Disclaimers: See Chapter 1 for more info.

Acknowledgements: To TooLazyToLogin for giving me the original idea for this series. To DoctorWhovian18, for being my beta-writer/reader for this series, 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.

Oh, and I forgot this previous chapter, but LOTCR was curious about Lotho's Authoress. Now that we know who she is, I want to thank her for this idea and a suggestion for this chapter. :) Also, coming up this chapter is a little idea given to me by DoctorWhovian18 and Frodo. And also, it's the last chapter because I knew I could expand this till the end. :)

With all the excitement, Frodo and Aria nearly forgot their exam results would come. And yet they did. When Frodo and Aria were handed their result papers, Aria was squealing in excitement. It was obvious to Frodo that she passed.

Aria said, giddily, "I got all As and Bs. Good thing it's writing, but still…" Turning the attention off from her for a moment, Aria asked Frodo, "How well did you do?"

Frodo shrugged. "I did all right."

"No really?" asked Aria, still on the edge of her seat in excitement.

Frodo chuckled. Of course he would tell the truth to her. "I passed with flying colors. It seems Snape liked my work after all."

Aria nodded. She gave him her congratulations. "Well done, Frodo. Well done."

It was indeed, not just Frodo but every hobbit attending Hogwarts did well on their exams. Even Lotho passed, allowing him to go on to second year. Frodo was alarmed, but he calmed himself down quickly, telling himself that he couldn't have everything he wanted.

But the hobbits weren't the only ones that passed. So did the authors and authoresses. Abigail jumped up and down with cheery joy. Amy was with her, squealing in delight. It would mean that she would spend more time with Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin. Anne was mellow about her grades, and yet she was happy. It meant to her that she would be able to help get Sam out of his shell during their second year. The only authoress everyone in Slytherin was annoyed by was Misty Rodgers, who also passed. Aria huffed, but she was reminded by Frodo they often couldn't have their way in life. Still, Aria hoped something would happen to both Lotho and Misty.

o-o-o

Much preparation went into the end-of-year party in the Authors and Authoresses' Chamber. It was a yearly celebration for them, even though they had a decade away from Hogwarts. Still Professor Templeton wanted to make this the best end-of-year party for both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw authors and authoresses.

Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin pitched in as well. Frodo wanted to make sure Aria was doing well, keeping an eye on her as often as he could. After the end-of-term feast, Merry and Pippin went back to teasing Frodo and Aria. This time, Aria didn't mind that they were picking on her, as she teased them back. The whole matter ended in a laughing fit on either side. Frodo was happy for Aria and looked forward to the end-of-year party. However, Frodo also asked Professor Templeton for his friends to have a separate room where he and his friends could celebrate their own little end-of-year party. Professor Templeton agreed.

When the party commenced, Frodo made sure to invite Harry, Hermione and the Weasley brothers. As the party went on in the larger room, Frodo led his friends into the smaller antechamber. All around the antechamber were streamers and hanging lanterns covering the ceiling. Food and drinks were on two tables. And of course, all of Frodo's friends had made it to this small friendship party.

Fred and George said in unison, "You went too far."

Aria popped some confetti from a confetti shooter. She jumped at the blast, giving an embarrassed smile due to what she just done. She set the confetti device down at the end of one of the tables. Making a quick recovery, Aria said, "Welcome to the End-of-Year Party!"

Fred told her, "And what a grand entrance it is."

"It's a shame we didn't pull any pranks, Fred," said George.

"You're right, George," said Fred, a mischievous grin on his face.

As Ron went towards the punch bowl, a party paper snake leapt out of the bowl. Ron jumped back, startled. A few of his friends laughed at this display. He suspected his brothers had a hand on the prank, but no… Ron turned his gaze to Frodo. Frodo was looking all too innocent. Shaking his head, Ron said, "Great. I see you haven't lost your pranking skill, Frodo."

Frodo said, "Nope." He replied with, "Happy End of the Year, Ron."

"Ha ha, very funny," said Ron, not amused.

George told his younger brother, "Lighten up, Ron. At least we didn't prank you."

