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Chapter 11
Merry slowly inched forward along the corridor, turning his head both ways to make sure no one was coming. He looked behind them and saw that Pippin was staring at a picture. Merry sighed exasperatedly and walked back to retrieve his friend.
"Come on, we're almost there," he said to him, as he tugged hard on his arm. Pippin tore his gaze away from the picture and walked once again by Merry's side.
It was late on Sunday afternoon, and the two hobbits were now walking along a corridor, the walls lined with portraits of food. They wondered whether Fred and George were right about the kitchens-
Pippin sighed. Merry shook his head.
"Just a little while longer! I'm sure it's there!" Merry reassured him. Just then, he ran into a wall at the end of the corridor. He stumbled backwards and looked at the wall, rubbing his head as he did.
On the wall was a portrait of a bowl of fruit.
"This is it, Pippin! Fred and George weren't lying."
"Let's see if we can get in," suggested Pippin excitedly.
Merry extended his hand to the green pear to side of the bowl. He exchanged a look with Pippin before he tickled the pear with one finger. For a moment nothing happened. Pippin opened his mouth to say something, but he yelped and stepped back as the portrait opened to reveal an opening in the wall. Merry smiled defiantly at Pippin and walked through the opening, Pippin at his heals.
They entered the room beyond the entrance and gaped. Were these ELVES?! How could these be elves!? They were short little things, and had large, bat-like ears and bulging eyes the sizes of tennis balls.
They were walking around, carrying pots, pans, and- FOOD! Merry and Pippin, though, had no idea what to do, but at that moment a house elf walked up to them and gave them a toothy smile.
"Hello sirs," he said to them. "How may we be helping you?"
Pippin glanced at Merry and said in reply, "Ah, you don't have any food to spare, do you?"
The house elf looked up at him with huge green eyes above his long, thin nose. He then nodded, causing his ears to flap.
"Yes we does sirs, if you will please follow Dobby?"
"Dobby? Is that your name?" Merry asked him.
"It is sirs, and you are friends of Harry Potter, are you not?"
Merry and Pippin nodded. The house elf beamed at them.
"Then any friend of Harry Potter is a friend to Dobby. Come in, sirs."
Merry and Pippin looked at each other in an excited way and followed Dobby into the kitchen.
Frodo and Sam were strolling leisurely down the corridors. Harry, Hermione, and Ron had to be somewhere else, but they said they'd be in the Common Room around five, so the hobbits had decided to take a good look around Hogwarts.
They were going down a flight of stairs when Sam, who was ahead of Frodo, sunk down into the trick step that the students avoided. His leg sunk into it, and he yelped for Frodo to get him out.
"Hold on, Sam," Frodo reassured his companion. Frodo tugged and heaved and pulled, but tried as he might, he couldn't get Sam unstuck. "Sam, you haven't been eating too much of the Hogwarts food, have you?" Frodo asked him miserably. But just then, a boy with dark hair and a round face appeared from around the corner at the bottom of the staircase. They had seen that boy before; he was a Gryffindor as well. What was his name- Neville?
"Hey, uh, Neville?" Frodo called out. The boy looked up at him, and then switched his gaze to Sam, who was still sinking even further into the step. Neville's eyes widened as he raced up the stair, and began to help Frodo pull out Sam. With his help, they both dragged Sam away from the step.
"Thanks," said Frodo.
"No problem, I do that all the time. Get stuck, I mean," replied a slightly out-of-breath Neville.
"We haven't really been introduced properly, have we?" asked Frodo.
"No, I guess not."
"Well, I'm Frodo Baggins, and here is Sam Gamgee." Sam waved his hand.
"I'm Neville Longbottom," said Neville as they shook hands. "Well, I'm going to the Common Room, so I guess I'll see u later."
"Hey, what time is it?" asked Frodo as Neville started to walk away. He looked down at his watch.
"Uh, around 5:00."
"Oh great, the others should be back by now. Let's go, Sam."
And so all three of them walked towards Gryffindor Tower, talking along the way.
