwen exclaimed excitedly. "Um, I'm not so sure…" Hermione started uncertainly. "Nonsense," Arwen admonished, "it will suit you perfectly." She quickly went to find the said dress.

Hermione gave a sigh of defeat and thought about how similar Arwen was to Ginny. They were both bright, bold and had a wicked sense of humour, though you could always rely on them. Arwen returned with the dress and some jewellery, and started to work on Hermione. When she was finished Arwen showed her a mirror with a triumphant smile.

Hermione could barely recognise herself. The dress was feminine yet so… Hermione. It was a dark forest green, with gold vine designs on the hems. Arwen had somehow pinned some of Hermione's usually wild hair up and left the rest to hang down to her waist in ringlets with a few soft curls framing her heart shaped face prettily. "Wow" Hermione gasped at her reflection. "Come now," Arwen said with a knowing smile, "Or we will be late."

Arwen led Hermione for the first time to the dining hall. She was amazed at the sight. There were elves, dwarves, and hobbits, Gandalf, Harry and Ron. She made her way to the latter and sat down. "Have I missed anything" She inquired. "No, nothing has happened yet." Ron said yawning with mock boredom.

"Honestly Ron, patience is a virtue." Hermione snapped "It most certainly is." Hermione spun around to face the speaker with a start. "I apologise for scaring you Lady Hermione." Legolas said with a small smirk gracing his features. "Oh it's you, you just startled me, that's all." Just then a bell rang through the great hall.

"Thank you for gathering here today," Elrond started, "After our meal has ended, I have an announcement to make." He sat down and everybody started to talk and eat. Legolas wasn't eating much, probably due to the fact that he was ogling Hermione surreptitiously. He loved the way the moon light dappled on her honey coloured hair and the way her eyes sparkled with laughter.

"Legolas," Hermione said, shaking him out of his stupor, "Could you perhaps teach me some archery? For I heard that you are very experienced with a bow." Legolas beamed, it would mean he would get to spend more time with her. "Of course, I would be delighted to." He said still smiling.

When all the food was cleared and most of the guests had departed, Elrond led them to a secluded courtyard. The air was warm and fresh, and the night was clear. "I have gathered you here tonight because I have decided which of us will take part in the journey to Mordor.

The group seemed to hold their breath as he continued. "Frodo the Ringbearer and the hobbits shall go, as well as Aragorn, Boromir, Gimli, Legolas, Gandalf, Harry, Ron and Hermione." "What!" Gimli and Boromir were outraged. "How could a woman participate in this perilous journey? She would only be a burden to us and she wouldn't last a day in the wild." Boromir said, sending a smirk rivalling Draco Malfoy's at Hermione.

Hermione was incensed, that sexist bastard! She thought and fired up to defend herself. "For your information I have watched people tortured and killed. (A/N: I'm pretending that she saw Sirius get killed.) I have suffered contempt for my blood status and now you pull that sexist stuff on me!" She was indignant and red and gold sparks started to shoot out of her wand dangerously.

Boromir and Gimli eyed her wand warily. "Hermione should be allowed to come," Harry said to her defence, "And she's the better at magic than me and Ron combined." Hermione blushed gave him a grateful smile. "She could also heal anyone that got injured." Ron added, taking Harry and Hermione by surprise.

"Why is it that whenever I say something smart you all look at me like that." Said Ron slightly annoyed. Gimli hung his head and said "I apologise, for my actions and I hope that you will forgive me." Hermione gave the dwarf a small smile. "I accept you but I don't like it." Boromir muttered. She gave him a sharp look but let it rest. "Now everyone should enjoy the rest of the night." Elrond said with a warning look in his eyes towards Boromir. Gradually everyone left the courtyard.

As Hermione listened to the music and laughter, she found herself caught up with the enchanting song and wished with all her might to be able to understand the foreign language. She suddenly had an amazing idea and cursed herself for thinking about it sooner. Hermione made her way to the vast library, found a dozen books on elvish and started making her way through a worn out tome.

She had finished a few chapters when "Reading again?" Hermione looked up quickly, recognising the voice. "Oh, I'm just doing a bit of light reading." She said to Legolas. "Light reading?" He echoed in amazement. "Honestly, you're just like Harry and Ron." Hermione huffed.

"Sorry," he said apologetically, "So, what are you 'light reading'" He finished with a cheeky smirk. "Oh just something about elvish, it seem so fascinating. I only know English and French so I would like to learn some since lots of people here seem to know it and-" Hermione cut herself of blushing slightly.

"Really?" Legolas asked with fascination, "I can assist you with your task if you wish." He offered, hoping to spend as much time as possible with this intriguing girl. Her eyes shone with enthusiasm, "Really? Could we start now?" She faltered, "Only if you want to, that is."

Legolas grinned and said "Of course we can start now." And the pair practised in the library until Hermione fell asleep and Legolas carried her to her room. He placed her down gently, hesitated for a moment and kissed her softly on the forehead murmuring "Goodnight."

Yay! A kiss! So hoped you liked that and please review! I don't mind criticism or suggestions!

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