She took up her wand and carefully traced each rune in the air leaving glowing lines of runes floating in front of her. "Ero gwanath pul'rumá he dan ú thrand gwanath. I Eledhrím aranarth ú nan sen amar thel'mela he. Ar'i aran na'nesta he fae." Hermione immediately knew she had made a mistake. Her magic felt as though it was exploding from her skin.
Dimensional travel shouldn't be possible, or at least that was what Aviana Black thought. Then again, she was willing to move mountains if it meant that she would see her father. Traveling through the Veil, she never counted on stepping into another war over a seemingly plain ring. Where her father lived among freakin' Elves and Dwarves… She never expected to fall in love either.
She wasn't ageing. It was everyone's dream until they had it. Now she's at the beginning, with a ballot of butterflies to change Middle Earth forever. Left behind, Harry Potter finds that yet again Hogwarts is at the crossroads of another war. With his own magic changing and the scandals surrounding him, keeping his family safe has never been more important. xover HP/LordoftheRings
Hermione and Harry had fallen through the veil at the Ministry. Landing themselves in the land of Middle Earth. They are roped into an adventure by Gandalf the Gray. Not promising any pairing right now.