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Summary: Harry Hermione and Ron are sent back in time to Middle Earth. They learn long forgotten magic that will help them in their fight against Voldemort. Contradicts a lot of stuff from the LOTR.
Pairings: HHr, Ron and maybe some LOTR character
"Harry you shouldn't be reading that." said a bushy haired girl.
"And why not." retorted Harry in a very challenging way.
"It is filled with illegal material," exclaimed Hermione.
"I guess your right," said Harry knowing he was not going to win. "You're just too smart for your own good."
"You forgot something else about me."
"And what would that be," challenged Harry even though he knew what she wanted to hear.
"Maybe I can refresh your memory." She lightly brushed her lips against his. Harry just stayed there calm and cool.
"Nope, maybe another would help stir some memories."
This time he took the initiative and planted a very passionate kiss on her lips. His tongue begged for entry but she wouldn't open her mouth. Harry broke the kiss with a stunned look on his face. They had done it before but why she wouldn't now.
"What was that for?" asked Harry.
"I think I stirred up enough memories. And of course I always have to leave you begging for more" replied Hermione with a mischievous grin on her face.
That being said she strode off out the library. Harry put down his copy of How to Make a Portkey and jogged to catch up with her. He found her in the Great Hall chatting with Parvati Patil. A little further down Ron was talking with Neville Longbottom about Quidditch and Gryffindor's chances this year. Little did they know that Gryffindor would be missing two of their most important players.
Harry sat down next to Hermione interrupting her conversation with Parvati.
"What took you so long?" asked Hermione.
"I stopped in the corridor to have a good long snogging session with Cho Chang" replied Harry in the most serious tone he could muster. Cho Chang had been his crush since third year but those feeling were gone now.
"I wouldn't believe that if I saw it. You're not hot enough to kiss her."
"Hypocrite" said Harry turning to his plate and filling it with chicken and gravy.
Harry had spent two weeks in his sixth year at Hogwarts and was enjoying every moment of it. He no longer dreaded potions as Professor Snape was on a very important for the Order of the Phoenix, the organization that fought against the Dark Lord Voldemort who had been reborn two years ago. (A/N I'm not gonna explain most of the stuff in earlier books, you already know what happened). Harry had also gained an enormous inheritance from his late god-father Sirius Black. He was now going out with Hermione Granger.
Over the summer Hermione had grown into her womanly form. She was no longer the know-it-all little girl. She was now the hottest girl in the school. The boys of the school idolized her trying to get a picture whenever they could while most of the girls despised her. The girls despised her for two reasons, all the guys liked her and she also had Harry Potter, who many girls were after.
That night Harry was reading a novel he borrowed from Hermione. The hardback was called the Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers. He had already read The Fellowship of the Ring and was trying to catch up on the most recent adventure. Hermione and Ron were also in the common room. Ron was finishing up his Herbology essay and Hermione was reading The Return of The King. Harry had just begun the chapter entitled; The Battle of Helm's Deep when three words suddenly appeared at the bottom of the page. Harry read them aloud.
"Ruiflis fluode tynisey"
Just then a strong wind picked up in the common room sweeping the trio off their feet. A whirlwind formed in the middle of the room putting out the fire and throwing desks and chairs around as if they were nothing. Hermione's screams were drowned out by the high speed winds zooming around the room. Thirty seconds later the whirlwind was gone, the room was left empty, as if nothing was ever in it. The walls were stripped of all coloring and all that was left was Hermione's copies of The Lord of the Rings. The three children were no longer there.
The trio landed on a long stair case that went ever up. The walls were made of stone and were cold to the touch. The smell if fire and smoke burned in the distance.
"Harry where are we?" asked Hermione sounding very scared.
"I have no clue. All I did was read three words and that whirlwind appeared." Harry said. He explained everything that he did when something clicked in his brain.
"I have a feeling that I've been here before" said Harry.
"Me too" said Hermione. "You don't think."
"What?" asked Ron
"I have a feeling that when Harry said those words he mistakenly transported us to middle earth" said Hermione not sounding to happy about it.
"Hermione when you say middle earth, are you talking about like The Lord of the Rings?" asked Ron.
"Yes, that is exactly what I am saying" said Hermione. "Wait a second, Ron how do you know about middle earth? You don't read."
"Over the summer Dad encouraged the family to get out and do some muggle things. I heard about this movie that sounded good so I went to the village to see it. It was sold out so I saw The Lord of The Rings."
"Which one?" asked Harry. "There are three Ron."
"Oh, I guess it must have been the first one."
"I've figured it out" squealed Hermione. "We're in Moria climbing the stairs that Gandalf climbed to the top of the mountain while fighting the Balroc."
"How can that be, Gandalf's dead" challenged Ron.
"No he's not Ron, your not gonna understand much so just forget everything you know about LOTR and let things flow" said Hermione.
"That shouldn't be that hard" Ron replied.
"Yeah, especially for you" Harry joked, receiving a slap in the back of the head from Ron.
"Harry I think I remember somewhere that the stairs were destroyed after the battle" said Hermione.
"Well I guess the only way is up" Harry stated pointing up the ever winding staircase that lead into complete darkness.
Harry, Hermione and Ron started there way up the staircase. The foul stench of burnt rock and smoke filled the air. The trio kept going until the felt tremendous heat filling up their body. They could no longer proceed because of the heat when the boys heard Hermione snicker.
"Honestly you call yourself wizards. 'Glacius Minimus'" Hermione casted the spell and the three suddenly felt like a cool liquid flowing down their bodies. Harry compared this feeling to the Disillusionment Charm used on him at Number Four Privet Drive.
"We have to keep moving. Gandalf is going to need help!" Harry said, climbing with a newfound vigor.
"Harry, wait you can't just go changing the past. The slightest difference you make here could make the biggest difference back home." Hermione warned while trying to catch up with Harry.
"Hermione you remember that book you gave me for my birthday?"
"Yeah, The Importance of Anagrams. I got it for you because after your second year I thought you could se some help figuring out if there were more anagrams out there in the world. But I don't see what that has to do with anything." Hermione responded.
"The words at the bottom of the page that I said that brought us here is a perfect anagram of Fulfill Your Destinies. Now tell me Hermione, do you think we should interfere now?"
Hermione just stood there speechless. Those three words contradicted everything she had ever learned about time travel and meddling in the past. Harry just kept climbing upward until he saw a great red light growing at the end of the tunnel. Harry waited for Ron to catch up then for Hermione who was not too far behind. They stepped through the doorway together unaware of what was going to happen next.