This story is based in the last Harry Potter book and the first of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. Enjoy!
Mishap at Mealtime.
Harry Potter sat among the faces on Gryffindor table. He couldn't tell you for the life of him how he felt or why. He had just finished two helping of food and still felt empty. Sirius his godfather was gone, it was the last week before he'd have to return to the Dursleys home and he felt just awfull, nothing nobody said made him feel better. He stared unhappily into his goblet - it was empty like him. Hermione Granger looked at him, quickly Harry covered his moment of deep thought with the pretence of filling his goblet with more pumpkin juice from the golden jug in front of him. Hermione cast him a smile as she reached for the newly appeared desserts, she'd choosed a nice looking chocolate donut. Harry smiled back hoping it made her think he was okay, he didn't want more pity. He couldn't bare it.
Harry stared aimlessly into his drink and saw sonething floating in it, in fact he was sure he had picked up another goblet, the liquid in this was not pumpkin juice but definately not anything Harry had seen. He looked to see if Professor Snape had left his seat. He was still there, seated at the High table talking to tiny little charms Professor Flitwick. Harry watched him suspiciously before dipping a finger into the glassy looking liquid.
" Ouch!" Harry hissed as his finger was tugged on and as Harry tugged madly back the strangest thing was happening. Harry felt as though he was travelling by Portkey again but this time no jerk at his naval, it was his finger. He looked around but saw nothing beside glowing lights shooting past him and a strange noise whistled in his ears...
" Harry?" Hermione yelled jumping back as the goblet hovered in midair and glowed a strange sickly green.
People all over the hall turned to see what was happening. But all they could see was a strange silvery glass window that stretched almost as tall as Hagrid and almost the enitre hall blocked the doors out as it formed. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm as he made to the goblet and Dumbledor rushed past them...
Harry could now hear a soft beautiful in his head. An feminine voice. He slammed into the ground and with a groan sat himself up....
" Ahhh, Harry, it's Harry!" Collin squealed.pointing at the screen. where Harry had appeared, moving.
" What do we do Albus?" Madam Pomfrey asked nervously.
" Could we break it and he'll reappeare?" Snape asked.
Dumbledor shook his head. " This is magic working in ways we don't understand, we are stuck in here whilst Harry is in there I suggest we make ourselves comfortable and let Harry return to us, He will. Magic like this cannot be broken nor reversed. I'll make things more comfy shall I?" Dumble took out his wand and wearily waved away the tables and waved in some comfy recliner chairs, one for every one. the food and drinks had moved to the teachers table. " Take a seat, this may be a long wait." Dumble went right up to the last row of recliners, raised a little to see properly and seated himself, calling a goblet of juice to him. the rest followed suit...
Harry pushed his glasses back on, coming face to face with a child - or so Harry thought. The boy was reading a book and looked at Harry in shock. Harry knew it must be strange for people to fall out of nowhere. The boy sprange to his feet - which Harry noticed where big and hairy - and spook.
" Hello, Did you just fall out of the tree?" He said curiously.
" Um,, yeah.. Hi." Harry said.
" What was you doing up there?" Laughed the little guy jovially.
" Never mind that - I don't mean to be rude or anything - but where am I?" Harry said taking in the lushious forest of trees surrounding him.
"You don't know?" Chuckling the boy said as though it was obvious. " Your in the lands of The Shire."
" Oh." Harry said. This was little help as Harry hadn't never heard of 'The Shire'. He then thought of his manners. " I'm Harry Potter by the way," He said holding out his hand.
"I'm Frodo Baggins." Replied the other shaking his hand. " At you service - well since your here, want to come to my Uncle's 111 birthday? Maybe with some food you'll feel better."
Harry grinned, the guy thought Harry was having trouble due to his fall. Harry thought a moment then nodded before asking. " How old are you? I'm fifteen." He said quickly as not to sound like he was prying.
They where walking now, Frodo smiled. " 23 years now, of age now, I thought you might have been a man child, no Hobbit boy is that big. Though your ears are slightly pointy - are you elvin then?" Frodo asked.
Harry gave him a confused looked. " What - elvin no" in his mind came a picture of Dobby. " What's a Hobbit?"
" Oh I forget sometime the big folk call us halflings, I'm a Hobbit." Frodo said happily as they came to a road - which they looked down upon as they where standing on a rise.
Harry didn't say anything for a moment, his head swimming and his heart hammering - Hobbits - he'd never read about Hobbits in any of his school books. Nor had Hermione, a walking replica of the libuary mentioned anything about them. A rattling sound entered his thoughts and he looked up, reaching into his pocket for his wand. A pony came into view, trotting living towards them. Frodo grinned and stood closer to the edge of the rise. The man driving the cart was bent low and didn't move but the cart came to a swift stop. " Your late." Frodo said imperiously to the cloaked figure.
" A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins." Came the reply just as imperiously.
Harry gripped his wand tighter but the voice was like Dumbledor, radiating power and - a certain gentleness.
" Nor is he early - He arrives exactly when he means to." The man raised his head and Harry saw a face old like Dumbledors, but a flatter nose and the beard though long like the hair was not silver but greyish white.
