Imagine Being Sent To Thranduil Along With Thorin

Imagine being sent to Thranduil along with Thorin

Small explanation. Y/N actually knows Thranduil as a close friend. She was his confidant when he became king. He knows that she is not from this world and was sent here and posesses the ability to change the fate of all middle earth. (Time travel kinda stuff?) Anyways HAPPY READING

Thranduil: I will let you go, if you but return which is mine.

Y/N: Honestly not sure why I'm here? Can I leav-

Thranduil: *interrupts* Silence Pethryn.

Thorin: A favour for a favour

Thranduil: You have my word, one king to another.

Y/N: *cringes, knowing that's next.*

Thorin: I would not trust, Thranduil, great king, to honour his word, should the end of all days be upon us.

Y/N: *sighs and looks down* Shit.

Thorin: I have seen how you treat your friends. We came to you once. Starving, homeless, seeking your help. But you turned your back.

Thranduil and Y/N: *looks at eachother but remains silent*

Thorin: *continues* You turned away from the suffering of my people. The inferno that destroyed us. Imrid amrâd ursul! (Die a fiery death)

Y/N: *loudly* Enough Thorin.

Thranduil: Do not talk to me of dragon fire. I know it's wrath and ruin. I have faced the great serpents of the north.

Y/N: *looks away from his scar*

Thranduil: I warned your grandfather what his greed would summon, but he would not take heed. You are no different.

*Gestures to the guards to take him away*

Stay here if you will and rot. A hundred years is a mere blink, in the eyes of an elf.

Thorin and gaurds exit

Y/N: Rather dramatic aren't we old friend? *smirks*

Thranduil: *refuses to look at you* Do not think I did not notice you turn away.

Y/N: *looks down* I cannot bear to look upon the pain I brought you. That day, that scar. It was meant for me.

Thranduil: Mellon nin, I would face the serpents once more if I were but to keep you safe.

Y/N: We went needlessly into battle. I was the one who should have-

Thranduil: Enough. You have spent a millennia repenting and punishing yourself for something I never blamed you for. I have nothing but fate to thank that it brings you back to my halls even if unwillingly. I have spent centuries waiting for your council again.

Y/N: *sighs and kneels* I have missed you Aran nin.

Thranduil: The Narrator does not kneel to a mere King in passing time, stand. I will not tell you again, lest my people think I have gone soft or mad.

Y/N: *grins* By the way you do know that they will escape.

Thranduil: And I guess I am not able to stop them?

Y/N: Nope.

Thranduil: Will you be joining them?

Y/N: *skips up to his throne and sits* All in due time my friend. Patience is a virtue.~

Thranduil: *picks her up with one hand by the scruff and sets her off his throne* Stop that. It is unbecoming. Go eat, tis the Feast of Starlight.

Y/N: Already on it! See ya later loser.

Y/N exits

Thranduil: *mutters from his throne* How they are able to switch between a child and an adult that is burdened with the fate of time, never ceases to confuse me.

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Aran nin= My king

Pethryn= Narrator

Almost 2k?! Thats a long boi for me.

Incorrect quotes #1

Boromir: Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king.

Y/N: *whispers* Mad cause bad.

Legolas and Aragorn: *suppresses grins*

Imagine Y/N being there when Gandalf gets captured by the Balrog in the mines of Moria and Legolas comforts you.

Y/N: Gandalf they're running.

The goblins disperse

Boromir: What is this new evil.

Y/N: I fear that it is something worse is upon us.

Footsteps approach

Y/N and Gandalf: A Balrog.

Gandalf: A demon of the ancient world.

Y/N: And not a hot one either *mutters*

The fellowship: What?

Y/N: This foe is beyond any of you.

Gandalf: Run! Quickly!

The fellowship comes to a cliff and all stop before it.

Aragorn: Gandalf... Can you continue.

Gandalf: *looks at you and Aragorn* You must lead them on. The bridge is near.

Y/N: But I-

Gandalf: Do as I say! Swords are of no more use here.

They all climb down the stairs hurriedly but find a gap.

Legolas: Y/N! *gestures for you to jump*

Y/N: Gandalf first, then the little ones. Hurry!

One by one they get across while Gimli pauses.

Gimli: Nobody tosses a dwarf!

Y/N: I don't think you want to jump.

Gimli: *jumps and is caught by his beard* NOT THE BEARD.

Y/N: *smirks* Told you so.

Legolas pulls him up.

Y/N: Hurry Frodo! *throws Frodo to Legolas*

Y/N and Aragorn slide down the stairs as it collapses.

Gandalf: Over the bridge! Fly!

Y/N: Gandalf quickly! The bridge!

They reach the bridge and Gandalf stops.

Gandalf: You cannot pass!

Frodo: Gandalf!

Y/N: No! *runs back to Gandalf*

Gandalf: Pethryn STAY.

Y/N reluctantly halts.

Gandalf: I am a servant of the Secret Fire. Wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you flame of Udûn!

The Balrog strikes Gandalf.

Gandalf: Go back to the shadows.

Balrog brings forth it's whip.

Gandalf: YOU SHALL NOT PASS!

Y/N: Gandalf do not linger! You must come!

Gandalf Stares into the abyss as the creature falls.

Y/N: NO! *she rushes forwards grasped by Aragorn and Legolas* Let me go. UNHAND ME. *struggles* GANDALF.

Boromir: No!

Frodo: GANDALF *Boromir holds him back*

Gandalf: Fly you fools!

Gandalf falls.

Frodo: No!

Boromir: Aragorn! We must move.

Aragorn and Legolas drag Y/N and they all exit the mines.

Y/N: I could have saved him. I could have pulled him up! Why did you stop me? Why didn't you let me-

Legolas pulls Y/N to his chest.

Legolas: We could not have you fall into fire and shadow too. Gandalf sacrificed for us so we must honour him by living.

Y/N: *shakes in anger* I could have helped him.

Aragorn: Then you know it was the path he had to take.

Y/N: *grits their teeth* But I do not have to like it.

Aragorn: Get them up.

Boromir: Give them a moment for pity's sake.

Y/N: *quietly* There is no time for pity.

Aragorn: By nightfall, these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlórien.

Y/N: Quickly, get them up Boromir. Legolas help me.

Legolas: I'm sorry, I only wanted to make sure you were safe.

Y/N: It was not your fault. I bare you no ill will. Thank you Mellon nîn. For keeping me safe.

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Pethryn still means narrator!! hope u guys enjoy this, I haven't posted a LOTR one in a bit so ENJOYYY <3

Imagine Draco Malfoy Finding Out You Like Him

Draco: You? A Filthy half blood, like me? 

Y/N: Sighing “I’m a pureblood Draco you know this... And honestly I also don't know what I see in you.”

Draco: Hurriedly “No you can’t take it back now.” 

Draco turns around and starts shouting: “Y/N fancies me. She's asking me to go with her to Hogsmeade.”

Y/N: Facepalms “You know if you wanted to return my feelings and let other people know I'm taken, you can just say you like me too.”

Draco: But I have a reputation to uphold...

Smaug: "No blade can pierce me!"

Bard: -appears with a black arrow-

Y/n: "Okay so are we gonna do it this movie or the next one?"

Bard: "What?"

Y/N: "I'm just saying, if you're not gonna kill him now, then why show us the damn arrow."

The company: "Movie? What's a movie?."

Thorin: -Cutting off Azogs hand in battle.-

Y/N: "Shoulda gone for the head."

Thorin: ????

Thanos: -Sneezes-