Disclaimers: See Chapter 1 for more info.

Acknowledgements: To TooLazyToLogin for giving me the original idea for this series. To DoctorWhovian18, for her ideas on pranking, ideas on other things about the story, her advice and helpfulness, and the list go on. To LOTCR, for her ideas for this story. I'd also like to thank ValueMyHeart for reviewing, following, and favoriting this story. To all my readers who are favoriting, following, and reviewing this story. And I'd also like to thank Frodo and the hobbits for their help with this story as well. Yes, that sounds crazy to the normal readers, but I'm still thanking Frodo and his friends anyway.

I know we skipped a little ahead in time last chapter. Well, we're skipping a little ahead in time with this chapter. And now we get to see the Authors and Authoresses' Chamber as well. Remember to vote on my poll. The results won't be the same as the first time you read the future chapter the first time. Also, three authoresses/fanfic writers make their appearances. I did ask them, and they gave me permission to put them in this story. And some suggestions for this chapter were given to me by LOTCR and DoctorWhovian18.

Friday afternoon came as soon as quickly as Frodo's last class ended. He had History of Magic and, while the class was boring, thanks to his teacher Professor Binns, Frodo paid attention in class and wrote down all the notes he needed to help him pass his exams. When the class was finally let out, Frodo was the first one out.

The second he reached the Entrance Hall, Frodo was dragged into the Disused Classroom. Landing in a heap on the floor, Frodo pulled himself together, glaring at Lotho, who stood in the front of the door.

"Next time you prank me, Frodo Baggins, it'll be your last!" said Lotho, pointing an index finger at him.

Before Frodo reached the door, Lotho slammed it shut and locked it. Frodo was trapped. He had a guess Lotho was getting back at him for what Frodo pulled on him yesterday. Hoping to get someone's attention, Frodo shouted through the wood of the door:

"Get me out of here! Get me out! Someone help!"

"Frodo," whispered a familiar masculine voice.

Turning around, Frodo saw from a hole in the wall Fred and George. The Weasley twins leapt down from the hole. Frodo, relieved to see them, advanced towards the two.

Frodo told them, "Lotho locked me in here. Probably to get back at me for the prank we pulled."

"He's gone to get Filch," said George.

Fred whispered, gesturing to the hole on the wall, "This way, Frodo."

No longer willing to stay in the disused classroom, Frodo followed Fred and George through the hole in the wall. Once they were inside, the Portrait of Iris Pius closed after them. A moment passed when the door to the Disused Classroom was opened by Mr. Filch, who examined the room. Lotho followed him, but to his surprise, saw no one in the classroom.

Filch told Lotho, frustrated and annoyed, "What sort of game are you playing? What kind of Slytherin are you?"

"I'm telling you, Frodo Baggins was in this room. His pesky prankster buddies, Fred and George Weasley, must have helped him escape," explained Lotho, telling the truth and making a right good guess that he didn't know was true.

Filch paused. He said, in a serious voice, "I don't know what sort of trouble is going on here, but I'm sure I will find out." He shooed Lotho out of the classroom. "Now GET OUT WITH YAH! No one uses this classroom and I have yet to see it used. THIS IS NOT FOR PLAY!"

"But sir-" But Lotho was kicked out of the classroom. Completely out of his wits, and not wanting to get into trouble, Lotho scampered away from the Disused Classroom.

Mr. Filch gladly locked the door to the classroom. He then slunk off into another part of the castle.

Sighing in relief, Fred and George led Frodo through the secret passageways until they reached the second-floor corridor, right next to the library. Harry, Ron and Hermione talked amongst themselves when Frodo climbed down from the hole. Fred and George waved to Frodo.

"We'll see you around, Frodo," said George.

"Whenever you need to prank someone," said Fred.

"You too," said Frodo, waving back.

Once the portrait closed, and the second-floor corridor had very few students, Frodo joined in Harry, Ron and Hermione's conversation. Hermione was curious about where Frodo had been:

"Where have you been?" asked Hermione.

"Lotho locked me in the Disused Classroom, and then went to get Filch. Luckily, Fred and George helped me escape before Filch arrived," said Frodo.

"That Lotho is a piece of work," said Harry.

"Yeah, I thought yesterday's prank that you, Fred and George set on Lotho would sway the git to leave you alone," said Ron to Frodo, determined to sock Lotho. "Guess we know he can do real damage."

"Yeah, I know," said Frodo, shyly. He remembered the swirly Lotho set on him at the beginning of the year. "Why are you three out here?"

