A/N: Boo, this here is the last chapter of this tale. Er, fanfic, I dunno.
I'm kinda sad to see it go . . . But you know, all good things must come to
and end. So here's the end! Read and enjoy the last chapter, my friends!
Chapter 18: Epilogue
Harry, Ron and Hermione were following Dumbledore out of the forest, after saying good-bye to Frodo, Pippin, Merry, and Sam. They were sad, but they knew that the hobbits had to go back to their own time.
"You know, I'm quite disappointed that they had to leave," Hermione told them as they walked under the canopy of trees.
"Yeah, same here," Ron agreed. Harry nodded.
"It is for the best," Dumbledore stated up in front. "In fact, we would possibly not be here today if not for what those hobbits are about to do. Good things last for only moments, yet memories can last for a lifetime. I'm sure that your friendship will remain with them even though you are separated. Do not despair, for I think that even though you may not see each other again, you will at least remember the times you shared. Make them last," he said wisely. The three students nodded and fell silent.
Once out of the forest, they met up with Fred and George, along with some of the other Gryffindor students that had come to the rescue back in the forest with the centaurs.
"So, what were they again?" George asked the trio as they made their way up to the castle. "Hobbles, or something?"
"Hobbits," corrected Hermione. "A small being from the third age or earlier of-"
"Alright, Hermione!" hissed an aggravated Ron. "Enough with the explanations already!"
Fred and George just shrugged as they entered through the large front doors, going their separate way with their friend, Lee Jordan, possibly to scheme another prank or two, not showing any signs of their attack on the centaurs earlier.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked through the entrance hall, only to be greeted by a shorter girl with blonde hair and a look of permanent surprise on her face.
"Hello, Luna," said Harry warily. Luna, or Loony, Lovegood was known to be a very . . . interesting individual. You never knew what she was going to say next.
"I have heard that you made friends with hobbits?" she inquired, with a tone of dreaminess in her voice.
"Er, yeah, actually. Do you know about hobbits?" Harry asked her.
"Oh yes, I know about hobbits, but I am hardly one to believe that they exist."
Harry and the rest were taken by surprise at this statement. Usually Luna would believe just about anything; especially if there was no proof of something existing. So this struck the trio as odd . . . For Luna, that is.
"But- You don't- I thought-" Ron stammered.
"Luna, hobbits are real. They really exist! Go and ask someone, anyone! Dumbledore, even!" Hermione told her. Luna raised her eyebrows.
"Now really, do you expect ME to believe in something as ridiculous such as HOBBITS being REAL?" And with that, she turned on her heal and walked away, robes billowing behind her.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other before bursting out into laughter, making their way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
* * *
"OUCH!"
"Can't we ever land on our feet JUST ONCE?!"
"I don't think fate likes us too much . . ."
The four hobbits were in a tangled heap, just like on the night that Pippin, Merry and Sam had come through the portal trying to find Frodo. They were right next to the small clearing encircled with boulders and trees, and any sign of a portal was gone.
The hobbits detangled themselves from the jumble, and were brushing off the dirt on their old clothes. From the looks of it, it was now very early in the morning, the sky still a little dark from the passing night.
Frodo, remembering where the Fellowship had made camp, led the way. Soon they came across the grassy clearing, smoke still rising slightly from the now burnt out fire, the embers glowing red.
In the clearing, just how they had left it, they found Aragorn, Boromir, Gimli, and Legolas, who lying on a low branch in a nearby tree. They were all apparently sleeping.
The hobbits sat around the dying fire and talked softly of the exciting events over the past two weeks. It wasn't too long until Aragorn stirred from his sleep, and when he saw the hobbits he smiled and woke up the rest.
"I see that you did indeed find your Mr. Frodo, Master Samwise. I sense that it is likely to trust you hobbits just a little more along this journey," said Aragorn (with a look at Pippin and Merry) as they cleaned up their small camp.
The hobbits smiled despite themselves, recalling their adventure in the wizarding world.
"Well, if you are all ready, then we should be on our way," Aragorn informed them. "Lorien is not too far now, more or less a two day journey from here. Come, if we want to reach there quickly, then we must be off."
They all gathered their packs and followed Aragorn through the bushes and trees, creating a winding route from their campsite. After a time Frodo thought he caught a glimpse of the clearing where he had first laid eyes upon the portal, and smiled to himself.
They walked on as the sun reached upwards into the sky, casting a glowing look to the woods around them, and they were at peace with the world.
A/N: *sniff* So, there is the last chapter of my story. I really hope all of you who read it enjoyed it as much as I have had fun writing it! If you want, you can go and check out my other fanfics too. Currently I am writing another LotR (No HP this time) called 'A Soldier in Battle,' and two Pirates of the Caribbean ones: one with another author, whatica, called 'The Pirates of California,' and one that's a sequel to the movie called 'Pirates of the Caribbean: A Curse Renewed,' that one with only me. So if you wish, Review me and tell me if you liked the story, how you liked so and so, how you liked a particular part . . . You know what I mean. I always welcome criticism too, to know what I'm possibly doing wrong and how I can fix things in my writing.
