The Elven Witch

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 a magical artefact that transports her to Middle Earth.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Hobbit or Harry Potter. JK Rowling and JRR Tolkien own them.

Chapter One, An Unexpected Leave

She should have known that something was wrong the moment she stepped into the great hall and heard nothing but a horrible silence. Looking around the ruined hall she noticed that most were looking in a certain direction rather warily. Following there gaze a frown formed on her lips as she noticed that the people they were staring at were those she considered to be her adopted family, the Weasleys. What she saw made her heart split into a thousand pieces but also made her more angry then she had ever been in her life, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Molly were talking rather loudly about how Ninfea was a murderer as she hadn't really tried to save them all and if she had hardly anyone would have died and Fred would still be alive and they deserved the money Dumbledore had been given them from the Potter Vault since they had met Ninfea at Kings Cross. "MOLLY HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO NINFEA!" Mr Weasley yelled at his wife as the rest of his sons looked at their mother, siblings and Hermione in disgust.

"We deserve that money after putting up with that brat for all these years, pretending to care for that Elvin little brat. She's ruined everything getting together with Malfoy, she was meant to marry Percy. Dumbledore and I had made a Marriage contract and she ruined it when she went to Gringotts with that Death Eater to unlock all of magic and her Elvin inheritance she even had the nerve to take everything back from us when it was rightfully mine, I mean ours. That little brat was never meant to find out about her money, her inheritance or that Lily was adopted. She should have died with her Death Eater boyfriend." Molly snarled. There was silence in the Hall as everyone was in shock at what the Weasley Matriarch was saying about their saviour and that their beloved Headmaster had used and manipulated their saviour since she was a baby.

"How could you?" Ninfea whispered her hair whipping around her as a gust of wind whirled around the ruined great hall. "How could you do that to me, after everything we've been through, and you, I saw you as a mother figure I saw you as my family. How could you believe that I would just go through with that facade of a marriage with someone I don't even love? Draco was ten times a better man than your son could ever be. I hope you're happy because you are no longer friends or family of mine." With her speech finished a loud crack of lightening flashed across the sky with an echo of rumbling thunder as the rain started to pour around the destroyed castle allowing Ninfea to run away from the ones who had betrayed her trust. She did not know where exactly she was running she just wanted to get away from those who had hurt her as tears ran down silently upon her pale cheeks.
Soon she stopped and found herself in front of the stone gargoyle that guarded the headmaster's office. Not bothering to wipe her tears she walked up the still spiral steps until she stood in front of the oak door that led into the office. Stepping inside a loud cheer rent the air as the portraits of the previous headmasters and headmistresses congratulated her for her success. However she did not pay much attention to them she mainly had eyes for the very man who stood in the portrait that stood directly behind the headmaster's desk, the one who she considered as a mentor and a member of her family. "Hello Uncle Sev."

"My little Ninth whatever is the matter?" Severus asked the girl he saw as a daughter. Ninfea brushed her red curly waist length hair out of her face as she looked at her father figure, besides Sirius and Remus, and mentor. "Sev. The Weasleys lied to me, well not all of them just Molly, Ron, Ginny and Hermione they pretended to care about me and they've been stealing out of my Vault along with the old coot they knew that the old coot had placed a block on my inheritance and magic and they knew that mum was adopted and didn't even tell me. They...they said that D-Draco deserved to die." Ninfea sobbed into her hands ignoring all of the past Headmasters and Headmistresses outraged cries she didn't know if they were angry for her or against her but she couldn't care they were not important to her, she was sick of everything, too tired to do anything, she had just lost nearly everyone that mattered to her and she just wanted to be left alone, to give up.

"Now my dear girl you should not tell such lies. All I ever did was for the greater good." A voice Ninfea had never wished to hear again bellowed over the chaos from the other portraits. "What greater good you horrible old man. Everything you've ever done was done for nobody but yourself." Ninfea snarled at the man who had used her and manipulated her. Ninfea yawned, ignoring The Old Coot and the other portraits shouting at her for talking to Dumbledore like that. She walked closer to Severus's portrait stumbling slightly as she went. "Ninth are you alright?" Severus asked concerned. Ninfea shrugged her shoulders as another yawn broke free. "I think you should go to sleep Ninth I'll talk to you in the morning once you've had a good sleep." Ninth nodded her head.

"Night Uncle Sev." Ninth said as she waved goodbye to him but as she was turning around she tripped falling onto an odd magical artefact, the last thing she heard before she was whisked away by the strange artefact was Severus's frightened voice. "NINFEA!"