(Kind of a slow burn...?) ~♥︎ Gandalf nodded, responding in an equally hushed voice. You strained to hear, trying to pick up his words- But suddenly, a pair of hands covered your ears. ♥︎~ Highest scores: [ #1 in Legolas] [ #1 in Lotr] [ #4 in readerxcharacter] Most of the characters belong to J.R.R. Tolkien

In a bed chamber high in the trees of Lothlorien is a young she-elf is sound asleep. "She will wake soon if Mithrandir is to proceed with his quest to Erebor. The darkness will grow, and she will awaken to fight it, like she did long ago." Galadriel says, turning to her husband and taking his hand. The she-elf is not as young as she seems, she had nearly faded when Galadriel found her at the beginning of the second age. The elf never woke, but the Lady of Light has foreseen it; Naehlara will awaken to help lead the elves, men and all free folk to peace, for she is the High Queen of the elves. The only living elf from the first age. Her fae grows stronger with every year bringing her closer to awakening. Galadriel once was friends with the elf, her father Thingol; king of Doriath before it was abandoned and forgotten as the first age elves left Middle Earth to go back to Valanor or faded with time. "I have longed to see my friend reawaken but how do you explain to one that nearly two ages has passed since she fell into slumber." Galadriel says, a small smile growing on her face. "She was a mighty warrior, the best in all of Middle Earth. But she was stubborn, not as wise as most elves. A lot more like our Woodland kin, the ones in Greenwood." Galadriel says, a laugh slipping through her lips as she remembers watching Naehlara fight in the wars long ago. How she'd argue with anyone that stood in her way, nearly taking the head off the captain of the guard when he would not head her warning of the armies coming from Morgoth. ✨NOT A HOBBIT FANFIC IT IS SET DURING LORD OF THE RINGS✨ A/N I do not own any character other than Naehlara and maybe more if I choose to add more. But probably just Naehlara. I'm newer to the fandom so please let me know if i got any facts wrong. I hope you enjoy the story Also maybe be slow updates due to work but I hope to put out consistently!

COMPLETED 4/4/2021 "The people who often times do terrible things, are the same ones who have had terrible things done to them." After Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts, the world became plagued with a darkness unlike anything it had seen before. Muggles were slaughtered in the streets, the Dark wizard's opponents were executed for show, and all those who had fought with the Order were forced into hiding. Avalon had lost it all-- her friends, her peers, her loved ones. Everything. So, when she was thrown back in time to 1943, she knew that it was up to her to change the course of time and rewrite a new history-- one in which she had to find the Horcruxes and murder Tom Riddle before he could ever become Voldemort. Tom Riddle. Avalon Hendrix. Either she was going to kill him, or he was going to kill everyone she loved. They were nothing more than two products of extreme circumstance that chose two very different paths, yet had time for their roads to converge. --Due to the amount of spoilers in the comments, I will be muting all accounts who comment with the #RR hashtag. Please do not do this.-- •WARNING• This book contains themes and scenes that are intended for a mature audience.

Tom Riddle. A charming, charismatic, dangerous young man. Alia Waters. An intelligent, beautiful, polite young woman. Both intent on cracking each other's riddles. A story of love, danger and control.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!" "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing. An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul? "𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from

Tom Riddle x OC So many OCs that should just be put all into one story. All rights for everything but the plot and OCs to J K Rowling. Please read the introduction it's very informative. Also, these are like full length stories that range in many parts to just one long part. A diverse range of characters, and you can finally find all that Tom Riddle fan fiction that other one shots are lacking.

He said always, she believed him... It's 1938 when the young Clara Pevensie meets the soon to be the darkest wizard ever known; Tom Riddle. When the pair attend Hogwarts together they become closer than ever, and Clara begins to notice that Tom is no longer the same boy he used to be. Each day she is forced to watch as he turns to the dark arts, taking the name Lord Voldemort to break his muggle ties. Their love is forbidden and this pulls them together more strongly than either ever imagined, but does this mean that they will always be together? Not just for Clara but for the wizarding world, it is the beginning of the end. Note: This books needs some serious editing, so please take that into account while you are reading.

they said potions were just not her thing, but alexandrina reddins seemed to do the impossible. becoming friends with cedric diggory after he left her in her first year was the last thing on her mind. but with an insanely dangerous tournament he somehow got himself involved in, cedric comes running to her for help and she gets whisked into a year full of anything but normal. / c.d.

The Triwizard Tournament is finally revived after centuries, but this time, seven champions are called for the task. Although this sounds exciting to Analeigh Heart, what really catches her attention is a charming boy by the name of Cedric Diggory, whose tragic fate was sealed the moment he entered his name into the Goblet of Fire. But what if one's destiny isn't set in stone and can, perhaps, actually intertwine with the lives of certain people? What would you do if you had a chance to change that fate? ★ ★ ★ Cedric Diggory || Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire & Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Started: 2015 Hiatus: 2017-2019 Completed: 2021 Currently in the process of editing. Edited chapters are labeled with a ✔️ mark. The sequel is up on my profile and ongoing.

She was his world. Everyone in the lot saw that. They saw what the two had and didn't want to intervene. Maybe it was one of those summer romances that often ended when school started, but they all knew the two were going places. With her being smart witted and sharp tongued, he could lead a war and win. They could both conquer the world with what they have, the strong-willed and the sharp-tongued. If they made it to August, the school will bow in front of them. "They are shooting stars- a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're gone." cover by: me⚘ (Chapter 1 - 10 are undergoing heavy editing. Have faith. My 17 year old self was so angsty, I can't-)