All Disclaimers are located on 1st chapter.

I forgot to mension in the disclaimers on the 1st chapter that I will be using information from the Harry Potter books by J.K. Rowling. Especially when it comes to the mystical creatures and the spells in her books. I also do not own anything involving the Harry Potter. That all belongs to it's right creator and owner J.K. Rowling.

Anyways Please read, review and I hope you are enjoying the story so far.

Once Draco left the house she grumbled bitterly under her breath as she went to search for Frodo. Part of her was surprised she didn't slam the door behind her when she had left the house. She calmly side stepped and weaved herself in and out of the crowd of hobbits that were still searching for Bilbo. She was left with more questions than answers. Nothing made an ounce of sense to her. What was Bilbo trying to tell me? Remember what? Remember how I'm trapped in some kind of fantasy world that is not my own, transformed back into a child again all because I just had to make some silly wish on a damn candle?! A wish I clearly wasn't thinking straight when I made it. She snarled in frustration as she walked. Why does everyone have to speak in so many damn riddles, that leave more questions than answers? She wondered bitterly to herself.

The look Bilbo had given her was also troubling her as well. The look he gave her, brought back memories of how kids as well as the adults in school would whispear behind her back. How they would watch her in pure fear, especially with the strange circumstanaces of how those she cared about always died near the time of her birthday or on it. The harsh whispears still followed her wherever she goes. The harsh whispears of, demon, death trapped in human form, child of death, monster, friend killer, murderer and the list went on. Those fearful exspressions that she grown so accustomed to and even began to enjoy to some degree, it shouldn't have bothered her as badly as it did right now.

Than again she had been deaged to a child again so naturally her emotions would not be as well controlled as she had them when she was an adult. In mind she was still her twenty one old self...but in body she was once again a five year old child. She had always known having a boy's name especially one meaning dragon was a bad thing. These strange events were just proving this little fact to her. She beagn to grow irritated as well as even more frustrated. Her eyes narrowed as she continued her search for Frodo. She kept glancing around for Frodo as some hobbits continued their search for Bilbo, while others were too busy chatting away about what had happened.

Where the hell is that Hobbit?! I've must have circled this whole damn place twice by now! She wondered to herself bitterly as she kept looking around for him. The exspression on her face held a promise of death. However her eyes watched how some hobbits were still continued their search for Bilbo, some were returning to their homes and others were still out about still having fun.

"The barrel rider's newphew is over to your left...he is alone on the bench over there." The voice hissed in ear. She stopped to glance around in annoyance. The voice was going to eventually drive her insane, she just knew it. However she followed the voice's instructions to the location and sure enough Frodo sat there alone lost in thought.

"Draco?" he asked as she walked over to him. Her exspression startled hi since her eye was twitching violently and he dark exspression was down right terrifying. Frodo never seen such a dark exspression on a child and right now her exspression screamed the word, I will murder you in your sleepwith a rust instrument of death. He gulped in fear.

"Gandalf...sent me...he wants to speak with you." Draco said softly as she tried to keep her temper under control.

"Where is Gandalf?" Frodo asked as he expected the wizard to be near by.

"At your uncle's house." She stated sharply not really sure what more to actually tell him without loosing her temper. Frodo than stood up and began walking to his uncle's house as Draco followed silently behind him. A few low growls of irritation and frustration escaped her as she walked. Out of the corner of her eye as she looked at her shadow...it did not look like her normal shadow that she was use to seeing.

Her shadow this night that was being shown from the lit torches showed that of a dragon rather than her normal human. Maybe it was just a trick of the light or something playing a trick on her mind, so naturally she choose to ignored it. Draco sighed. Perhaps she was just over exhausted from everything that had happened to her today and just needed a good night's rest. Hopefully this was all just one messed up dream or something.

They soon arrived to see the ring on the floor by the door. Frodo slowly picked it up in confusion as Draco raised a slender eyebrow in confusion at this. Gandalf was looking older than what he appeared to be while muttering under his breath saying the word precious as he smoked his pipe. He also looked troubled about something.

Bilbo was no where to be found. Draco could sense he was no longer in the house. Whatever happened to Bilbo, he had clearly left for his adventure or journey by now. Whatever the case was Draco knew something was not right here. It put her a bit on edge. Don't tell me the old man, killed Bilbo and hid his body somewhere in here.

"Gandalf?" Frodo asked making the wizard turn to face him and Draco.

"Where's Bilbo?" Draco asked hoping the hobbit was okay and not dead somewhere in the house.

