A/N: WHAT IS WITH THIS!
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Oh warning here on I'm not going to stick to /all/ of the script lines form movie or books Harry's presence might shake things up a bit…. :3 (- Yay for evil faces!)
LET CHAPTER TWO BEGIN!
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"Put it out you fools!"
Frodo's, for Harry had found out 'child's' name just a second ago thanks to Sam, cry had him to his feet as he sensed something was utterly wrong here. The fire was out with a long hiss, but by looking over the hill, he knew they were not alone.
Black Riders made their way towards the ruins, and the very presence sent Harry's body cold to the bone. A pain to his forehead that had only once been caused by Voldemort now was throbbing anew once more. He could sense the panic of the others as well as they backed up drawing on the swords given to them by the man before he left, he felt a growl come to his throat.
Where the hell was his wand in this one time of need!
They were surrounded, dodging, biting, growling, yelling, and the clash of metal against metal became one noise as everything became a blur in the fight. Harry remembered biting down on one black rider only to jump back in repulsion, his teeth had hit, not blood-nor healthy skin, but bone and rotting skin that left a horrid taste in his mouth. It only seemed to keep the rider distracted for a second, before they came back with a vengeance and the young wizard blinked to see a fresh wound to his torso as he backed away. There was no time to nurse injuries now, and so he fell back with Merry, Pippin, and Sam… no wait! Where did that leave Frodo? His eyes became frantic before he caught the sight of the blacked haired boy laying on the ground, finger almost on a golden ring that had Harry cringing as he suddenly vanished before his eyes, and yet now all the black beings were centering on that spot that Frodo had just been in….. Until the first of them plunged its blade into-air!
There was a cry of agony, and a battle like yell as the man from hours before came rushing to the scene a sword in one hand and a torch in the other. Blood dripped into Harry's eyes as he stumbled on the scene, and the black beings ran away fire nipping at their heels. He had a feeling that those- things would be back, however.
"Mr. Frodo!"
Sam's cry had Harry's attention back to the current situation, and an injured Mr. Frodo met his eyes.
"We must get him to the elves, his injury is beyond my care."
"The dog is injured as well!" Merry exclaimed loudly for all to hear.
"Dog?" The man's head swiveled to where Harry stood unsteady behind them. The man's hand went to his sword, and he could only guess that the man intended to harm him as he let out a growl.
"Strider stop!" Pippin cried out, "The dog means no harm!"
The sword was lowered, but only slightly as 'Strider' frowned. "Let us leave this place, they will be back… and with allies."
Strider scooped up the injured Frodo in his arms and began to descend from the hill, and to Harry's much discontent, he was picked up by the ever determined Pippin, who didn't pick up on his glare, this was in fact more embarrassing than annoying for the teenager.
He hardly remembered being put down when they finally stopped in the woods, Frodo was being attended to by Strider… he himself was being bandaged up to the best of Pippin's abilities, and the sacrifice of a jacket from Frodo's bag. Pippin would mutter things to him every once in a while, but he couldn't understand, his vision was fading as he was slowly falling into a familiar darkness.
And yet there was light.
"A ranger caught off his guard?"
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Pippin was distracted from his self imposed job of tending to the black dog's injuries, by the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.
"It's an elf." Sam murmured in awe to the nodding of Pippin and Merry.
Strider had fallen into conversation with the maiden almost immediately, though it was not in the common tongue they had learned since they were young. No, this language was melodic, almost a song and Pippin found himself caught up in the majestic words and phrases until he found Frodo being placed on top of the elf's white horse.
"What are you doing!" Sam cried out, this received no answer, however, as Strider and the woman spoke and parted leaving the company alone once more.
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Harry groaned as his eyes opened slowly, his green eyes met the sight of a ceiling, which was the first shock. Blinking, though not quite focused yet, he let a hand slide to his forehead that still dimly throbbed…Wait-hand?
He was brought fully awake to the fact that he was no longer in his animagus form, and to his further surprise someone had clothed him in a loose cotton shirt that fell past his knees and matching pants. His squirmed under the covers, causing pain to run along his torso and his face contorted in agony.
"Moving will only cause the wound to reopen." Harry blinked to the older voice and found himself staring at an elderly man that reminded him, with a pang of sadness, of the late Dumbledore-he had to catch himself from saying said name aloud.
"And so you're awake, young lad you have caused quite a shock to the healers here in Rivendel-"
"Rivendel?" Harry inquired confusion crossing his face.
"Yes, yes my boy the last homely house of the elves," The man answered. "Hmmm maybe you hit your head to go along with that gash?" He murmured under his breath.
"Who are you?" Harry's paranoia came back into existence in full force now.
"I am Gandalf, Gandalf the Grey, and one might want to know who you are as well young skin changer." Gandalf replied leaning forward on his wooden staff.
Skin changer? Harry was left in more confusion then ever as he raised an eyebrow at the two words. "Harry…" He answered, deliberately leaving out his last name. He didn't want to attract attention, already it seemed as they did not know who he was as his animagus form would be known to anyone within the wizarding world…. Hermione had 'persuaded' him to register with the Ministry of Magic as soon as he had acquired it much to his annoyance. He knew however that she was only trying to keep him out of further trouble after the war had ended. They all had just wanted life to go back to normal- as much as said life could when Harry was even more famous then before.
"Harî?" Gandalf seemed to be contemplating the subject. "As the elves would say, the stars shine on our meeting." The older man's eyes went to the door way of the room, "I do believe you have company Harî." He continued chuckling. "You have intrigued the hobbits as it may seem."
Harry blinked letting his gaze follow Gandalf's to see two pairs of eyes belonging to none other than Pippin and Merry in the flesh. Noticing his gaze on them, they gasped before entering.
"You-You were a dog yesterday!" Pippin blurted out.
"And….And now you are a man?" Merry continued.
"So which are you man or dog?" The inquired simultaneously, now sitting on the large bed with curious eyes on Harry alone.
"Er… human…." Harry replied hesitantly.
Wide grins fell on the two hobbit's faces and Harry was soon subject to multiple questions including how old he was, where he was from (which he wasn't able to answer and thankfully they were quick to ask the next question), how he was able to transform into a large dog (in which Gandalf corrected for them was a wolf), before they began tugging on his hands wanting to show him the wonders of Rivendel that they themselves had been enjoying since they got there…. Well after they made sure that Frodo was alright and got over the shock of seeing a wolf turn into a naked human. Pippin did not hold back how many gasping elf maidens had to be ushered out of the room from the sight.
A/N: Ok yes, I could not help putting the gasping elf maidens in there, it was much laughing upon my part and if Harry Potter was reading this he would most likely be blushing all over again. :3 I hope I got Gandalf fairly well… and well Pippin and Merry on that matter for they are some of my favorite characters…. They are too cute!
Well that would be all from me today, I'll update soon I promise and I'm sorry for procrastinating Times Have Changed, I'll get to that when I can… and when I don't have such a writer's block for it!
I'll let Pippin do the honors today….
Pippin: Read and review of no cookies for you!
-Wolfie, aka GreenRider-Inheritance-fanatic