Next time we walk

Disclaimer: WHERE HAS THE FELLOWSHIP GONE::Authoress blinks innocently, then runs.: All ideas are mine! Prepare to be amazed!

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Legolas stepped out of the train first. Instead of being greeted by the familiar plains of Rohan, he saw landscape that was unfamiliar to him. "Are you sure that this was the right train?"

Aragorn, Merry, and Pippin all filed out of the train after him, blinking in the bright sunshine. "What is this place?" Aragorn asked, awe creeping into his voice.

"We should have never let Pippin pick the train." Merry muttered, shaking his head.

Pippin rounded on Merry and put his hands on his hips. "And how was I supposed to know, hmm?"

Merry shrugged. After about two minutes of discussing the group decided to explore the strange new land. They wandered for a half an hour until they came upon a castle, which was set near a forest and a lake.

"Well Legolas? What do your elf-eyes see?" Aragorn demanded, squinting in the direction of some moving figures.

Legolas shrugged. To tell the truth he had forgotten to put his contacts in. "They don't look hostile."

Aragorn eyed him suspiciously. "That's not your usual answer. Usually there is more detail."

"Well I don't feel like giving detail." Legolas gave him a huffy look before hunching his shoulders and striding bravely toward the moving figures. Aragrom hurried to catch up as Merry and Pippin lagged behind, watching cautiously.

"I think Legolas has lost his mind." Pippin whispered, his eyes wide.

"You may be right." Merry looked around quickly before motioning Pippin closer. "Stay close Pip."

As they neared the caste, the figures evolved into humans, all of which were wearing black robes. About 100 feet away from the school, one who was running past stopped and stared at Aragorn. Brushing his long scraggily hair out of his eyes, he gazed at Aragorn, who gazed back.

"Woah!" Aragorn and the stranger shouted at the same time. "It's my twin!"

Legolas and the two hobbits stared. Aragorn and the stranger did look very much alike.

The stranger looked around and spotted Merry and Pippin gawking at him. "Woah! Small people!"

Merry and PIppin immeadiately glared at him. "Excuse me!" Merry exclaimed hotly. "But we are NOT small."

"In fact, we're very tall for our age." Pippin added, looking smug.

The stranger held up his hands. "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to upset you. Have I introduced myself? I'm Sirius Black." Sirius looked back at the hobbits. "So, it's true that you're tall for your age?"

Merry straightened up proudly. "Yes, it is true."

"We're hobbits." Pippin added. "From the Shire."

"Cool!" Sirius exclaimed, before spotting another teen walking across the grass. "HEY REMIE-BABY! OVER HERE!"

Remus Lupin stomped over, his face a thundercloud. "My. Name. Is. Not. Remie-baby!"

Sirius laughed a very barklike laugh before turning to the fellowship. "Guys, this is Remus...Remus this is..." Sirius paused after he realized he forgot to ask the strangers what their names were. Remus rolled his eyes.

"I'm Meriodic Brandybuck." Merry said, stepping foreward after an awkward silence. "But everyone calls me Merry."

"I'm Peregin Took." Pippin added, chiming right in. "But most everyone calls me Pippin. Or they call me Pip if they're down right lazy."

Merry began to nod, then stopped. "Hey, I call you Pip." He whispered to Pippin.

"Exactly." Pippin whispered back, looking smug.

"I'm Legolas, son of Thrainduil, Prince of Mirkwood." Legolas said, announcing himself as the hobbits whispered.

"And I'm Aragorn." Aragorn struck a pose as his voice became more heroic. "Son of Arathorn, King of Gondor."

Sirius nodded, looking over all of them. "Cool. Are you guys related?"

Legolas and Aragorn suddenly looked horrified. "NO!" They both shouted at once, jumping away from Merry and Pippin and from each other.

"Pippin and I are cousins." Merry said, wondering what had just happened.

"Cool!" Sirius put an arm around Remus, who quickly pushed it off. "Remie-baby and I are best friends."

"Were." Remus muttered before looking over Aragorn more closely. "Hey, Aragorn looks exactly like you Sirius!"

"Yeah." Sirius nodded, lookng back at Aragorn. "That is scary."

There was few more minutes of awkward staring.

"So." Remus said, finally breaking the silence. "Where are you guys from?"

"Well, we're from the Hobbiton area in the Shire." Pippin explained, making a gesture between Merry and himself.

"I'm from Minas Tirith, the White City!" Aragorn proclaimed, striking a dramatic pose. "Capital city of Gondor."

"And I'm from the Woodland Realm in Mirkwood." Legolas muttered before edging away from Aragorn.

"Where's that?" Sirius asked, looking interested.

"Middle-Earth." Aragorn replied, full of pride.

"Oh yeah..." Remus nodded, looking thoughtful. "Tolkien wrote about that land."

"So, if we're not in Middle Earth, where are we?" Legolas asked.

