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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(The picture above is Ninfea's wedding dress and Kili's prince outfit for the wedding).
Chapter Seventeen, The Wedding
It was nearly a week later when Ninfea finally came round much to the relief of her family and friends who were besides themselves with worry. "Oh my daughter!" Elrond gasped as he sprint from his seat pulling his youngest child into his arms holding her tightly as she wrapped her arms around his waist, kissing her head. "Don't ever scare me like that again Ninth, do you understand?" Elrond said firmly pulling daughter away from him giving her a fierce glare. "I'm sorry Ada." Ninfea apologised softly feeling absolutely horrible for scaring and upsetting her Ada. Elrond sighed pulling her back into his arms. "I'm just glad your safe." He sighed into her hair kissing her head once more as he sat besides her on the bed.
It was a good ten minutes of them just soaking up each other's presence reassuring themselves that they were both alright. "Ada?" Ninfea asked softly breaking the comfortable silence they had fallen into. "Where is everyone? What happened? How long have I been out?" Ninfea asked once she had gathered her father's attention. "Your siblings, their ones and Thranduil and his men are helping the people of Laketown settle, clean and fix up Dale which is where we are now. Gandalf , Radghast, Bilbo and all the Dwarves are cleaning up the Mountain. Gandalf is making sure everything is free of dragon sickness. You've been out for nearly a week you've had everyone besides themselves with worry, they come back and visit you all the time. Thorin has been crowned as King and his oldest nephew, Fili, has been crowned Prince." Elrond told his daughter.
"I'm sorry Ada." Ninfea apologised once more. Elrond kissed her forehead gently hugging her closer. "Don't worry about it now. How're you feeling?" He asked concerned. Ninfea paused for a moment assessing how she felt. Her magical core felt fully restored which was good but she felt a little sore but thankfully there was no pain. "I'm okay Ada just a little sore. My magical core has recharged at least." She said smiling at her father. Elrond sighed in relief feeling as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulder. "Ada." Ninfea said seriously. "Bilbo has the One Ring." She said shocking her father.
"We need to destroy it. I know you said only the fire would work. But what if my sword would? The magic of the ring feels exactly like the Horcruxes I told you about from my old world and they could be destroyed by the sword as it's imbued with basilisk venom the most deadly venom in the world. But if that doesn't work I can use Fyend Fyre which is a very deadly fire spell which should also kill it. Then Sauron will be destroyed for good and he can't come after me." Ninfea said rambling in her fear and panic.
"Shhhh! My daughter, shhh! Everything is going to be alright I promise. I will go and let everyone know your awake and alright and inform Bilbo the dangers of the Ring and what we must do. Don't worry no one is ever going to hurt you again I promise. Now get some rest I'll be back soon." Elrond said kissing his daughter's head before leaning the room as Ninfea snuggled down into the bed drifting off into a light sleep while she waited.