"We were going to tell you. We found out who Nicholas Flamel is," said Hermione. "He's the noted alchemist who made the Sorcerer's Stone*."

"What's that? And congratulations. Where did you find him? How?" asked Frodo.

"It was on the Wizard Card of Dumbledore that I got at the beginning of the year," said Harry. "It said Nicholas Flamel worked with Dumbledore."

Hermione whispered, "And that's what I think Fluffy is guarding on the third-floor corridor."

"Who's Fluffy? You don't mean that three-headed dog guarding that trapdoor," said Frodo, realizing what dog the trio were referring to.

"That's the one," said Hermione, still whispering.

Frodo was stunned by all this news. The evidence added up. "Of course, anyone would take the Stone. No wonder its being guarded by Fluffy."

"That's what we thought," said Harry. "I still think it's Snape that's going after the Stone. The question that remains is when will he go after it?"

"You know I'm going to the Forbidden Corridor with you, Harry, Ron, Hermione," said Frodo, whispering back.

Ron nodded.

Harry asked Frodo, "Then you understand that we don't know what's down there yet."

"Then that needs to be something we need to uncover," said Frodo. "Give me updates wherever you can find them."

Hermione stopped Frodo, asking him, "Where are you going?"

Frodo told her, Ron and Harry, "To find the Authors and Authoresses' Chamber."

"The what?" asked Harry and Ron, staring at him in confusion.

Hermione explained, "It's the chamber where authors and authoresses, who are assigned to a certain hobbit, go and study on how to better their writing. They also log events that have occurred for any hobbits they write about. It's like their bibliography."

"Oh, I'm glad we know about this chamber now," said Ron.

"I'll see you later," said Frodo, taking his leave.

o-o-o

Finding his way to the Tapestry Corridor, Frodo stopped when he saw the Portrait of Gunther the Violent. Realizing this was the portrait he had been looking for, Frodo approached it. At first, the Portrait of Gunther the Violent spoke in German.

Having trouble understanding the man in the portrait, Frodo asked him, "What was that?"

Gunther the Violent tried again, rudely, "What? WHAT! Get away from my portrait, student! I don't deal with first years."

"Why?" asked Frodo.

"Don't be cheeky with me. Get away!" asked Gunther the Violent.

Frodo had an idea. "Well, unless you want me to send a Gryffindor your way…"

"What? WHAT! How dare you! You sir are a waste of my time. Step through and don't bother me again," said Gunther the Violent.

"But then I would have to bother you, if I want to come this way again," said Frodo.

"Cheeky hobbits," said Gunther the Violent. He then turned his portrait inwards, revealing a hidden passage behind the wall.

Moving fast, Frodo rushed inside the narrow stone passageway. The Portrait of Gunther the Violent closed behind him. Following the portrait to its end, Frodo came out into a grand chamber, lit with large braziers. This part of the castle certainly was ancient, yet it was well-kept.

There were some students wandering through this chamber, decked in robes of red, green, yellow and blue. The boys wore dress shirts according to house and grey trousers, while the girls wore dress blouses according to house and grey skirts. They all wore robes that matched their houses. Frodo wondered if these students, these authors and authoresses, were assigned specifically to a certain hobbit according to their desired houses. He would get his answer soon enough.

Entering the grander part of the chamber, Frodo looked about him. It certainly looked like a massive common room, complete with a library at the end of the chamber and tall, wide, arched windows above the bookcases. Cushioned chairs and couches lounged towards the bottom of the main room. Tables and coffee tables were also strewn in front, as well as next to, the couches and chairs. Two grand stone fireplaces were embedded along the walls on opposing ends, with the Hogwarts emblem emboldened into the wall above the hearth. Frodo found this particular common room inviting, just as the Ravenclaw Common Room was warm and welcoming; only this common room wasn't as airy as the Ravenclaw Common Room. Frodo felt like he was being shut up in some claustrophobic room, for a few moments.

When he found Aria at last, he approached her. To Frodo's dismay, chatting with Aria were three authoresses. While he didn't mind the 'author' part, it was the fact that they were girls that drove him mad. Why did there have to be so many girls?

When one of the authoresses, donned in red robes, got Aria's attention, Aria turned to Frodo and said, with surprise in her voice, "Frodo! What a surprise!"

"Weren't you expecting me, Aria?" asked Frodo. He spoke too soon.

Two of the authoresses – they, plus all of the students present in this chamber were between the ages of eleven and twelve – squealed, giddily, "It's Frodo Baggins! It's Frodo Baggins!"

