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Marie tumbled to the ground, the shock from her feet hitting it causing pain to shoot up her legs. She struggled to get to her feet, which now felt as though someone had poked a thousand needles into each leg and a million in each foot. "What a trip!" She exclaimed as those around her moaned in pain. She looked around, Snape had landed face first on the ground, his nose sunk into the wet, soft earth. He grumbled, checked to see if his nose was broken, then leaped to his feet. It took all the self-restraint Marie could muster not to laugh at the indentation he'd left on the ground. It was distinctly nose-shaped and a perfect mold of his beaky nose.

He brushed off his robes and took in a quick glance at their surroundings. And then he gritted his teeth. "I can't believe it." He whirled on her. "You live in the bloody States?!"

"I don't see the problem with that." She said shortly. "I happen to love being an american citizen."

"There's nothing wrong with you being an american or the fact that you live in the States." He said after a deep breath. "I'm just used to Britain is all. It's quite...a shock."

"Where are we?" Asked Pippin. "And what is that?" He pointed at a long strip of asphalt that stretched in two directions and in the middle was a double yellow line.

"That's a road. It's what cars drive on." Answered Marie. She pointed to a small, plain white house on the other side of the road. "That's my home, let's go." As soon as she said that, Legolas bounded across it without thinking. Out of the blue, a green Mazda came speeding down the road, nearly hitting the Elf. Only his lightening-quick reaction time saved his life as he was able to jump back out of the way just before it hit him. "You shall not pass..." Marie smirked. " ..when cars are coming."

So after observing the proper protacol for crossing a road, they reached the door of her home. Marie punched in some numbers and then a disembodied voice spoke out of the security device attatched to the house. [Password?]. It asked.

"Prestadigitation." Marie said clearly and loudly.

[Password accepted. Welcome home *Marie Radcliffe*].

"Thank you MANDI." Marie turned the handle and opened the door. "After you." She let them all inside and shut the door behind them. She smiled at the familiar surroundings. The cherry-wood floors, the small, but modern kitchen, and the smell of her favorite air freshener; Spearmint Mist.

She headed immediatly for her study, which housed her stone-age computer. She pushed the power button on her modem and waited for it to power up. When it finally sputtered on, she clicked on the internet icon that would connect her to the web. She waited and waited. "Dial-up sucks." She said, irritated at the computer's slowness.

"Is it done yet?" Hissed Snape in a panicked voice. "We have five minutes to go before we are done for!" He eyed the clock.

"Time, you devil." Muttered Hatter as he sipped some tea he'd gotten from Marie's stash in her fridge.

Marie typed in as fast as she could and waited for the fanfiction site to show itself on the page. Aragorn bit his lip. "Marie, two minutes left!"

"I know! There's a clock on the computer!"

"Is there anyway this thing can go faster?" Snape slammed his fist down on the table that the computer sat on. The moment he did, the page loaded itself and with only a minute left to spare.

"Hurry, Gandalf!" Gandalf brushed the screen with his staff. A black-as-night portal appeared. They all perpared to jump in, but they had no need for they found it was sucking them in like a black hole. Just as their last seconds counted down, the whole group was sucked into the bowls of the Internet.