(I hope you like my story so far! I know that Gandalf wasn't in Parth Galen in the book so let's just say that he met up with the fellowship on the Great River instead of Fangorn Forest. R. and R.)
Pippin pushed Merry off of him and looked around. He was surrounded by darkness. "Merry," he whispered. "Where are we?"
"I don't know." said Merry getting to his feet. "It reminds me of Moria. It's dark and stoney."
"Stoney?"
"Well, you know, the halls are stone."
"Why didn't you just say so then?"
"Never mind, let's just figure out how to get out of here." Merry pulled Pippin to his feet. "I told you not to go near those people, but oh no. You never listen to me, you had to touch that magic pipe and now look! We're lost."
"It's not my fault." Pippin said defensively. "I just wanted to smoke."
"You never listen! Remember last time? You threw a rock down a hole and next thing you know, we have a flaming monster chasing us as well as ten thousand orcs!"
"That was an accident. I didn't know they were ......... Merry....... do you hear something?"
"Sounds like footsteps." Merry said under his breath.
"What if it's orcs?"
"Shhhh! Draw your sword and stand against the wall. Maybe they won't see us."
Slowly the footsteps drew nearer. A light came behind a corner and two men approached. Merry and Pippin crept behind a pillar. Argus Filch and Severus Snape stopped only ten feet from where the hobbits were hiding."
"That is the ugliest man I've ever seen!" Pippin whispered.
"They're both ugly! Be quite or they'll hear you." Merry said softly.
"It was right here." Filch said. "I heard footsteps, whispers and then a flash of light. I believe it was a student sneaking around unseen. They probably cast the flash to temporarily blind me while they got away."
"Lumos." said Snape in his cold voice. A beam of light flowed from the tip of his wand and lit up the spot where Filch was pointing. It landed on a small pipe.
"My pipe!" Pippin whispered before Merry put his hand over his mouth.
"Perhaps this will indicate our perpetrator." Snape picked up the pipe and disappeared in a flash of light.
"Professor!" cried Filch. "I must alert the headmaster! Something is going on here!" Filch walked back into the dark.
"If we get that pipe, we should keep it and sell it." said Pippin. "A magic pipe is worth a lot of gold I'll bet."
"Didn't you hear what the ugly man said?" Merry cried. "He's gone to get the headmaster, the leader. We have to get out of here!"
"Where? We're lost! I'll bet that we're in the Misty Mountains and that those men are allies of the orcs." Pippin said.
"Then let's go before the head orc comes. This way!"
