Snape tried to open his eyes. Ow. Ow. OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!!!!!!!!! There.
Open. And look. I see a blur. Funny, it looks like a person. A familiar
person. In fact, it looks just like...
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Welcome to Miami! Come on, sit down. Not like you don't have the time." Sirius Black leaned back in his beach chair and sipped his drink. Snape stared opened mouthed. "How am I alive? Well, apparently it's not a good idea to throw a live person into the veil of death. How did we switch country, continent, and hemisphere? Well, I'm still working on that."
Snape continued staring. "But. but. it's impossible! I was hit with Avada Kedavra!"
Sirius' eyebrows rose. "Hmm. Interesting. Oh well. How's life?"
Snape shrugged. "Oh, you know. Alien's taking over the school, Dumbledore taken prisoner, regular life with The Dark Lord back." Then, memory hit him like a thousand pound weight. "Oh no! Holy crap! Holy s-"
"NOO!! No bad language! Think of the G rating!"
"-hoot! Potter! That idiot! He'll be killed!
Sirius stared at him. "Harry? Danger? AND YOU CARE? CRAP THIS MUST BE BAD!! What do we do?"
* * * * *
Voldemort stretched his fingers, struggling to reach. "Ha!" His fingers touched the red circle. "Take that, Malfoy!"
Lucius frowned. He reached, trying to touch the red with out losing his footing on green and blue, nor his other hand on yellow. But he did not have the long fingers as the Dark Lord did and so he toppled to the ground, dragging Manicar, Crabbe, Goyle, Bellatrix, and Pettigrew down with him. Voldemort sprang up. "Ha-ha! The Twister champion lives! Who's spinning this time?"
Narcissia sighed. Again, the meeting was at her house. After the tangoing was over, the official Death Eater Game "Twister" was brought out. Voldemort was undefeated, partially because he was good, and partially because everyone who had managed to beat him were dead or had forgotten that part of their lives. Only Death Eaters played with the Dark Lord so she, Herrmione, and both Dracos stood on the side. Ramanda had wanted to come but had already told Snake she would help him guard the prisoners today. Not that that was a difficult feat. They were tied to a char for crying out loud.
Which is when Dumblenor burst in yelling, "The prisoners have escaped!"
* * * * *
Harry flattened against the wall. Just his luck. Death Eaters were swarming the castle. Now it would be impossible to convince the others to leave him so he could go on his difficult journey and barley escape death. He turned to face the others. "Listen, I have an idea. Try to get all the DA members together. I'll go release Dumbledore and meet you back here."
Hermione frowned. "Maybe someone ought to go with you Harry. After all, there's Death Eaters all over the place and-"
"And you never know who will find you hiding and making plans to undo all the good we've done." Snake sneered at them, wand out stretched. "Thanks to your idiotic professor you escaped me last time but you won't be so lucky this time. Avada Kedra- AHHHHHHH!!!" Snake's eyes flew open and his body tensed. Slowly, he tipped forward and fell flat on his face. Harry's eyes were glued to the body and the arrow protruding from the back that he hardly noticed Hermione gasp.
* * * * *
"Oh my!!" Snake's fallen body had revealed the most amazing, the most, gorgeous, handsome, beautiful thing Hermione had ever see. The man moved quickly strode forward and, brushing back his long blonde hair, began checking for a pulse. "Nothing. A swift kill. That makes 41, Gimilie."
A short man with a long red beard stood next to him. "That doesn't count. He didn't know you were there." He turned around. "Aragorn, tell him it doesn't count."
A black headed man came forward, his eyes on the children. "Figure it out amongst yourself and do it later. Who are you four?"
Hermione tried to speak but the presence of the blond hottie prevented air from passing into her throat. Luckily, Ron was unaffected by the dead body and gorgeous man. "I'm Ron, and this is Wron, Harry, and Hermione. Who are you?"
"I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and this is Gimilie, son of Goyd, and Legolas of Rivendell. We are tracking an evil token, a ring, and have been through many lands. Have you seen it?"
