Really Evil Voldemort

Eventually everyone got settled down, and disguises were found. Merry and Pippin became first years who just didn't 'get' magic. Legolas became a house elf, who had been forced to wear not one, but three tea towels around his waist for it to fit. Legolas had taken to pestering Ron, Hermione and sometimes Harry alongside Dobby. Fortunately, work for the houselves were done at night, so Legolas didn't get caught by any teachers wondering what a giant house elf was doing in the Gryfindor Common Room.

Merry and Pippin set about filling the recently vacated places of prankster/nut/all-around-hooligan. Hermione tried to warn them not to try to attract attention, but since when have Merry and Pippin listened to anyone?

Harry had been quite irritable since their little meeting, whenever Ron or Hermione would attempt to comfort him, they would be met with a 'shut up and go away!' Ron and Hermione blushed every time they got near one another, and were a tad to polite.

"No, Ron, you go through the portrait hole first!"

"It's alright, Hermione, I would rather you go!"

"No, Ron, I'd be happier if you went first!" This would go on until the Fat Lady eventually told them to shut up and go through together.

Harry wasn't the only one who was irritable. Legolas liked being a house elf so much that he never missed an opportunity to tell Ron, Hermione or Harry that they were stupid idjets for making him one.

About a week after their encounter, the six were sitting by the Common Room fire when Professor McGonagal walked in.

"Legolas Greenleaf, come with me, Professor Dumbledor would like to see you."

Legolas looked stunned. Ron sat up, stopped staring at Hermione, and stared at Professor McGonagal.

"Yes, I do know who you are, impudent elf," Legolas stopped glaring at her, but only a little."

"And you, hobbits!" Merry dropped the doughnut he had been eating. Pippin snatched it up, eating ravenously and apparently oblivious to the entire situation.

Harry was the first to regain speech. "But, Professor, we didn't..."

"Just come with me, all of you," Professor McGonagal cut him off.

They followed her to the revolving staircase that led to Dumbledor's office. "Nifflers are quite useful creatures," Professor McGonagal said crisply, to the door, shooting an evil glare to several sniggering hobbits as the staircase began to move upwards .

"Nifflers, by the way, like stuff that shines." Legolas gulped as Professor McGonagal knocked on Dumbledor's door. A tall, hairy man answered.

"Gandalf!" Legolas, Pippin and Merry all shouted.

"The ring, Legolas," Dumbledor/Gandalf said, as a command, not a question.

"I didn't do it!" Legolas shouted, while telling the world that he really did.

"Gandalf?" Harry was confused. "Who's Gandalf?" Hermione and Ron GASPED

"You haven't read Lord of the Rings?" They asked incredulously. "We read it together." Hermione added.

"Oh, really," Harry said in a bored voice. "I wasn't expecting that."

"Yes, my young Leggy, there are many similarities between our worlds. I am Gandalf. Sauron has returned bearing the name....VOLDEMORT! "

(A/N)

Ok, I know this is a very short chapter, we will do better next time, I promise! Please, if you review, e-mail me too! (After all, I wrote half of it) at thelastsilmaril at yahoo.com (fanfiction doesn't like the 'at' signs)