Thorin looked down at his sleeping wife, with a fond smile as he recalled a memory from Lake town before they had won the mountain. He could see it as if it was happening in front of his eyes.
Hermione was dancing with Harry, when Alfrid approached her. He suggested that she may spend the night with him, but when she replied that she wouldn't, he grabbed her arm.
She then did something no one expected. She started singing.
Have you ever held your tongue
When someone tried to call you "baby"?
If you say a word, he's gonna call you crazy
Well, I have and she has, too
She pointed at a woman that this was currently happening to.
We all know that it's not all men
We all know that it's not all men
But it's some of them
So we hold our breath, baby nonetheless
She twirled herself around the room, knowing she had every set of eyes and ears on her as everyone stopped and stared.
We say "no" but they still hear "yes"
Blame our clothes and it's not all men
But it's all women
So we hold our breath, baby nonetheless.
Hermione picked up her glass and sipped.
Have you ever blamed yourself for drinking
Thinking maybe you're the reason why?
Have they ever said that you were lying
'Cause he's handsome and he's way too nice?
Have you ever felt like you were beaten but they left no bruises?
If you tell the truth, they say his life is ruined
Well, I have and she has, too.
When she stopped singing, every women in the tavern started clapping.
Thorin looked at harry and asked if this type of thing happened regularly. Harry replied negatively, as he watched Hermione talk with the women.
A small snore tore him from the memory. He lightly kisses her cheek.
Chuckling he knows that every woman from Lake town, Erabor, and the lands beyond, that even years after women still sang that song.
Glancing at his wife, he caressed the small bump that was now their unborn child and hoped that whether girl or boy, that they need never sing this song.