PS: *leaps forward* HELLO *checks paper* FANFICTION.NET!!!! *canned cheering* Well, here's chapter three, as promised, with everything promised! I think.
CHAPTER THREE: WHEN HOBBITS ATTACK!
Draco Malfoy was not a happy boy. Being pulled out of going to his favourite class, Potions, to look for two snotty Gryffindors was not his idea of a good day. Even so, the thought of the trouble Granger and the Weasley brat would be in kept him going.
Draco could hear Crabbe and Goyle muttering behind him as they sauntered across the grounds, not really looking for the missing girls. They slowly made their way around the back of Hagrid's hut and stopped. Crabbe and Goyle leaned back against the wall, but Draco paced up and down a bit. Suddenly Draco heard what was definitely a sneeze. He stopped and looked around at the surrounding area, then down at his feet. Something caught his eye; something gold, and it glinted in the sun. It seemed to be calling him, wanting him to take it. His hand was drawn to it and he picked it up, wonderingly. It was a ring.
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Sam, Frodo, Legolas, Ginny and Hermione crouched in the bushes. They watched as a skinny white-blonde boy and two rather butch-looking boys came around the side of the hut. Hermione groaned quietly. Legolas looked sideways at her. Hermione mouthed "jerks" to him. He raised an eyebrow and remained silent.
Frodo crouched next to Sam. He watched the human boys stand where they themselves had been standing mere minutes before. He sat in silence, watching, but with a growing sense of unease. His hand drifted to his pocket and he slipped two fingers in to grasp at his ring.
Ginny's nose tickled. She tried, and tried to hold it in. She held her breath, she held her nose, she clenched her teeth, until she couldn't hold it in any more.
"AAAAACHOO!" Legolas clamped his hand over her mouth. There was stillness and silence for a few seconds as the blonde boy looked around. They watched as he bent down and picked up something from the ground. It glinted gold in it sun. Sam heard Frodo's breath stop. Then-
Explosion. "NOOOO! YOU CAN'T HAVE IT, YOU THIEF!!!" Frodo burst out of the bushes and rammed the boy.
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Draco stumbled with the impact but didn't fall. Crabbe and Goyle stood stunned for a second before jumping out and grabbing the attacker by the arms. The creature scratched and bit and fought, before freezing and glaring up at Draco, chest heaving.
"Give it to me. It's mine," he snarled. Draco looked at him, not understanding. Then it clicked.
"Oh! You mean this?" He held up the ring.
"Yes." Draco raised and eyebrow.
"Who are you to take it from me when I found it?" he asked mockingly.
"I am Frodo Baggins of the Shire. The ring belongs to no one but I am in charge of it. It's dangerous. Return it to me," Frodo commanded. Draco smirked.
"No, I don't think I will. Finders keepers, losers weepers." He cuffed Frodo around the head. Frodo glared. "Awww, poor baby want his ring back?" Draco bent down level with Frodo's eyes. "I'm keeping it." He moved to put it on.
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Big mistake. When Sam saw Frodo burst out of the bushes, he sat still, stunned. He watched Frodo get grabbed and Draco swagger about in front of him; and the rage rose in Sam's honest, loyal heart. He saw Draco strike Frodo, and he couldn't hold himself in. Just as Draco bent forward eye to eye with Frodo, Sam jumped. Actually he ran forward and jumped, but he jumped nonetheless; and landed on the back of his master's tormentor. He latched on like a limpet, clinging to Draco's back with his legs and arms. He grabbed a handful of hair in each hand and held on with all his might. At the same time he yelled, " DON'T YOU TREAT MR. FRODO LIKE THAT!!!!!"
All of this happened in a second. To Draco, it felt like a sack of potatoes had descended on his back and grabbed him by the hair.
"What the-!!!!" he exclaimed. Sam started beating him about the head with his small fists, berating him all the time for abusing his master. Draco yelled like a wounded bull and started dashing about, trying to dislodge the small crusader. At first Sam continued to attack, but the he stopped and just clung on to Draco's back and hair for dear life. Crabbe and Goyle stared in shock, loosening their grip on Frodo. Frodo saw an opportunity and took it. Giving a great wrench, he pulled himself free and fell onto there grass. He scrambled forward but then realised that the two boys were rather stupid, and just stood there, staring at Sam and Draco. Frodo lay on the grass and blinked, then reached out and took back his ring, which, in the scuffle with Sam, Draco had dropped and forgotten.
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Aragorn looked up. The sounds of a scuffle could easily be heard through the stillness of the wood. Gimli looked up from sharpening his axe. Pippin pulled a face at Merry.
"What's that?" Gimli asked.
"I don't know," replied Aragorn.
"Maybe we'd better go and see." The four got up and moved closer to the shouting. When they got close enough to see, they stopped and stared. It was the strangest sight they'd ever seen! A human boy was running in circles, yelling in pain, while clinging to his back, yelling just as loudly, was-
Pippin almost died laughing. Merry elbowed him.
"Hey! Sam's in trouble! We've got to help him!"
"Right!" agreed Pippin. And before Aragorn or Gimli could say or do anything, they galloped into the fray with a triumphant yell of "CHAAAARGE!!!"
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Ginny and Hermione stared as the two hobbits charged in and barrelled right into Draco's legs, knocking him down. Sam was thrown off by the impact, and he rolled over on the grass to lie stunned next to Frodo. But Draco was no better off. Sam was immediately replaced by Merry and Pippin who sat on Draco, and proceeded to punch at him. Draco squawked, and yelled at Crabbe and Goyle.
"Help me you fools!" But before either boy could do anything, there was a bright flash, a loud bang, and a cloud of smoke puffed out of nowhere.
Then a loud voice cried, "NOBODY MOVE!" and two wizards stepped out of the smoke. Both were old and had long white hair and beards. One had half-moon spectacles and the other a tall pointy hat and bushy eyebrows that stuck out past the brim. Draco looked up from where Pippin was sitting on his shoulders, stunned.
"Professor Dumbledore!" cried Ginny and Hermione, jumping out of the bushes.
"Gandalf!" cried Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli, coming forward. Sam and Frodo sat silently, staring. Crabbe and Goyle gawked. Merry's and Draco's jaws dropped.
"Oh muffins," said Pippin.
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TO BE CONTINUED....
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A/N: Pip: Oooooh! That was fun to write! But Merri's gonna be typing the next chapter to tellyou all the answers to few questions anyone might have....
Why do Gandalf and Dumbledore know each other....
What will Ron and Harry do when they meet their attackers....
What will happen when two young hobbits and two young wizards with similar tastes meet....
All that, and more! Next time on-
-no - won't say it - oh - nooo - musn't -
DragonBall Z!
oh damn.
Merri: heh heh heh heh heh heh! Muffins, Pip, muffins!