Frodo and the newcomer laughed at this and Frodo leapt - to Harry's surprise quiet nimbly to the man and hugged him. " Oh it so good to see you Gandalf."
" And you my boy."
" Come, Harry, meet Gandalf, he's a wizard." Frodo said, motioning madly for Harry to join them.
Harry leapt over to the cart. Gandalf smiled. " Harry did you say? Well Harry I'm Gandalf the Grey." said the wizard holding out a hand.
" I'm Harry Potter sir, Gandalf." Harry replied shaking the aged hand with relief. Another wizard is what he needed. " Sir, i need to get back to Hogwarts! I don't know how I got here! I'm a wizard too -"
Gandalf gave him a strange look. " A wizard you say?" He peered closely at Harry, " Yes I can see that - but where's your staff, and how come your so young?" He seemed to be talking to himself.
Frodo looked at Harry in surprise. " Your a Wizard?"
Gandalf laughed. " He can explain himself later - now lets get to your Uncle's place"
Harry settled himself to listen as Frodo asked Gandalf everything he could think to ask. As they round a corner, Harry felt his mouth drop, a small but spread out communtiy lay before. It was rather cosy looking and beautfiul to Harry. He heard Frodo telling Gandalf most Hobbits thought he was a bad influence as tiny children ran to the road calling out to Gandalf.
" All I did was give your uncle a nudge out the door." Gandalf said smiling as more little kids ran after the cart calling.
" Whatever you did, you have been labeeled a distruder of the peace." Frodo said a smile on his face.
" Oh really?" Gandalf said.
Harry turned to look as the little kids fell back they looked disheartened, then fire works the shape and size of ting sparkling gold birds exploded and the children cheered, chasing the glittering dancing bird. Gandalf laughed next to them. Harry took a deep breath.
" Who's your Uncle?" Harry asked Frodo.
" Bilbo Baggins." Frodo answered fondly and began to tell Harry all about his adventurous Uncle. As Harry noted the homes, which seemed to be holes. They came to a stop near the biggest of hiles. " Welcome to Bagend Harry, I'm glade your back Gandalf. excuse me but I have to finish helping with the decorations." He jumped off and waved before darting off.
" Some am I," Gandalf sighed. " So am I. Come Harry Potter, we'll get a tea and you can tell me how it is you came here." He said gesturing Harry down and steeping down after him. Gandalf was tall as Dumbledor Harry realised as he followed him to a beautifully doorway and watched with interest as Gandalf used his thick and extremely long walking stick to knock.
well thats the end of Chapter one. enjoy
Mishap at Mealtime.
Harry Potter sat among the faces on Gryffindor table. He couldn't tell you for the life of him how he felt or why. He had just finished two helping of food and still felt empty. Sirius his godfather was gone, it was the last week before he'd have to return to the Dursleys home and he felt just awfull, nothing nobody said made him feel better. He stared unhappily into his goblet - it was empty like him. Hermione Granger looked at him, quickly Harry covered his moment of deep thought with the pretence of filling his goblet with more pumpkin juice from the golden jug in front of him. Hermione cast him a smile as she reached for the newly appeared desserts, she'd choosed a nice looking chocolate donut. Harry smiled back hoping it made her think he was okay, he didn't want more pity. He couldn't bare it.
Harry stared aimlessly into his drink and saw sonething floating in it, in fact he was sure he had picked up another goblet, the liquid in this was not pumpkin juice but definately not anything Harry had seen. He looked to see if Professor Snape had left his seat. He was still there, seated at the High table talking to tiny little charms Professor Flitwick. Harry watched him suspiciously before dipping a finger into the glassy looking liquid.
" Ouch!" Harry hissed as his finger was tugged on and as Harry tugged madly back the strangest thing was happening. Harry felt as though he was travelling by Portkey again but this time no jerk at his naval, it was his finger. He looked around but saw nothing beside glowing lights shooting past him and a strange noise whistled in his ears...
" Harry?" Hermione yelled jumping back as the goblet hovered in midair and glowed a strange sickly green.
People all over the hall turned to see what was happening. But all they could see was a strange silvery glass window that stretched almost as tall as Hagrid and almost the enitre hall blocked the doors out as it formed. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm as he made to the goblet and Dumbledor rushed past them...
Harry could now hear a soft beautiful in his head. An feminine voice. He slammed into the ground and with a groan sat himself up....
" Ahhh, Harry, it's Harry!" Collin squealed.pointing at the screen. where Harry had appeared, moving.
" What do we do Albus?" Madam Pomfrey asked nervously.
" Could we break it and he'll reappeare?" Snape asked.
Dumbledor shook his head. " This is magic working in ways we don't understand, we are stuck in here whilst Harry is in there I suggest we make ourselves comfortable and let Harry return to us, He will. Magic like this cannot be broken nor reversed. I'll make things more comfy shall I?" Dumble took out his wand and wearily waved away the tables and waved in some comfy recliner chairs, one for every one. the food and drinks had moved to the teachers table. " Take a seat, this may be a long wait." Dumble went right up to the last row of recliners, raised a little to see properly and seated himself, calling a goblet of juice to him. the rest followed suit...
