A/N: Nienna wrote this one, guys.

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Pippin stared at the landscape flying by him. He and the rest of the gang were on tandem bicicles, taking in the Irish scenery.

"Aragorn, are you sure we're in Ireland?" Pippin asked.

Aragorn stared at him, "Of course I'm sure, why would you even ask?"

"Because it doesn't look very green. And I'm pretty sure that I just saw a snake," Pippin replied.

Gandalf and Gimli were about to pass by them.

"That was a curved stick," Gimli informed Pippin.

"And nothing's green because it's 3am and there's no sunlight to show anything green," Gandalf mentioned.

"Oh. Why are we taking a scenic ride at 3am again?" Pippin asked, thoroughly lost.

"Because that's how the winners do it," Aragorn said jovially.

Pippin shook his head silently. These people were crazy!

Nienna woke up suddenly.

"Finder! Wake up!" she said loudly.

Finder groaned and moaned.

"Too early!" Finder complained.

"It's 3am, let's go!" Nienna said, crossing the room and pulling Finder out of bed.

Pulling on stylish cloaks, Finder and Nienna left their hotel and headed out to explore Ireland.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were being very quiet as they snuck out of the Weasley's tent.

"I really hate camping," Ron complained once they were out of earshot.

"Why? There's all the fresh air and the trees..." Hermione said cheerily.

"You're too cheery for your own good sometimes," Harry said moodily.

The trio walked through the woods in silence for several more moments.

"Hey, what's that?" Harry asked, pointing to the row of moving circles in the distance.

"Windmills," Hermione answered, "They were originally built in 1858 but burned down in-"

"-No, I mean those," Harry said.

"We're about to find out. They're headed this way!" Ron interjected.

And sure enough, the row of circles was directed to them. In the opposite direction, they could hear the voices of two girls, carried through the trees.

"I have this funny feeling like something is about to happen..." Harry said slowly.

For once in his life, Harry Potter was dead right.

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