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The two hobbits and Draco walked for what seemed like hours. Draco was deadly silent during the whole time. She wasn't really hungry and knew that the sooner they reached Bree, the better. Than she could relax just a tiny bit, before they had to meet this Strider person. However she could see the two hobbits were not use to walking such long distances so breaks were going to be needed. Draco was use to very long walks, so this didn't really bother her all that much. She could have gone another two miles or so before she would need to stop and rest. "Draco, aren't you hungry?" Frodo asked her as they stopped to rest and even to eat something. "You didn't really eat all that much yesterday nor did you eat anything this morning."

"I'm not hungry." She growled as she sat down on a rock and was just glaring out into the forest searching for any threats near by. The voice she been hearing lately was silent but that could change at any time. Part of her was hungry but due to her temper and frustration with the whole situation she found herself in. She just wasn't hungry.

"Draco, you're still growing and you need to eat something to keep up your strength." Frodo said. Draco gave him a cold look before sighing.

"Fine." She growled as she accepted the apple he handed her. She began eating it slowly. Sam looked at her with a worried look.

"Draco, if you do not mind me asking...but why do you not trust others?" He asked her. Draco paused in mid bite before she harden her glare.

"I have my reasons and I do not like speaking about my past, so please do not ask me this again. If I feel the need to speak about my past, I will only talk about it. Only on my terms." She said before she quickly began eating her apple.

"Draco, you are amongst friends here. Just know you can tell us anything." Frodo said softly. There was that dreadful word again, Friends. Draco felt her stomache turn slightly at those words. However she did not voice her opion on the matter. There was no point in doing so. Instead she simply finished eating her apple, before she stood up and walked a few feet away to keep watch. Once the two hobbits were ready to travel again, they soon fell back into complete silence as they walked. They soon reached a large corn field.

"We are going around this right?" Draco asked with a flat tone as she staired at the large corn field in front of them.

"Sadly, it's the fastest way to get to the ferry, that will bring us to Bree. We will have to go through the corn field than through the forest in order to reach it. Other wise it would take a few days." Frodo said as Sam and himself began climbling up the wooden fence. True the two hobbits could have gone under the fence, if only they had thrown their bags over the fence and crawled under it. However the two were obviously not thinking straight. Draco rolled her eyes at this.

I knew I shouldn't have watch so many damn horror movies, because this just screams bad idea and how it's a bloody trap. Shit...Gandalf never answered my question about zombies...I hate those things worse than I do spiders and sharks! Draco grumbled bitterly inside her mind as she simply backed away from the fence a good couple of feet. Taking a calming breathing before suddenly running straight towards te fence before suddenly doing a high foreward flip up and over the fence with ease as she landed on her feet in a neat crouch passion as the two hobbits stared wide eyed at her as they remained on the fence. Thank whatever high force in the universe, that I took two years of gymnastics other wise this would have gone badly.

"Mister Frodo, is Draco part elf?" Sam asked with wide eyes at how she had just done that.

"I have no idea Sam, however she is deffienatly not a normal human child." Frodo said softly as he stared at her. Feeling annoyed as well as irritated she growled at the two hobbits.

"You two do know that I can hear you, right? Also do I look like a bloody elf to you?" She asked them as she straightened herself up right to glare at them.

"You could be part elf...with your high jumping skills. I hear elves are really good jumpers." Sam said. "However with your firey temper I would say your most likely part dragon or something. Besides elves are kind as well as nice." He added under his breath.

"I heard that, and for your information I am human. Look I can be kind as well as nice when I want to be. However lately my mood has been rather negative and if you fully understood my situation, which i'm forbidden to speak about by a certain old man claiming to be a so called wizard. You would be just as pissed off as I am. " Draco hissed in warning at the two of them. Sam gulped in fear as he saw her eyes shift briefly in the light to become reptilian before fading back to their normal appearance.

The two than dropped down in front of her. "Draco, I know this might be a personal question, however what can you tell us about your past?" Frodo asked her.

"Do not let my appearance fool you...and don't ever underestimate me." Draco said firmly.

"Mister Frodo, that didn't really tell us much." Sam whispeared to him as Draco turned away from them and took a few steps away from them.

"I know...but I hope to make some form of friendship between us. I didn't think it would be this hard, seeing how she's just a kid." Frodo whispeared back to her.

