"I don't know what you mean Ronald, you can't always wrong, but be right at the same time, it's impossible."

"I don't know what I mean Mione. It just makes sense to me is all."

Typical Ron. Oh well. One day he will have to learn that he cannot ignore the fact that when stuff makes sense to him, not everyone will get it.

"Well, you must be ignorant of the fact that just because it makes sense to you does not mean that it makes sense to the rest of us. All I'm saying is that-."

"ANIRA! ANIRA! We need your help! Please come."

What is Aragorn doing here? He said he wouldn't come back unless- please not another war. Please not another war.

"Anira please where are you?"

Might as well let him know where I am.

"Aragorn, what is it?"

"A war Anira. We need your help."

Why does it always have to be a war? I always lose people in war.

"What causes it now?"

"A ring- the ring of Sauron."

Oh God no.

"Please don't tell me that Sauron is coming into power again."

"I won't tell you, but trust me when I say this. Gondor needs your help, Rivendell needs your help, Mirkwood needs your help, and the shire needs your help. I need your help. What do you say, will you help us?"

Damn, I'm stuck again.

"Of course I will help. What type of person would I be if I didn't help?"

"Not a very nice one Anira."

He wouldn't dare call me not nice!

"I wouldn't want that."

"Of course not."

"Ummm Mione? Who the hell is this, what is he talking about, and who is Anira?"

Ron of course just has to be the one to- Shit, I forgot where we are. Now the whole school will know.

"Miss Granger, I think we are all wondering who this man is, and what is going on. Do you mind telling us Miss Granger?"

"Of course Professor Mcgonagall."

Here we go.

"Anira wait, you don't need to do this. I will."

What is he doing here? He isn't supposed to let them now he is still alive.

"Gan-."

"Excuse me! But who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Why does everybody have to be here? Most of all Mcgonagall; she will be the most curious of them all.

"My dear Minerva, wouldn't you recognize your old friend?"

Why Gandalf, why?

"Dumbledore."

The hall filled with gasps and whispers of Dumbledore being back.

"No Minerva, my name is Gandalf, but here I am known as Dumbledore. You must excuse Arina here about this. It is entirely my fault, so I will explain everything. But first, let me tell you all a little story that goes like this. If you will Aragorn, Anira."

Time to tell the story of the secret world. The safe world. My world. Middle Earth.

"It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest...fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And Nine...nine rings were gifted to the race of Men who, above all else, desire power. For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived...for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a Master Ring to control all others...and into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life."

"One Ring to rule them all"

"Yes Aragorn. One ring to rule the rest. Now, one by one the Free lands of Middle earth fell to the power of the ring. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor. On the slopes of Mount Doom we fought for the freedom of Middle- Earth."

"Victory was near!"

"But the power of the Ring could not be, the King of Gondor went to attack Sauron, but he was killed. It was in this moment..when all hope had faded, that Isildur, son of the king, took up his father's sword and severs Sauron's fingers and the one ring comes off. Sauron, the enemy of the Free Peoples of Middle Earth, was defeated. Evil should have died that day but men are weak when it comes to power. The one Ring must be destroyed from where it was made. Elrond an elf of Rivendell, took Isildur to the core of the Mountain but he refused to throw it in."

"But the Ring betrayed Isildur to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten...were lost. History became legend...legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new Ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains And it consumed him. The Ring brought to Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave. One day the Ring abandoned Gollum but something happened then the Ring did not intend. It was picked up by a hobbit by the name of Bibo Baggins.

Bilbo Baggins gave the Ring to his cousin Frodo Baggins and now Frodo is on the way to Rivendell to discuss the fate of Middle Earth. Did you understand all that Professor?"

Mcgonagall looked shocked; like she couldn't believe that this has happened before, and that it is happening again.

"I know that it's a lot to take in Headmistress, but I can assure that we will make sure that no one from this world will be hurt."

"Alright Miss Gran- pardon me, but I don't know your last name."

"That's alright professor. My official title that I'm known as is Anira, daughter of Arathorn. Heir to the throne of the Princess of of Gondor. I am also in a way the daughter of the Istari, because I was gifted with magic when I was little. "

"Bloody hell Hermione! You're a princess!"

"Almost yes, Ronald, now sit down!"

"Anira please, Legolas is injured and needs immediate help from you."

Legolas.

"Take me there Aragorn."

"Excuse me your highness, but you cannot leave."

What does Professor Mcgonagall want now?

"Even if it is with people you know. They may hurt you."

"I will NOT hurt Anira! I love her."

Wrong thing to say Aragorn.

"Bloody Hell! Hermione."

Ron...why do you react like that? You know that I love you as a brother and nothing more.

"Aragorn, probably not the best thing to say in front of Ronald. Let me make this quite clear to everybody. Aragorn is my brother, nothing more. He is the rightful heir to the throne of Gondor. Now, say you're sorry Ronald."

"Sorry."

"Better. Now what happened to Legolas?"

Don't let him be dieing.

"Sister, do not worry yourself to much. He was shot with a poisoned arrow, and no one can remove the poison. So we thought that maybe you could."

Thank Merlin! Only an arrow.

"Is that all you came for? That cannot be all."

"Alas true sister, a council meeting is being held in Rivendell, and your presence is required apparently. Also we will need you for the war. What do you say sister? Will you come back and help us?"

"I will."

I cannot leave my family and friends to die. I've done my part in this world, now it's time to go home.

"What about us Mione, or Anira, or whoever you are."

"That is another matter that I cannot ignore, what about my life here if I am to return?"

"A prophecy has been said that the summoned one will return at her will when she is no longer needed. We assumed that the person spoken of is you, and how you're not needed here anymore."

That did it. I'm going home.

"I'm coming. Take us home Gandalf."

"You do know that when I do this spell, Anira, that all who have recent Middle Earth blood in their veins or have descendants that are from Middle Earth will come with us."

"I know Gandalf. Let's just go home."

"Alright. Επιστροφή μας στο σπίτι μας. αντιστρέψει τα σκέλη του χρόνου. όπου μπορούμε να περιφέρονται. όπου μπορούμε να διασκελισμό.(1)"

Translation – Return us to our home. Reverse the strands of time. Wherever we may roam. Wherever we may stride.

So, that was the first chapter. I'm not sure if I will continue this story for very long, but we'll see. To help me decide, I need you guys reading this to actually review this story and tell me what you think. ~omgitsSuzy