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Chapter 6 -Sam, Frodo and the Ring
At lunch that day, Ron took great delight in telling Hermione about their Divination lesson.
'It was a golden moment, Hermione,' he said, 'helping himself to more sandwiches, 'her face was a picture!'
Hermione smiled, 'well, she does ask for it sometimes. All that rubbish about omens of death. I'm willing to bet that none of her "premonitions" has come true yet.'
Ron nodded, 'exactly. Harry's still alive, and the only prediction she makes is that he's gonna drop dead!'
Harry and Hermione both laughed, but suddenly, Hermione looked straight past Ron's shoulder over to the entrance to the Hall.
She jumped up from her seat and began waving. Harry and Ron both turned round to see what Hermione was so excited about. The two hobbits Sam and Frodo had walked into the Hall and were looking around for somewhere to sit. Harry saw Frodo look at the Slytherin table and recoil slightly, which didn't surprise Harry one bit.
'Frodo! Sam! You can come and sit here with us!' called Hermione.
Sam pointed over to them and whispered something to Frodo. They both made their way over to the Gryffindor table. Hermione rushed forward.
'Hi, how are you both? I'm Hermione Granger,' she gushed. Ron grinned at her. Hermione gestured towards Ron and Harry, 'these are my friends, Harry, and Ron.'
'It's nice to meet you all,' said Frodo in a clear voice.
'Hullo,' said Sam shyly.
'Hi,' said Harry, 'come and sit down if you want.'
The hobbits both climbed onto the benches, but being so small, they could only rest their chins on the table. Ron fought an urge to laugh.
'I'm sorry to trouble you, but are you the famous Harry Potter?' asked Sam, looking up at Harry eagerly.
'Sam!' laughed Frodo, 'you are too nosy for your own good sometimes!'
'Sorry,' said Sam, 'you can tell me if I'm being nosy like, but I just wondered.'
'Yes,' said Harry, 'I'm Harry Potter.'
'Thank you Mister Harry,' said Sam grinning, 'I always wanted to meet you since I heard your story about getting rid of that evil Dark Wizard, whatsisname?'
'Er, Voldemort?' said Harry. Ron grimaced.
'Yes, that one,' continued Sam, 'I thought that was wonderful what you did. And now it seems Mister. Frodo has to do the same.'
'Sam!' exclaimed Frodo.
Sam suddenly clapped a hand over his mouth as if he had just realised he had said too much.
'Don't worry,' said Harry, 'um...Dumbledore told me about the...'
'The Ring?' asked Frodo.
'Yes. He told me a little bit about it and...' Harry trailed off.
'Don't worry, Mister Frodo,' said Sam, 'if the Headmaster can trust them then they can't be all that bad like, can they?'
'I suppose not,' said Frodo, 'and after all, Mister Potter is considered a hero for defeating a Dark Lord. You must be trustworthy,' he said to Harry.
'Please, just call me Harry. Don't use the Mister,' said Harry embarrassed slightly.
'So, what about this Ring,' asked Ron eagerly, 'what's all this "Fellowship" stuff about?'
'Well,' said Frodo, 'the Ring, which you talk about belonged to my Uncle Bilbo, but he left it to me. Now I'm the Ring bearer. The Fellowship is all my friends whom you saw when we first arrived. We're travelling to Mount Doom. That is the only place the Ring can be destroyed. We probably shan't return home,' he added sadly.
'Oh, you poor things,' said Hermione, 'can we help?'
Frodo shook his head, 'I don't think there's anything anyone can do. It's up to me to destroy the Ring.'
'But Mister Frodo won't be alone,' added Sam, 'wherever he goes, I'll go with him.'
'Well, if you like, you can follow us all to Potions class this afternoon,' said Ron, 'Dumbledore said you could if you wanted.'
'Oh, can we?' said Sam, 'Potions sounds interesting.'
'Yeah, sure,' said Ron, 'watch out for our teacher, Snape though, he's like the Dark Lord of Hogwarts!'
