Chapter Two
Draco, Harry, Hermione, and Ron where thrown to the floor the instant Draco said that last word. While on the ground they felt as if they were spiraling downward to some unknown place. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they landed with a THUD on a grassy hill.
"Oh Ronagorn, did you have to land on my leg?" Hermione groaned.
"Uh, I'm terribly sorry my dear Arwione, it's just hard to land gracefully after spinning through a swirling vortex of DOOM!"
"My gosh you two! SHUT UP!" Harry screamed at his friends just as Hermione opened her mouth to shoot a come-back at Ron.
"Wait a minute, where's Dracum?" asked Hermione, a bit alarmed.
Hermione, Ron and Harry looked around the hill and spotted Draco rocking back and forth cradling something in his arms. As the three approached him he seemed to be muttering to himself .... "My Precious, oh I'll never let go of you again, my preciousssss"
"Uh, Dracum, are you alright?" Harry asked Draco while poking him with his finger. Draco fell over on his side and kept mumbling to himself while stroking what appeared to be the unusual wand. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione with a puzzled look, and they replied with the same look of bewilderment.
"Perhaps Dracum is ill?" suggested Hermione.
"Well I would be too if everyone kept calling me Dracum." replied Harry.
Both Ron and Hermione looked at Harry as if he was crazy. "Well that is because that is his name, Frarry." Ron told Harry, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"WHAT?! My name isn't Frarry, it's H ... H .... Ha ..... Hay! Why can't I say my name?"
This time it was Hermione that replied, "Yes it is. Frarry are you okay?"
' Why can't I say my name? It's Harry! Harry! And that's Draco ..... not Dracum. Wait a minute, did that wand thing take us somewhere different, where our names have changed ' Harry thought to himself.
"Okay," Harry thought out loud, "if I'm Frarry, and he's Dracum, then who are you two?"
Hermione Giggled, "Why Frarry, I'm Arwione, the Elven Princess. Though, I'm not quite sure why I'm here anymore ...."
"Yeah, and I'm Ronagorn, I'm suppose to be King but ...... I'm not," replied Ron glancing at Hermione.
Harry looked at them like they where out of their minds. "Fine, You're a princess, and you're a king. What, then, am I, just Frarry?"
Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, then back at Harry. "All we know is you're a hobbit," responded Hermione.
"Yeah," giggled Ron, "you have hairy feet!"
Harry looked down at his feet as Ron bursts into fits of laughter, while Hermione just admired her nails. Ron was right, Harry not only had hairy feet (with no shoes on might I add) but he seemed to have shrunk a few feet. He found himself looking up at Hermione and Ron.
' Oh man, this is not a good hight for me. I'm staring directly at Ron's crotch. On the other hand, if I turned over facing Hermione I would be just the right size .... '
"Frarry!" Ron yelled at Harry interrupting his thoughts, "Dracum is taking off like there's some fire!"
Harry twirled around and caught sight of Draco running off towards a mountain. He had no time to think, he ran as fast as his hairy little feet could carry him, leaving Ronagornand Arwione behind.
Draco, Harry, Hermione, and Ron where thrown to the floor the instant Draco said that last word. While on the ground they felt as if they were spiraling downward to some unknown place. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they landed with a THUD on a grassy hill.
"Oh Ronagorn, did you have to land on my leg?" Hermione groaned.
"Uh, I'm terribly sorry my dear Arwione, it's just hard to land gracefully after spinning through a swirling vortex of DOOM!"
"My gosh you two! SHUT UP!" Harry screamed at his friends just as Hermione opened her mouth to shoot a come-back at Ron.
"Wait a minute, where's Dracum?" asked Hermione, a bit alarmed.
Hermione, Ron and Harry looked around the hill and spotted Draco rocking back and forth cradling something in his arms. As the three approached him he seemed to be muttering to himself .... "My Precious, oh I'll never let go of you again, my preciousssss"
"Uh, Dracum, are you alright?" Harry asked Draco while poking him with his finger. Draco fell over on his side and kept mumbling to himself while stroking what appeared to be the unusual wand. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione with a puzzled look, and they replied with the same look of bewilderment.
"Perhaps Dracum is ill?" suggested Hermione.
"Well I would be too if everyone kept calling me Dracum." replied Harry.
Both Ron and Hermione looked at Harry as if he was crazy. "Well that is because that is his name, Frarry." Ron told Harry, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"WHAT?! My name isn't Frarry, it's H ... H .... Ha ..... Hay! Why can't I say my name?"
This time it was Hermione that replied, "Yes it is. Frarry are you okay?"
' Why can't I say my name? It's Harry! Harry! And that's Draco ..... not Dracum. Wait a minute, did that wand thing take us somewhere different, where our names have changed ' Harry thought to himself.
"Okay," Harry thought out loud, "if I'm Frarry, and he's Dracum, then who are you two?"
Hermione Giggled, "Why Frarry, I'm Arwione, the Elven Princess. Though, I'm not quite sure why I'm here anymore ...."
"Yeah, and I'm Ronagorn, I'm suppose to be King but ...... I'm not," replied Ron glancing at Hermione.
Harry looked at them like they where out of their minds. "Fine, You're a princess, and you're a king. What, then, am I, just Frarry?"
Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, then back at Harry. "All we know is you're a hobbit," responded Hermione.
"Yeah," giggled Ron, "you have hairy feet!"
Harry looked down at his feet as Ron bursts into fits of laughter, while Hermione just admired her nails. Ron was right, Harry not only had hairy feet (with no shoes on might I add) but he seemed to have shrunk a few feet. He found himself looking up at Hermione and Ron.
' Oh man, this is not a good hight for me. I'm staring directly at Ron's crotch. On the other hand, if I turned over facing Hermione I would be just the right size .... '
"Frarry!" Ron yelled at Harry interrupting his thoughts, "Dracum is taking off like there's some fire!"
Harry twirled around and caught sight of Draco running off towards a mountain. He had no time to think, he ran as fast as his hairy little feet could carry him, leaving Ronagornand Arwione behind.