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A/N: Hi everybody! I'm posting again! Isn't that great? *sees all audience member's head simultaneously nod no* Oh . . .
Lady Foxfire: Ugh, I'm not sure I'll make THAT happen, but thanks for the suggestion. And don't worry, I'll have LOTS of fun with Frodo, Aragorn and Legolas . . . *cackles evilly*
Lausie: *gasps* OF COURSE Harry's gonna show up! He's like one of my favorite characters! He HAS to show up! *calms down* Oh, and I like your idea of sending in the rest of the hobbits (gotta love 'em!) in next, so I think that's what I'll do. Thanks for your review! =D
Silver Saffire: *hugs gold-plated computer* Yayness! Now I have a new weapon to use! *runs around whacking random audience members with gold- plated computer*
Moonlight Sonata: You'll fill my E-mail with . . . JUNK?!?! *twilight zone music* DUN DUN DUUUUUUN! =0 Here's the next chapter!
Elijah Wood LVR: The reason I did that was because those are Frodo's thoughts, so it was impossible for HIM to rest with the other three hobbits as well as the rest of the Fellowship around. So unless he was talking about himself in third person (Like Gollum! *shudders*), he wouldn't have included himself on the list.
Whew! I'm getting more reviews for this story than I thought I would! On with the fic!
'Excuse me for asking, er . . . Minerva,' said Aragorn, following Professor McGonagall through the corridors of Hogwarts, 'But who was that woman who answered the door?'
'Oh, *her*.' said McGonagall, rolling her eyes. 'That was Sibyll Trelawney. She teaches Divination here at Hogwarts, and she takes great joy in predicting violent deaths of anyone unfortunate enough to be around her.'
As they turned the corner, two men came into view. One of them was at least twice as tall as a normal man, with wild tangles of black hair and beard.
The other man, who appeared to be very old, with long white hair and beard, smiled politely at McGonagall and held up a finger, indicating that she should wait to talk to him until he had finished with this particular matter.
'Where exactly did you find him, Rubeus?'
'Well, he was runnin' away from somethin', probably scared of the forest sounds, an' he sorta bumped into me, Professor.'
'I see. The poor little fellow must have been scared out of his wits. You may go back to your hut now, Rubeus. I'm sure that Fang is eagerly awaiting his supper.'
As the giant trudged obediently away, the older man turned to McGonagall and Aragorn.
'Now, how may I help you?'
'This man,' McGonagall indicated Aragorn, 'wishes to speak with you.' With that she turned and walked away leaving Aragorn alone with Dumbledore.
'Yes,' said Aragorn. 'Well, I, ah, was wondering if you happened to have seen my friend lately.' While trekking through the Forbidden Forest, Aragorn had become aware of the possibility that Frodo may have come through the portal as well. 'He is very small, only a child really, and has dark brown hair.'
Dumbledore listened politely until Aragorn was done describing Frodo, and then said 'Ah yes, he arrived with Hagrid only an hour ago. Come, he is in my study.'
Wordlessly Aragorn followed Dumbledore into the magnificent office. But strangely, when they arrived, there was no sign of Frodo.
'That is odd,' said Dumbledore, stroking his beard, 'I could have sworn that I . . .' He caught sight of Fawkes, his phoenix, scratching at a pile of books in the corner and making small distressed noises.
'What is it, Fawkes?' Muffled cries could be heard from underneath the books.
'Oh dear,' said Aragorn, trying desperately to stifle his laughter as he realized what must have happened.
Bending down, Dumbledore shifted some of the books and gently pulled a rather shocked Frodo from the pile.
'Dear me, how did you manage to get yourself into that mess?' Dumbledore chuckled. But Frodo didn't hear him.
'Strider!' he cried, throwing himself into Aragorn's arms. 'I'm so sorry for wandering off, but I wanted to rest, and then I got touched the rock and there was a whole bunch of white light and I-'
'Slow down, little one!' laughed Aragorn. 'You'll have plenty of time to explain later. We were getting so worried about you!'
'M'sorry,' said Frodo guiltily, staring down at the floor. 'I shouldn't have wandered off.'
'That's all right, Frodo.' said Aragorn reassuringly. 'But hush, let's hear what Professor Dumbledore has to say.'
Dumbledore smiled kindly at the two of them. 'I see that you were both taken through the portal. My guess is that I will be able to send you back, but it will take much magic to do so. However, I have not yet heard of a Hobbit or a Ranger who is not hungry, so let us go down to the kitchens and see what is there in manner of food.'
'I wonder how Sauron will react,' joked Frodo as they descended the spiral staircase, 'when he sees that the Ring has disappeared off the face of Middle-Earth!'