A/N: Thanks to all the people who've reviewed my stories :)
Chapter 6 -Sam, Frodo and the Ring
At lunch that day, Ron took great delight in telling Hermione about their Divination lesson.
'It was a golden moment, Hermione,' he said, 'helping himself to more sandwiches, 'her face was a picture!'
Hermione smiled, 'well, she does ask for it sometimes. All that rubbish about omens of death. I'm willing to bet that none of her "premonitions" has come true yet.'
Ron nodded, 'exactly. Harry's still alive, and the only prediction she makes is that he's gonna drop dead!'
Harry and Hermione both laughed, but suddenly, Hermione looked straight past Ron's shoulder over to the entrance to the Hall.
She jumped up from her seat and began waving. Harry and Ron both turned round to see what Hermione was so excited about. The two hobbits Sam and Frodo had walked into the Hall and were looking around for somewhere to sit. Harry saw Frodo look at the Slytherin table and recoil slightly, which didn't surprise Harry one bit.
'Frodo! Sam! You can come and sit here with us!' called Hermione.
Sam pointed over to them and whispered something to Frodo. They both made their way over to the Gryffindor table. Hermione rushed forward.
'Hi, how are you both? I'm Hermione Granger,' she gushed. Ron grinned at her. Hermione gestured towards Ron and Harry, 'these are my friends, Harry, and Ron.'
'It's nice to meet you all,' said Frodo in a clear voice.
'Hullo,' said Sam shyly.
'Hi,' said Harry, 'come and sit down if you want.'
The hobbits both climbed onto the benches, but being so small, they could only rest their chins on the table. Ron fought an urge to laugh.
'I'm sorry to trouble you, but are you the famous Harry Potter?' asked Sam, looking up at Harry eagerly.
'Sam!' laughed Frodo, 'you are too nosy for your own good sometimes!'
'Sorry,' said Sam, 'you can tell me if I'm being nosy like, but I just wondered.'
'Yes,' said Harry, 'I'm Harry Potter.'
'Thank you Mister Harry,' said Sam grinning, 'I always wanted to meet you since I heard your story about getting rid of that evil Dark Wizard, whatsisname?'
'Er, Voldemort?' said Harry. Ron grimaced.
'Yes, that one,' continued Sam, 'I thought that was wonderful what you did. And now it seems Mister. Frodo has to do the same.'
'Sam!' exclaimed Frodo.
Sam suddenly clapped a hand over his mouth as if he had just realised he had said too much.
'Don't worry,' said Harry, 'um...Dumbledore told me about the...'
'The Ring?' asked Frodo.
'Yes. He told me a little bit about it and...' Harry trailed off.
'Don't worry, Mister Frodo,' said Sam, 'if the Headmaster can trust them then they can't be all that bad like, can they?'
'I suppose not,' said Frodo, 'and after all, Mister Potter is considered a hero for defeating a Dark Lord. You must be trustworthy,' he said to Harry.
'Please, just call me Harry. Don't use the Mister,' said Harry embarrassed slightly.
'So, what about this Ring,' asked Ron eagerly, 'what's all this "Fellowship" stuff about?'
'Well,' said Frodo, 'the Ring, which you talk about belonged to my Uncle Bilbo, but he left it to me. Now I'm the Ring bearer. The Fellowship is all my friends whom you saw when we first arrived. We're travelling to Mount Doom. That is the only place the Ring can be destroyed. We probably shan't return home,' he added sadly.
'Oh, you poor things,' said Hermione, 'can we help?'
Frodo shook his head, 'I don't think there's anything anyone can do. It's up to me to destroy the Ring.'
'But Mister Frodo won't be alone,' added Sam, 'wherever he goes, I'll go with him.'
'Well, if you like, you can follow us all to Potions class this afternoon,' said Ron, 'Dumbledore said you could if you wanted.'
'Oh, can we?' said Sam, 'Potions sounds interesting.'
'Yeah, sure,' said Ron, 'watch out for our teacher, Snape though, he's like the Dark Lord of Hogwarts!'