Draco could hear their conversation but choose to ignore it as they continued on with their journey. Unfortunately within an hour of walking through the corn field the three of them somehow ended up separated much to Draco's displeasure. She bitterly grumbled under breathe as she continued foreward and whiletrying to locate the two hobbits. Okay...where the hell are they? Did I pass them or something? I know I pass that stupid rock three times already, than again everything looks the same. She wondered bitterly to herself.

"No you did not pass them...they are just up a head of you. Go towards the east roughly twenty steps and than north about sixty or seventy steps. You will locate them there. They seem to be looking for you, since you been wlaking in a circle for the past ten or twenty minutes." The voice chuckled in light amusement.

Draco swore under her breath as she followed the directions in her head began giving her. She soon reached Sam and Frodo as they looked relieved she was okay. "There you are...I thought for a minute we had-" Frodo started before two bodies crashed into Sam and Frodo knocking them over as carrots and cabages went flying right at her. Draco by sheer dumb luck had somehow managed to side step the on slaught of vegetables that had been sent at her. She slowly blinked before she slowly looked down at tangled mess of hobbits on the ground.

Great...more hobbits for me to look after. Why the hell am I on this quest again? Oh right...because the old man might be the only person able to get me home and back to normal. Her mind bitterly hissed.

"Because you were foolish enough to believe the old wizard. However I believe I should warn you that the farmer or land owner who owns this corn field, is fast approaching with his dog...I believe now would be a good time to run, child. Land owners especially farmers do not take to burglars or tresspassers very well...I know I sure as hell did not take to kindly to them. True I ate most of them...or set them on the fire...but that is besides the point." The voice hissed in hert ear.

Uh huh...right, so tell me why didn't you eat Bilbo upon meeting him, when you obviously had the chance before he made a fool out of you? Hmmm? She taunted back to the voice in her head. The voice did not answer her but Draco bet it was sulking at her words and was most likely pouting.

"Merry? Pippin?" What are you two doing here? Also get off of Mister Frodo!" Sam yelled as he jumped to his feet as he pulled the two hobbits off of Frodo.

"We were uh..." They started as they stood up as Sam helped Frodo to his feet.

"Stealing vegetables from a very upset and angry farmer, like you two did with Gandalf's firework I presume?" Draco asked in a weary tone.

"Not stealing...more like borrowing without permission." the two said.

"That's still called stealing." Draco and Frodo said at the same time.

"You two been stealing out of McGregs' garden again! Are you two suicidal, you do know that he hates hobbits, right!?" Sam yelled as Merry and Pippin shoved the stolen food into his arms.

"Child, remember what I said a few minutes ago to you?" The voice hissed in urgency at her.

Yes, why? She wondered back to the voice.

"I believe, you should be running by now...the farmer and his dog are near, I can smell them." The voice spat at her. Merry and Pippin than piled their stolen vegetables in Sam's arms.

"Uh guys, we should really be going." Draco said quickly before anyone could say anything, just seconds before angry shouting could be heard and the sound of the corn crop rustling towards them. A dog barking and howling was heard as well. The sight of sythe over the head of the corn stalk was enough to make Draco pale at the sight of it. She insteantly bolted at the same time Frodo, Merry and Pippin had taken off running. Sam stood there for a minute holding the stolen vegetables before realization sank in of what just happened. Sam dropped the food and bolted after them.

"Come back here you thieves! When I catch you hobbits, i'm gonna skin ya all alive!" The farmer most likely this McGregs' person screamed.

I'm not a bloody hobbit! Draco snarled in her mind as she ran.

They soon darted under the fence near the edge of the woods, even though Draco had just jumped over the fence like one would do for a high jump, where she landed on her feet and continued running. She was a tiny bit faster than the four hobbits. Into the woods they continued running in fear the farmer and his dog were still behind them. They didn't stop until they were most likey out of breath from running. They all collapsed to the ground breathing hard.

"So...where are you three off to?" Merry asked once he caught his breath. Frodo than informed the two of what was going on, but he did not tell them about the ring. Draco gave Frodo a dark look before suddenly smacking her face at this. Now they had no other choice but to take the two vegetable and firework thieves with them. Draco was not at all amused by this but had no desire to voice her opion on the matter. She was not in the mood for it, also just maybe having two little thieves around wouldn't be too bad. There was safety in numbers, after all.