"Hogwarts, in England." Sirius replied.

"Oh..." Aragorn said, and suddenly he was struck by the lightning of enlightenment, giving him knowledge about the world they had ended up in. "Didn't J.K.Rowling copy Tolkien and make this place?"

"Yeah. Kinda stinks I'm based on some one else when I'm as cool as I am..." Sirius kicked sadly at a random clump of grass.

There was another awkard silence, only this time everyone looked somewhere else.

"Are you guys hungry?" Remus asked, remembering that hobbits are always hungry.

"YES!" Pippin exclaimed loudly, his stomach rumbling.

"We didn't even have second breakfast!" Merry added before glaring at Legolas and Aragorn. "Because a couple of certain some ones couldn't stop argueing..."

"We can get dinner in the Great Hall." Remus said before motioning over his shoulder. "Come on!"

The remaining fellowship followed Remus and Sirius into Hogwarts. However, as soon as they step inside the castle, they are greeted by an unwelcome person...Severus Snape.

"Hey sweetheart." Snape sneered, sideling up to Legolas. "The girls dormitory is to your left."

Legolas stared, his mouth open in shock. Finally, he managed to stutter, "Are...are you hitting on me?"

When Aragorn was struck with the lightning of enlightenment, the ability to use modern slang must have rubbed off on Legolas.

Snape ran a hand through his greasy hair, then looked back over at Aragorn, Sirius, Remus, Merry and Pippin. "That depends. Which one is your boyfriend?"

The rest of the fellowship stared in horror, then slowly began to back away, Sirius and Remus with them. Just the thought of being the boyfriend of Legolas gave them horrible mental images.

Legolas was not entertaining those thoughts either. "Allow me to pound you, Grima Wormtounge." He snarled, cracking his knuckles.

This mistake in identity was obviously the result of the absence of Legolas's contacts, but fortunately the events that followed wouldn't have been altered much.

Snape's eyes widened. "I'm not Wormtail, I'm-"

In a few brief seconds Snape found himself with a bloody nose, trussed up to a statue in the Main Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It took three professors and five unwilling students to finally get the big-nosed, greasy-haired git down.

The fellowship entered the Great Hall and sat down. Merry and Pippin stared at the empty plates before them.

"So." Pippin said after a bit. "Where's the food?"

"A few more seconds." Remus muttered. Sure enough, a few seconds later the plates were mounted with food. Merry and Pippin's eyes grew wide. They had never seen so much food on one table. Immeadiately the hobbits dug in.

Legolas poked some jello cautiously with his fork. "What is this stuff?"

When the lightning of enlightenment struck Aragorn, it did not give Legolas knowledge of unknown foods either. Pity.

"Try some." Aragorn said, his mouth full of food. "You'll like it."

Legolas poked it again and watched it move before putting his fork down. "I'm not hungry anymore."

"If you don't want it..." A boy with black messy hair and hazel eyes took the opportunity to swipe it from Legolas.

Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"

Remus rolled his eyes. "James, don't be rude." To Legolas he said, "This is James Potter. He's a friend of Sirius and I's."

Legolas nodded, still watching James warily, who by now had turned to talk to a red-head sitting next to him. "If he wants to eat that nasty stuff, be my guest."

"You didn't try any. How do you know it's nasty?" Merry asked, munching on a drumstick happily.

He failed to notice the Elf's icy gaze. "Because I do." Legolas said simply before sticking out his tounge at Aragorn, who was smirking.

"So, what do you do for fun around here?" Aragorn asked Sirius halfway through the meal.

Sirius looked at Remus, who shrugged. "We usually play Quidditch."

"Quidditch?" Aragorn asked, confused.

The lightning of enlightenment did not give Aragorn the knowledge of sports that are popular in the wizarding world. Too bad.

Siruis nearly choked on his food. "You've never heard of Quidditch? It's awesome, you'll love it!" Sirius began describing the game in detail to Sirius, who was paying rapt attention. "And there's a game tonight, you guys should come!" Sirius exclaimed at the end of his speech.

"So sorry, but we're leaving now." Legolas said standing. He had heard all he wanted to hear about Quidditch and decided that it would be too dangerous. "Come on, let's go."

"Geez." Sirius whispered to Aragorn on the way back to the platform. "He sure is a stick in the mud, isn't he?"

"You have no idea." Aragorn muttered, glaring at the Elf's back.

"Well, I have an idea. What if we..." Sirius began to whisper in Aragorn's ear. By the time they had reached the platform, Sirius and Aragorn had a plan.

One that would cause Legolas's blood pressure to increase dramatically.

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TA DA:Dramatic music plays: So, what do you think? Am I out of my mind? Most definately! And to all those J.K. Rowling fans, I didn't mean a word I said about her! She's a wonderful author! Please don't kill me::runs: Review review review, and I will get back to you! Thankies:Dances off happily: