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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling, The_Hobbit_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Thorin_Oakenshield/Harry_Potter, Dwalin/Ori, Hermione_Granger/Fili
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Thorin_Oakenshield, Dwalin, Ori_-_Character, Fíli, Kíli,
      Hermione_Granger
  Additional Tags:
      Kinks, Softy_Thorin, Overprotective_Thorin, Mpreg
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-03 Chapters: 1/? Words: 2564
****** Let Life Begin Anew ******
by voyagerdansleslivres
Summary
     His magic sizzled over his skin, killing green eyes stared ahead at
     the swirling mist and hissing whispers that was The Veil. He stepped
     forward, blocking out the voices screaming his name, and calmly let
     himself fall in.
Notes
     Just before we get started I want to point out that in this story,
     Harry had left the war when he stepped in the Veil. Hermione knew
     what he was going to do before hand and after yelling and protesting,
     she supported him.
See the end of the work for more notes
Harry had, had enough. Enough with the war. Enough with the people that claimed
to be friends but left as soon as he did something they didn't agree with. His
only family were Remus, Tonks, Hermione, and Fred and George. They stuck by
him, stuck by all the changes he went through. Especially with his inheritance.
He had found that his mum was part Elf. A Light Elf, specifically, which had
their own kind of elemental magic depending on the person.
With the inheritance, it also came with a few extra differences in his
appearance. He shrunk a few inches, making his already shorter frame impossibly
short. He now stood and just shy of 5' foot. Remus had laughed at that, saying
that both his mum and dad were quite tall and usually Elves were giants. Along
with the shortness, his hair had become longer, now brushing his middle back.
He would have thought that the length would tame the curls, but they were still
pretty unruly. Now they were...pretty though. His skin had become slightly
paler and his muscles that he had worked hard for had now shrunk to a leanness.
Not scrawny though.
His own already impressive magic had nearly doubled when his inheritance came.
The magic nearly exploding out of him. Now, he had to keep his magic under lock
and key to make sure that he wouldn't hurt anyone with accidental magic. It was
hard, and at times he slipped up, the most that has happened was that his magic
had sizzled in the air before settling on his skin. They had made weird little
markings in what he assumed to be another language. Remus had told him that a
Light Elf's magic could imprint their soul mate's name upon their skin. And if
those markings were his mate's name, then how could he ever be able to find
them?
Harry sighed, Hermione glanced at him and gave him a watery eyed smile,
gripping his hand in hers. They were going to the room that held the Veil. He
had told her what he was planning. How he heard whispers that the Veil, at
times, didn't put some one into the spirit world. But in another world
entirely. And that was what he needed really. He couldn't get away from
Voldemort no matter how hard he tried. He would always find him one way or
another. Having a lot of the people he considered family betray him really
didn't help him in anyway either. He was scared, scared that he wouldn't go to
where he wanted to but be dead. He had to try though.
They were in the room now, Hermione was gripping onto him, her head resting
atop of his. He clutched onto her, her fingers digging into his back. When she
spoke, her voice was shaky and broken. Filled with worry. She was scared for
him, and although he didn't know it, she planned on soon following into the
Veil after him. Not today, and maybe not next week, but where ever Harry went,
she knew she had to follow. So she would, even if it meant the possibility of
death.
"You better not die Harry. I will kill you if you do." Harry's eyes teared up a
bit as he let out a dry chuckle. Smiling softly at the girl he considered to be
his sister. They pulled away from one another, Hermione wiping her eyes before
lightly pushing him towards the Veil. Harry gave one last smile before turning
and slowly making his way to the Veil.
Harry took a few steps forward. His hand gripping the bag that was filled with
his necessities and clothes. His shoulders were lightly shaking as he stared
forward. His magic sizzled over his skin, killing green eyes stared ahead at
the swirling mist and hissing whispers that was The Veil. He stepped forward,
blocking out the voices screaming his name, and calmly let himself fall in.
He awoke with dirt in his face and sticks digging into his side.
Harry supposed that was a good sign. At least he wasn't dead.
He sat up, pushing his glasses up and ruffling his hair that was filled with
leaves. Green eyes glanced around, standing up slowly. He was in a forest, that
was for sure. The trees were big and he felt a strange sense of magic. Harry
tensed slightly. Letting a bit of his elemental magic seep into the ground and
around the roots, closing his eyes and hearing the whispers from the trees. He
snapped his magic back when he felt a dark presence.