They soon all caught their breaths as they began walking again. An hour or so latter Draco stopped rather suddenly as a cold chill ran down her spine. When the forest was deadly silent as well as still, something bad had happened or was going to happen there. She remembered the first time she saw someone die with her own eyes. The very old memory came rushing back to her of when she had gone playing in the woods with two of her friends. It was a day before her birthday. They were in the woods playing a harmless game of tag, when the forest became far too quiet and still despite the fact the three young children were playing.

A loud deep snarl was heard making the three fall silent as they stiffened at the sound of the noise. They turned only to see a rather large wolf standing there barring it's fangs. The three kids screamed and took off running as the wolf gave chase. One of her friends tripped over a large tree root allowing the wolf to pounce. The boy's screams as the wolf tore into his fleash was sickening. Draco and her other friend turned in horror as three more wolves arrived. Draco amost ran back to go help him but her other friend gripped her arm and yelled they had to get their parents. By the tiem they got the adults, and the adults arrived to the location. He was dead, torn viciously apart by wolves and they did not even manage to recover all of his body.

"Draco?" Frodo asked when he saw how she just froze in place as though she was in trance. "Draco are you alright?" he asked again at how she tensed as her eyes seemed to be searching the forest for something or for anything. She had turned rather pale all of a sudden.

"The forest is far too silent...way too still...something is not right here...something horrible will happen here." Draco said slowly as her eyes shifted once more as they seemed to glow inhumanly as she now scanning the forest for threats. A heavy fog than seemed to suddenly roll in a unnatural way. Making the forest errie and almost evil in appearance.

"Whoa, what's with your eyes!?" Merry and Pippin yelled in alarm as they took a step back from her.

"We haven't exactly figured that part out yet...however it seems to be something she was born with." Sam said to put their minds at ease along with his own.

"Run...hide...they are coming...they are approaching! Do not stay out in the open, Run, Hide, NOW MOVE!" The voice shouted in her head just as she was shown a frightening image of a dark hooded figure that reminded her of a dementor as it rode on the back a black horse that was fast approaching their location. She shook her head slightly as she felt her heart beat quicken.

"We need to get off this path and hide now!" She yelled in alarm. Frodo looked at her with a worried look. She had not yet regaied the color back to her skin and her eyes were wide with alarm.

"Draco..." Frodo said as he approached her.

"What, why?" Pippin yelled.

The sound of a horse galloping across the ground was heard. It was quickly approaching them. "Maybe that's Gandalf?" Frodo said in a hopeful tone.

"Frodo...that's not Gandalf. It wears too much black." Draco said firmly as a dark figure like the one her mind shown her was coming closer to them. Taking draco's words to heart the four hibbits quickly got off the trail as they followed her. They all took shelter under a large fallen tree. They stayed very quiet as the sound of the horse came to a sudden stop. None of them dared to make a noise or even move. Suddenly long metal claw like fingers slammed down on the wood above them, making them all stiffen as well as hold their breaths in fear as they saw the hooded figure above them. It was peering outwards as though it was searching for something or more importantly someone. It's breath had a strong decaying order to it.

Draco felt the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. No one told her that this world had dementors in it. Out of the corner of her eye she saw how Frodo seemed to be reaching for the ring. Her hand insteantly reached out and covered the ring that hung around his neck, breaking whatever trance it had on Frodo. The being seemed to give out a horrifying scream of rage, before standing straight up and going back to it's horse. The sound of the horse galloping way once more was heard, however the sound of more than one horse was alarming. However none of them dared to go see if the being and his buddies were truly gone from the area yet. She released the ring before she silently reached into her bag as she pulled out the knife. She than counted backwards from ten silently in her head before she suddenly moved foreward. Before the hobbits could stop her she scurried back up the embankment towards the trail. She used caution as she glanced around with her knife tightly clutched in her hand. She kept glancing around frantically as she searched the area. Once she was sure it was safe she silently walked back towards the location where the hobbits were. The threat was gone for the time being but she knew they would return.

The four hobbits sat there in silence, and they were growing concern for the child. She had been gone for a few minutes now. "Maybe we should check on her?" Merry suggested.

"Merry are you nuts, those things most likely already got her!" Pippin yelled.

"I hope she is okay...I promised Gandalf that I would look after her." Frodo said looking in concern. A black shadow than suddenly dropped down in front of them making the four hobbits jump in fright as they nearly screamed in fright. The figure than turned to reveal it was just Draco. "Draco, don't you ever scare us like that again!" Sam scolded her.

"We must travel quickly, before they come back. Also I make no promises that it will not happen again." She said blinking at him.

"What was that thing or things?!" Merry and Pippin demanded as they turned to Face Frodo for answers.