Frodo rubbed his left ear, in an effort to prevent the ringing his ears nearly took. Moving his hand away from his ear, Frodo asked the girls, politely, "Who are you?"

The same two authoresses were at a loss for words for a moment. However, the third authoress introduced herself, kindly, "Well, if Aria's told you about pen names, mine is ValueMyHeart, but you can call me Anne. I'm into anime and manga."

"I'm sorry. I don't know what those are," said Frodo.

"Oh," said Anne. She explained, "Well, they're animation, but some are more geared towards adults, while others are geared towards our generation. Also, my favorite Pirates of the Caribbean pirate is Jack Sparrow."

"Who's he?" asked Frodo, bluntly.

"See? I knew he wouldn't understand," said Aria to Anne.

"Aria, you didn't tell me you had other friends," said Frodo.

"I didn't start talking to these girls until now," admitted Aria. "I didn't realize they were fangirls, too."

"Well, I'm just getting back into 'The Lord of the Rings'," admitted Anne. "Hogwarts I've known about and am familiar with, up until this chamber."

Frodo turned to the two silent authoresses. He asked them, politely, "And what about you two? You've fallen silent."

The first authoress, wearing red robes, spoke at once, preventing the second silent authoress from speaking, "I'm DoctorWhovian – I mean, my name is Amy Collins." Collecting herself, Amy told him, "So, you go to school here? How do you like it? I understand it must be different from the Shire. How's your Uncle Bilbo?"

The second authoress broke her silence. She told Frodo, introducing herself, "And I'm LOTCR, but I like to be called Abigail. Itissonicetomeetyou,FrodoBaggins. Ican'ttellyouhowpleasedIamtomeetyou. I'mthrilled, butbackhomeyou aren'trealanditwouldbeweirdforeveryonetoknowyouexist…Iamjustsothrilledtomeetyou."

Frodo did his best to understand what Abigail was telling him. The only thing he replied to her was, "Eh… hi Abigail. It's a pleasure to meet you, too." He extended a hand to her.

However, Abigail lunged at him, embracing Frodo as tightly as she could. Aria was taken aback by this, but did nothing about the situation. Amy only giggled, watching Frodo's reactions in a fangirlish way. Only Amy seemed to respect what was happening and did not go into a group hug, unless Frodo asked for it. Anne, on the other hand, did her best to pull Abigail off of Frodo.

"Okay, Abigail, I think Frodo's had enough," said Anne.

However, Abigail didn't respond. And Aria thought she was the only one who didn't understand things.

Aria did her best to convince Abigail to get off Frodo, but Aria found herself stumbling on her own words. "Okay Abigail, I think it's time that Frodo got some air now. We don't want to hurt him, do we?"

"No," said Abigail. Realizing what she was doing, Abigail released Frodo.

Taking in a few harsh breaths, Frodo stretched out his back and his shoulders. He told Abigail, promptly, "I think you hugged me too hard."

Both Abigail and Amy went rigid at the sound of Frodo's voice. Aria felt herself go rigid, but it was more silent. Anne shook her head at the display.

Deciding to leave the conversation, Anne told the others, "Right. I'm going to find SweetDarkSilence. I'll see you later, Aria."

"Yeah, see you. And thanks for the pep talk," said Aria, waving to her.

Anne approached the authoress SweetDarkSilence, a girl with dark hair. From there, the two spoke about manga and anime more than anything.

Now it was just Frodo and the other three A girls. Well, at least Aria wasn't as bad, but then Frodo was a bit unsure about Amy and Abigail.

Frodo asked Amy and Abigail, "I see you're in Gryffindor. Who are you authoring? Hobbits, I mean?"

"Huh?" asked Abigail, not understanding the questions.

Amy stepped in. "Well, I'm assigned to Pippin Took. Abigail's assigned to Merry Brandybuck. Abigail and I make quite the team. Merry and Pippin don't mind us."

"I make sure to keep Merry and Pippin in line," said Abigail.

Amy asked Frodo and Aria, curious, "So, Frodo, Aria's assigned to you? That must be nice having a fangirl by your side. But then, Abigail and I are your fans, too. So, what's it like in the Shire? Is it everything found in J.R.R. Tolkien's book trilogy?"

"Is that where I'm in?" asked Frodo.

Abigail asked, twiddling her fingers and grinning mischievously, "So you don't know anything about J.R.R. Tolkien or his book series?"

"No," said Frodo, growing worried.

"Great!" shouted Abigail, a bit too loudly.