"Whats it look like?" The mention of a ring quirked Harry's attention enough to tear his eyes away from the body. Earlier, he had found a ring in a place he was sure the he shouldn't have. It was buried deep in a closet he didn't even know existed, yet strangely he knew just where to look. It had been bothering him all day but hadn't said it because he knew Ron would immediately suggest it was yet another scheme of Voldemort's to kill Harry and Hermione would suggest giving it to Dumbledore and Harry felt a strange desire to keep it.
Aragorn's eyes turned on him and Harry felt the eyes bore through him, as if he could see and hear his every thought. "Golden, sometimes with a strange writing around it. It was on a chain, though I know not if the chain has survived. He who was carrying it originally was killed at the summit of Mount Doom by a creature named Gollum. However, when we found Gollum he had lost it to what he described as "that evil red eyed Voldemort"."
"Voldemort!" Harry blurted. "Why would he want a ring?"
Legolas took a step forward, causing Hermione to almost stop breathing. "The ring of power has the power to destroy or rule the world."
"Yep, sounds like You-Know-Who alright," Ron confirmed.
"We went to where we were told he could be found but all we found was a note telling someone named "Bella, dear" that he had come here to fix an escape problem." Aragorn's eyes turned on Harry again. "But for some reason I think he doesn't have it."
* * * * *
Amanda and Hagrid crept up the stairs. Dang alien metal, Amanda thought. So noisy. When they reached the top Dumbledore was tie to a chair, gazing off into space. When they stepped into the light, Dumbledore looked at them with a stony expression. "Yes?"
Amanda raced over and began untying him as Hagrid began hugging and blubbering. "Oh, professor, I thought you 'ere dead, and now your alright!"
Dumbledore smiled. "Ah, good, its not just more clone. Please hurry, Amanda, the ropes are rather uncomfortable."
* * * * *
How's that? Please R&R!! I need suggestions!!
Did yall like the lotr? I felt the need to add that little bit cuz I luv lotr sooooooooooooooooo mucho grande!!
The part about the Death Eaters playing twister is donated to Melon and Martino. Thanx yall!!
"Welcome to Miami! Come on, sit down. Not like you don't have the time." Sirius Black leaned back in his beach chair and sipped his drink. Snape stared opened mouthed. "How am I alive? Well, apparently it's not a good idea to throw a live person into the veil of death. How did we switch country, continent, and hemisphere? Well, I'm still working on that."
Snape continued staring. "But. but. it's impossible! I was hit with Avada Kedavra!"
Sirius' eyebrows rose. "Hmm. Interesting. Oh well. How's life?"
Snape shrugged. "Oh, you know. Alien's taking over the school, Dumbledore taken prisoner, regular life with The Dark Lord back." Then, memory hit him like a thousand pound weight. "Oh no! Holy crap! Holy s-"
"NOO!! No bad language! Think of the G rating!"
"-hoot! Potter! That idiot! He'll be killed!
Sirius stared at him. "Harry? Danger? AND YOU CARE? CRAP THIS MUST BE BAD!! What do we do?"
* * * * *
Voldemort stretched his fingers, struggling to reach. "Ha!" His fingers touched the red circle. "Take that, Malfoy!"
Lucius frowned. He reached, trying to touch the red with out losing his footing on green and blue, nor his other hand on yellow. But he did not have the long fingers as the Dark Lord did and so he toppled to the ground, dragging Manicar, Crabbe, Goyle, Bellatrix, and Pettigrew down with him. Voldemort sprang up. "Ha-ha! The Twister champion lives! Who's spinning this time?"
Narcissia sighed. Again, the meeting was at her house. After the tangoing was over, the official Death Eater Game "Twister" was brought out. Voldemort was undefeated, partially because he was good, and partially because everyone who had managed to beat him were dead or had forgotten that part of their lives. Only Death Eaters played with the Dark Lord so she, Herrmione, and both Dracos stood on the side. Ramanda had wanted to come but had already told Snake she would help him guard the prisoners today. Not that that was a difficult feat. They were tied to a char for crying out loud.