"The barrel rider is not dead. I would know otherwise...though I do enjoy your dark humor." The voice growled softly with a deep chuckle making Draco growl under her breath softly.

"Draco, he has already left for his journey." He said softly. Draco looked at him with a dull exspression while Frodo looked just as confused as she felt about this.

"This has to do with that ring...doesn't it?" Draco asked as she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall.

"My uncle's magic ring?" Frodo asked as he glance between the two.

"Indeed it does." Gandalf said sighing. "The point of the matter is I will be leaving the two of you in the morning. I must do some research...on my own about that ring. new events just came into light. that I must check out about that ring."

"You're leaving me behind?" Draco asked him coldly.

"It's just for a day or so. I'm sure Frodo would not mind the company." Gandalf said a bit nervously as he saw her dark exspression as she glared at him.

"It's fine...I think I can manage watching Draco for a day or two." Frodo said.

"I can look after myself...i'm not a child...least not phsyically." She muttered bitterly but it went inheard.

"Draco, i'm sure you are a bit stressed out with everything that has happened today...I suggest you get some rest. Frodo, keep two eyes on her. You'll need it." Gandalf said.

"Nothing i'll say will let you change your mind and allow me to tag along?" Draco asked him.

"I'm sorry Draco...but not this time. You will be safe here." Gandalf said. Draco only muttered bitterly under her breath.

"Fine." She said in low growl, before turning towards Frodo. "Frodo, where can I rest for the night?" She asked.

"Oh right...I suppose you can use uncle Bilbo's room for the night. Down the hall and to your right." Frodo said.

"Thanks..." Draco said before she walked down the hallway towards Bilbo's room. While walking to Bilbo's room her eyes caught something on a desk. Her curiousity got the better of her. She slowly walked over to it and looked down at a map that was on a table it looked a bit torn as well as old as it hung in a old frame. She slowly looked down at the map. The voices of Gandalf and Frodo could be heard talking silently amongst themselves. She tuned them out as she very silently read the names on the map. Her fingers gently traced the drawing of a dragon before images flashed acrossed her head making her grip her head in pain. She took a step or two back from the table.

"Thorin Oakensheild! The voice screamed in rage in her head.

Draco than somehow managed to stumble towards Bilbo's room before collapsing down onto the soft bed. Her head was reeling in pain. The last image she saw before loosing consciousness was that of a furious looking dragon starring right at her through the darkness of her own mind before everything went completely black.

When morning came Draco woke up slowly and looked around with groggy exspression. Her head was pounding and to her disappointment she really was trapped in another world and had been deaged. She had really hoped everything would have been a bad dream. "Damn...not a bloody dream. Reality sucks." She hissed in annoyance under her breath as she flopped back down onto the bed. Magic's not real, so what the fuck is going on? Her mind hissed.

The smell of breakfast floated into the room. Feeling her stomache rumble she grumbled bitterly as she got up off the bed and walked towards the kitchen. Frodo stood there making breakfast. "Morning Draco, how do you feel?"

"Fine...what's for breakfast?" Draco asked even though she looked like she would rather murder a certain wizard for leaving her behind when he was suppose to be helping her find a way home and find a way to get her back to normal. Also she was lying through her teeth, she was far from being just fine.

"Eggs and ham." Frodo said with a smile.

"Sounds good...smells good." Draco said softly as she sat down at the table.

"Draco, may I ask why you are so angry with Gandalf?" Frodo asked her.

"It's complicated...that's a story between gandalf and my self. Sorry, i can't go into further details than that." She said softly.

"I see...I'm suppose to be meeting Sam at the bar tonight..." Sam said looking guilty.

"I can look after myself...I'm sure i can just locate a book or something to keep me entertained for a few hours. After all you were asked to watch me at last minute." Draco said softly.

"You sure?' He asked her.

"I'm sure." she said as she accepted the plate of food he gave her and began eating slowly.

"First thing first...we need to get you clothing after we are done eating." Frodo said.

"I have no money." Draco said.

"Gandalf left some money for you to use to buy some clothes. I know you don't like dressing like a girl, so I wont force you to wear something you are uncomfortable with." Frodo said. Draco groaned at the words called shopping. She would get even with that old wizard one way or another. A few hours latter she was forced to go shopping with Frodo and was now carrying a basket. Sam noticed them and waved them over.

"Hello Sam,"

"I see your looking after Draco who was traveling with Gandalf, mister Frodo."

