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The party seemed to last for hours. Draco was beginning to grow restless and far more uneasy being around so many hobbits who were smiling, laughing, dancing and just having fun. She basically tuned everything out around her. She had been thinking about her situation, logically this shouldn't have been even possible, yet here she was in another world, deaged back to her five year old self, and she honestly had no exsplainations as to how this even happened. If anything she was only making herself even more frustrated, issed and even more uneasy about her entire situation the more she dwelled on her situation. It just wasn't fair. Than again when was life ever fair to her?
Draco was just so out of it, that she tuned everything out around her. She kept her eyes locked on the only three beings she knew here at this party. Gandalf who was smoking his pipe, enjoying the food, drink as he would occasionally speak with Frodo and Bilbo. Frodo was happily talking with Gandalf and to another hobbit who she didn't know. It appeared the other hobbit was Frodo's best friend or something. Bilbo was all over the place talking with his fellow hobbits, to Gandalf and even to Frodo. It was like she gone invisable or something as she watched the events unfold around her.
This did not bother her in the slightest. She preferred being left alone anyways. However for some stupid reason or another she just couldn't move her eyes away from Bilbo's pocket, as he would unconciously touch whatever was in it. To be honest It was beginning to annoy and irritate her immensely. Why the hell was she so interested with whatever was in Bilbo's blasted pocket?
True she had always been rather attracted towards shiny objects ever since she was little, especially when it came towards sparkling gemstones. True gold and silver also captured her attention but gemstones most of all had her undivided attention. Her grandmother often had to lead her away from jewelry stores, and away from from the jewelry section in stores. All because of the way she would stare into the display cases filled with the sparkling treasure within.
True this was long before she had ever decided to isolate herself from others and not trust herself around other people. However hard she tried she was still attracted to shiny objects but she often managed to keep her obsession well hidden from others. However there were times when she would give into the temptation and buy whatever captured her attention to settle her obsession.
She gripped her fork tightly in her right hand, as she unconsciously continued to tighten her grip on the fork as her irritation and frustration grew even more inside her. Suddenly the fork in her hand snapped clean in half. Like a lit match touching a flammable liquid, she swiftly pulled herself away from her thoughts. Her eyes widen as she began to panic as she stared at the broken remains of the fork. She wasn't sure how the hell she just snapped a metal fork in half like she did.
Maybe it was brittle, flawed or just old? She tried to convince herself as she glanced around nervously in hopes no one had witnessed what she just did. Thinking quickly she tossed the remains of the fork into a near by bush before anyone noticed. I really hope no one noticed that. She thought to herself as she glanced around nervously. Thankfully no one had noticed the small incident. She let out a soft sigh as she picked up her glass of water to take a sip. She hoped this party would end soon. She had already lost count of how much time had already passed.
She was soon pulled from her thoughts once more when Frodo brought his friend over. She looked up at him in confusion as too why he had brought his friend over. "Sam, this is Draco. The human girl from the very far north who is currently traveling with Gandalf. Draco this is Sam, my best friend." Frodo said introducing Sam to her.
"It's very nice to meet you, miss Draco." Sam said as he looked at her.
"Likewise." she said softly even though she was bit confused. Seeing the confused look on her face Frodo cleared his throat.
"I been trying to convince Sam to dance with Rosie. I was hoping you could help me." Frodo said grinning.
"Who?" Draco asked in confusion as she tilted her head to the side.
"The most beautiful hobbit in the whole Shire." Sam said sighing as he looked at Rosie as she danced around happily. He had a dream like exspression on his face.
"Than go dance with her." Frodo said.
"I can't do that." sam said.
"Sure you can." Frodo said. Draco felt her stomache turning at these words. Letting out a soft sigh she moved to sit behind Sam even though she was now sitting on top of the table. She had a dark look on her face as she glared at the Hobbit who was upsetting her stomache.
"No, I can't Mr. Frodo...there are so many hobbits who want to dance with her. She would never be happy with me." Sam said.
"You never know until you ask, her or at least tell her how you feel. We girls are not mind readers." Draco said flatly with no emotion in her voice.
"I can't do that either!" Sam yelled looking embarrassed. Draco rolled her eyes.
"Sure you can." Frodo said smiling. "It's not that hard...just walk up to her and simply ask her for a dance."
Draco felt her stomache turn violently as she felt stomache vile bounce in the back of her throat. That does it! I can't take this mushy shit any longer! I refuse to loose my dinner, all because of this mushy bull shit! Draco's mind screamed in rage as she moved her self into position. "All you need is a little nudge, Sam." Draco growled under her breath before she pushed with her foot into Sam's back gently but with her enough force to make him stumble foreward into the crowd of dancers as he desperately tried to regain his balance. Before he could fall on his face, Rosie had been the one who caught him from doing a face plant into the ground. Rosie smiled at him as she gave a soft laugh as she dragged Sam into dance with her.