So, to wrap this up, I will say that it has been a great experience for me. Thank you all so much: Namarie!
~LOTRwolf
Chapter 18: Epilogue
Harry, Ron and Hermione were following Dumbledore out of the forest, after saying good-bye to Frodo, Pippin, Merry, and Sam. They were sad, but they knew that the hobbits had to go back to their own time.
"You know, I'm quite disappointed that they had to leave," Hermione told them as they walked under the canopy of trees.
"Yeah, same here," Ron agreed. Harry nodded.
"It is for the best," Dumbledore stated up in front. "In fact, we would possibly not be here today if not for what those hobbits are about to do. Good things last for only moments, yet memories can last for a lifetime. I'm sure that your friendship will remain with them even though you are separated. Do not despair, for I think that even though you may not see each other again, you will at least remember the times you shared. Make them last," he said wisely. The three students nodded and fell silent.
Once out of the forest, they met up with Fred and George, along with some of the other Gryffindor students that had come to the rescue back in the forest with the centaurs.
"So, what were they again?" George asked the trio as they made their way up to the castle. "Hobbles, or something?"
"Hobbits," corrected Hermione. "A small being from the third age or earlier of-"
"Alright, Hermione!" hissed an aggravated Ron. "Enough with the explanations already!"
Fred and George just shrugged as they entered through the large front doors, going their separate way with their friend, Lee Jordan, possibly to scheme another prank or two, not showing any signs of their attack on the centaurs earlier.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked through the entrance hall, only to be greeted by a shorter girl with blonde hair and a look of permanent surprise on her face.
"Hello, Luna," said Harry warily. Luna, or Loony, Lovegood was known to be a very . . . interesting individual. You never knew what she was going to say next.
"I have heard that you made friends with hobbits?" she inquired, with a tone of dreaminess in her voice.
"Er, yeah, actually. Do you know about hobbits?" Harry asked her.
"Oh yes, I know about hobbits, but I am hardly one to believe that they exist."
Harry and the rest were taken by surprise at this statement. Usually Luna would believe just about anything; especially if there was no proof of something existing. So this struck the trio as odd . . . For Luna, that is.
"But- You don't- I thought-" Ron stammered.
"Luna, hobbits are real. They really exist! Go and ask someone, anyone! Dumbledore, even!" Hermione told her. Luna raised her eyebrows.
"Now really, do you expect ME to believe in something as ridiculous such as HOBBITS being REAL?" And with that, she turned on her heal and walked away, robes billowing behind her.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other before bursting out into laughter, making their way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
* * *
"OUCH!"
"Can't we ever land on our feet JUST ONCE?!"
"I don't think fate likes us too much . . ."
The four hobbits were in a tangled heap, just like on the night that Pippin, Merry and Sam had come through the portal trying to find Frodo. They were right next to the small clearing encircled with boulders and trees, and any sign of a portal was gone.
The hobbits detangled themselves from the jumble, and were brushing off the dirt on their old clothes. From the looks of it, it was now very early in the morning, the sky still a little dark from the passing night.
Frodo, remembering where the Fellowship had made camp, led the way. Soon they came across the grassy clearing, smoke still rising slightly from the now burnt out fire, the embers glowing red.
In the clearing, just how they had left it, they found Aragorn, Boromir, Gimli, and Legolas, who lying on a low branch in a nearby tree. They were all apparently sleeping.
The hobbits sat around the dying fire and talked softly of the exciting events over the past two weeks. It wasn't too long until Aragorn stirred from his sleep, and when he saw the hobbits he smiled and woke up the rest.
"I see that you did indeed find your Mr. Frodo, Master Samwise. I sense that it is likely to trust you hobbits just a little more along this journey," said Aragorn (with a look at Pippin and Merry) as they cleaned up their small camp.
The hobbits smiled despite themselves, recalling their adventure in the wizarding world.
"Well, if you are all ready, then we should be on our way," Aragorn informed them. "Lorien is not too far now, more or less a two day journey from here. Come, if we want to reach there quickly, then we must be off."
They all gathered their packs and followed Aragorn through the bushes and trees, creating a winding route from their campsite. After a time Frodo thought he caught a glimpse of the clearing where he had first laid eyes upon the portal, and smiled to himself.
They walked on as the sun reached upwards into the sky, casting a glowing look to the woods around them, and they were at peace with the world.
A/N: *sniff* So, there is the last chapter of my story. I really hope all of you who read it enjoyed it as much as I have had fun writing it! If you want, you can go and check out my other fanfics too. Currently I am writing another LotR (No HP this time) called 'A Soldier in Battle,' and two Pirates of the Caribbean ones: one with another author, whatica, called 'The Pirates of California,' and one that's a sequel to the movie called 'Pirates of the Caribbean: A Curse Renewed,' that one with only me. So if you wish, Review me and tell me if you liked the story, how you liked so and so, how you liked a particular part . . . You know what I mean. I always welcome criticism too, to know what I'm possibly doing wrong and how I can fix things in my writing.
So, to wrap this up, I will say that it has been a great experience for me. Thank you all so much: Namarie!
~LOTRwolf