Harry pushed his glasses back on, coming face to face with a child - or so Harry thought. The boy was reading a book and looked at Harry in shock. Harry knew it must be strange for people to fall out of nowhere. The boy sprange to his feet - which Harry noticed where big and hairy - and spook.
" Hello, Did you just fall out of the tree?" He said curiously.
" Um,, yeah.. Hi." Harry said.
" What was you doing up there?" Laughed the little guy jovially.
" Never mind that - I don't mean to be rude or anything - but where am I?" Harry said taking in the lushious forest of trees surrounding him.
"You don't know?" Chuckling the boy said as though it was obvious. " Your in the lands of The Shire."
" Oh." Harry said. This was little help as Harry hadn't never heard of 'The Shire'. He then thought of his manners. " I'm Harry Potter by the way," He said holding out his hand.
"I'm Frodo Baggins." Replied the other shaking his hand. " At you service - well since your here, want to come to my Uncle's 111 birthday? Maybe with some food you'll feel better."
Harry grinned, the guy thought Harry was having trouble due to his fall. Harry thought a moment then nodded before asking. " How old are you? I'm fifteen." He said quickly as not to sound like he was prying.
They where walking now, Frodo smiled. " 23 years now, of age now, I thought you might have been a man child, no Hobbit boy is that big. Though your ears are slightly pointy - are you elvin then?" Frodo asked.
Harry gave him a confused looked. " What - elvin no" in his mind came a picture of Dobby. " What's a Hobbit?"
" Oh I forget sometime the big folk call us halflings, I'm a Hobbit." Frodo said happily as they came to a road - which they looked down upon as they where standing on a rise.
Harry didn't say anything for a moment, his head swimming and his heart hammering - Hobbits - he'd never read about Hobbits in any of his school books. Nor had Hermione, a walking replica of the libuary mentioned anything about them. A rattling sound entered his thoughts and he looked up, reaching into his pocket for his wand. A pony came into view, trotting living towards them. Frodo grinned and stood closer to the edge of the rise. The man driving the cart was bent low and didn't move but the cart came to a swift stop. " Your late." Frodo said imperiously to the cloaked figure.
" A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins." Came the reply just as imperiously.
Harry gripped his wand tighter but the voice was like Dumbledor, radiating power and - a certain gentleness.
" Nor is he early - He arrives exactly when he means to." The man raised his head and Harry saw a face old like Dumbledors, but a flatter nose and the beard though long like the hair was not silver but greyish white.
Frodo and the newcomer laughed at this and Frodo leapt - to Harry's surprise quiet nimbly to the man and hugged him. " Oh it so good to see you Gandalf."
" And you my boy."
" Come, Harry, meet Gandalf, he's a wizard." Frodo said, motioning madly for Harry to join them.
Harry leapt over to the cart. Gandalf smiled. " Harry did you say? Well Harry I'm Gandalf the Grey." said the wizard holding out a hand.
" I'm Harry Potter sir, Gandalf." Harry replied shaking the aged hand with relief. Another wizard is what he needed. " Sir, i need to get back to Hogwarts! I don't know how I got here! I'm a wizard too -"
Gandalf gave him a strange look. " A wizard you say?" He peered closely at Harry, " Yes I can see that - but where's your staff, and how come your so young?" He seemed to be talking to himself.
Frodo looked at Harry in surprise. " Your a Wizard?"
Gandalf laughed. " He can explain himself later - now lets get to your Uncle's place"
Harry settled himself to listen as Frodo asked Gandalf everything he could think to ask. As they round a corner, Harry felt his mouth drop, a small but spread out communtiy lay before. It was rather cosy looking and beautfiul to Harry. He heard Frodo telling Gandalf most Hobbits thought he was a bad influence as tiny children ran to the road calling out to Gandalf.
" All I did was give your uncle a nudge out the door." Gandalf said smiling as more little kids ran after the cart calling.
" Whatever you did, you have been labeeled a distruder of the peace." Frodo said a smile on his face.
" Oh really?" Gandalf said.
Harry turned to look as the little kids fell back they looked disheartened, then fire works the shape and size of ting sparkling gold birds exploded and the children cheered, chasing the glittering dancing bird. Gandalf laughed next to them. Harry took a deep breath.
" Who's your Uncle?" Harry asked Frodo.
" Bilbo Baggins." Frodo answered fondly and began to tell Harry all about his adventurous Uncle. As Harry noted the homes, which seemed to be holes. They came to a stop near the biggest of hiles. " Welcome to Bagend Harry, I'm glade your back Gandalf. excuse me but I have to finish helping with the decorations." He jumped off and waved before darting off.
" Some am I," Gandalf sighed. " So am I. Come Harry Potter, we'll get a tea and you can tell me how it is you came here." He said gesturing Harry down and steeping down after him. Gandalf was tall as Dumbledor Harry realised as he followed him to a beautifully doorway and watched with interest as Gandalf used his thick and extremely long walking stick to knock.
well thats the end of Chapter one. enjoy