Frodo looked at Draco as she moved to sit down beside him. "What?" She asked him in annoyance.
"Thank you, for heping my friend." Frodo said with a wide smile.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." Draco said in a flat tone as she kept a straight face while she looked at him.
"I know what you did." He said.
"Prove it." Draco stated coldly.
"I don't have too. However I do thank you for helping my friend...even if your method was bit harsh." Frodo said smiling as he stood up to talk with a few other hobbits. Draco only shook her head as she stood up to walk around. She soon over heard someone talking to Bilbo.
"What was it like to meet a dragon in person, sixty years ago?" The person asked. This captured her attention insteantly. Out all the fantasy creatures she ever read about, Dragons had always been her favorite.
"Dragons are terrifying creatures...that only bring death, suffering and firey destruction in it's wake with a lust for gold and treasure." he said softly. Draco tried to listen to his tale but a few hobbit kids with noise makers ran by her which drowned out the conversation. Growling under her breath from how the kids had messed with her hearing she moved closer to listen. "A black arrow...pierced straight through the dragon's heart after it attacked lake town...killing many in it's awakening...we were the ones that woke the beast up. A terrifying mistake we did that cost many to loose their lives that night sixty years ago." Bilbo said looking truamatised by the memories of whatever he was speaking about.
Strange merky images seemed to flash through Draco's eyes at an alarming rate as she listened to Bilbo's brief story. She could not fully understand what she was seeing. She felt as though she was in a deep trance as the images played out before her. A large cave like structure that was once a great city, filled with gold and gems as far as the eyes could see. The night sky, the wind whistling pass her as the feeling of flying washed over her, a very large dark shadow danced across the dark surface of water illuminated only by moonlight as the shadow travels towards a town floating on the surface of the water. Fire consuming the town like a wild fire and a black arrow flying towards her with scary accuracy heading straight for her chest.
Draco was ripped violently from these images just as a very sharp burning pain seared across her chest right over her very heart. Almost at the same time a hand had landed on her shoulder, making her insteantly recoil from the touch upon contact. This seemed to help pull her fully out of whatever trance she had been in. "Draco, are you alright? You look as pale as snow right now and your trembling as violently as a leaf in middle of fierce wind storm." Gandalf asked her in concern after seeing how her eyes went a bit unfocus before all color drained rather swiftly from her face before she started trembling violently.
"I'm fine...It's nothing. Nothing at all." She said firmly as she quickly moved away from his touch. She had no desire to tell him what she had just seen, even though it was like she was seeing some one else's memories. Gandalf looked concerned but allowed the subject to be dropped for now at least. It was time for the fireworks anyway, Gandalf gave her a concerned look before he walked away to begin the fireworks. Draco watched silently at the beautiful display of fireworks. She never seen fireworks like these and they were just awesome.
I bet the firework companies back home would go crazy for these, if not even kill for them. Draco thought to herself silently while watching the beautiful display in wonder. However when a tent went flying up into the air all because of one very large firework. It had caught her attention as wella s everyone's attention. She stared at two hobbits who were singed by the firework. The two hobbits strangely reminded her of the twins from the Harry Potter series along with the character who often made things exsplode. For the life of her she honestly could not recall their names at that very moment. She pulled herself from her thoughts to look up at the firework. She watched as it transformed into a dragon as it swooped downwards towards all of them.
This firework scared many of the hobbits and had even chased them around. She watched in amusement as it caused hobbits to trip, fall and knock things over in their panic to get away from it. Draco however honestly couldn't hide the evil smile of amusement from her face as she felt like laughing out loud at what was happening around her. She somehow manage not to laugh even though it was no easy task. She watched as the dragon firework than exsploded into many more fireworks.
She turned away from the display to look at the two guilty hobbits. Gandalf was not happy as he approached the two from behind. He than grabbed the two by the their ears forcing them to their feet. Gandalf was not happy with two hobbits who had been the ones who set off the dragon firework. The party than resumed until Bilbo decided to make an announcement.
"To my friends and family...I know tonight is my one hundread and sixteenth birthday...but I fear tonight is my last to celebrate with you all." He said softly as he was fingering his pocket again. Draco narrowed her eyes towards his pocket.
"Gold...it's a gold ring. Go after it." The errie voice she been hearing in her head purred with want.