He outstretched his arm, bending his knees and darting his eyes around. He
didn't need a wand anymore, countless hours of wand less magic practicing with
Hermione had assured he probably wouldn't need one for the rest of his life.
His ear twitched a bit and he whirled around to see a tall and huge spider
coming to him. He was reminded of Hagrid's old spider, but pushed that out of
his mind. This creature was darker.
"Adura Ventus!" He shouted, fire sparking from his hand and curling
dangerously, licking at the air with it's heat before striking the creature. He
heard it shriek before silence. Then more shrieking came about. He spun around,
eyes darting to find many of the same huge spiders making their way quickly to
him. His magic sparked dangerously. Curling around him protectively. He yelled
out, feeling the fire licking at his skin before pushing it out, it didn't hurt
though. He felt a great sense of relief.
Harry heard briefly the sound of yelling, he spun around quickly, pinning these
smaller looking people with his green eyes. They were sparked with light and
glinting. They paused, staring at him before Harry turned back around and let
the fire kill more of the spiders, watching the rest scramble off. He pulled
his magic back in. Instead of pushing at his core like before, it was now
quietly humming contently. He took a few deep breaths, turning back around to
look at the men staring at him in wonder.
"What are you? And what is your business in these parts?!" The big one in front
yelled, his voice was gruff and the top of his head was bald. The baldness
tinted with dark black ink. There were two smaller, younger looker men behind
him. One with dark brown hair, gazing at him curiously with wide eyes. The
other a blonde, this one looking a bit more guarded than the brunette. They all
were wearing weird clothes with armor. The tall one had an ax in his belt. The
blonde had a sword, the brunette had a bow and arrow.He straightened up,
tugging his bag back on his shoulder.
"I am a human with a few extra talents. I have come here because I wish to get
away from troubles that I would rather like to keep unsaid and put behind me."
He smiled politely at the three in front of him, showing them his slightly
sharp teeth. The younger looking ones had looked slightly less guarded, a smile
curling at both of their lips. The older one looked at him pointedly.
"Where do you wish to go?" The eldest said, the brunette had brightened. Harry
had smiled when he suddenly blurted out an answer before he had time to even
think of what he could say.
"He could stay with us!" He had said, blushing a bit as the two other one's
gaze turned to him. Harry smiled at them, letting their attention fall on him
once more before he nodded.
"I wouldn't particularly oppose that idea. You could probably tell I am not
from around here and you could probably teach me a lot about where I am." He
walked to the trio slowly."My name is Harry, Harry Potter." He smiled at them,
seeing the oldest nod and straighten a bit.
"Dwalin at yer' service." He bowed a bit, nodding his head before grumbling
lightly under his breath as the two younger ones pushed in front of him and
smiled at Harry with two bright and welcoming smiles. The two bowing at the
same time.
"I'm Fili, at your service." Said the blonde.
"And I am Kili, at your service."Said the brunette. Harry's heart clenched
painfully for a moment, but he smiled at the two to hide it. The two of them
reminded him of Fred and George a bit. They were certainly brothers, and while
not twins, Harry could tell that the two of them were probably very close to
one another. Just like the twins.
"We should take you to the kingdom, the King will know what to do and where to
put you." Dwalin said. Harry nodded, looking at him. Kili and Fili were
smiling, bright white teeth glinting. They both had a piece of gold glinting
and shining in their mouths.
"Where exactly am I? What world is this?" Harry asked quietly, mind reeling and
trying to think of any other worlds that he was taught about at Hogwarts. All
they really talked about was about the Muggle World and how they differed from
the magical. Fili and Kili both looked at him funny, lifting their eyebrows at
him and muttering to one another.
"You are in Middle Earth, close by to The Lonely Mountain, where we will be
taking you." Dwalin told him. Harry tried thinking of something, anything that
told him that sounded familiar. Nothing came up. He was slightly worried he did
die and this was all just some strange sort of afterlife that Fate had in store
for him. Fate had made everything before this pretty complicated.
"Shall we go?" Harry tugged on the bag on his shoulder a bit, biting his lip
before pushing up his glasses. His mind was still whirling with possibilities
about this Lonely Mountain Kingdom that Dwalin talked about.The oldest nodded
before turning and walking further into the woods. Harry and the other two
followed.
