Summary: HP/LOTR Crossover. After a 'most excellent' adventure to Rivendell, Fred and George find themselves back at Hogwarts—with one small problem. Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas are with them. Now they must find a way to send them back without losing their reputation at Hogwarts in the process.
Disclaimer: Everything mentioned that is not mine is not mine. (Duh)
Inspirational Music for Chapter: My Bloody Valentine by Good Charlotte…
Chapter Dedication: Ummm…CHRISTINA! Love you, girl!
Author's Note: Invader Zim lovers…check out my lovely story, Betrayal! Yes…I lied. I couldn't help it! I've been working on the story for a while now and I just HAD to post it.

"So what is this place, exactly?" Elladan questioned curiously as he looked towards Legolas while Elrohir continued to pop Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans into his mouth. Occasionally his mouth would contort into a look of uttermost disgust by a disgusting flavor.

"Hogsmeade. According to Ron, it's one of the only salvations from the castle at some points," the blonde Mirkwood prince commented with a shrug, looking around. "You know, I could be back there playing wizard's chess. But nooo--"

"Legolas, please. Just come along with us. Remember what Fred and George did with the girls?" Elrohir questioned, tossing the empty box aside. Noting by Legolas' flash in his eyes, they assumed that he did. "Listen, we're just going to get them back, and we'll go straight back. And I promise you, you can play hours on end of—er—chess, if you just let us do this. Alright?"

Legolas sent a skeptical look towards Elrohir, as if refusing to believe him. After all, the twins weren't content with anything until it went their way. Good chance was they wouldn't get what they wanted for a while.

"What are we even doing here?" he asked, frowning towards the young lords. "I mean, what is there for us here?"

"We've already told you," Elladan sighed in exasperation while Elrohir slapped his palm to his forehead.

Legolas frowned, shaking his head. "I don't mean that. I know who we're looking for, but what are we going to do once we find them?"

The two twins exchanged looks once more, this time blinking lightly. Truthfully, they hadn't thought of anything.

"We'll find out when we get to them," Elrohir shrugged before clearing his throat. This could get interesting.

Looking around, he felt his eyes widen when he caught site of a mass of red hair. Grinning, he looked towards Elladan with a raised eyebrow. "Let's do it!" he cheered, racing through the doors. He was quickly followed by his twin, and Legolas slowly laagered behind.

Legolas had paused just outside the door, the two twins already having bounded in while he looked up to the sign held above the place. Slowly, he felt the words form across his lips, reading the sign silently. 'The Three Broomsticks"

Shrugging to himself, he continued through the door, looking between everyone who was present in the room. Glancing farther down, he noted Elladan and Elrohir's presence near Fred and George, who were seated with a black boy their age with dreadlocks.

"Lee," the one who he assumed was Fred, but couldn't be sure, began. "These are those two lordly elves we wanted to show you. Oh, and lookie here. It's their prince--Blondie!"

A roar of laughter went through the tables around the group, causing the three elves to turn red out of anger. "Excuse me--we could beat you at anything, any time."

"Yeah!" Elladan agreed with his brother, of whom had spoken. Crossing their arms, all three stood side by side, waiting expectantly.

George raised an eyebrow, turning towards Fred. "Alright, then. What do you say to a drinking competition? Let's get a round of butterbeers."

"Butterbeers?" Lee questioned, frowning. "But that stuff isn't--"

"Lee..." Fred said warningly, before looking towards his friend and pointing at the ears. Lee's eyes widened, as if realizing what they meant. They were elves, so surely they would get drunk just as easilly as others.

"Oh yeah..." the rather talkative boy nodded. "Okay, then. I'll get you set up."

Putting rather plastered smiles on their faces, Fred and George gaped innocently towards Elladan and Elrohir while they awaited the first four bottles. "Appetizer?" Fred questioned, holding out a bag of Cockroach Clusters towards the young Elven lords.

AN: Yes, I know...rather pathetic. But I needed to write this rather boring chapter so I could get them to have a real talk with...well, you'll see.

Comments to the Reviewers:

Lunatic Pandora 1: Well, it may come into play later in the story...I have plans for Harry and the rest of our favorite canon characters in some chapter to come...hopefully it's good. And also, I feel sorry for Legolas, too!

Misao Demon Master: Oh, it's alright...I've been taking forever to update, so all is good. Thanks for the review!

the7bells: Well...you'll find out in the next chapter! I was going to have them all...then I remembered that they're in second year and can't go to Hogsmeade.

Spezlee: Lol, hmm...you're very close. Harry is a very close person, but I'm thinking about someone who the series was named after...good luck guessing!

niwren: I'd do the same thing if they slipped ME an acid pop...

CharliesMommy: I hope you like this chapter! It's rather lame but, what has to be done has to be done...otherwise I can't get a straight out meeting with, er, someone.

me: Nice name! Lol, reminds me of me--thanks for the review!

faeriekittie306animelover: Well, yes, I finally updated. It's nice to see a new face, though!