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By: Angua27
This didn't come out quite like I hoped, but I still had fun. Besides, there's lots of Pippin who has become my favourite character since writing this. Okay, still don't own anyone. You got it... Just r/r. That's all I ask.
Chapter 3: In the Library
(a/n I know, very creative)
Pippin walked up to the table carrying a pile of books as tall as himself. They had decided to send Pippin out every now and then to retrieve new books because he was very tall for a hobbit and Sam said he'd strangle him if he kept singing. Not that Sam minded singing so much. In fact, he quite liked singing - he just didn't like Pippin's singing and he let everyone know it.
After awhile, Frodo took off the invisibility cloak. He said everyone was beginning to loud anyway and they kept getting strange looks in their direction from confused students.
"Ooh! Look at this!" Merry shouted.
They swarmed around him to see if he found something.
"How to Turn Your Enemies into Figs," Frodo read woodenly.
"You could use that," Merry said to Frodo. "Or could have, at least."
"I don't think we'll ever find anything," Sam sighed.
"Here come Hermione, Ron, and Harry," Frodo said. "Maybe they'll be able to help."
They told the three wizards how horribly their search was going.
"Oh, well. I really didn't plan on finding anything to day anyway," said Hermione. "Maybe one of you can use the invisibility cloak and check in the restricted section."
"Pippin'll do it!" Sam volunteered.
"Of course," Pippin muttered and grabbed the invisibility cloak.
"We have time before our next class so maybe we can - "
"Well, would you look at that? Potter has got himself some new groupies. Expanding fan club membership?"
"Didn't ever expect to see you in a library Malfoy. I didn't know you could read," Ron retorted.
Draco ignored him and advanced on their table.
"Moving up from house elves, are you? At least these wear proper clothes," he sneered looking directly at Frodo.
"Don't you have anything better to do?" Hermione asked.
"And where did you drag this one out of? He doesn't even have all his fingers."
Harry stepped forward, but Sam was first. Draco didn't know he was facing someone who had fought much worse things than a Malfoy, but there was something unnerving about watching an angry hobbit approach.
"Don't you talk about Mister Frodo like that," he shouted loud enough for Madame Pince to cringe. "Mister Frodo is stronger and braver than you'll ever be. You... you... ninny hammer. How dare you criticize him when you don't rightly know anything? You're... you're..." Sam trailed off and with a wordless shout he kicked Draco in the chin.
Draco turned red from a mixture of anger and embarrassment, but slowly backed up.
"You just... just... watch out Potter," he managed and then limped quickly out of the library followed by Crabbe and Goyle.
"Way to go, Sam!" Ron said admiringly. Hermione collapsed in a chair laughing. Sam was turning quite red.
"Who was that?" Frodo asked.
"Draco Malfoy," Harry explained. "He tries to make my life miserable."
"I think he has some orc ancestry," Merry observed.
"Probably," Hermione said still laughing.
"Where's Pippin?" Sam asked trying to change the conversation. "I thought he'd be back by now.
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As a matter of fact Pippin was reading. The books in the restricted section were much more interesting. So far he hadn't found any that told them how to get home, but he did find some that could make his stay much more interesting. The books themselves were interesting too. Sometimes he could swear they were talking about him. He was just opening up "Anti-Dark Lord Spells Made Easy" when he heard louder whispering in the next aisle.
Anxious to actually catch the books talking he sped into the next row. Instead of vociferous books, he saw two identical red-heads searching the shelves.
"I can't believe Professor Sprout gave us a pass into the restricted section," one of them said.
"Yeah. She actually believed we wanted to learn more about the fire-fronded ferns."
"I can definitely see why they'd be restricted. They should be restricted from herbology. My hand's hurt in 30 places. Dean Thomas had to go to see Madame Pomfrey."
"I know. Hey, Fred! Check this out."
The other boy walked over and read over his brother's shoulder. "'How to Enchant Unenchantable Objects.' Sounds promising."
"Well then, use the replica spell," George said.
Fred pulled out a sheet of paper and placed it on a spell in the book. "Repita!" he whispered and words formed on the paper.
"Oh,hello," a voice said behind Pippin. It surprised him so much he screamed.
"Ah!" screamed Pippin.
"Ah!" screamed Fred and George.
"Sorry," said Merry. "Well, I heard you so come on out Pippin."
Pippin reluctantly pulled off the cloak and glared at his cousin.
"Who are you?" Fred asked.
"I'm Merry and this is Pippin."
"Last again," Pippin mumbled.
"Well, what - "
"What do you think you're doing?" Madame Pince asked. The four of them looked guiltily at the librarian. She stalked over and snatched the book out of Fred's hand. "This does not look like 'Fronds of Fire: A Field Guide to Flaming Ferns,'" she huffed.
"We were just doing some extra reading. To...er..."
"Enhance our education."
"That's the worst lie I've heard from anyone this year. I don't suppose you two could at least come up with something more original. Now give me those," Madame Pince snapped as she grabbed the papers Fred and George had been copying and ushered all four of them out of the restricted section.
Okay, well, that's it for now. I'm planning on having one more chapter and that's it. Unless I get too sidetracked which I hope I won't because I don't think I have the patience to write much more. Reviews, PLEASE!!!!!