"No indeed," said Percy. "But do give Ron credit. He did defeat McGonagall's chess set."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean we'll still prank him," said George.

"Because you know, we will," said Fred.

Another paper snake shoot in the air, straight at Harry. Harry moved, startled, as the snake bopped him in the chin. Hermione couldn't help giggling at the sight.

Sam was peeved. He declared to all his friends, "If I see one more snake shooter, I'll –" He was cut off as two more paper snakes shoot right at him, in both directions. Sam glared at Merry and Pippin, who were laughing. "Oh, you think that's funny, do you?"

Pippin said, acting innocent, "Why not, Sam? We're allowed to have fun now. So should you."

"Gryffindor won the house cup," said Merry.

Sam rubbed his temple. "Yes, I know. You keep boasting about it."

Pippin shot another snake shooter into the air, just for fun. Sam shot a glare at him, hoping the hobbit would stop this nonsense. Pippin shot a third snake into the air just to annoy Sam, only the snake bopped Frodo on the head. Frodo turned his gaze to Pippin, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Pippin, may I ask what that was for?" asked Frodo.

Pippin said, pretending to be innocent, "Oh nothing, Frodo. I just wanted to admire you from way over here."

Abigail let out a laugh, sputtering out her punch. This caused Amy to laugh, due to the random reaction.

Fredegar said to the group, "Well, for what it's worth, I've had a pleasant time."

Anne said, "Oh you have, have you?" Taking a cardboard roll, Anne bopped Fatty on the top of the head.

Rubbing his head, Fredegar asked Anne, surprised at her, "What was that for?"

Anne told him, serious, "For not doing anything, while Frodo and Aria were down in the Chambers. All you care about is work."

Fredegar said, "I want to pass my classes."

Folco said, "Ha! You already passed your classes and you're still gabbing about it."

"Hey, there's always our second year," said Fredegar. He was received by loud groans from his friends. Fatty asked them, confused, "What did I do now?"

Aria told all her friends present, "Let's just concern ourselves with this party. All right. We can think about next year when we get there. For now, let's have fun." She was received by a round of applause, including from Folco.

Hermione accepted this statement. "I have to agree with Aria."

"That's surprising," said Ron. He was annoyed when Hermione protested, giving him a lecture on why school and studying was important to their education. Ron looked at Harry for help, but Harry just mediated between his friends.

As for the rest of this small party, Frodo could admit he enjoyed himself. There weren't many pranks, but it was still good. And yet, Frodo couldn't help but want to prank a Slytherin or two. He knew exactly which ones to prank and when to prank them.

o-o-o

Wednesday moved in a blur. Lotho accompanied Misty back to the Authors and Authoresses' Chamber. He was becoming quite acquainted with his authoress. They went well together. Nothing would change…

Frodo bumped into him. He apologized, "Oh, excuse me Lotho, Misty."

Lotho tapped his foot. Frodo would pay for this insult. "Well…"

"Well, bye!" said Frodo, darting down the corridor.

Misty moved a curly brown tendril out of her face. She told Lotho, "Maybe Baggins should learn to mind his place from now on."

Lotho was stunned. He admitted, aloud, "That's what I keep saying! Thank you, Misty. You understand how I feel. I…" However, when he reached into his pocket…

SPLOSH! Lotho and Misty grimaced in disgust. They were covered in green slime and other muck from a mini-swamp device. Lotho was upset now:

"Frodo Baggins, you will pay for this! Next year, I know you will!" shouted Lotho.

Misty squealed in disgust, "Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew…" The mantra continued.

Over in the corner of the corridor, Frodo chuckled to himself in delight. It was fun to prank Lotho from time to time. Frodo ran down the corridor, happy with himself. Lotho would try to get back at him, but Frodo knew things were turning out well for him.

o-o-o

On June 20th, wardrobes were empty, trunks were packed and students were handed notes, warning them not to use magic at home. Frodo followed the other first years down to the boats, where Hagrid was waiting for them. Frodo would miss Hogwarts, but he knew he had only two-and-a-half months before he returned to the school. As the boats skimmed across the glass-like surface of the Black Lake, Frodo peered at the castle for the last time. His first year at Hogwarts was over.

