Author's Note: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the charecters from Lord
of the Rings::sigh::
"Urrgg.'' Harry muttered while resting his head in his arms, concentrating to think hard. He couldn't help but think everything was over. "Don't give up now Harry!" was all that Hermione could think of, although, she knew that faith was lost in Harry, and the rest of the wizarding world.
Harry lifted his head saddly, and spat out, "What can we do? Voldermort is stronger now and we can't beet him. If we don't do something, Voldemort will take over in less then 3 days!!! I don't know what to do. I will fight to my death to get rid of Voldemort and his followers, but I am no match for him. We need a miricle." Hermione and Ron sighed, and thought the same thing.
Far away in another world, Frodo and Legalos were talking rapidly. "What do we do? The enimies and coming, and we have at least a week before they come to our hideout. We need a plan." Legalos said wisely, shaking his head. "I don't know what to do. We are the only ones left, besides Sam, but he is being held prisoner in one of the two towers, and we also need to destroy the ring. We musn't lose hope in ourselves and eachother. WE need a miricle. "WE need help." Harry Potter and Frodo Baggins said at the exact same time.
Suddenly streaks of black and blue light were flashing rapidly, and suddenly the room started spinning faster and faster. "What is going on??" Hermione yelled. "What is happening??" Legalos screamed. Then the spinning stopped, and everything was quiet. "What was that all about?" Ron asked while rubbing his sweaty palms together. "Someone else is here. What do we do?" Frodo questioned to Legalos, but Legalos wasn't listening. He was busy staring at the three shadows across the room. He then realized that the weren't in their secret hideout anymore, but in a corner of what seemed like a tower of books.
"Urrgg.'' Harry muttered while resting his head in his arms, concentrating to think hard. He couldn't help but think everything was over. "Don't give up now Harry!" was all that Hermione could think of, although, she knew that faith was lost in Harry, and the rest of the wizarding world.
Harry lifted his head saddly, and spat out, "What can we do? Voldermort is stronger now and we can't beet him. If we don't do something, Voldemort will take over in less then 3 days!!! I don't know what to do. I will fight to my death to get rid of Voldemort and his followers, but I am no match for him. We need a miricle." Hermione and Ron sighed, and thought the same thing.
Far away in another world, Frodo and Legalos were talking rapidly. "What do we do? The enimies and coming, and we have at least a week before they come to our hideout. We need a plan." Legalos said wisely, shaking his head. "I don't know what to do. We are the only ones left, besides Sam, but he is being held prisoner in one of the two towers, and we also need to destroy the ring. We musn't lose hope in ourselves and eachother. WE need a miricle. "WE need help." Harry Potter and Frodo Baggins said at the exact same time.
Suddenly streaks of black and blue light were flashing rapidly, and suddenly the room started spinning faster and faster. "What is going on??" Hermione yelled. "What is happening??" Legalos screamed. Then the spinning stopped, and everything was quiet. "What was that all about?" Ron asked while rubbing his sweaty palms together. "Someone else is here. What do we do?" Frodo questioned to Legalos, but Legalos wasn't listening. He was busy staring at the three shadows across the room. He then realized that the weren't in their secret hideout anymore, but in a corner of what seemed like a tower of books.