Oh sorry, we forgot on the last chapter.
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Chapter Two: Mission Crossover Part One
"Avada Kedavra!" Snape roared. As the beam of green light shot forward, Dumbledore sighed in relief. His plan had gone perfectly. Suddenly, the air seemed to flash white around him and he stumbled and fell off the tower…
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"Fly, you fools!" Gandalf the Grey managed to warn the rest of the Fellowship as he lost his grip on the rock and fell, his leg caught in the Balrog's whip. The tunnel seemed to be stretching on forever as he continued to fall, when the earthy tunnel shone with a bright light. He felt the Balrog's grip on him vanish, as the area around him seemed to turn to that of the night air…
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When Albus Dumbledore could see again, he noticed quickly he was falling down a tunnel along with some strange creature as a boy who looked remarkably like Harry was being restrained as he repeatedly yelled, "Gandalf!" Doing some quick thinking, the Hogwarts Headmaster conjured a rope, using a strangely carved staff that was in his hand, which tied around the cliff above. He began to climb, as the extremely short Harry's screams of terror turned to delight. Several others began pulling the rope and helping his progress…
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Gandalf was falling as several people in strange black robes peered over the edge of a tower that was attached to some sort of castle. Not having his staff, he braced himself for the fall. It wasn't too terrible, he reasoned, as the old wizard hit the ground, his countless layered gray robes cushioning the fall. There seemed to be some kind of struggle going on inside the large structure, but that was hardly worth noting as he stood from the ground, brushing off grass. This was clearly not the outside of the mines of Moria, nor anywhere in Middle Earth.
"He's alive!" Yelled a woman who looked almost as if she were part Orc. A man who Gandalf thought was possibly a black haired Elrond peered down at him, shock clearly displayed on his face.
"You barmy fool!" Jeered a rather wolfish looking man. "Where are you gonna run now?"
"Excuse me," he interrupted, meaning no quarrel. What was important was the Fellowship. "But could one of you kindly point me in the direction of Mordor? I appear to be lost."
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Once up on the ledge, eight other people, five of them not looking at all human and very short, the Harry look-a-like included, led him from the cavernous area, while pestering him with questions. But he couldn't be bothered with that. Harry seemed to have lost his memory from the trauma of seeing him almost killed.
"Harry, where are your glasses? How did you get away from the Death Eaters?" He asked worriedly.
"Gandalf, my name is not Harry. It's Frodo, Frodo Baggins. Remember? We must hurry on to Mordor as you said, to destroy the ring."
The greatest sorcerer in the entire world seemed to be having a little trouble grasping the subject. As they emerged outside of the strange passageway, he said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, we must go back to Hogwarts at once and drive the Death Eaters from there."
The small pointy-eared Harry Potter looked to a tall man with a beard and brown hair seemingly for help. The man appeared to look almost like a young, brown haired Sirius Black who had not spent twelve years in Azkaban. But that could not be, Sirius was dead.
Two short looking boys who had the same mischievous air about them as Fred and George Weasley, but were not identical, brought him some water to drink, as a younger, kinder looking Lucius Malfoy seemed to be discussing which way to go with an extremely short Hagrid and a man who had the same kind of smile as Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Perhaps you should get some rest, but not for long. We cannot stay here." Said the man who looked like Sirius. "Sam, pack up." A somewhat chubby, curly haired Ron Weasley immediately obeyed, putting some pots and pans back in his sack. What was going on, Ron did not cook!
No, this could not be true. He could not comprehend it.
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The people above him were laughing at him. Openly laughing! and calling him 'Dumbledore', clearly some kind of insult in this land. Suddenly, Frodo appeared over the ledge streaking toward him on a broomstick! Had the young hobbit gone mad? He was going to plunge straight into the ground.
But no, he landed with perfect ease, and began shaking his sleeve. "Professor! We have to go, now!" What on Middle Earth was he calling him that for? And Frodo didn't wear glasses!
Suddenly several people rushed in through a gate at the edge of the grounds around the castle. Galadriel was in the front, running forward and shouting in some strange accent, "Bill! Where ees Bill!" What did she want to see Bilbo Baggins for?
A few people brandishing short twigs that issued jets of light at each other emerged from the castle doors. A short haired, pants-wearing Arwen was among them. This made no sense; Elrond would never let his daughter do something so dangerous!
An enormous Gimli burst from a wooden shack on the grounds followed by a baby Warg. He didn't understand, the now large dwarf seemed to be communicating with the foul creature.
The cloaked figures on the tower were now sending their own jets of light at them, which he dodged. They kept pointing at Frodo. Clearly they wanted the ring.
He turned to the boy now dodging the flashes of light and grabbed him. "Frodo! Where is the ring?"
He seemed confused and stuttered, "S-sir, my name's Harry. And you destroyed the ring, r-remember?"
No, this could not be true. He could not comprehend it.
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As both powerful wizards forfeited their dignity and power to let out identical wails of frustration and terror at the strange new worlds they faced, the authors laughed at this pointless, yet incredibly entertaining plot of appearance issues.
Hope you enjoyed! As I said, really fun to write. Haha, poor Dumbledore and Gandalf, never knew what hit them.
Lesson learned, although many characters share alike characteristics, Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings do not belong together because they cannot comprehend it (and Ron can't cook).
To make it clear, this will not be the last crossover one-shot in the series so look forward to more in the little 'Mission Crossover' strand which will appear periodically throughout the fic. Please Read and Review! Comments are greatly appreciated!