"Why do you dress so funny?" Kili asked quietly. Harry merely smiled and
glanced at him from the corner of his eye. Seeing the brunette flush. Up close,
Harry noticed they all had braids in their long hair, each one of them in a
different style.
"I could ask the same for you." Harry and Fili laughed softly while Kili
flushed and shouted that he wasn't.
The rest of the way was silent. And when the four of them got to their supposed
destination. Harry merely raised an eyebrow and looked up at the tall mountain
in front of him. He let his magic seep into the earth for a small bit. A bit
surprised at feeling all of the life beings inside of the mountain.
Dwalin stepped up, racking his knuckles against what seemed to be a regular
piece of rock. But Harry watched with wide eyes as the rock parted and opened
in a huge gateway that was edged with rubies and crystals. The walls were
sparkling with tiny little diamonds and the what would be a dark hallway was
lit with the light of the crystals. His eyes widened at the sheer beauty of it
and the three chuckled at him. Harry smiled a bit and looked at them.
"It's beautiful." He said, the three nodded absently before leading him inside.
They gave him a tour and introduced him to what seemed like everyone in the
city. While on the tour, Harry noticed that along every wall there were
thousands it seemed like, of different types of jewels. Harry tried thinking of
another race that loved and hoarded jewels and riches. The only one that he
could really think of was the Goblins, and these people were much too nice and
didn't even look like any Goblin that he has seen before.
When they passed by the huge library, Dwalin had him meet his own mate. A
smaller man named Ori who was a little shy but got excited and opened up when
Harry started talking about books. The shorter man was wearing a thick jumper
with mittens. Which was a little surprising considering that it was pretty hot
in here and he didn't even seem to mind. Ori seemed to noticed and smiled a
bit, leaning when Dwalin wasn't whispering and told him how Dwalin made them
for him for their anniversary.
He almost laughed, the thought of the big and gruff Dwalin sitting down and
knitting was a bit hilarious actually. Ori simply smiled at him and pressed
closer to Dwalin's side. Harry was surprised when the gruff Dwalin he had met
earlier was turned to big teddy bear who coddled the younger man. He smiled at
the two.
After they finished, Dwalin told him that he was going to take him to meet the
King. Thorin was his name. Harry nodded and pushed up his glasses, the arm of
his sleeve slipping down a bit and showing the ink on his arm. Dwalin's gaze
narrowed before he motioned to Harry's arm."May I see that?" He asked, voice
rough. Harry nodded and tugged the arm of his sleeve up to his elbow. Shrugging
a bit.
"Someone told me that in my race, your soul mate's name will appear on your
skin. I never knew that it even spelled out a name." Harry gasped suddenly,
gaze flying up to look at Dwalin's face."You know who it is?" Dwalin nodded
slowly, mouth in a thin line."Will you take me to him?" Hope filled him and his
magic hummed in his veins. It felt nice. Maybe he would finally meet the man
that had already laid claim to his heart.
"That is what we were going to do." Dwalin started walking down the long
corridor, Harry following. They walked up a crystal staircase to a big open
hall. Harry's magic suddenly tugged on his core as he saw the throne and the
king sitting on it. There seemed to be a big pile of gold surrounding the
throne, the throne itself was big and gold. Etched with rubies and different
coloured jewels. In the center of it there seemed to be a place for something,
something that wasn't there. Harry swallowed heavily, feeling his heart squeeze
in his chest. Pleasantly, however, this time.
As Harry got closer, he looked at the king. He was younger than he was
expecting. With only a few gray streaks in his long dark hair. There was a
couple of wrinkles around his eyes and his eyebrows were thick and low. His
nose straight and eyes an intense dark blow. He had a couple of long braids
next to his face with a dark blue bead in each of them. A cut jaw that was
covered in a beard and thin lips. He was very handsome. His magic sizzled and
thrummed in his skin. His core feeling like it was on fire with his elemental
magic stirring. Harry's heart stuttered as he met the dark eyes with his own
green ones.
He had finally met the man's whose name was etched onto his skin by the magic
he was blessed with.
With that thought in his head, Harry had fainted, faintly aware of a deep voice
calling his name and a blue streak racing toward him.
End Notes
     Ah well! I hoped you all liked this chapter and I hope you will want
     to continue to read the story
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