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narnia_potter · 04-08-2012, 03:59 AM

Ooooooo!! Great Post Sarah! Loved it!!!
Can't wait to find out why he was smiling.

Have a wondrful, beautiful, amazing Easter!!!
-Rach

XenoLongbottom · 04-08-2012, 01:23 PM

Happy easter everyone!

XenoLongbottom · 04-11-2012, 08:15 PM

Hey! Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 23

Charlie, Tonks, and Jen all sat wide-eyed as I retold my story of what happened in the Forest as we sat in our little corner of the library.

“So, that’s all there is to it?” Charlie said, aghast. “We just have to say a couple of magic words and we’re in? It sounds so easy!”

“I know,” I replied. “Too easy.” I had had my suspicions about this plan, but I was sure it was the only way to get the job done.

“But, what do the words mean?” Tonks asked with great curiosity.

“Well, that’s what I spent my entire night attempting to figure out,” I told them. “After the events, I couldn’t wait. I just had to know.”

They stared at me. I immediately began to feel uncomfortable.

“Well?” Charlie inquired.

“Well what?” I replied back, not knowing what to do.

“What’s the translation?”

“Oh, right! Sorry, it’s just that I’m so tired…” my voice trailed off as I ruffled threw the many books and parchments in my school bag. In between my Charms essay and my definitions for Potions, I found the translation. “Here it is,” I said. I then cleared my throat and began to read;

Hail
Ever is thy sight a joy
Bless your waters
Take me by the sea and stars
To the Gray Havens
Take I, blank, West
Hurry, Hurry
I am a foe of your foes
A friend of your friends
Take me on the long journey
Bless you and thank you”

I finished the chant with a silence to follow. Once again, it seems that whenever I finish a Middle Earth poem, Charlie is the next one to speak. “First of all, do any of your poems rhyme? And second of all, why does it have to be so long? And last of all, why’d you randomly say blank in the middle of the poem? What does that mean?”

I took a deep breath. So many questions, so little time. “Okay, Charlie; first of all, it’s an ancient poem of Middle Earth. Don’t make fun! Second of all, I don’t know why it’s so long. It’s like asking why the sky is blue. And for that final question, the blank you have to put in your species. So he said quessir, the word for elf. You would say Numen, the word for wizard, and I’d have to say manwё-Numen or Hobbit-wizard. Do you understand.”

They all nodded their heads, and I finally said, “The problem is, who’s going to go through the portal and take the Ring to Galadriel?”

They all stared at me, transfixed. Did any of them know? I then turned to Jen. She hadn’t talked the entire time, and at the moment she wasn’t even looking at me. “Jen?” I looked at her, disturbed.

She looked down at me from her chair. Even while she was sitting she was taller than me. “Nothing Bandy, nothing.”

Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, but wanting to know more, I made a note of her odd behavior and stuck it in the back of my head, knowing I’d have to bring it up later.

I turned away from them all at that moment, realizing there was no point to continue and muttered as I walked away with my schoolbag in tow, “We’ll talk about this later.”

XenoLongbottom · 04-16-2012, 09:10 PM

Hey! Hope you all enjoy!:sam:

Chapter 24

In the months that followed we did not make any progress, not that we tried. We all made up excuses to ourselves and to each other like, “Too much homework” or “Gotta study for the finals”, or (this one came from Charlie) “I need to shine my dragon pin.” But none of that stuff was really stopping us. I mean, we were first years. We didn’t have too much homework. And the finals were months away. And Charlie didn’t need that much time to shine his dragon pin, no matter how important it is.

But I think the biggest reason we were stalling so much was the final question that was unanswered: Who would have to go?

But on April 16, that idea swept out of all of our heads, for it was my birthday; my 23rd to be exact.

Now, let me tell you something about Hobbit birthdays. You might find this weird, but instead of getting presents, we give presents. I think it teaches the young Hobbits the beauty of giving at a joyous time as to make it fun.

So, the first birthday present I had ever gotten came from none other than Mrs. Weasley. Before I could find Tonks, Charlie, and Jen in the Great Hall that morning, Bill came upon me.

“Happy birthday Bandy.” He grinned at me while handing me a brown package. “From my mum. She said you might find a hard time find the correct size.”

Confused, I opened the package. I mean, it was pretty difficult for me to find anything in the right size.

And to my surprise and delight, I discovered a pair of hand-knitted socks. They were green and yellow, otherwise known as the best colors in the universe. “Thanks Bill.”

He smiled. “No problem.” He then turned to walk away.

“Wait,” I said to him, quickly taking out a piece of parchment and a quill from my bag.

“What?” he asked.

I quickly wrote it down and handed it to Bill. He examined the paper. “Lembas bread?” he questioned me.

“It’s a good recipe; passed down for generations. I’d think your mum would enjoy making it.”