"It's only temporary." Draco said firmly as her eye twitched violently as she shifted a basket that she was carrying.

"You're still coming to the bar tonight right?" Sam asked him.

"Yes, Draco was just looking around for a book since we just got done shopping." Frodo said as Draco glanced at some of the book titles. She settled on two books. One was about the craetures/plants of middle earth and the last one was had no title but it caught her attention. It also appeared to be very old and dusty. The voice she been hearing insisted that she got it. Just to shut the voice up she did.

"What made you decide on the one with no title, Draco?" Sam asked her.

"No idea...maybe because it just needs someone to enjoy reading it's pages...I don't know really." Draco said. She tuned out most of the day as Frodo showed her more around the Shire. The hobbit children stared at her but they did not approach her much to her relief since Draco really disliked children. Hell she wasn't even happy

Latter that night as Frodo was out hanging with sam at the bar. She curled up near the fire to start reading her book on creatures and plants. However loud pounding was heard on the door. "Alright..alright already..." She said in irritation as she opened the door almost to yell in alarm when she saw Gandalf's panic and frenzy like state. "Is it safe!?" He demanded.

"What the fuck, happened to you?! You look like you seen a mob of zombies devouring people! Oh god, please tell me that isn't happening..." Draco muttered as Gandalf stolled in looking around frantically. He was jumpy as hell, every creak or sound made him jump and he had his staff ready to attack anyone or anything that moved. This was not settling well with Draco.

"Where's Frodo?" he asked her.

"With sam at the local pub for a few drinks." Draco said slowly. "You still haven't answered my question about the zombies though..." Gandalf ignored her as he continued to be on guard. "Okay...I'm just going to go get Frodo..." She said softly while feeling very creeped out with how he was acting. She decided to go get Frodo before the old wizard finally snapped or something. Not waiting for a response she fled the house to get Frodo. It didn't take her long to locate him since he was just leaving the pub. It was excellent good timing.

"Draco, what are you doing out here so late?" He asked her.

"Gandalf...he's at the house." Draco said. The two than headed back there only to be scared half to death as Gandalf emerged from the shadows.

"Is it safe?!" he demanded again. "The ring is it safe?!"

"All this fuss because of the stupid magic ring?!" Draco yelled as Frodo went to go get it out of a trunk where he placed it last night.

"Here it is." Frodo said as he revealed a envelope that had the ring inside it. Gandalf grabbed it as he than suddenly tossed it into the fire rather quickly. Draco's eyes widen in disbelief at what he did.

"Why did you do that?!" Frodo and Draco yelled as Gandalf used something to pull out the ring from the fire after the envelope burned away.

"Hold out your hand Frodo." Gandalf said.

"Are you fucken nuts!? He'll burn his fucken hand like that!" Draco yelled at him.

"Language, Draco. Also the ring will not burn him. It's actually quite cool." Gandalf said firmly as Frodo did what was asked of him. The ring fell into his hand and sure enough it did not burn him. Draco was doing practically adouble take on this.

"It's not possible, that ring should have burned his hand..." Draco said as she suddenly poked the ring in Frodo's hand. Frodo had to smile at this.

"It's a magic ring Draco." Frodo said.

"There is no such thing as mag-" Draco snarled only to be interrupted by Gandalf.

"What do you two see?" Gandalf asked rather quickly. "Is anything appearing on the ring!? Any writing at all?!"

"I see nothing..." Frodo said as he examined the ring as did Draco. Gandalf seemed to relax a bit. "Wait...some kind of elvish is appearing on the ring. I can't read this." Frodo said as Gandalf seemed to stiffen and even turn pale at those words.

Draco stared at the writing on the ring to her, the elvish began to change into a more readable writing for her. "One ring to control them...one ring to bind them...one ring-" She started as she spoke as she stared at the ring as though she was in a trance of some kind.

"Draco!" Gandalf yelled making her jump as it snapped her out of the trance she was in.

"What!?" She yelled as she spun to face him completely unaware that her eyes had shifted in appearance to become more reptilian looking. Frodo gasped when he saw her eyes had changed in appearance.

"How were you able to read that?" Gandalf asked her in concern as he watched how her eyes very slowly shifted back to their normal appearance even though it appeared to be very reluctant to do so.

"I don't know...I just stared at it and the wording became more readable to me." She answered before she noticed Frodo's exspression. "What?!" She demanded.

"Y-your eyes...they changed in appearance...they became more reptilian looking." Frodo said almost stuttering in alarm.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked as she tilted her head to the side.