Which is when Dumblenor burst in yelling, "The prisoners have escaped!"
* * * * *
Harry flattened against the wall. Just his luck. Death Eaters were swarming the castle. Now it would be impossible to convince the others to leave him so he could go on his difficult journey and barley escape death. He turned to face the others. "Listen, I have an idea. Try to get all the DA members together. I'll go release Dumbledore and meet you back here."
Hermione frowned. "Maybe someone ought to go with you Harry. After all, there's Death Eaters all over the place and-"
"And you never know who will find you hiding and making plans to undo all the good we've done." Snake sneered at them, wand out stretched. "Thanks to your idiotic professor you escaped me last time but you won't be so lucky this time. Avada Kedra- AHHHHHHH!!!" Snake's eyes flew open and his body tensed. Slowly, he tipped forward and fell flat on his face. Harry's eyes were glued to the body and the arrow protruding from the back that he hardly noticed Hermione gasp.
* * * * *
"Oh my!!" Snake's fallen body had revealed the most amazing, the most, gorgeous, handsome, beautiful thing Hermione had ever see. The man moved quickly strode forward and, brushing back his long blonde hair, began checking for a pulse. "Nothing. A swift kill. That makes 41, Gimilie."
A short man with a long red beard stood next to him. "That doesn't count. He didn't know you were there." He turned around. "Aragorn, tell him it doesn't count."
A black headed man came forward, his eyes on the children. "Figure it out amongst yourself and do it later. Who are you four?"
Hermione tried to speak but the presence of the blond hottie prevented air from passing into her throat. Luckily, Ron was unaffected by the dead body and gorgeous man. "I'm Ron, and this is Wron, Harry, and Hermione. Who are you?"
"I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and this is Gimilie, son of Goyd, and Legolas of Rivendell. We are tracking an evil token, a ring, and have been through many lands. Have you seen it?"
"Whats it look like?" The mention of a ring quirked Harry's attention enough to tear his eyes away from the body. Earlier, he had found a ring in a place he was sure the he shouldn't have. It was buried deep in a closet he didn't even know existed, yet strangely he knew just where to look. It had been bothering him all day but hadn't said it because he knew Ron would immediately suggest it was yet another scheme of Voldemort's to kill Harry and Hermione would suggest giving it to Dumbledore and Harry felt a strange desire to keep it.
Aragorn's eyes turned on him and Harry felt the eyes bore through him, as if he could see and hear his every thought. "Golden, sometimes with a strange writing around it. It was on a chain, though I know not if the chain has survived. He who was carrying it originally was killed at the summit of Mount Doom by a creature named Gollum. However, when we found Gollum he had lost it to what he described as "that evil red eyed Voldemort"."
"Voldemort!" Harry blurted. "Why would he want a ring?"
Legolas took a step forward, causing Hermione to almost stop breathing. "The ring of power has the power to destroy or rule the world."
"Yep, sounds like You-Know-Who alright," Ron confirmed.
"We went to where we were told he could be found but all we found was a note telling someone named "Bella, dear" that he had come here to fix an escape problem." Aragorn's eyes turned on Harry again. "But for some reason I think he doesn't have it."
* * * * *
Amanda and Hagrid crept up the stairs. Dang alien metal, Amanda thought. So noisy. When they reached the top Dumbledore was tie to a chair, gazing off into space. When they stepped into the light, Dumbledore looked at them with a stony expression. "Yes?"
Amanda raced over and began untying him as Hagrid began hugging and blubbering. "Oh, professor, I thought you 'ere dead, and now your alright!"
Dumbledore smiled. "Ah, good, its not just more clone. Please hurry, Amanda, the ropes are rather uncomfortable."
* * * * *
How's that? Please R&R!! I need suggestions!!
Did yall like the lotr? I felt the need to add that little bit cuz I luv lotr sooooooooooooooooo mucho grande!!
The part about the Death Eaters playing twister is donated to Melon and Martino. Thanx yall!!