Alrighty sorry for taking so long, I had a few computer problems and school and some general laziness. cough cough anyway.... Disclaimers and thank you's:

I do not own Tolkien or Rowling.... Wish I owned Tolkien but can't sooo..... anyway idea belongs to me but the characters don't..

I would like to thank a bunch of my friends cause they helped me think of this story.. These friends would be Evan, Sarah, Genevieve, and Mo... Anyway.....

ArwenUndomiel33: thank you I will try to be faster...

ALPHA WOLFE: sorry Evan.... I did give you credit here though... oh and see ya at school!

Witch of Darkness: oooh it will defiantly be spiffier Genevieve.. thanks for all the help

Alasse Tiwele: will do. Thanks Sarah for all the help.

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Destiny Waterborn: its alright Darth Bob The precious will live on in our minds... grin

Neville sighed, he was currently pouring over maps of Middle Earth. He was brought here after he had convinced Elrond that he was a wizard... That had taken quite a long time. First he told him he was then he had to demonstrate. He had preformed a simple charm. He had made his wand light up. And now, well he was stuck in the library studying old maps.

"Are you ready young master Neville?" asked a elf, Neville looked over at him and sighed, as ready as I'm ever going to be he thought,

"Yes. I think so." He replied, hoping his voice wasn't cracking.

"Follow me please," with that the other elf disappeared behind an archway forcing Neville to hurry up and follow.

Neville followed the elf to a small clearing in which the Fellowship was waiting. Lord Elrond nodded as Neville entered. Neville let out a small sigh or anxiety. He walked forward and shook Aragorn's hand. He looked at the faces of the Fellowship; the hobbits were looking at him with curiosity, while the dwarf was looking at him with a look Neville could not quite place. It looked suspicious, but curious at the same time. He looked to Boromir and saw only suspicion. Looking at Legolas he saw trust, and a little fear. He forced a smile to his lips, hoping the rest would take some hope in it. Looking to the last person there he was relieved that Gandalf was looking at him just as a father would to his son. Taking comfort in Gandalf he made a circle around the group. Taking a deep breath he spoke,

"Every one take someone's hand please," Neville grabbed the closest hand and looked to see its owner, it was Merry's. "Everyone has a hand?" he called out and was answered with all possible forms of yes. Ranging from a high pitched hobbit yes to a deep booming dwarven yes.

Closing his eyes he started his spell weaving it around all the others. Feeling his spell was in place he called them to their destination. Mount Doom.

Elrond watched the young boy take Merry's hand. The boy frowned and closed his eyes. Elrond could feel the power gathering around them like a blanket. Suddenly he felt the power release and saw a big cloud of purple smoke. The smoke smelled of burnt asparagus. When the smoke (but not the smell) had cleared not one person was left. Not a thing had been left behind. Smiling he left the clearing, praying to the Valar that they were at their destination and un-harmed.

Okay gonna leave you here. Review and more will come! Thanks for all the support and reviews... oh and a extra special thanks to those of you who have waited so patiently for me to write this... I know its short but the next chapter will be longer. I promise. Anyway hands out cookies to all who have reviewed all who review get cookies.