"It must have been a trick of the light Frodo, that played a trick on the both of us. It's nothing to be concerned about." Gandalf said. "I hope."

"Whayt do you mean by that?!" Draco demanded as she snapped her head towards him.

"Nothing to concern yourself with." Gandalf said.

"You keep saying that things don't concern me, as you go all weird about it latter. What is it that you are not telling me, old man?!" She hissed in rage at him.

"Draco, I'll exsplain everything in time. Right now is not the time or place to do so. Anyways the language is from Mordor...many no longer speak it nor will I." Gandalf said as he sat down looking older than before.

"What's Mordor?" Draco asked in confusion even though she was aggravated by Gandalf's answer.

"Mordor?" Frodo asked looking alarmed.

"Yes..." Gandalf said as he began to exsplain all about Sauron and the one ring. Draco listened to his tale as she glanced down at the ring on the table. A voice spoke from from the ring that only Frodo and Gandalf could hear making the two jump and stare down at it. Draco was just glaring down at the ring.

"I call bullshit on your story. It's just some silly ring with abnormal abilities...I say just heat it up in the fire for a few weeks and than smash the hell out of it with a sludge hammer." Draco said bitterly.

"Draco watch your language, it's rather unlady like." Gandalf said frowning.

"When have I ever been lady like in the time you have known me?" She asked him flatly with look of annoyance on her face.

"Draco, The ring can only be destroyed in the fire where it was forged from in Mount Doom. It's not that easy of a task." Gandalf said frowning.

"So drop it down inside a pool of liquid metal than...that should do the trick in destroying the damn thing or at least keep it contained so it can't cause problems. Hell, use your so called magic to teleport the damn thing to wherever it needs to be or something." Draco growled at him.

"Draco, my magic does not work like that." Gandalf said sighing.

"Okay so we get some damn baslik venom and use it to stab the damn ring with. You claim it holds a piece of sauron's soul in it right? So that makes the damn ring a Horcrux. Hell it work on seven of those nasty little buggers that the dark wizarding lord by the name of Voldemort made so he could gain a form of immortality and one of them was also a damn ring as well." Draco snarled.

"What's a baslik and who is Voldemort?" Frodo and Gandalf asked looking confused. Draco sighed in annoyance at this.

I keep forgetting i'm no longer in my world, so yeah they really wouldn't know anything about the Harry Potter books or movies. Draco thought to herself before she let out a soft sigh of annoyance. "A Baslik is basically a giant snake which is also known as the king of all serpents. The story goes that a dark wizard, who was able to speak to snakes used his dark magic to exsperiment on a chicken egg that was latter hatched beneath a toad which produced this deadly snake. This snake may reach up to fifty feet in length, reach a great age around nine hundred years possibly even longer, exceptionally venomous fangs but it's most dangerous means of attack is the gaze of it's yellow eyes. Anyone looking directly into it's eyes will suffer insteant death." Draco said as she quoted the information she got from her Harry Potter books and from the movies. Frodo looked ready to have a heart attack at these words. Gandalf however looked very pale at those words. "Voldemort as I said was just a very evil wizard of the dark arts. One who wanted to take over the world. His story is a bit more complicated and i'm not really sure how to fully exsplain it."

"Draco, we are not going to try creating a baslik or use one of those things in order to destroy the ring. No matter how tempting it sounds." Gandalf said firmly. "Also the two of you will never mension how to create one of those Basliks to anyone again. Is that understood?"

"Understood...I don't think I'll be able to sleep for months after hearing about a snake that big and how deadly it is." Frodo said.

"Than you would really hate the other types of creatures, that I'm aware of. I know of a few other ones that are just as bad if not worst. Want to know more?" Draco asked with a wide evil grin. Frodo only shuddered at this. Gandalf only shook his head at this, before he became serious once more.

"We'll hide the ring...so no one can ever find it and we will never speak about it again." Frodo said in determination.

"There something else you need to know, Frodo...Sauron's forces are out searching for the ring as we speak. A creature named Gollum knew of it's location...I tried to locate Gollum first but the enemy found him first and they tortured him. He only uttered two words...Shire and Baggins."

"Shire...Baggins." Frodo said as all color drained from his face.

"Well isn't that just fan-fucken-tastic!?" Draco growled bitterly.

"The barrel rider and his big fat mouth...how could he be so stupid and give out that much information?! I should have eaten him, when I had the opportunity so many years ago." The voice hissed in annoyance in Draco's ear. For once she agreed with the voice.

To Be Continued...