* * * *
Meanwhile, in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, the limp figure of Legolas lay unconscious in a bed of ferns.
After a good amount of time, the elf's eyes fluttered open. Wincing from the aches in his head, he sat up and looked around.
Unlike Aragorn and Frodo, who'd at first had no clue as to where they were, the elf immediately knew what had happened.
Why oh why hadn't he seen that the rock was a portal before he'd gone and stepped on it?
Berating himself mentally, Legolas picked up his bow and stood, getting a better look at his surroundings.
A trail of broken branches and trampled grass led away in one direction. Stooping to see the path more closely, Legolas smiled to himself. Frodo had passed this way!
Looking further, the elf found Aragorn's footsteps, leading in the same direction.
I'm still going to find them, even if I'm in a different dimension. Thought the elf grimly, and he set off in the direction that his two comrades had taken.
* * * *
Back in Middle-Earth, the rest of the Fellowship had become extremely worried. First Frodo, then Aragorn, and now Legolas?
Boromir and Gimli were the only ones who truly understood the situation, but they refrained from talking about it in front of the Hobbits, for fear of sending them into a panic.
Merry and Pippin, meanwhile, were trying to calm a hysterical Sam.
'I just can't stand it, mister Frodo lost out there! And Aragorn and Legolas as well! What if they've been captured?' he sobbed repeatedly.
'Don't worry, Sam!' Pippin said cheerfully. 'I'm sure they're fine. Rather silly of them actually, getting lost in the woods.'
'Hey, Pip,' said Merry, his eyes lit with a sudden idea. 'What if *we* went out there and brought them back? I mean, two great warriors like us, we'll have them back here by lunchtime!'
Pippin thought this was a great idea, and the two of them promptly buckled on their sword belts and stole off into the woods when Boromir and Gimli were not looking.
Sam got up and ran after them. 'No! You'll get lost, just like the rest of them! Stop!'
But Merry and Pippin were not to be reasoned with, and soon all three of them were lost in the depths of the warm afternoon and calm woodlands.
A/N: Yay! Another (fairly) long chapter! I greatly look forward to typing how the three Hobbits get sucked through the portal. I already have the basic layout of that scene. Anyhoo, as always, review!
AUDIENCE: *cricket chirps*
ME: Anyone?
RANDOM AUDIENCE MEMBER: I think you own it!
ME: *breathes fire on RAM*
RAM: *screams and dies*
ME: Anyone else?
AUDIENCE: No, Ma'am!
A/N: Hi everybody! I'm posting again! Isn't that great? *sees all audience member's head simultaneously nod no* Oh . . .
Lady Foxfire: Ugh, I'm not sure I'll make THAT happen, but thanks for the suggestion. And don't worry, I'll have LOTS of fun with Frodo, Aragorn and Legolas . . . *cackles evilly*
Lausie: *gasps* OF COURSE Harry's gonna show up! He's like one of my favorite characters! He HAS to show up! *calms down* Oh, and I like your idea of sending in the rest of the hobbits (gotta love 'em!) in next, so I think that's what I'll do. Thanks for your review! =D
Silver Saffire: *hugs gold-plated computer* Yayness! Now I have a new weapon to use! *runs around whacking random audience members with gold- plated computer*
Moonlight Sonata: You'll fill my E-mail with . . . JUNK?!?! *twilight zone music* DUN DUN DUUUUUUN! =0 Here's the next chapter!
Elijah Wood LVR: The reason I did that was because those are Frodo's thoughts, so it was impossible for HIM to rest with the other three hobbits as well as the rest of the Fellowship around. So unless he was talking about himself in third person (Like Gollum! *shudders*), he wouldn't have included himself on the list.
Whew! I'm getting more reviews for this story than I thought I would! On with the fic!
'Excuse me for asking, er . . . Minerva,' said Aragorn, following Professor McGonagall through the corridors of Hogwarts, 'But who was that woman who answered the door?'
'Oh, *her*.' said McGonagall, rolling her eyes. 'That was Sibyll Trelawney. She teaches Divination here at Hogwarts, and she takes great joy in predicting violent deaths of anyone unfortunate enough to be around her.'
As they turned the corner, two men came into view. One of them was at least twice as tall as a normal man, with wild tangles of black hair and beard.
The other man, who appeared to be very old, with long white hair and beard, smiled politely at McGonagall and held up a finger, indicating that she should wait to talk to him until he had finished with this particular matter.
'Where exactly did you find him, Rubeus?'
'Well, he was runnin' away from somethin', probably scared of the forest sounds, an' he sorta bumped into me, Professor.'
