Frodo, Bill, Voldemort and the Ring of Power on the London Underground

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Previous knowledge needed:

1. Harry Potter

2. Lord of the Rings

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One day, as Ron was walking to his potions class, he saw a very strange sight. Professor Quirrel was walking across the corridor! "Quirrel!" Ron said in surprise. "I thought you were dead!"

"Well, when Voldemort left me, I was as good as dead." Quirrel smirked, "but your friend Hermione Granger revived me, although she didn't know it, I had hidden my remaining life force in her favorite book, Hogwarts a History, and every time she read its dusty pages, I gained more life. But why am I wasting my time?" Quirrel laughed menacingly. "I want revenge! Where is the ring of power?"

"You will never get it!" Frodo yelled into the palantir. "Sam, HELP!" Sam kicked the heavy round stone out of Frodo's hands.

"He must never get the ring!" shouted Dumbledore.

"Yes," Frodo gasped, "he killed my mom and dad by drowning them!" He felt the scar on his leg, a perfect map of the London underground.

"I will need to use this scar map." Dumbledore said, grabbing a broomstick and setting off. He didn't know how to catch Voldemort, but he knew he would have only one choice, The London Underground!

Frodo galloped though the toll booth on his pony dropping in a few coins as he passed by. He needed to find Voldemort and stop him before the ring of power fell into his hands! The London Underground was crowded and smelly, and Frodo felt a bit out of place being the only one on the subway with a pony.

He constantly referred to his scar for direction while traveling the dark tunnels. "I wish you weren't a pony Bill, and then I wouldn't feel so foolish" said Frodo sadly.

"Oh, but I'm not," the pony replied. Suddenly Frodo found himself not next to his pony Bill, but a long red haired young man with a wand. The man with the long hair was called Bill, just like his pony. "Bill," Frodo said, "You must help me destroy the ring of power!"

"Who are you?" asked Bill. "Who has the ring of power? I'll help you in any way I can."

"Voldemort could!" Frodo cried. "He gets it, and BOOM! No more of both of our worlds." The two crusaders rode the subway until they saw a pair of red eyes.

"Jump!" cried Frodo, and they tumbled out of the train. A wrestling match began, Bill and Voldemort trying to grab the ring of power, Frodo sitting on the side, whimpering.

Suddenly he had an idea! He pulled out his sword Sting, and took off Voldemort's head with one large brave hobbit swipe. Bill pulled his wand off the ground and shot flames at the ring, melting and destroying it for good.

Wow, were you able to follow that? We never knew Frodo had a scar of the London Underground on his leg, but there you go. PLEASE REVIEW!