He smiled. “I’ll be happy to give it to her.” He put the piece of parchment in his pocket. “Again, happy birthday Bandy!”

“Thanks Bill,” I hollered back as he walked back to the Gryffindor table, and I walked towards the Hufflepuff.

It was a Tuesday. I unfortunately had classes, but that was alright. That meant I had time to think about things. After Professor Snape muttered to us all with an evil look, “I suppose you’re dismissed. Don’t forget your essay on moonstones due tomorrow!”, I rolled my eyes at the thought of doing homework on my birthday (I had spent all of last night working on it) and ran out of the classroom, grabbing the gifts for my closest friends.

We had decided to make a mini-party at the library since that was the only place we could really all meet together.

Jen was a genius at baking, and she made a small cake that we could all eat. Best of all, she had discovered a charm that could make the cake invisible, so it would be quite difficult for Madam Pince to catch us eating in the library.

As Jen brought the invisible cake, I could see 12 unlit candles floating on top of what seemed to be thin air. “I thought it would be a kind of obvious if the candles were lit that we had food in here. And by the time Madam Pince comes around, we’ll have the candles by the side of it.”

She set it down on the study table in the corner of the library. “It looks great,” Charlie complimented. He always seemed to be trying to get into her good books these days.

Jen rolled her eyes. “You can’t even see the cake! It’s invisible.”

Charlie’s ears then went red and he began muttering something about thinking that it’ll taste good.

After I pretended to blow out the candles, Tonks just had to ask, “So, what’s it like to be 12.”

I shrugged. You know how your dad will always lie about his age no matter what? Well, I had been doing that all year, and I was getting pretty tired of it. I just had to tell them the truth. “Well, actually, I felt twelve 11 years ago. I just turned twenty-three.” Before they could exclaim their shock I quickly explained, “Hobbits grow half as fast as humans. When I’m 33, it will be as if I’m 18. So I suppose they thought it would be best to put me in late.”

There was dead silence amongst us, until Charlie began to laugh. Soon they all joined in.

“Is there anything you didn’t inherit from Hobbits?” questioned Charlie through chuckles.

I began to laugh too. “Well, I’m tall for my age, and I have don’t have the pointed ears.” I motioned to one of my rounded-human-like ears. This made them laugh even harder.

Finally, when we realized we were getting a good stare-down from the librarian across the room, we grew quiet. Tonks began cutting the cake, and I gave out my gifts to my friends. “You didn’t have to get us anything,” Jen told me with a smile.

“I had to. Its Hobbit tradition,” I replied through mouthfuls of cake.

“You and your Flobbits.” Charlie shook his head sarcastically as he said it. He had finally figured out the name, but now he was just doing that to annoy me. It was working.

Jen opened hers first. I had gone tearing through dozens of catalogues but I had found it. It was a necklace of silver with a shooting star. She smiled with such happiness; I could’ve thought she had just gotten the deed to the universe.

Tonks was thrilled to find a wolf plush toy underneath her wrapping paper. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “How’d you know wolves were my favorite animals?”

I shrugged. I had seen the dozens of doodles she did on her History of Magic notes of the creatures, even though I personally detested them (you could blame the old tales for that).

I decided the best thing to give Charlie was something that had to do with dragons. He got a nice sweatshirt with a blue dragon on it breathing fire. He quickly put it on and examined himself. It fit perfectly.

After many words of thanks, Tonks told me, “Now it’s your turn.” So I got handed a gift from each of my friends. Charlie had gotten me a new schoolbag. It was a magic one with different compartments and would never run out of space. I could fit the entire library in there.

My gift from Jen was a book. Not just any book though. This was the Lord of the Rings trilogy all in one volume, and there were dozens of pictures added in, magically moving! I hugged her after that gift.

Finally came Tonks’ gift. She grinned as I opened it. There, inside it, was a copy of the Ring of Power, with a chain included. I stared at it, entranced. “I got it from a Muggle catalogue. Took me forever to find. Now we could be twins.” She held out the Ring of Galadriel.

As if on cue, Tong-mu came running over to us, panting.

“What’s wrong Tong-mu?” I asked curiously. I was really the only who really knew him, so I thought it’d be best if I asked.

“Did you hear?” Tong-mu asked.

We all shook our heads. If we had to ask what was wrong, of course we hadn’t heard, I couldn’t help thinking.

“Someone has been taken by dementors. They went into the Forbidden Forest.”

As Tong-mu ran away, we knew that our happy hold-off was over. We knew that it was our faults a student was taken, and we had to get him (or her) back. That only left us with one option; we had to go into the Forbidden Forest.

LoonyLupin99 · 04-17-2012, 12:20 AM

Hey! I've been reading, don't worry. You're blending the worlds together so perfectly. And I love that Tonks got a plush wolf... not foreshadowing, or anything, are you?

XenoLongbottom · 04-17-2012, 07:21 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LoonyLupin99

Hey! I've been reading, don't worry. You're blending the worlds together so perfectly. And I love that Tonks got a plush wolf... not foreshadowing, or anything, are you?

No... Why would I ever do that? *voice drips sarcasm* When it comes to Tonks and Lupin, it's always so much fun to foreshadow, right?

narnia_potter · 04-22-2012, 04:35 AM

Hey Sarah! Great 2 posts! I can't wait to see who goes into the forest and who was taken

Loved the plush wolfie for Tonks... perfect

-Rachel

XenoLongbottom · 04-23-2012, 07:43 PM

Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this!

Chapter 25

We knew that we had do go into the Forbidden Forest, but what would we do once we had gotten there was the real question? We could either first find the missing student or should we try to somehow save them from the dementors or should we get rid of the Ring first so maybe the dementors would realize this and leave us alone.

As we were running down the hallways, Charlie and Tonks voted for the latter choice, but Jen and I voted for going to find the student first. I mean, I knew that if we went, it would be me who would have to go, and I just couldn’t face it yet. But I couldn’t help wondering why Jen was siding with me.

Eventually, Tonks explained, “Before I see those awful dementors again, I want this thing off my neck!” She took the chain out and pointed at the Ring to emphasize her point. And finally I decided she was right, and we decided that we would veer in the direction of the fountain as soon as we got to the Forest.

But before anything, we decided it would be best to contact Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster. If anyone could do anything, it would be him. However, when we got to his office, we realized that we needed a password. Without one, nor anyone coming around, we put a note by one of the gargoyles guarding the door and prayed that Professor Dumbledore would find it.

As we walked, my ears were trying to catch any sounds of us being followed. The dementors could be anywhere, along with Lalanos. I looked around; pointing my wand light in all directions, but nothing. Why had no one followed us yet? Three first year wizards with their stomping feet and a half-Hobbit would be sure to attract some attention.

Finally, we made it to the spot. All was quiet. Tonks was shivering behind me. I suppose the old memories were haunting her. With Charlie, I tore back the brush to find the Fountain. It was even more magnificent close up. Charlie whistled in admiration next to me. “That’s a fancy fountain.”
As I attempted to smile at this statement, I turned around to make sure that no one was around.

Nothing.

But I still felt fairly uneasy.

Charlie was still staring, transfixed at the Fountain. “So,” he said rather nervous. “Who’s going?”

This was a question that made us all uncomfortable. But we had to make this decision quick, before Lalanos discovered us and before the student was… I suppose the best word for you is “gone”.

Finally, I stated, “It’s me. It’s gotta be me.” I could feel tears wanting to come up, but I pushed them down. I didn’t want my friends remembering me as a weak baby.

“No Bandy,” said Tonks. “The Ring was given to me for a reason. I’ll take the Ring.”

“But you’re so attached to it already,” I reminded her. Frodo couldn’t even let go of the Ring of Power at Mount Doom. What makes you think you’ll be able to give this to Galadriel?”

“No Bandy, it has to be me,” Tonks repeated again.

We continued to bicker for a long period. But as I told her I had to go, I knew that we were losing time. Was that student dead already? Or perhaps the teachers had already found them. No, nobody knows why or where they could possibly be except us.

But through Tonks’ and my quarrel, I heard Jen’s voice trying to get over ours. “Guys, guys, guys!” she was screaming so loudly, I was positive everything in the forest could hear her.

“What?’ I asked frustrated. One of us had to leave, and soon.

“It’s me.” Jen told us so quietly I could hardly hear her as she stepped forward straight in front of the Fountain.

“What?” Charlie looked abashed. “No Jen, don’t be ridiculous. You couldn’t…”

“Yes Charlie it’s me. Believe me.”

“But Jen,” I tried to remind her. “It has to be a descendant of heroes. I must be the one to go because I’m a descendant of Samwise Gamgee.”

Jen smiled at this. ‘You think there’s not more than one hero?”

Confused, Tonks asked, “So who’s your ancestor?”

Sighing, Jen replied, “Merlin. I’m the last descendant of Merlin.”

Dead silence.

“And not only that, but every one person from every generation of Merlin has won an Order of Merlin. And everyone who wins an Order of Merlin is considered a hero, whether they deserve it or not. So I’m a descendant of heroes, not just a hero.”

“No Jen, it can’t be.” Charlie grabbed for her hand, but quickly pulled away, realizing he didn’t want to get too personal.

“No Charlie believe me, it’s me.” She took his hand, realizing that he had wanted to, but was just too shy to do so.

“No, it’s me. Let me go.” Charlie was staring at her in great sincerity.
She smiled. “That’s sweet. But I have to follow the Prophecy.” She then did something we never expected. She kissed him on the cheek. “Good-bye Charlie.”

She then turned to Tonks. There were tears in poor Tonks’ eyes. “Give me the Ring,” Jen said, trying to hold back tears of her own.

Nodding, Tonks took off the chain around her neck, and put it around Jen’s. But she still held the Ring at the end of the chain lovingly, examining it. And very suddenly, Tonks through her arms around Jen and began crying. Jen held her too, and said, “It’s meant to be this way. History couldn’t repeat itself.” This made Tonks cry harder. “Good-bye Tonks.”

Finally, Tonks let go, and Jen came to me. “It was nice knowing you Bandy.” She too gave me a hug, and went back to her place in front of the Fountain.

“What’s the spell?” she questioned me, trying not to look at us.

I quickly handed her the piece of parchment, and she began speaking in Elvish.

As the portal was created, with its blues and whites swirling, Jen allowed herself one last fleeting look at all of us, took a deep breath, and walked through the portal. And as quick as one could disappear, she was gone.

Silence.

XenoLongbottom · 05-03-2012, 07:02 PM

Hey! Hope you like! :rosie:

Chapter 26

Now I let the tears fall. Our friend, Jen, gone. What was to become of her? And most importantly, would she ever come back?

I looked at my friends through my blurred vision, and saw Tonks was silently sobbing, and Charlie was in a state of shock, touching the place on his cheek where she had kissed him.

Clearing my eyes and attempting to make them as dry as possible, I realized that I had to take charge of the quartet-gone-trio. “Come on you guys,” I say to them in a hoarse voice. “Even though we don’t have the Ring, the dementors are still holding that student.”

Tonks silently nodded and began walking away from the Fountain, as if wanting to get as far away from it as possible. But Charlie stayed put, still staring at the Fountain.

“Charlie, come on,” I tell him as I’m walking away from the hollow. Realizing he can’t hear me, I repeated myself again, attempting to grab his hand. “Charlie come on.” But he quickly moved his hand, and had a look of fury in his face.

“I can’t believe you allowed her to go! She didn’t have to go! She didn’t have to!” And with that he broke down in tears. “And now she’s gone.”
I reached my hand up to rub his back, and this time he allowed me to touch him. “Charlie, I realize it’s painful, but we have to go. If we don’t stop Lalanos, then there was absolutely no point to Jen leaving.”

After many moments, Charlie stood up, and now it seemed that he felt he was in charge. “Come on you guys,” he said as he took Tonks’ hand. “Let’s kick some elf butt.”

At this Tonks laughed, and I was glad to see my two friends back to normal, or as normal as possible.

We wandered through the woods for a long time. And my mind went back to the note that we had left behind. Wouldn’t Dumbledore have found it by now?

But as I was looking at a very gnarled and odd looking tree, Charlie hit me on the arm. About to yell at him for hitting me, I discovered the reason behind the blow. The world had suddenly gone cold, and the leaves on the ground were beginning to cover with frost. I could just make out a dark figure hovering through the woods. A dementor.

As quietly as we could, we followed it, hiding behind trees and bushes as we went through the forest.

And then we came to a new hollow that none of us had seen before. My breath froze as soon as we had reached the closest tree to it. Hundreds of dementors, all crowding around an elf-lord, the one I knew to be Lalanos.

I searched for the missing student, and my heart stopped when I saw who was in the clutches of a dementor. Heather Finnigan; the kind, intelligent (and I suppose I have to say pretty) Ravenclaw who was in Herbology with us. Her auburn hair was lying over her ever-more paling face, and she seemed to be unconscious. Or at least I was praying that she was just unconscious.

“Where are they?” Lalanos whispered to himself. “They should be here any minute.”

Taking a deep breath, I walked out from behind the tree, and Charlie and Tonks quickly followed.

When Lalanos saw us, his eyes widened and then a sly smile came upon his face. “Aww… welcome young wizards and hobbit. I see you’ve come for someone.”

He gestured toward Heather and anger began bubbling inside me. “Let her go,” I told him, defiant.

His smirk grew ever wider. “Of course, if you give me the Ring, everything will go back to the way it was.” He held out his hand to us, as if waiting for us to drop it in it.

We said nothing. Him believing we had the Ring was the only way we were staying alive at this moment.

But then, I could see realization dawning on him, “Where’s the fourth one? Where’s the blond wizard that the ginger fancied.”

I looked at Charlie. The fury was obvious on his face.

Then Lalanos turned to Tonks. “Where’s the Ring, girl? Where’s the Ring?”

Tonks was the one who took the next step forward. The defiance in her eyes showed me that the Ring’s power had officially left her. She was no longer afraid of this elf. The old Tonks was back. “It’s in a place you’ll never find it.”
Lalanos stepped back, abashed. “Oh no,” he continued to mutter under his breath. “Oh no. Galadriel will murder me if she finds out who took it.”

He then looked urgently at the dementors. “Finish them off for me. I’ve gotta get that little brat with the Ring.”

He was about to make his way around us when Charlie extended his wand and quickly stepped in front of him. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Lalanos grinned ruthlessly. “Bring it on, Lover boy.”

That’s when Charlie let out every spell his first-year mind would know, and Lalanos quickly defended himself by causing a protective shield to surround him. Charlie might not have been beating him, but he was slowing him down.

As we watched them battle, Lalanos screamed from behind his shield, I suppose it was pointed toward the dementors. “Well don’t just stand there! Get them!”

The descendants of the Ringwraiths quickly came upon us, discarding Heather on the way. Tonks and I were trying to stop them, but our small collection of spells was no match for them.

They quickly got a hold of us, and I felt a sinking feeling, as if I’d never be happy again. All of the cheerful memories of my life were gone. And now the memories I had put in the back of my mind were groping up to the front. The long and cold winter when we were low on food in the mountains; the time when Rosie had broken her ankle when it was just the two of us; finding out about my grandfather; and a new one, Jen saying her last good-byes.

And then, I felt a jolt in my naval, as if I had been electrocuted, and then I felt like I was floating.

The next thing I know, I could see something that stunned me. The dementors surrounding me were no longer dark and daunting. They were beautiful, men and women, hovering like angels above me. My heart stopped to see the forms of Charlie, Tonks, Lalanos, and Heather now cloaked and horrifying; attacking each other, fighting off the angels, and lying face flat on the ground. And the most terrible thing was when I turned my eyes downward to find my own body below me, lifeless. To keep away from the horror, I turned to the dementors who were now supposedly angels. But for some reason, they too were horrifying. They were so beautiful that they were haunting, but I was incapable of looking away. But as a beautiful woman dementor came down upon, I looked transfixed at her mouth. And within it was something I never imagined. The rolling hills and hobbit holes of the Shire appeared.

And at that moment, I welcomed the Shire, and I was fully prepared to go to the Hobbit’s Garden of Eden.

But then from behind the angel came a beautiful phoenix, a doe, and a majestic eagle of shining colors.

And everything was gone.

narnia_potter · 05-03-2012, 11:21 PM

Sorry I haven't replied!! But you know my reasons

These posts are fantastic! I loved them, Sarah!

Charlie and Jen.... Oh so cute

loved. And she's what?! Descended from Merlin?! Merlin that's crazy!

Finally the two kind of owned up to them liking each other

Loved the "let's kick some elf butt" sounds like something Fred or Geroge would say... loved

I'll just say I loved all of it

-Rachel

XenoLongbottom · 05-08-2012, 07:11 PM

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 27

I squinted as sunshine fell on me as I opened my eyes. I half expected to find myself looking out into the Shire, but found the Infirmary of Hogwarts instead. This I could definitely say was a let down.

I sighed. I was so close! But I suppose I was back where I belonged. Besides, Jen had told me that it was the worst fate to be kissed by a dementor. And then the old wound struck again with a sharp pain. Jen was gone! Such a good friend like her doesn’t appear all the time. But I suppose Charlie was feeling worse than I was. I mean, he was the one who liked her.

Speaking of Charlie, I found him sitting in the bed next to me, reading a book. I peered down to look at the cover to find it was The Tales of Beedle the Bard. As soon as he saw my head move, he gave me a wide smile and said, “Welcome back to life Bandy.” He patted me on the back from his bed (which was kind of a stretch) and put his book down to talk to me.

I looked around the room, and noticed Heather Finnigan, who was groaning, in the bed next to me, but no Tonks. “Where’s Tonks?” I questioned Charlie.

“Well, she didn’t get it as bad s the rest of us, and plus, I think the health given to her after losing the Ring helped her a bit.” His smile faded a little after mentioning the Ring, because we both knew where it was.

But before I could say anything else, Tonks ran into the Infirmary, and threw her arms around me. “Thank God!” she cried.

I could feel myself going purple as her arms crushed my windpipe. “Can’t… breathe…. Tonks… let… go…”

She finally released me and said, ‘I’m sorry. It’s just… we weren’t so sure. You know, after…” Her voice trailed off, and I could tell there was something I should know, and they just weren’t telling me.

“What happened anyway?” I questioned them.

They both looked uncomfortable and Tonks began rubbing her arm. “Well, what do you remember?” she asked.

So then I explain to her seeing Charlie amazingly fighting Lalanos, Tonks and I trying to defend the Ringwraiths, and then I most reluctantly told them about the dark figures turning into angels and… the darkness.

“Oh, so that’s what you saw!” said Charlie, astonished.

“Why, what did you see?”

At this Charlie scratched his head. “Well… I can’t really explain very well. I really wasn’t paying attention.”

I could easily understand this, as he was battling an elf-lord while everything was happening. That’s why Tonks tried to explain. “Well, while Charlie was amazingly fighting Lalanos…”

“I wasn’t that good,” Charlie said with fake modesty.

“You were fantastic,” she told him, before going back to her story. “Well, I don’t know why I sustained longer than you. Perhaps my memories are a bit more happy, or maybe because I got a boost of energy after losing the Ring. I don’t know, but, we were trying to fight him, but then you became unconscious. I could tell you were still alive by your shallow breathing. But then, your heart stopped, and I nearly began to cry, but the next thing I saw was a small blue floating orb coming from your mouth, coming towards the dementors. I think it was your soul.”

Dead silence filled the room. For that time I was soulless? A chill went through my body before I asked the next fatal question. “So, how’d we get out of it?”

Charlie took this question. “It was amazing. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see you with your… your soul coming out. And of course I was terrified. And then, I saw Professor Dumbledore, Snape, and Ports appear in the woods, and they all screamed ‘Execto Patronum’ and a different kind of animal came out of each of their wands, and the dementors just went away. It was bloody brilliant!”

He said this last sentence so loud, Madam Pomfrey from the other side of the room gave him a disapproving scowl.

It was all making sense now. Dumbledore must’ve found the note we left behind, and because of it we were saved! Thank Gandalf we remembered to leave that note. But then I thought of something. “What happened to Lalanos?”

That’s when Charlie’s face fell and I could see the scarlet turning up in his ears. He mumbled something under his breath that I couldn’t hear, so I asked him to repeat himself.

“I LOST HIM!!!!! I LOST CONCENTRATION WHEN THE PROFESSORS CAME, AND HE GOT PAST ME AND WENT TO THE HOLLOW!!! AND NOW…and now…” he took a breath as if he had just come up from being under water for too long. “He’s after Jen. Now she’s in so much danger.” At this last phrase, he lets out something in between a wretch and a cough.

Immediately, Tonks went over to him and hugged him with all her might, and I went to join her. We, back down to a trio, were mourning for our friend.

And I had never felt better.

narnia_potter · 05-10-2012, 01:38 AM

Wow! Great Sarah!
Bandy? Soulless for a moment?! Freaky!
Oh no, poor Jen!
I can't wait for more!
-Rachel

XenoLongbottom · 05-13-2012, 06:30 PM

Chapter 28

When I was well enough to be out the infirmary, Charlie, Tonks, and I were called down to Dumbledore’s office. Heather was still no better.

It was quite a surprise to be sent to the Headmaster’s office. What would he say? Would he be upset? Would we be punished? Would we be expelled? I couldn’t imagine having to leave here and never become a true wizard. I wouldn’t be able to bear it.

All of this was running through my mind, and surely Tonks’ and Charlie’s minds as well, when Tonks knocked on the door and we were told to enter.

When I walked into Dumbledore’s office, I saw magic that I could’ve never imagined. There were many paintings surrounding the walls of elderly wizards and witches sleeping, many silver whirling objects in the corner, and the most beautiful thing of all, a red fiery bird. It was just like the one that saved me from the dementors.

“Good afternoon children,” he said very calmly to us. Like before, Dumbledore looked just like Gandalf. The only difference between the two was that there was much more patience in his blue eyes than Gandalf’s gray.

After we all chorused back “Good morning” to him, he smiled at us.

“I thought I was the one supposed to be teaching you, but it seems to be the opposite. All three of you; Miss Tonks, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Gardner; have made me realize that the dementors are not to be trusted. That they can change whims as soon as the wind blows. You have also taught me of another branch of magic and species that I have never heard of before. Of elves and Ringwraiths, and magic Rings.”

“How did you figure that out sir?” I had to ask.

“I must admit, Mr. Gardner, that I discovered while I visited you in the Infirmary that you talk in your sleep.”

“Oh.”

“Finally,” he continued, “you have taught me that children are more than expected, and that they can do anything with the combination of knowledge and bravery. And I thank you.”

We were all scarlet at that point. “Thank you sir,” I muttered.

“And as for your reward,” he said with a grin, “for all the years you are here, Gryffindor will get an extra 100 points at the beginning of the year, and for Hufflepuff an extra 200.”

“Thank you sir,” we all said together, much more ecstatic.

“But what about Jen sir?” Charlie asked cautiously. “I mean, she’s the bravest of all of us, perhaps the bravest Slytherin ever.” Tonks and I nod in agreement.

“I was just getting to that Mr. Weasley. I know how important that subject is to you.” At that point, Charlie was even more red than usual. “I have thought of Miss Kulwiak since that night in the forest, and we do not know when she’s coming back. We don’t know how long her quest will take nor the time difference between here and the Undying Lands. 50 years there might be a day here, or vice versa. But when she does get back, I promise you she will receive an Order of Merlin Second Class, First Class if I can scrape it. Does that suit you Mr. Weasley?”

“Yes sir, thank you sir.”

I was surprised, yet happy. The last descendant of Merlin receiving his own medal of honor, just like she was meant to. And this time, unlike some of her ancestors, she deserved it.

“Have a good summer my students,” he called out to us as we left.

“You too sir,” I murmured as I closed the door behind us.

narnia_potter · 05-14-2012, 10:54 PM

Awesome Sarah!
Ummmm... what do you mean by "I have thought Miss Kulwiak. . ."?
I did not understand.
Aww yay!! She definietely deserves it

-Rach

XenoLongbottom · 05-15-2012, 07:01 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by narnia_potter

Awesome Sarah!
Ummmm... what do you mean by "I have thought Miss Kulwiak. . ."?
I did not understand.
Aww yay!! She definietely deserves it

-Rach

Oh sorry about that!

I meant " I have thought of Miss Kulwiak".
Sorry if I confused you. I fixed it.

narnia_potter · 05-18-2012, 03:54 AM

That makes more sense now, thanks!

-Rach

XenoLongbottom · 05-18-2012, 11:03 PM

I know it's short, but it's kind of just some fluff! Hope you enjoy! :rosie:

Chapter 29

Weeks went by since I went to the meeting with Dumbledore. It was late May, and school was to be out soon. I had spent most of the time in the Infirmary. And according to my teachers, I was lucky to make it out just in time to take my exams. What luck I have.

It was strange in some of the exams. Charms was the worst though. The exam itself was easy, it’s just that, I would usually be sitting next to Jen, and now she was gone. It was a sad thought. But I knew she was somewhere, and most certainly alive. Oh gosh, I pray that she’s alive!

Finally, after my last exam, Transfiguration, I walked out of the classroom with Charlie, since Tonks had run ahead because she really had to go to the bathroom, and found who else but Heather Finnigan, fresh out of the infirmary. She still looked a little weak, but her teachers today still made her take their exams. I hadn’t talked to her in ages, but her auburn hair was still shiny, and she was still smiling.

“Hey Bandy,” she greeted me. I looked up at her, smiled back, and said, “Great to see you out of the Infirmary. Feeling better?”

“Better than I did when I came in,” she said with laughter in her voice. “But I’m still a bit dizzy.”

I grinned more, not too sure what to say back to her. She saved me though by saying, “Oh, by the way, Professor Ports wants to see you in his office.”

“Okay,” I replied, wondering what on Earth he could possibly want. “I’ll be sure to get to him. Thanks!”

As walked past her to say good-bye to her, she said, “Wait.” I turned around to see what else she wanted to tell me, when she kneeled down to hug me. “Thanks for saving me in the Forest.” I could feel my face burning as I was in her arms. It wasn’t like a hug from Tonks or Rosie, which made you turn blue; or like a hug from Dad or Charlie, which was a gentle man/Hobbit hug. This was different. As soon as I felt less stiff in her arms, she let go. With that, she walked away, leaving me speechless.

I turned around to see Charlie holding back laughter. I had forgotten he was even there. Now that I think about it, Heather did too. “What?” I asked defensively.

“Nothing,” he said to airily. “You’re face is just beet red.”

“No it’s not,” I argued, wiping my face as if it could take the color out of it.

Charlie shrugged his shoulders, and said, “So, tell me what happens with Professor Ports later, okay?”

I only nodded, and walked down the stairs. As I strolled ever so closer to Professor Ports’ office, I couldn’t help thinking who I had sounded like back there; Charlie when he was questioned about Jen.

narnia_potter · 05-19-2012, 12:07 AM

Awww! Looks like Bandy's found himself a persoon to crush on!! Adorable

Great job Sarah!
-Rachel

XenoLongbottom · 05-20-2012, 07:22 PM

I know it's kind of fast, but second to last chapter! Hope you like! :sam:

Chapter 30

My palms went sweaty as I walked down the hallway. Why would Professor Ports want to see me? If he had to see anyone, it should’ve been Tonks. I mean, he’s the one who gave the Ring to her and gotten us into this mess. And now that I think about it, why would I even want to see him?

But before I could stop my feet and turn around to the Common Room, Professor Ports came right down the hallway. “Aww… Mr. Gardner. I’ve been meaning to speak to you.”

Sighing, and realizing there was no escape, I followed silently.

I didn’t even notice we were there when Professor Ports opened the door to his office.

He sat me down.

I looked at him.

What did he want?

And the answer to my question surprised me. “I’m sorry for all the trouble I gave you Mr. Gardner.”

My mouth slightly hung open. Sorry? And after all that he put us through, I was supposed to just forgive him?

“Why’d you do it?” I asked with my head down.

His sad black eyes attempted to bore into mine, but I refused to look at my grandfather. Finally, he stated, “I was scared. I discovered it in the Forest while I was taking a walk. I was trying to find some bowtruckles for the sixth year lesson. And I came upon it, and at first I was enchanted. It glowed with power. But then, after months of holding it, the exhilaration turned to terror. Simple men like me can’t hold such power Mr. Gardner.”

“So you plant it on an eleven year old girl!?!” I was seething. How could he be so heartless?

But he just replied very calmly, and I could see a bit of shame in those eyes. “Yes. I know I was a fool. Tell your friend, Nymphadora, that I’m so sorry. And I hope she forgives me.”

I couldn’t believe this. He was asking me to pass on the message? “Why don’t you tell her yourself?” I said with as much of an even voice as possible.

At this, he took a deep breath, and answered, “Well… let’s say I won’t be at the school much longer.” He then gestured around the room, and I realized something I hadn’t before. In the corner laid a suitcase; and the pictures on his desk, including the one of my mother, were gone.

I almost choked when I said this, “You got fired?”

He smiled bitterly. “Yes. I suppose after putting a student in danger, you don’t get a chance to redeem yourself. So if you could pass on the message, that’d be…”

At that moment, I exploded. “YOU COWARD! TELL HER YOURSELF! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!”

And I raced out of the room, but not before saying one more thing just out of spite. “And you’re right. Your daughter could be dead for all you know. Well, she is, from giving birth to ME!” And with that last syllable I slammed the door with such force I could feel the whole castle shake. Tears were coming to my eyes. How could this be happening? That jerk. Coward. My own grandfather is probably the worst person I had ever met, and now he knows the truth about our relation.

As I neared the Common Room, I got a shock as Professor Ports appeared from behind a corner. It seemed that perhaps he knew more secret passageways than I could ever imagine. “Bandobras…” for the first time he had called by my first name. A sign of weakness, I thought. But I kept this to myself and allowed him to speak. “Bandobras, I am so sorry. Please… understand.”

And as I stared into his eyes, begging for mercy from his only and newly-found grandson, my heart broke. He is just a very confused old man who needs love in his lonely world. But I couldn’t show my own weaknesses. “I can never forgive you for what you did to Tonks…” But I paused for a moment, changing my course of words. “But I can forgive you for being such a terrible grandfather.”

With that, the old man burst into tears and embraced me very tightly. I found a way to make my compassion show more than my disgust. I let him cry on me for a long time, before I finally told him to let go. Still with tears in his eyes, he asked me to write to him, and I told him I would. Finally, he slowly walked back to his office to finish packing, and I returned to the Common Room to do the same. I had a lot of stuff, and only two weeks to pack it all!

narnia_potter · 05-20-2012, 11:54 PM

Wow! Just wow!
I can't believe this was second to last post!

Great job Sarah

-Rachel

XenoLongbottom · 05-23-2012, 07:55 PM

Thank you everyone for following Bandy all the way through! It means so much to me. I have been very happy over these 8 months to entertain you with a spin-off of both Tolkien and Rowling's fandoms. And I am happy to finish this fan-fiction on my birthday!

You are all amazing! Therefore, I will give you Frodo, Sam, Rosie, Smeagol/Gollum, and of course, the Ring.

:sam::rosie::gollum:

Epilogue

We were on the train back home. Tonks was sitting next to me, and Charlie was across from us, eating a Chocolate Frog. He hadn’t been the same since Jen left, but he was getting better. He would never be quite the same, but he just had to grow up faster than the rest of us I suppose.

Tonks was much better since the Ring was taken off her, even though she seemed to be a whole lot clumsier. Perhaps a side effect, but hopefully it would go away.

We had just said a very sorrowful good-bye to Hagrid, and before I got on the train, Professor Ports appeared at the station to give me something; the picture of my mother. Trying to half-smile, I said thank you, and walked onto the train.

At that moment, the picture was still in my hand, when Tonks said looking away from the window, “What a year right?”

I smiled at my two best friends, petted Gwaihir on the beak, and looked back on the year myself. From the Ring, to Jen, to the discovery of my grandfather, it was a strange year.

And how could there possibly be a more adventurous one?

THE END

God bless all of you and keep you safe throughout the journey we call life!

narnia_potter · 05-25-2012, 11:56 PM

Awwww! Noooo!! I don't want Bandy to end!
..... back on actual topic,......
Very good ending! Great closure! It provides a good close

-Rachel

LoonyLupin99 · 05-26-2012, 12:52 AM

Cheers!!! Thanks for showing us what would happen if a Hobbit came to Hogwarts. Bandy's one of a kind

Lady Mouldywart · 06-13-2012, 04:49 PM

I finally caught up! That was a great read! I'm still curious about what happened to Jen, but I also love all the little things you did like foreshadowing Tonks/Lupin when Bandy gave her the wolf plushie, or when she became clumsier after taking off the ring...anyway, great job on this crossover, Sar! It's difficult writing two fandoms at once, but you did a wonderful job of it

Can't wait to read more stories!

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