"Yeah, I've never really been good at anything, except for Herbology," Neville told them.
"You like that class too?" Sam asked him. Neville nodded.
"It's the only class I'm good at."
Sam and Neville talked about the different plants in Herbology, and soon they came upon the portrait of the fat lady. They said the password and climbed into the Common Room.
Merry and Pippin were already there, clutching their stomachs and groaning. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting next to them, and looked up when Frodo and Sam came to join them after saying goodbye to Neville.
"So, what did you do while we were gone?" Hermione asked them. Merry and Pippin didn't answer, but Frodo told them about Sam getting caught in the trick step and having Neville rescue him. They laughed at this, and Sam blushed slightly.
"So what about you two?" Ron asked Merry and Pippin. "Where'd you go?"
"Uh- places," Pippin responded, looking up at the ceiling. "That- had lots of food."
"You didn't go into the kitchens, did you?" Hermione asked them sternly. They gulped.
"Uh- yes?"
Hermione sighed. "Honestly, Fred and George have had too big an influence on you two."
"No," replied Frodo, "they were like that to begin with."
At this Ron and Harry snorted, but Hermione shook her head and went back to the book she was reading.
"So, how did you and Neville get along?" Harry asked Frodo.
"He was nice. A bit clumsy, though, as he tripped a lot and landed on a suit of amour. He and Sam have something in common, though."
"Oh? And what's that?" Hermione asked from behind her book.
"They both like plants. Er- Herbology."
"Poor Neville," Ron said sadly. "That's the only class he's good at."
Harry cleared his throat. "Well, I say we should go down to dinner, because I'm starving," he stated, changing the subject.
Merry and Pippin groaned.
A/N: Hehe! New friends, new friends. Yes, this is like the previous chapter, I know, but I really wanted Merry and Pippin to go to the kitchens and meet Dobby, and then I also wanted Sam to meet Neville. They have something in common- that's funny! Anyways, the next chapter will be more interesting than this one, so stay tuned! Also, please Review, and then I'll post up the next chapter VERY soon if you send lots! Thanks!
Chapter 11
Merry slowly inched forward along the corridor, turning his head both ways to make sure no one was coming. He looked behind them and saw that Pippin was staring at a picture. Merry sighed exasperatedly and walked back to retrieve his friend.
"Come on, we're almost there," he said to him, as he tugged hard on his arm. Pippin tore his gaze away from the picture and walked once again by Merry's side.
It was late on Sunday afternoon, and the two hobbits were now walking along a corridor, the walls lined with portraits of food. They wondered whether Fred and George were right about the kitchens-
Pippin sighed. Merry shook his head.
"Just a little while longer! I'm sure it's there!" Merry reassured him. Just then, he ran into a wall at the end of the corridor. He stumbled backwards and looked at the wall, rubbing his head as he did.
On the wall was a portrait of a bowl of fruit.
"This is it, Pippin! Fred and George weren't lying."
"Let's see if we can get in," suggested Pippin excitedly.
Merry extended his hand to the green pear to side of the bowl. He exchanged a look with Pippin before he tickled the pear with one finger. For a moment nothing happened. Pippin opened his mouth to say something, but he yelped and stepped back as the portrait opened to reveal an opening in the wall. Merry smiled defiantly at Pippin and walked through the opening, Pippin at his heals.
They entered the room beyond the entrance and gaped. Were these ELVES?! How could these be elves!? They were short little things, and had large, bat-like ears and bulging eyes the sizes of tennis balls.
They were walking around, carrying pots, pans, and- FOOD! Merry and Pippin, though, had no idea what to do, but at that moment a house elf walked up to them and gave them a toothy smile.
"Hello sirs," he said to them. "How may we be helping you?"
Pippin glanced at Merry and said in reply, "Ah, you don't have any food to spare, do you?"
The house elf looked up at him with huge green eyes above his long, thin nose. He then nodded, causing his ears to flap.
"Yes we does sirs, if you will please follow Dobby?"
"Dobby? Is that your name?" Merry asked him.
"It is sirs, and you are friends of Harry Potter, are you not?"
