A/N: Here's--------CHAPTER 7!!! Ok, yeah. So, do the four hobbits finally meet Harry and co.? Do they? DO THEY?!?! Yeah, I'm hyper. LIGHT HEADED! Ok, so--- Yes, they do! Whoohoo! Booya! Ok, so--- on with the show! Er, story! I think--- Oh, I do not, and never have, owned anything. I didn't. You can't blame me! I WAS FRAMED!!! *Ahem* Anyways, before we go to that little incident, let's continue, shall we?

Chapter 8

Frodo felt the first rays of sunlight on his face coming through the window of their new dormitory. Dumbledore, or actually, PROFESSOR Dumbledore, had taken them to Gryffindor Tower last night after a long discussion of Hogwarts, and after they had marveled at the Common Room, they had headed upstairs to find that he had magiced another dormitory for them beside one that had a 5 on the door. (A/N: Guess whose!) Today they would start classes.
Frodo yawned and jumped out of bed. Merry and Pippin were sleepily scratching their heads, and Sam was already up and dressed. They had been given new clothes: a Hogwarts uniform with black robes. After they had dressed, they all looked rather odd in their new outfits.
Professor Dumbledore had informed them last night that in the morning they proceed to the Entrance Hall in which they had seen last night, and to go into a dining area called the Great Hall. There they would be fed and introduced to the students of Hogwarts.
They opened the door to their dormitory and made their way to the Common Room. Thankfully, everyone was down at breakfast, so it was empty. They climbed out of the portrait hole (they had gotten quite a shock the previous night when the lady in the portrait asked them "password?") and walked down the stairs to the Entrance Hall.
Once there, they quite easily found where they were supposed to go. A large hall was filled with four long tables, the House tables Professor Dumbledore had told them, and at the head of the Great Hall was another long table facing the students, the staff table, and they spotted Dumbledore seated at the middle. All of the students were busy eating their breakfast, and didn't even notice the four hob- I mean, "new students," as they made their way to the Gryffindor House table. They sat down at the very end, next to some other students, one with messy black hair and glasses. When they sat down, he looked curiously at them. "Are you in Gryffindor?" he asked them. "Because I've never seen you before." Merry, Pippin, and Sam looked to Frodo for an answer. "Uh- Yeah, we're in Gryffindor. We're new. We're, ah, staying for a while at Hogwarts," Frodo replied to the raven-haired boy. "Oh, Ok! I was just curious, that's all. Hey, you're the four that Dumbledore talked about earlier, huh?" "What?" "Oh right, you weren't here. Dumbledore told the school at the beginning of breakfast that there was going to be four new students in the fifth year, but that you wouldn't be staying. So that's you, right?" "Uh, yes. My name's Frodo Baggins, and this is Merry, Pippin, and Sam." He pointed to each one of his companions as he spoke. "Nice to meet you. I'm Harry Potter," the boy said extending his hand for Frodo to shake. The boy named Harry Potter then pointed to two people sitting across from him. "That's Ron Weasley, and that's Hermione Granger, my best friends." "Oh stop it Harry, you're embarrassing us," teased the red-haired boy introduced as Ron. The girl, Hermione, however, said, "Welcome to Hogwarts. We're in our fifth year too. Are you staying for O.W.L.s at least before you go?" Frodo, still not knowing what the term "owls" meant, shook his head. "Oh, well that's too bad. Where did you go to school before?" "Hermione, stop asking them such boring questions!" "Well, RONALD, I was just trying to make conversation!" "Don't call me Ronald!" "RONALD, RONALD, RONALD-!" "ARGH! Would YOU like it if I called you Hermy?" "Don't call me that!" "Oh, ho! HERMY! HERMY! HERMY!" "RON!" "Don't mind them, they do this all the time," Harry reassured Frodo and his friends. "So, what do you have for your first class?" "Uh-" Frodo began as he fiddled in his new book-bag that he found in their dormitory that morning, and pulled out a schedule. Harry leaned over and looked at it. "Brilliant, you have the same schedule as us!" "Really?" Frodo asked in surprise. Wow, already they were making friends! It was sure easier to trust people in this world then back in Middle Earth.

"Hey, we should get to our first class. History of Magic- why should we even learn it? It's not important, anyways." Hermione broke off her squabble with Ron and looked at Harry like he was not right in the head. "Harry, how could you say that? History of Magic is a fascinating subject, and if you would only just LISTEN during one of the classes-" "Hermione, he has a point. I agree with you, mate," Ron said full heartedly to Harry. Hermione huffed and got up. "Honestly- Well? Are you coming or not? We're going to be late if we don't leave now." The six of them got up from the table and they all hurried out of the Great Hall. Frodo thought he was going to have more fun here then in Middle Earth stuck with a boring quest.

A/N: Hooray, hoorah, they meet the Dream Team. Alright, I won't call them that, cuz I don't like to refer to the three of them as that. Anyways, next chapter will be lessons! What fun! Please Review!