"Abigail, I think you need to mind your place," said Aria, directly to Abigail. "Frodo's a shy hobbit and if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, no I don't know if letting Frodo see The Lord of the Rings trilogy will change anything."

"Aria!" cried Amy and Abigail, concern sweeping across their faces like lightning. This was the last thing they wanted to tell Frodo.

"Well…" Aria stared shyly at the two authoresses, not knowing what to do.

Frodo inquired, asking Aria, "Well, why don't you show me the book trilogy, and we'll go from there." He stopped Abigail from protesting, "I just want to see what happens. That's all."

Aria told Frodo, "I'll show you my book when we get back to the Ravenclaw Common Room. All right?"

"That works," said Frodo.

"No! Listen, this is not a good idea," complained Abigail.

Amy agreed, but in a little mature voice, "Abigail has a point." She whispered to Aria, "What if Frodo throws off the balance in the future?"

Aria wasn't listening to either of them. She gave them both a confused, stern glare. "Throw the balance off in the future? I think Frodo can handle himself."

"Don't speak so loudly," said Amy, covering Aria's mouth with her hand. She told Frodo, trying to make sure nothing was affected, "We're sorry, but Aria needs to understand a few things."

Frodo stopped Amy, "Stop! Let her speak."

Amy removed her hand off of Aria's mouth. Aria sputtered, due to this, the grime and dirt not helping her once clean mouth. Wiping a sleeve over her mouth, Aria fell silent for a moment.

Then Aria knew what to say, "Well, what's it hurt to have Frodo look at the book trilogy?"

"Well, I think it'd be safer if you want, to show him The Hobbit, Bilbo's book, first. You don't have to show him The Lord of the Rings," said Abigail, minding her place.

Frodo told Aria, "Whatever you want to do is fine with me."

Aria stared at everyone. So it was up to her now. She didn't like being put on the spotlight. Still, maybe it was better not to show Frodo The Lord of the Rings until a more appropriate time… maybe when his quest was finished. It made no sense showing him The Lord of the Rings now, given his parents were still alive.

Aria only told Frodo, "I'll show you later."

"We can look now, if you want," said Frodo. As he and Aria headed out, Frodo told Amy and Abigail, "It was nice meeting you both."

Amy said in reply, "It was good to meet you, too." She was already feeling a little more in control of her being, but the fangirl moment was still there.

In haste, Aria led Frodo through another corridor and up a grand flight of spiral stairs. When they at last came to the top, Aria opened the door. They had returned to the Ravenclaw Common Room without having to use the bronze eagle knocker and answer its riddle. Frodo was impressed, but stunned.

Frodo asked Aria, "We're back in the Ravenclaw Common Room. How did we do that?"

"Authors and Authoresses have their own way of traversing through the castle," said Aria, casually. She disappeared up the stairs to the Girls' Dormitory. Minutes passed until she returned with a green paperback book. It was The Hobbit. She passed it to Frodo, telling him, "This is my copy. I'd like it back."

Frodo flipped to the back and read the summary. His gaze fell on Aria with amazement. "This is Bilbo's story. All the tales he told me. They're right here."

Aria tried to take the book back. "I don't think you should read it…"

Frodo moved the book away from her hands. "But I'm holding Bilbo's book."

"Frodo, I don't want to risk changing anything," said Aria, serious.

"What will you change?" asked Frodo. "Aria, I'm going to read this book, see if the author even came close to what Bilbo's stories are like. That's all I'm interested in. Why would you stop me?"

Aria stopped herself. Frodo did have a point, but she knew she would regret this. Sighing in defeat, but understanding, Aria nodded to him. "Okay. But I'd like it back."

"I'm good with bringing books back that I've loaned. I'll get started reading it today," said Frodo. He darted off into the Boys' Dormitory.

Alone in the dorm, Frodo settled down on his bed, Aria's book in hand. Taking a deep breath, not knowing what would happen, Frodo opened the book to the first chapter. And so it began…

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.

Yeah, I know this is nerve-racking to many fans. Well, when writing the last page or so of this chapter, it was getting nerve-racking, too. So, what do you think? Will anything change, or will Frodo's life remain the same, now that he's reading Bilbo's book, written by J.R.R. Tolkien? And yes, I know there are a lot of fans sticking close to the books, but this is an Alternate Universe, so things will change. Okay, bye! :)

Footnotes:

*The Sorcerer's Stone, the first Harry Potter book, is what the American edition is called. I understand the Philosopher's Stone is used everywhere else. I'm just more used to Sorcerer's Stone, so I'm sticking with that version.