'I see. The poor little fellow must have been scared out of his wits. You may go back to your hut now, Rubeus. I'm sure that Fang is eagerly awaiting his supper.'
As the giant trudged obediently away, the older man turned to McGonagall and Aragorn.
'Now, how may I help you?'
'This man,' McGonagall indicated Aragorn, 'wishes to speak with you.' With that she turned and walked away leaving Aragorn alone with Dumbledore.
'Yes,' said Aragorn. 'Well, I, ah, was wondering if you happened to have seen my friend lately.' While trekking through the Forbidden Forest, Aragorn had become aware of the possibility that Frodo may have come through the portal as well. 'He is very small, only a child really, and has dark brown hair.'
Dumbledore listened politely until Aragorn was done describing Frodo, and then said 'Ah yes, he arrived with Hagrid only an hour ago. Come, he is in my study.'
Wordlessly Aragorn followed Dumbledore into the magnificent office. But strangely, when they arrived, there was no sign of Frodo.
'That is odd,' said Dumbledore, stroking his beard, 'I could have sworn that I . . .' He caught sight of Fawkes, his phoenix, scratching at a pile of books in the corner and making small distressed noises.
'What is it, Fawkes?' Muffled cries could be heard from underneath the books.
'Oh dear,' said Aragorn, trying desperately to stifle his laughter as he realized what must have happened.
Bending down, Dumbledore shifted some of the books and gently pulled a rather shocked Frodo from the pile.
'Dear me, how did you manage to get yourself into that mess?' Dumbledore chuckled. But Frodo didn't hear him.
'Strider!' he cried, throwing himself into Aragorn's arms. 'I'm so sorry for wandering off, but I wanted to rest, and then I got touched the rock and there was a whole bunch of white light and I-'
'Slow down, little one!' laughed Aragorn. 'You'll have plenty of time to explain later. We were getting so worried about you!'
'M'sorry,' said Frodo guiltily, staring down at the floor. 'I shouldn't have wandered off.'
'That's all right, Frodo.' said Aragorn reassuringly. 'But hush, let's hear what Professor Dumbledore has to say.'
Dumbledore smiled kindly at the two of them. 'I see that you were both taken through the portal. My guess is that I will be able to send you back, but it will take much magic to do so. However, I have not yet heard of a Hobbit or a Ranger who is not hungry, so let us go down to the kitchens and see what is there in manner of food.'
'I wonder how Sauron will react,' joked Frodo as they descended the spiral staircase, 'when he sees that the Ring has disappeared off the face of Middle-Earth!'
* * * *
Meanwhile, in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, the limp figure of Legolas lay unconscious in a bed of ferns.
After a good amount of time, the elf's eyes fluttered open. Wincing from the aches in his head, he sat up and looked around.
Unlike Aragorn and Frodo, who'd at first had no clue as to where they were, the elf immediately knew what had happened.
Why oh why hadn't he seen that the rock was a portal before he'd gone and stepped on it?
Berating himself mentally, Legolas picked up his bow and stood, getting a better look at his surroundings.
A trail of broken branches and trampled grass led away in one direction. Stooping to see the path more closely, Legolas smiled to himself. Frodo had passed this way!
Looking further, the elf found Aragorn's footsteps, leading in the same direction.
I'm still going to find them, even if I'm in a different dimension. Thought the elf grimly, and he set off in the direction that his two comrades had taken.
* * * *
Back in Middle-Earth, the rest of the Fellowship had become extremely worried. First Frodo, then Aragorn, and now Legolas?
Boromir and Gimli were the only ones who truly understood the situation, but they refrained from talking about it in front of the Hobbits, for fear of sending them into a panic.
Merry and Pippin, meanwhile, were trying to calm a hysterical Sam.
'I just can't stand it, mister Frodo lost out there! And Aragorn and Legolas as well! What if they've been captured?' he sobbed repeatedly.
'Don't worry, Sam!' Pippin said cheerfully. 'I'm sure they're fine. Rather silly of them actually, getting lost in the woods.'
'Hey, Pip,' said Merry, his eyes lit with a sudden idea. 'What if *we* went out there and brought them back? I mean, two great warriors like us, we'll have them back here by lunchtime!'
Pippin thought this was a great idea, and the two of them promptly buckled on their sword belts and stole off into the woods when Boromir and Gimli were not looking.
Sam got up and ran after them. 'No! You'll get lost, just like the rest of them! Stop!'
But Merry and Pippin were not to be reasoned with, and soon all three of them were lost in the depths of the warm afternoon and calm woodlands.
A/N: Yay! Another (fairly) long chapter! I greatly look forward to typing how the three Hobbits get sucked through the portal. I already have the basic layout of that scene. Anyhoo, as always, review!