Not this shit again...why wont this damn voice just go away and leave me alone? Her mind wondered bitterly as she glanced around to see who the hell was speaking to her. However she saw nothing was there. She was just standing there near Gandalf and Frodo at the moment. Frowning she turned her head back towards Bilbo.
"I'm going away..." He said as he looked at everyone. The crowd was beging to whispear in confusion at his words. He looked at Gandalf, Draco and Frodo. "I leave everything to my newphew...and I hope you will all one day forgive me-" He said as he fingered his pocket even more so.
Don't tell me, he's going to kill himself or something in front of all of us. Draco thought to herself with a bored exspression.
"I bid you all a farewell." He said before he than vanished into thin air as he slid something onto his finger rather quickly. Everyone gasp in horror and made a move to find him. Draco however was able to sense movements as something moved pass her even though she could see nothing was there. With a low growl she followed the strange sensation swiftly through the crowd, like a predator chasing after it's prey. She had no idea what she was doing or what she was following but every fiber of her being screamed at her to follow it. So here she was running after some invisable force as she moved with ease through the crowd of hobbits as she weaved in and out of them as she moved.
Gandalf quickly followed after Draco when he heard her low growl and how she had sudden taken off after something that his eyes could not see. He was having a bit of difficulty moving through the crowd of hobbits that had suddenly swarmed around him asking questions that he could not answer. He soon lost track of Draco through the crowd of hobbits. "Damn, that girl..." Gandalf grumbled bitterly under his breath.
Draco raced all the way back to Bilbo's house as the door opened by itself. She charged foreward as fast as she could as she tackled the strange sensation to the floor. A gold ring suddenly came flying off Bilbo's finger as it rolled across the floor when she had tackled him from behind. The front door somehow closed behind them. "Draco, how in middle earth, were you able to see me!?" Bilbo asked in disbelief as he stared at the human child who pinned him to the floor.
"I honestly have no idea." She honestly admitted as she quickly got off of him. "Sorry." She said as she helped him up. He stood there brushing off his clothes. While Draco than spotted the gold ring on the floor. She walked over to it and picked it up off the floor. She stared at the ring for a moment as she began examining it with wonder. While calmly side stepping every single attempt Bilbo made to take the ring from her. She wasn't even paying him any attention as she would side step his attemps with such ease.
"Draco, may I have my ring back please?" Bilbo asked as his eye twitched in irritation.
"It looks like a normal ring...but yet...for some reason or another...I can tell it's not what it appears to be. There are no markings to show who made this ring." Draco said as she side stepped Bilbo again as he crashed into the wall. He pushed himself away from the wall as he turned to face her with a look of annoyance. Draco than slowly looked away from the ring to look at him.
"It's a magic ring...now please...give me back my ring, Draco." He said as he held out his hand.
"Magic is not real." She said softly as tilted her head at him.
"Magic is very real Draco, the ring made me invisable did it not?" He asked her. Draco sighed as she gave him back his ring.
"I don't have a response to that one." Draco said softly. Bilbo only shook his head as he had his ring once more.
"To be honest...there was only one other being other than yourself who was able to see me when I wore this ring..." Bilbo said softly as he remembered something from his past. He than suddenly stiffened as he than very slowly looked at Draco with wide eyes. It was mixture between fear, surprise, confusion and alarm all rolled into a single emotion. "But...it can not be...It just can't be...possible." He whispeared as he stared at her.
"Okay...you're starting to scare me a bit. What are you talking about and why are you staring at me like that?" Draco asked feeling uneasy.
"Y-You do not remember?" Bilbo asked her slowly. He stared at her like she grew a second head or something.
"Remember what!?" Draco demanded as gave a low growl at him. Before Bilbo could say anything the front door opened swiftly with a loud bang. "Gandalf?" She asked as the wizard stormed foreward and boy did he look pissed.
"Bilbo Baggins...we need to talk about your ring." Gandalf said firmly as he stared at Bilbo with a cold exspression.
"Gandalf calm down, it's just a ring." Draco said softly.
"No Draco, it's not just a ring. I'll exsplain what it is in due time." Gandalf said firmly before he looked at Bilbo.
"It's my ring...I found it." Bilbo said in his defense. Poor Draco simply stood there for a lost of words. Never in her life had she been so confused, like she was at that very moment.
"What so bloody special about that gold ring?! What the hell is going on?!" Draco demanded as she kept glancing between the two.
"Draco, I promise I'll exsplain everything in due time. In the mean time, please go get Frodo for me." He said.
"Why me?" Draco asked in irritation.
"Draco...now, please." Gandalf said firmly. Draco threw her hands up into the air in frustration as she grumbled bitterly under her breath before leaving the house as she closed the door behind her.
To Be Continued...