Merry and Pippin nodded. The house elf beamed at them.
"Then any friend of Harry Potter is a friend to Dobby. Come in, sirs."
Merry and Pippin looked at each other in an excited way and followed Dobby into the kitchen.
Frodo and Sam were strolling leisurely down the corridors. Harry, Hermione, and Ron had to be somewhere else, but they said they'd be in the Common Room around five, so the hobbits had decided to take a good look around Hogwarts.
They were going down a flight of stairs when Sam, who was ahead of Frodo, sunk down into the trick step that the students avoided. His leg sunk into it, and he yelped for Frodo to get him out.
"Hold on, Sam," Frodo reassured his companion. Frodo tugged and heaved and pulled, but tried as he might, he couldn't get Sam unstuck. "Sam, you haven't been eating too much of the Hogwarts food, have you?" Frodo asked him miserably. But just then, a boy with dark hair and a round face appeared from around the corner at the bottom of the staircase. They had seen that boy before; he was a Gryffindor as well. What was his name- Neville?
"Hey, uh, Neville?" Frodo called out. The boy looked up at him, and then switched his gaze to Sam, who was still sinking even further into the step. Neville's eyes widened as he raced up the stair, and began to help Frodo pull out Sam. With his help, they both dragged Sam away from the step.
"Thanks," said Frodo.
"No problem, I do that all the time. Get stuck, I mean," replied a slightly out-of-breath Neville.
"We haven't really been introduced properly, have we?" asked Frodo.
"No, I guess not."
"Well, I'm Frodo Baggins, and here is Sam Gamgee." Sam waved his hand.
"I'm Neville Longbottom," said Neville as they shook hands. "Well, I'm going to the Common Room, so I guess I'll see u later."
"Hey, what time is it?" asked Frodo as Neville started to walk away. He looked down at his watch.
"Uh, around 5:00."
"Oh great, the others should be back by now. Let's go, Sam."
And so all three of them walked towards Gryffindor Tower, talking along the way.
"Yeah, I've never really been good at anything, except for Herbology," Neville told them.
"You like that class too?" Sam asked him. Neville nodded.
"It's the only class I'm good at."
Sam and Neville talked about the different plants in Herbology, and soon they came upon the portrait of the fat lady. They said the password and climbed into the Common Room.
Merry and Pippin were already there, clutching their stomachs and groaning. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting next to them, and looked up when Frodo and Sam came to join them after saying goodbye to Neville.
"So, what did you do while we were gone?" Hermione asked them. Merry and Pippin didn't answer, but Frodo told them about Sam getting caught in the trick step and having Neville rescue him. They laughed at this, and Sam blushed slightly.
"So what about you two?" Ron asked Merry and Pippin. "Where'd you go?"
"Uh- places," Pippin responded, looking up at the ceiling. "That- had lots of food."
"You didn't go into the kitchens, did you?" Hermione asked them sternly. They gulped.
"Uh- yes?"
Hermione sighed. "Honestly, Fred and George have had too big an influence on you two."
"No," replied Frodo, "they were like that to begin with."
At this Ron and Harry snorted, but Hermione shook her head and went back to the book she was reading.
"So, how did you and Neville get along?" Harry asked Frodo.
"He was nice. A bit clumsy, though, as he tripped a lot and landed on a suit of amour. He and Sam have something in common, though."
"Oh? And what's that?" Hermione asked from behind her book.
"They both like plants. Er- Herbology."
"Poor Neville," Ron said sadly. "That's the only class he's good at."
Harry cleared his throat. "Well, I say we should go down to dinner, because I'm starving," he stated, changing the subject.
Merry and Pippin groaned.
A/N: Hehe! New friends, new friends. Yes, this is like the previous chapter, I know, but I really wanted Merry and Pippin to go to the kitchens and meet Dobby, and then I also wanted Sam to meet Neville. They have something in common- that's funny! Anyways, the next chapter will be more interesting than this one, so stay tuned! Also, please Review, and then I'll post up the next chapter VERY soon if you send lots! Thanks!