"I-" Frodo started.

"I want to say they were dementors...but something tells me they were not." Draco said sighing.

"What's a dementor?" The four hobbits asked her as Draco hid her knife on her being rather than placing it inside her bag. She still looked rather pale and Frodo hoped she was not sick.

"You don't want to know...and I don't feel like exsplaining it right now. Just know it's a fowl creature of darkness, that can steal people's souls through it's mouth." Draco said as her eyes shifted back to normal.

"Why are they after us though?" Pippin demanded.

"I mean it was just a few Vegetables." Merry said.

"It's a long story...and no this has nothing to do with you two thieves." Draco spat bitterly.

"I'll exsplain it as we run. We have to hurry to the ferry." Frodo said.

"It's also getting late and the sun is beginning to set now." Draco said in a worried tone as she saw how late it had become. She did not wish to think how far she traveled in just a day. They began to run once more. Knowing full well danger was after them and was dangerously close now. The darkness of the forest was not going to help them at all either. It grew dark rather quickly and the only light they had to guide them was the moon light that shone brightly. Also who knew what else could be lerking in the darkness of the forest. The sound of the galloping horses alerted them insteantly at how close the dark riders were to their location.

They ran across a small dock as the ferry was starting to leave, they would have to jump or worse risk taking a swim in the dark cold water. Draco had no intention of doing the later. Who knew what creatures lerked under the surface of the water. She jumped onto the ferry along with the hobbits. They stared behind them and could see the dark figures standing on the dock with their horses. They clearly were not at all happy with them. Draco shuddered at the sight of them. If death had followers these beings would defiantly be them.

The small group sat their on the ferry as it than began to rain. Draco flipped her hood up and grumbled bitterly about the weather. "You're going to get sick..." Frodo said in concern before he gave handed her the spare travel cloak he had with him. "It will keep you a little bit dry." He added.

"I will not get sick...trust me...I got locked out of my house one time during a heavy snow storm...and I was locked out of my house for an hour or two." Draco said softly. It was a true that had happened to her. She doesn't want to tell him that a few days latter did she end up with the flu. However to set his mind at ease she put the cloak on and flipped that hood up over her own hood. She tuned the hobbits out as Frodo finally told Pippin and Merry what was really going on. The two were startled by this but they wanted to help. So there was no way to get rid of them now.

Once the ferry arrived at it's location, the small group of five headed up a trail only to reach the town of bree. They soon reached the pub called the Prancing Pony. Draco stared up at the sighn with a frown on her face. Strider must be inside somewhere. I knew I should have asked for Strider's description. She hissed bitterly.

"So...How do we get the pipsqueak inside, since she's a child?"Merry asked rather suddenly.

"Pipsqueak?!" Draco snarled in rage making Merry jump in fright. "Who the hell are you calling a pipsqueak!?" She snarled in rage as took a step towards him.

"Draco, calm down...you can kill Merry later." Sam said quickly.

"Say what now!?" Merry yelled as Pippin laughed.

"Sounds good to me." Draco said coldly making Merry whimpear at that.

"Interesting...hmmm...I wonder what roasted hobbits tatse like...do they taste like dwarves or more like elves? Hmmmm...we will need Carrots, onions-" The voice in her head growled as he began listing off ingrediants taht they would need to make a Hobbit stew or something. Draco felt her stomache growl at the voice's words, she was becoming hungry.

"I'm sure we can get Draco inside with out any problems also Sam was just joking." Frodo said as he opened the door as they headed inside. Draco followed them and ignored the looks aimed at the small group. She helded the cloak around her tightly refusing to let her hood fall down. However her eyes landed on the figure in the far back of the room. The figure was watching them intently. She held the being's gaze for a moment. Feeling the hair on the back of her neck raise at how he was watching them more intently than the other people in the pub she gave a very low growl. She than let her eyes shift in appearance once more as they glowed inhumanly in warning at the being. Her eyes practically glowed from the shadows revealing the their reptilian appearance very clearly.

The being actually fell off his chair from being so startled, she than looked away quickly as her lips twitched upwards in a evil Cheshire cat like grin as she held back a evil laugh. However just as quickly as that grin had appeared on her face it vanished. She moved with the four hobbits silently. "Can I help you lot?" The owner asked as he stared down at them. The being who fell off his chair cursed under his breath as he quickly got back to his feet and sat back down in his chair to watch the group before him.

To Be Continued...