Aragorn glanced around furtively, closing the door behind him. He had finally gotten away from Harry, but he decided that you can never be too careful. Satisfied that the area was clear, he slumped against the wall and thought about the past few days. After they had gotten the hobbits to Rivendell, he had figured that Harry would leave. No such luck. Also, for some reason, no one else seemed to realize Harry was a terrifying demon. His foster-father had been visibly impressed by Harry's knowledge of healing, and Elladan and Elrohir were in awe of his pranking skills. Even Arwen had enjoyed his stories and tales of lands far beyond the sea, tales of women and men who had risen beyond the expectations of their families and friends to change the world. Or at least that's what she said. Aragorn was starting to become desperate, what could he possibly do to get rid of this Thing that had convinced everyone he was as tame as a kitten. At least he could get away from him by showing him the stables. He knew Harry loved horses, but Aragorn didn't think they would distract him for lo... "FOUND YOU!" someone yelled directly into his ear. He screamed, jumping away from the wall, and sprinting down the hall. Harry looked after him in puzzlement, but then his face lit up. "Tag!" He yelled running after Aragorn.
This is the second part to my new fic, yay! This story was originally supposed to be a one-shot, but then people actually liked it so I decided to give y'all another chapter. Just a warning, this will be a drabble fic focusing on Harry tormenting Aragorn in random places during the LotR canon. It probably won't be chronological, and there will be NO slash. I don't read or write slash, so if you have a problem with that, stop reading. Please respect me as the author and my choices. Love y'all, bye. :)