Disclaimers: All material from The Lord of the Rings trilogy belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien, New Line Cinema, Warner Brothers and Turbine. All material from the Harry Potter series belongs to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. All material from The Chronicles of Narnia series belongs to C.S. Lewis, Disney, and 20th Century Fox. All material from "Into the Woods" belongs to Stephen Sondheim and Disney. All original material belongs to the author of this fanfiction story.

Acknowledgements: While I didn't really get much help, I still wish to thank DoctorWhovian18 for her help with trying to come up with the fourth crossover. Since that didn't happen and I'm sticking with cameo crossovers of other fandoms, then this is what I'm going to do. At least I have my main three crossovers, making this a triple crossover.

Dear Frodo,

Yes, I received your letter and it was very touching. I know it must be crowded at Brandy Hall. You must come and live with me at Bag End, so we can celebrate our birthday together. I'm working now on getting the adoption papers. When that's done, in the next few months, I should have the documents ready.

Oh Frodo, you must come and live with me at Bag End. My dear cousin, my absolute favorite, I hope to hear your response soon.

Your Uncle,

Bilbo

Frodo re-read the letter with anticipation. In all the years Frodo visited Bilbo, he had never read a letter quite so happy. At least with his coming to Bag End, Frodo would be more than happy to leave the crowded halls of Brandy Hall behind. True, he was a shy hobbit and yet even at Brandy Hall there was hardly a person to talk to. Yes, his cousin Merry Brandybuck was around, but he was still a boy in his own right. Yes, it was time to move on.

Deciding to take a walk, Frodo stuffed the letter inside his breeches' pocket and walked out of the empty parlor. It was a little past the lunch hour, and ever since lunch had passed all the hobbits were busy doing their daily chores. Frodo wouldn't be missed and yet around this time he wouldn't have minded going out for a stroll.

Hoping someone would hear him, Frodo called, "I'm going out for a while. I should be back around dinner." He could hear his Aunt Esmeralda calling to him in return, not minding where he went so long as he told his family first. Grabbing his cloak, Frodo put it on and left Brandy Hall through the front door.

At least he knew he did not need to worry about anything. Frodo loved his uncle or cousin Bilbo Baggins and it showed because Bilbo thought of him as his favorite. His life would be set, but for how long, he did not know nor did he care. As he walked, Frodo passed by a couple of hobbits, who greeted him with a passing, friendly greeting. Frodo only stopped to chat momentarily, before continuing his journey through Buckland.

As he reached the stables, Frodo also arrived at the gate to the Old Forest. Should he take it? The forest seemed to be calling him, somehow. Calling his name even. What should he do? Frodo glanced around, but no one was near, and it seemed everyone was busy except him. Taking a deep breath, and wondering all the same what he was about to do, Frodo ventured towards the gate and passed it, entering the Old Forest without a second thought of whether anyone would follow him or worry over him.

o-o-o

Somewhere in the Same Time, in Narnia…

"That bear was so scary," whispered Lucy Pevensie to her elder sister Susan.

"Don't worry, Lu. We'll protect you," encouraged Susan, wrapping an arm around her sister.

The Pevensie siblings and their dear little friend, the dwarf Trumpkin, had reached the shore about five minutes ago. The black bear, that did not talk in Narnia or no longer remembered how, had charged towards Lucy, thinking she was a meal. Trumpkin did save her, using his bow and arrow, but even seeing the bear dead made the Pevensies realize that Narnia was changed. They had missed a lot of history, but only knew now they needed to find Prince Caspian and save Narnia from the Telmarines.

Lucy fidgeted in Susan's arm. "I can walk, Susan." She gave Susan a look that clearly defined she was all right.

Susan paused. Although she wondered whether Lucy would ever recover from the bear attack, she did the right thing by her and released her. But not without warning her: "Don't wander off, Lucy. We need to stick together if we're going to cover ground."

"I know that, Susan. I'm not deaf," said Lucy, convinced there was more going on here than a mere bear attack. Where was Aslan? Why wasn't he coming when they needed him most? These were strange times they had entered.

However, Lucy did fall behind as Susan caught up to their eldest brother Peter and Trumpkin. The two were debating on the next path and there were two: either the forest to their left or the stones on their right. Edmund stopped and stood next to Lucy, who was watching the three with some impatience.

"Come on, Lu. We don't want to fall behind," said Edmund.

"You would know what they were talking about, Edmund." Lucy added, "We have to find Aslan."

"We don't know if he'll come, but I'll believe you when you see him," said Edmund.

Lucy looked up at her brother. At least he had some sense.

Edmund told her, "Come on, Lu. You don't want to be separated."

"I'll be fine, Edmund," said Lucy.

Edmund couldn't help but force a smile. "Yes, I can see that." He knew the look she was giving him. "Don't take too long. I'll cover for you."

"Thanks Edmund," said Lucy, taking off through the forest.

Edmund, doing what he had to for his little sister, stopped where everyone was gathering; he could tell they were too distracted on what path to take. He knew whatever Lucy was up to, she would be safe. But did he know that truly? All the while, Lucy had fallen upon another path and took it, but became unsure fast where she was heading. There was nothing but forest as far as her eyes could see.

o-o-o

About the Same Time, at Hogwarts…

Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger walked towards Hagrid's Hut. It was time for Care of Magical Creatures class. None of them wanted to be late for Hagrid's first day of teaching third years whatever lesson he had planned that day. As they walked, Hermione elaborated on how Ancient Runes was a much better class than Divination. Ron, on the other hand, did not think it was possible for Hermione to be in two classes at once, at which Hermione chose to be dismissive over the matter.

Once the class was gathered, the giant Hagrid led the third years into the Forbidden Forest. The class hadn't gotten very far when Hermione, Ron, Harry and Draco Malfoy heard a strange wind, followed by darkness. The next thing Hermione saw, when she woke up, was Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen. She did not remember this part of the wood: it looked too grim.

"Ron? Harry? Harry?!" called Hermione, growing worried. She put her hands on her hips, not liking the situation at all. "Come on out, Malfoy!" But nobody came. Growing even more concerned, Hermione wandered through the woods, calling out for anyone she knew in her class and her new teacher Hagrid.

All the while, Harry, Ron and Draco were all in different areas of this new wood. They had no clue where they were in the Forbidden Forest – if they were inside the Forbidden Forest or who they would meet. Harry and Ron just hoped they would find each other again and Hermione. But where was Hermione?

As for Draco, well he thought this was some mysterious prank set by Harry. "Okay Potter. Ha ha, very funny." Still, no one answered. Now he was both worried and afraid. "This isn't funny, Potter. Come out now and prove you didn't hex me." Still, no one answered or came. He began exploring the woods, feeling a sense of dread overcome him. Where was he exactly?

I know this is the Prologue that I wrote back in May 2015. It's quite astonishingly funny all the way through. The next chapters may not be as short, but you never know. Okay, bye! :)