Summary: Ninfea Evanna Potter, the girl-who-lived, the chosen one has finally defeated the dark Lord Voldemort, however when she went to the Headmaster's office to Snape's portrait about leaving the Wizarding World she trips and accidentally touches...
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Chapter Fifteen, Rallying to the King
"Ninfea!" Arwen shouted as an Orc was creeping up behind her his sword raised but she was too far away to reach her little sister in time, despite that Arwen still notched an arrow into her bow preparing to shoot the Orc but she needn't have bothered as Ninfea finished fighting the two Orcs she was fighting in time to dispatch the one creeping up on her though she did get a slice to her shoulder. Ninfea smiled at her sister briefly before she was swarmed again by a multitude of Orcs further separating her from her family. "These beggars are sure attracted to you Lassie!" Dain called coming to her aide as she was beginning to become overwhelmed by the sheer number even with her magic obliterating those that came too close, her magic using her bow and arrow and using her two swords. "Thank you Dain." Ninfea shouted over the roar of battle going on around them.
"I think I know why they're attracted to me I just hope I'm wrong." Ninfea sighed as they were yet again surrounded. "There's too many of these buggers. Where's Thorin? We need him!" Dain called out. "No we don't. Can you hold them off for a moment?" Ninfea asked Dain and the dwarves around them. "Aye." Dain said raising an eyebrow wondering what the young elfling who had captured the heart of his youngest cousin was planning. Without answering his unasked question Ninfea withdrew a small throwing knife and carved a rune on her hand before punching the ground with a yell as her magic burst out of her and into the ground killing all of the Orcs around them. Dain and the dwarves around her looked on in shock as she stood with a sheepish smile on her face before Dain burst out laughing. "I like you Lassie." He said with a chuckle as they were drawn back into battle.
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Kili and the other dwarves watched on in horror as the Orcs seemed to swarm Ninfea separating her from her family. Though they were impressed on how she held her own against the number of Orcs she was fighting against with her two swords twirling in a deadly circle cutting down Orcs as she went that is until one Orc sneaked up behind her with his sword raised. "Ninfea!" They heard her sister shout as she notched an arrow ready to help her sister no matter the distance. Kili's eyes widened in fear but relaxed slightly as Ninfea turned in time killing the Orc though receiving a cut to the arm.
"Why are they going for her?" Bofur asked confused and worried as they could only watch helplessly as more and more Orcs swarmed on the young Elf driving her from her family. "It can't mean anything good." Balin said grimly. "I need to get out of here. I need to help her." Kili said fearfully as they watched Ninfea slowly succumbing to the sheer number of Orcs, until Dain helped her but even then there was too many of them. "I'm with you brother." Fili said as he prepared to leave with his brother to help Ninfea and ignore his uncles wishes. "Wait." Gloin called to he two princes. "I won't hear it Gloin." Kili snapped.
"No, look." Gloin pointed into the battle where they could see that Dain and the others and surrounded Ninfea as she drew something on her hand before punching the ground with the same hand as her magic burst forth from her into the ground and around them killing the Orcs in the nearest vicinity. "Whoa!" Dwalin said shocked and amazed at the raw power the elfling possessed and immediately felt guilty over how he'd treated her since he met her. "Kili I'm sorry for how I have treated your One. It was wrong of me to judge her so harshly." Dwalin apologised.