By: Angua27
This didn't come out quite like I hoped, but I still had fun. Besides, there's lots of Pippin who has become my favourite character since writing this. Okay, still don't own anyone. You got it... Just r/r. That's all I ask.
Chapter 3: In the Library
(a/n I know, very creative)
Pippin walked up to the table carrying a pile of books as tall as himself. They had decided to send Pippin out every now and then to retrieve new books because he was very tall for a hobbit and Sam said he'd strangle him if he kept singing. Not that Sam minded singing so much. In fact, he quite liked singing - he just didn't like Pippin's singing and he let everyone know it.
After awhile, Frodo took off the invisibility cloak. He said everyone was beginning to loud anyway and they kept getting strange looks in their direction from confused students.
"Ooh! Look at this!" Merry shouted.
They swarmed around him to see if he found something.
"How to Turn Your Enemies into Figs," Frodo read woodenly.
"You could use that," Merry said to Frodo. "Or could have, at least."
"I don't think we'll ever find anything," Sam sighed.
"Here come Hermione, Ron, and Harry," Frodo said. "Maybe they'll be able to help."
They told the three wizards how horribly their search was going.
"Oh, well. I really didn't plan on finding anything to day anyway," said Hermione. "Maybe one of you can use the invisibility cloak and check in the restricted section."
"Pippin'll do it!" Sam volunteered.
"Of course," Pippin muttered and grabbed the invisibility cloak.
"We have time before our next class so maybe we can - "
"Well, would you look at that? Potter has got himself some new groupies. Expanding fan club membership?"
"Didn't ever expect to see you in a library Malfoy. I didn't know you could read," Ron retorted.
Draco ignored him and advanced on their table.
"Moving up from house elves, are you? At least these wear proper clothes," he sneered looking directly at Frodo.
"Don't you have anything better to do?" Hermione asked.
"And where did you drag this one out of? He doesn't even have all his fingers."
Harry stepped forward, but Sam was first. Draco didn't know he was facing someone who had fought much worse things than a Malfoy, but there was something unnerving about watching an angry hobbit approach.
"Don't you talk about Mister Frodo like that," he shouted loud enough for Madame Pince to cringe. "Mister Frodo is stronger and braver than you'll ever be. You... you... ninny hammer. How dare you criticize him when you don't rightly know anything? You're... you're..." Sam trailed off and with a wordless shout he kicked Draco in the chin.
Draco turned red from a mixture of anger and embarrassment, but slowly backed up.
"You just... just... watch out Potter," he managed and then limped quickly out of the library followed by Crabbe and Goyle.
"Way to go, Sam!" Ron said admiringly. Hermione collapsed in a chair laughing. Sam was turning quite red.
"Who was that?" Frodo asked.
"Draco Malfoy," Harry explained. "He tries to make my life miserable."
"I think he has some orc ancestry," Merry observed.
"Probably," Hermione said still laughing.
"Where's Pippin?" Sam asked trying to change the conversation. "I thought he'd be back by now.
~~~^~~~~^~~~^^~~
As a matter of fact Pippin was reading. The books in the restricted section were much more interesting. So far he hadn't found any that told them how to get home, but he did find some that could make his stay much more interesting. The books themselves were interesting too. Sometimes he could swear they were talking about him. He was just opening up "Anti-Dark Lord Spells Made Easy" when he heard louder whispering in the next aisle.
Anxious to actually catch the books talking he sped into the next row. Instead of vociferous books, he saw two identical red-heads searching the shelves.
"I can't believe Professor Sprout gave us a pass into the restricted section," one of them said.
"Yeah. She actually believed we wanted to learn more about the fire-fronded ferns."
"I can definitely see why they'd be restricted. They should be restricted from herbology. My hand's hurt in 30 places. Dean Thomas had to go to see Madame Pomfrey."
"I know. Hey, Fred! Check this out."
The other boy walked over and read over his brother's shoulder. "'How to Enchant Unenchantable Objects.' Sounds promising."
"Well then, use the replica spell," George said.
Fred pulled out a sheet of paper and placed it on a spell in the book. "Repita!" he whispered and words formed on the paper.
"Oh,hello," a voice said behind Pippin. It surprised him so much he screamed.
"Ah!" screamed Pippin.
"Ah!" screamed Fred and George.
"Sorry," said Merry. "Well, I heard you so come on out Pippin."
Pippin reluctantly pulled off the cloak and glared at his cousin.
"Who are you?" Fred asked.
"I'm Merry and this is Pippin."
"Last again," Pippin mumbled.
"Well, what - "
"What do you think you're doing?" Madame Pince asked. The four of them looked guiltily at the librarian. She stalked over and snatched the book out of Fred's hand. "This does not look like 'Fronds of Fire: A Field Guide to Flaming Ferns,'" she huffed.
"We were just doing some extra reading. To...er..."
"Enhance our education."
"That's the worst lie I've heard from anyone this year. I don't suppose you two could at least come up with something more original. Now give me those," Madame Pince snapped as she grabbed the papers Fred and George had been copying and ushered all four of them out of the restricted section.
Okay, well, that's it for now. I'm planning on having one more chapter and that's it. Unless I get too sidetracked which I hope I won't because I don't think I have the patience to write much more. Reviews, PLEASE!!!!!