Frodo boarded the Hogwarts Express, searching for a compartment where he would be free from people celebrating and making him famous for the first time in his life. Aria called him into an empty compartment. Joining them soon after was Sam, Merry and Pippin. Fatty and Folco had chosen to find a compartment all their own, or rather chose to wander the corridors in search of people to talk to, which mainly involved hobbits.

Frodo did have one last secret to share. Should he tell his friends? As the train left Hogsmeade Station and traveled across the countryside, Frodo burst, informing his friends, especially Sam and Aria, "I have one more secret to share with you, but you must not tell anyone else."

Pippin made sure the compartment door was sealed. It was. He returned to his seat, eager to hear this news.

Frodo waited a moment, and then said: "I received this letter from Bilbo during lunch, on Sam's birthday. During the time period I'm from, Sam is just born. You're twelve now, Sam, but back home, you're only an infant."

There was a sudden silence in the compartment. Frodo bit his lip. Had he made a mistake? Surely this would affect the timeline.

Sam shook his head. He asked Frodo, "Why are you telling me this, Mr. Frodo?"

Frodo was stunned. "You're not mad."

"I would be mad if you told my younger self who I am. But no, I'm not angry," said Sam. "I had this funny feeling you were older than me, even before we met."

"I had that feeling, too," said Pippin.

"Me too," said Merry.

Frodo turned his gaze to Aria. Surely she was the same age as him. "And you?"

Aria admitted, sheepishly, "Well, where I'm from, the Third Age of Middle-earth was ages ago." She gave her theory. "You know, I think there's a wormhole somewhere that is causing an influx in time. How else are we all here at Hogwarts? Surely there's a reason for it." She informed Frodo at once, "But Frodo, it will be our job not to inform our younger selves that we already know each other. You can imagine how hard that will be."

"I can imagine quite a lot, Aria," said Frodo. He was nervous about coming home. Now that Sam knew… well, twelve-year-old Sam knew, as did Merry and Pippin. But how well could he keep a secret to Sam's younger self? Maybe it was dangerous telling Sam's younger self about these new turn of events.

Aria admitted, jokingly, "Well, Merry and Pippin, I must say your prank wars against Amy and Abigail, they were something."

Pippin was stunned now. "You're not mad?"

Frodo said, chuckling merrily, "Neither am I." He told his friends that were present, "Well done this year, everyone. I cannot say it enough. But I am so proud to have such good friends."

Aria said, shyly, "Then I am grateful to have met a friend such as you, Frodo." She held his hand.

Frodo blushed in embarrassment. It was getting awkward again. Why did the temperature suddenly go up? This was too awkward… Frodo tore his hand away from Aria, looking about him and pretending the moment didn't happen. Aria shook her head. Nope, nothing changed.

Merry and Pippin chuckled at the sight. Frodo grinned sheepishly their way. Yup, he was happy to have such friends that teased him.

Soon, the Hogwarts Express rolled into platform nine-and-three-quarters at King's Cross Station. By then, Frodo and his friends had changed into their jackets, coats, and other casual clothes. As they stepped off the train, Frodo searched for Harry, Ron and Hermione. He found them and said his goodbyes for the summer holidays:

"I'll miss you three," said Frodo to Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"This was fun," said Hermione.

"Yeah, we should do it again sometime," said Ron.

"You know we will… pranking we mean," said Fred and George in unison.

Harry looked back at the witches and wizards filing in twos and threes through the platform. Realizing it was time for his friends to go, except for the hobbits and the authoresses, Harry shook hands with Frodo. He said to him, "Goodbye Frodo. Hope to hear from you in a letter, over the summer."

"I'll make sure to write," said Frodo.

"Come on. Let's get a move on," said Percy.

Fred and George waved at Frodo, "Till September, Frodo."

"And to you," said Frodo, making the greeting reply.

