First of all, I am deeply sorry for the delay, as I have mentioned before, I was grounded from the computer and have recently been ungrounded. Report cards are an injustice to man! It's not that I didn't do well, I did great! It is just that my conduct was a C, and my Step Mother only accepts a B... Blast it, I talk too much in school! This Story is now entirely dedicated to Sydney! She is cool! Okay, so on with the Reviews...
Dragon- at the time, my step-mom was gone so I connected and uploaded, just for you! Lol... well, no I am ungrounded... I hope... and I should be updating more often.

Fk-Okay I did my best for this chapter, do not hate me! Okay, you can, but just a little.

Daughter- Read above reply

Sydney- Oh yeah, he is hot! I wish I could go to my local library, but unfortunately I live in the hills, back in VA so it is about half an hour and a whole lot of gas away! And, I don't have a license... Major Bummer. Glad you survived! Thanks a lot for that last review, I think I needed that... my lap top broke and I was seriously contemplating whether or not to add a new chapter until it was fixed, so you are entirely the reason I am continuing this story.

Celebwen- I hate flamers... I have apologized for the spelling time and time again, and if it isn't good enough for you, I am sorry... again... I have already made note of the spelling of the names, and if you would read my author notes like everyone else, you would know this. As you may or may not realize, I started this story before Borimir was killed, and Harry destroyed the ring before he was tempted, and so he did not 'honorably die defending the hobbits' thank you very much. I know that their father was the Steward of Gondor, which is why they have to try and convince him, or kill him, to get off the throne. He has not been reached yet, and I do not intend Faramir almost killed. As far as Harry and Aragorn go, this is called Fan FICTION for a reason. Do not pretend to know about that, since no one quite knows what Aragorn would do had Harry Potter magically entered his world. This is my beliefs on what could possibly happen, not a scientific study of his reactions. I really do not care what Bilbo and Gimli did, as it is not relevant in my story, thanks. I am sorry that I have a life, and do not waist my time looking up the exact spelling and grammaticism of the Elvin language, since I am not, have not, and will not become fluent in it since there is no actual proof that they exist. There, my rant is done. How do you like me now!

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Harry glanced around at everyone crowded around him.

"What happened?" He asked hoarsely. They all exchanged glances.

"Well, you were captured and we went after you. Gandalf defeated Saruman and we brought you back here. Then this little rabbit appeared last night while almost ever one was asleep..." Borimir stated, nodding over in Emilia's direction. She was asleep, a white bandage wrapped around her left arm and several smaller ones covering cuts all along her body. (A/N just thought you'd like to know, I am currently listening to 'Existentialism on Prom Night' by Straylight Run... I love this song...) Harry's eyes saddened at the sight of her injuries.

"Is she going to be okay?" Harry asked softly, looking up to Faramir. He smiled slightly and nodded his head.

"She wasn't too bad off, just a little shaken; she should be good as new in a day or so. Can't say the same for you, though, you're lucky to be alive. One or two more good hits and you'd be a goner." He said, shaking his head sadly.

"How long d'you think it'll be until we can take the hobbits home?" Harry asked, his voice slowly coming back and the heat fading.

"Not 'till you're good and healed! I'll not have you falling ill on us again, you'd scare us to death!" Sirius replied.

"Here, Here!" Cried Gimli and Harry looked slightly sheepish.

"I dare say if you do this near-death thing on us again, every person in this group would be likely to throw themselves off a cliff in despair!" Aragorn said, laughing.

"Yeah, and besides that, you make it sound like you want us to go home!" Pippin replied, and they laughed. "I'm someone of intelligence on this quest-E thingy... thing... What would you do without that, Eh?"

"I'm dreadfully sorry, Pippin, you're right. Without your pungent ness, I doubt we'd be able to survive on this quest-E thingy thing." Harry said mock dramatically. Pippin looked proud and everyone burst out laughing; he had no idea what Pungent meant...

"Pip, that's not good... Pungent means you smell bad." Merry said to him, stifling his laughter. They laughed harder, as Pippin began smelling himself, ruffling up his nose in distaste. By this time, Emilia had woken up.

"Relax, Pippin, you smell fine, it was a joke..." Legolas explained, grinning. Pippin flushed red in embarrassment and walked to the other side of the room grumbling unhappily about 'stupid people think they're so smart!'

"Oh, no, the all-knowing Perrigan Took the wise has left us to figure out the mystery of the world by ourselves, whatever shall we do?" Gandalf said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.