CHAPTER ONE- MIDDLE EARTH
Harry Potter rolled over in bed and found he was not in bed at all, but laying on a grassy hill with the sun shining down into his eyes. Confused, he sat up, staring ahead. He was in a strange land he had never seen before.
"Harry?" He glanced over and saw his best friend, Ron Weasley, looked equally confused. He then saw that there were others asleep on the hill. Ron's twin brothers Fred and George, his Godfather Sirius Black, his mortal rival Draco Malfoy, Dobby the House-Elf, the headmaster of his school Albus Dumbledore, and last but not least the Spanish Inquisition.
**WHAT?! NO! NOT THE SPANISH INQUISITION GET THEM OUT OF HERE THEY ARE NOT IN THIS STORY!**
The Spanish Inquisition suddenly disappeared.
**THANK YOU!**
You are welcome. Can I continue?
**YES**
Harry slowly sat up, feeling thoroughly confused. "Ron what are you doing here? What are they doing here? What is going on?!" He demanded.
"I don't know. One minute I was asleep in bed and the next- poof- here. Hey wake up." He poked Fred and George and they snorted, sitting up.
"Weird!" They both exclaimed. When they spoke, they woke the others up.
"What the--?!" Sirius demanded.
"What in blazes?!?!" Draco shrieked.
"Harry, sir! What is going on?" Dobby squeaked.
"Interesting. Very interesting." Dumbledore said, stroking his beard. Harry stood up and looked around, taking in the greenness of it all. He noticed a small black dot on the horizon moving closer to them.
"Looks like someone is coming." He said.
"I want to know what am I doing with you guys!" Draco demanded, stomping his foot.
"I think the important thing to find out right now is what we are doing here, where here is and how we got here." Harry said, shielding his eyes and looking into the distance but he could still not tell who the people were coming were.
"Let's wait for them." Fred suggested so they sat down, watching the dots moving closer. Time passed and the sun went further into the sky. Finally the people moving were so close, they could see who they were.
There were nine of them, led by a wizard who looked remarkably like Dumbledore. Behind him was a very short brown-haired person. Beside him was another short person leading a horse. Behind the horse was a man who looked a lot like Sirius. Behind him were a fair-haired man and two more short people. Then behind them was a man not as short as the short people but still short. Lastly was an extremely tall blonde man.
"Looks... weird." Ron put in, looking at-
**THEY LOOK WEIRD?! YOU'RE THE ONES WHO SUDDENLY APPEARED IN THE MIDDLE OF- **
Hey! This is MY story! You made me take out the Spanish Inquisition-
**FOR GOOD REASON! THIS IS A SILLY STORY AND KEEPING IN THE SPANISH INQUISITION WILL JUST MAKE IT EVEN MORE!**
Can I PLEASE continue?
***SIGH* ALL RIGHT, CONTINUE'**
Thank you. Now where was I?
"Me." Ron said. Oh yes, thank you. "Welcome." Ron said with a smile. He looked at the oncoming people and shrugged. Soon the people were at the bottom of the hill, looking up at them.
"This has to be a nightmare or something." Draco groaned, glaring at Harry who glared right back.
"Hey you!" The wizard in front called.
"Should we go down?" George asked.
"Might as well." So they headed down the hill and came face to face with the group.
"And whore are you?" The wizard asked, leaning on his staff.
"Albus Dumbledore. And you?"
"Gandalf the Grey. You look familiar."
"Yes. you do too." Dumbledore replied.
"What are you doing in these lands?" Gandalf asked.
"We're not sure. All of us just. woke up. On that hill." Dumbledore said.
"Strange." Gandalf commented. "Are you a wizard?"
"We all are. Except him." Dumbledore pointed to Dobby. "He is an elf."
"He most certainly is not." Said the tall blonde who, Harry just noticed, had pointed ears.
"I is, sir, I is!" Dobby said. The blonde looked completely disgusted but the bearded man was laughing.
"Oh that is so funny!" He exclaimed, leaning against his axe to hold himself up. The blonde guy scowled at him.
"It is not."
"Yes it is."
"Legolas, Gimli, quiet." The man who looked like Sirius said, and then stepped forward. "Name yourselves." He commanded.
"Uh. Harry Potter." Harry said slowly, glancing at the man's drawn sword.
"Ron, Fred and George Weasley." Ron said pointing at himself and his brothers.
"Draco Malfoy."
"Dobby, sir. Dobby the house-elf."
"Sirius Black."
"And I have already said my name. Who are you?" Dumbledore asked.
"Aragorn, son of Arathorn." The man who had commanded them to tell their names said.
"Boromir." The other man with a sword said.
"Legolas from the Mirkwood forest." The blonde said, still scowling at Dobby.
"Gimli, son of Glóin." The bearded one with an axe growled out.
"Frodo Baggins." The short brown-haired one said from beside Gandalf.
"Samwise Gamgee."
"Meridoc Brandybuck."
"Peregrin Took." The three other short ones introduced themselves.
"And." Dumbledore said slowly, obvious trying to choose his words properly. "What is this land place called?"
"This particular land or the whole entire thing?" Aragorn asked.
"The whole." Dumbledore said.
"Why Middle-Earth of course." Boromir said with a laugh.
"How come I get the feeling we're not in England anymore?" Ron asked.
"Because we're not." Harry replied, looking very nervous.
Harry Potter rolled over in bed and found he was not in bed at all, but laying on a grassy hill with the sun shining down into his eyes. Confused, he sat up, staring ahead. He was in a strange land he had never seen before.
"Harry?" He glanced over and saw his best friend, Ron Weasley, looked equally confused. He then saw that there were others asleep on the hill. Ron's twin brothers Fred and George, his Godfather Sirius Black, his mortal rival Draco Malfoy, Dobby the House-Elf, the headmaster of his school Albus Dumbledore, and last but not least the Spanish Inquisition.
**WHAT?! NO! NOT THE SPANISH INQUISITION GET THEM OUT OF HERE THEY ARE NOT IN THIS STORY!**
The Spanish Inquisition suddenly disappeared.
**THANK YOU!**
You are welcome. Can I continue?
**YES**
Harry slowly sat up, feeling thoroughly confused. "Ron what are you doing here? What are they doing here? What is going on?!" He demanded.
"I don't know. One minute I was asleep in bed and the next- poof- here. Hey wake up." He poked Fred and George and they snorted, sitting up.
"Weird!" They both exclaimed. When they spoke, they woke the others up.
"What the--?!" Sirius demanded.
"What in blazes?!?!" Draco shrieked.
"Harry, sir! What is going on?" Dobby squeaked.
"Interesting. Very interesting." Dumbledore said, stroking his beard. Harry stood up and looked around, taking in the greenness of it all. He noticed a small black dot on the horizon moving closer to them.
"Looks like someone is coming." He said.
"I want to know what am I doing with you guys!" Draco demanded, stomping his foot.
"I think the important thing to find out right now is what we are doing here, where here is and how we got here." Harry said, shielding his eyes and looking into the distance but he could still not tell who the people were coming were.
"Let's wait for them." Fred suggested so they sat down, watching the dots moving closer. Time passed and the sun went further into the sky. Finally the people moving were so close, they could see who they were.
There were nine of them, led by a wizard who looked remarkably like Dumbledore. Behind him was a very short brown-haired person. Beside him was another short person leading a horse. Behind the horse was a man who looked a lot like Sirius. Behind him were a fair-haired man and two more short people. Then behind them was a man not as short as the short people but still short. Lastly was an extremely tall blonde man.
"Looks... weird." Ron put in, looking at-
**THEY LOOK WEIRD?! YOU'RE THE ONES WHO SUDDENLY APPEARED IN THE MIDDLE OF- **
Hey! This is MY story! You made me take out the Spanish Inquisition-
**FOR GOOD REASON! THIS IS A SILLY STORY AND KEEPING IN THE SPANISH INQUISITION WILL JUST MAKE IT EVEN MORE!**
Can I PLEASE continue?
***SIGH* ALL RIGHT, CONTINUE'**
Thank you. Now where was I?
"Me." Ron said. Oh yes, thank you. "Welcome." Ron said with a smile. He looked at the oncoming people and shrugged. Soon the people were at the bottom of the hill, looking up at them.
"This has to be a nightmare or something." Draco groaned, glaring at Harry who glared right back.
"Hey you!" The wizard in front called.
"Should we go down?" George asked.
"Might as well." So they headed down the hill and came face to face with the group.
"And whore are you?" The wizard asked, leaning on his staff.
"Albus Dumbledore. And you?"
"Gandalf the Grey. You look familiar."
"Yes. you do too." Dumbledore replied.
"What are you doing in these lands?" Gandalf asked.
"We're not sure. All of us just. woke up. On that hill." Dumbledore said.
"Strange." Gandalf commented. "Are you a wizard?"
"We all are. Except him." Dumbledore pointed to Dobby. "He is an elf."
"He most certainly is not." Said the tall blonde who, Harry just noticed, had pointed ears.
"I is, sir, I is!" Dobby said. The blonde looked completely disgusted but the bearded man was laughing.
"Oh that is so funny!" He exclaimed, leaning against his axe to hold himself up. The blonde guy scowled at him.
"It is not."
"Yes it is."
"Legolas, Gimli, quiet." The man who looked like Sirius said, and then stepped forward. "Name yourselves." He commanded.
"Uh. Harry Potter." Harry said slowly, glancing at the man's drawn sword.
"Ron, Fred and George Weasley." Ron said pointing at himself and his brothers.
"Draco Malfoy."
"Dobby, sir. Dobby the house-elf."
"Sirius Black."
"And I have already said my name. Who are you?" Dumbledore asked.
"Aragorn, son of Arathorn." The man who had commanded them to tell their names said.
"Boromir." The other man with a sword said.
"Legolas from the Mirkwood forest." The blonde said, still scowling at Dobby.
"Gimli, son of Glóin." The bearded one with an axe growled out.
"Frodo Baggins." The short brown-haired one said from beside Gandalf.
"Samwise Gamgee."
"Meridoc Brandybuck."
"Peregrin Took." The three other short ones introduced themselves.
"And." Dumbledore said slowly, obvious trying to choose his words properly. "What is this land place called?"
"This particular land or the whole entire thing?" Aragorn asked.
"The whole." Dumbledore said.
"Why Middle-Earth of course." Boromir said with a laugh.
"How come I get the feeling we're not in England anymore?" Ron asked.
"Because we're not." Harry replied, looking very nervous.