As Aria approached, Harry said his farewell to her too, "See you in the fall, Aria. See? You can prove your bravery, even while you're a Ravenclaw."

A little taken aback at the comment, Aria told him in return, "Thank you, Harry. See you." She waved to him and the others. As expected, they waved back.

Then Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ron's brothers moved their carts towards the platform, disappearing through the wall, back to the Muggle part of King's Cross.

The hobbits and their authors and authoresses were told to stay on the platform. The authors and authoresses would be waiting for their Head of House to arrive, so they could return to the Authors' House, the house that Frodo had heard so much about from Aria, Anne, Amy and Abigail.

Aria started rambling, talking Frodo's ear off with excitement, "Oh Frodo, I hope you come to the Authors' House sometime. It would be exciting to visit. I can show you around and –"

Frodo stopped her before she rambled further. He blushed as he spoke to her, "Aria, we'll see."

Pippin admitted, "Well, it's obvious we won't be able to visit you, Frodo."

Merry added, teasing, "No, but I'm sure Aria and Frodo will have no trouble visiting each other. Right, Frodo?"

"Right," said Frodo. He was still unsure how he would ever get to the Authors' House. Maybe Aria would show him sometime. He just didn't know when that would happen.

Sam pointed out his family. "Well, I must go. I'll see you all next year." He waved to his friends, receiving loud applause from Merry and Pippin as Sam regrouped with the Gamgees.

As they parted ways, and Aria regrouped with the other authors and authoresses' students, Frodo was left alone. He was last again. Why then was he always last? Maybe there was a reason for it. He didn't know. He needed to stay calm…

"Frodo," said Primula, his mother, waving him over to the same wooden hobbit-hole door they had been using.

Frodo sped towards his parents. Parking his cart, Frodo embraced his father and mother. He didn't want to let them go. Drogo was stunned, yet he allowed Frodo to hug him for a few more seconds.

"All right, Frodo. That's enough," said Drogo, a little cheekily.

Primula gave Drogo a glare, telling Drogo to settle down for a moment. Frodo released his parents, a few small tears dripping down his face. He was filled with joy. He certainly missed them.

"I've missed you. Both of you," said Frodo, still grateful to see them.

Drogo changed the subject, "So, how was Hogwarts this time around? Did you make new friends? What of Aria?" The questions continued, and yet Drogo didn't stop asking his son questions.

Primula was happy, but then so was Frodo. As they entered their hobbit-hole in Buckland, Frodo felt his old life return. All the while, he remembered his note, which said he was allowed to use magic in his home and only his home. Nowhere outside his parents' house could he perform magic. Frodo was fine with this rule, if it meant remembering all the good times he shared with his friends, and with Aria. He would miss Aria, but he knew that he would see her again. And that was enough. It was enough for him.

Oh yes! We're done with this story and I say it ended well. :) But there are still seven more stories to go in this series. For now, this first fanfic to my Hobbit Wizards series is done. :)

I am very grateful for all the reviews, favorites and followings from my fellow readers/writers. Your comments have certainly made my day and helped improve my writing greatly. At this time, I would like to thank those who helped me on my way to becoming a writer, whether getting me on this site or help with this story and such: ValueMyHeart, because she was there at the beginning, DoctorWhovian18, because she allowed me to realize what showing in writing can do, LOTCR, even though I made the mistake of crediting her first for an idea she did not do, for her ideas and her growing excitement for this story, and TooLazyToLogin for really giving me the idea that started this series and its story. I'd also like to thank all my readers for sticking with me right to the end. I know there was telling in the first six chapters, but obviously I have succeeded at getting past this, if not incorporating showing and telling into my writing seamlessly.

I believe this story took me four months to write. That's four months spent of watching walkthroughs for "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone" video game, reading the first Harry Potter book with the same title, and now I've waited till the end, and this is something I will continue through the series except for the seventh sequel, is watch the film adaptation for "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone". With that said, I'll see you all in the first sequel, which is titled Into the Chamber, respectively.

Goodbye for now, writers and readers! :)

Aria Breuer