A/N: OK, this is such a lame chapter. I wrote this when I was having a writers block and I couldn't think of anything else to write and I was on a LotR high. Sorry if you have nightmares about this. The singing, that is.

Disclaimer: I cant believe I forgot this part on the first 10 chapters!!!! OK, ok maybe I wanted to forget, but anyway, here it is: Everything, sadly, belongs to JKR except (oh how I love that word) Courtney, Elisabeth, Cedric, Veronica, but not Emma. Emma belongs to my friend Emma. Isnt that convenient???

Chapter 11: Lord of the Rings in DADA

'I can't wait to get out of here,' Ron said excitedly as they sat down in DADA.

'Why?' Hermione said, shocked.

Ron looked at her, unable to believe what he was seeing. 'Hermione, today's Tuesday.'

'Yeah, so?'

'Courtney, Emma, someone explain to this-this bookworm what happens today,' Ron asked his friends and Hermione rolled her eyes.

'The Gryffindor Quidditch Team results are going to be posted today,' Emma whispered in Hermione's ear.

'Ohhhhhh, I see now!!!!'

'Took ya long enough!,' Ron said and everybody laughed. They shut up quickly when Professor Wood walked in from his office.

'Okay, people, get to your seats and we'll begin today's lesson,' Professor Wood shouted over all the noise. When it became quiet, he said, 'Actually, today's lesson is more like a history lesson than what I usually teach, but it's something that you need to know. Professor Binns won't teach it because he believe that it's "pure legend, no facts whatsoever to behold."' All the students groaned. 'But, I assure you that it is not boring in the least. Now, how many of have heard of King Arthur and the Round Table?'

Everybody's hand flew up instantly. 'Good, now who's heard of Morgan le Fay?' Some hands fell down, but Courtney's other hand went up.

'I know lots about her!' she proclaimed proudly with a big smile on her face.

'Why don't you tell us some then,' Wood suggested.

Courtney looked at Harry and they both grinned. 'I can do that! First of all, Morgan le Fay was a good witch, not a bad witch. She had very cool eyes; they were violet and emerald. And-'

'They were two different colors,' Malfoy interrupted and he chuckled. Courtney rolled her eyes at him and he stared at them.

'Yeah, they were two different colors, Malfoy. Can your tiny brain not process that?' Harry said quietly enough that only a few people could hear, and they laughed. Except for Malfoy.

'Continue, Courtney,' Professor Wood said.

'And she hated King Arthur, who was her half-brother. That's everything I know about her that's really important. Everything else is just little, boring stuff,' Courtney finished triumphantly.

'Great. Thank you, Courtney. Now, have any of you heard of Mordred?' The only people's hands up were Hermione's, Courtney's and, surprisingly, Malfoy's. 'I guess he's one of the less popular people from the Arthurian times. Mister Malfoy, what do you know about Mordred?'

Malfoy smirked. 'Mordred was King Arthur and his half-sister's son.'

'Duh,' Courtney interrupted, 'everybody knows that. At least, I hope they do. Because then it would be al little awkward to explain.'

'Shut up, Granger.' Courtney razberried him. Malfoy continued, ' Morgan le Fay tricked her sister and her half-brother to have an illegitimate child. Merlin prophesized the day Mordred was born that he would kill his father, King Arthur.'

'Go Merlin,' Courtney whispered into Harry's ear. 'Both Mordred and Arthur were assholes.' Harry laughed out loud, very loudly.

'Something funny, Potter?' Malfoy hissed.

'Yeah, your face, Malfoy,' Harry spat. The class 'ooh'-ed.

'This is a little bit off subject, but have any of you read the Lord of the Rings or seen the movie?' Professor Wood interrupted wisely. Hermione's hand shot up woth quite a few others.

'Hey,' said Dean, 'Weren't you Frodo?'

Professor Wood beamed. 'Yep!'

'You can't be serious?!' Neville exclaimed. 'I mean, Frodo has curly hair!'

'It's called make-up, Neville,' Emma informed Neville.

'Oh, yeah."

Professor Wood laughed. 'Does anybody have one of the books with them?' he asked. Courtney and Hermione raised their hands. 'Which book?'

'I'm just starting the Two Towers,' Courtney said sheepishly.

'Good job! It took a whole year for me just to finish the first one. Hermione, weren't you reading the first one on the train?'

'Yes, but now I'm halfway through the third!' Hermione said proudly.

'Whoa, Hermione,' Emma said. 'Are you sure you didn't skip anything?' Hermione looked offended.

'Have any of you seen the extended version of the Fellowship?' Professor Wood asked. Courtnay and Cedric rose their hands and grinned.

'Well, duh we've seen it! We saw it with you!' Cerdric laughed.

'Oh, yeah..! Do you remember Merry and Pippin's song?'

'Yep!' Courtney said excitedly. 'We sang it during the summer. I was Pippin, Cedric was Merry and you were Frodo.'

'Of course I was. Why don't you sing it for the class?' Professor Wood suggested slyly.

Courtney and Cedric grinned at each other. 'Only if you do, too!' they shouted together.

Harry stared at them. 'Courtney, you're crazy.'

'Thank you, Harry! What do you say, Frodo?'

'Oh, you convinced me, Pippin!' Wood laughed. 'On three. One, two, three!' They began singing. 'Hey, ho, to the bottle I go! To heal my heart and drown my woe! Rain may fall and wind may blow, But there still beeeeeee Many miles to go! Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain, And the stream that falls from hill to plain! Better than rain or rippling brook,'

Then just Courtney sang,

'Is a mug of beer inside this Took!'

Wood, Courtney and Cedric burst out laughing and everybody, even the Slytherins, laughed and applauded with them.

*~*~*

When they entered the common room, Emma, Courtney, Cedric, Ron and Harry all ran over to the bulletin board to see who had made the team. Harry read the list out loud: 'Keeper: Ron Weasley Seeker: Harry Potter Beater 1: Chelsea Felport Beater 2: Tamara Lian Chaser 1: Courtney Granger Chaser 2: Cedric Granger Chaser 3: Veronica Riddle.'

Emma stared at the list. 'Wait,' she breathed, 'How could Riddle make the team and not me.?'

'Um, how many goals did you score?' Courtney asked hesitantly.

'Nine.'

'Then Riddle must have gotten one more goal than you or McGonagall just totally spaced out when she wrote this list. Or maybe-' Courtney stopped talking when she saw Emma's face. Emma ran up to her dorm, crying.