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'Thoughts'

Parseltongue

(With Frodo and Sam)

Frodo and Sam made their way up a hill. They stopped when they had come to the top. The two hobbits looked at the ominous cloud of smoke and fire.

"Mordor." Frodo breathed out shakily. "I hope the others find a safer route."

"Aragorn will take care of them." Sam assured him.

"Hmm." His friend stared at him. "We may never see them again."

"But we may." He said, his tone filled with hope.

"I'm glad you're with me." The dark haired hobbit said with a smile.

"Me too Frodo, me too." He smiled back.

Frodo started walking forward. Sam stared at him for a moment before following. The two climb down a rocky slope. They made their way to the lair of the enemy, to Mordor.

(With Merry and Pippin)

The two hobbits were tied up. Each was being carried on the shoulder of an orc. They stayed silent and didn't struggle. They had hoped that by doing so they wouldn't be hurt. They were terrified out of their minds. Both assumed that Boromir had been killed and they had no idea what was happening with the others. They could only hope and pray that they were safe.

'I hope we make it out alive.' Merry thought.

'I hope they don't eat us.' Pippin thought. 'Please, someone, save us.' He pleaded.

The orc continued to run. They hoped the halflings had the ring. They had gone through so much trouble and it would be upsetting if they didn't. Either way they hoped Sarumon would let them eat the hobbits. It had been a while since they had a decent thing to eat and the halflings looked and smelled delicious.

(With Harry and the others)

Harry followed the group back to where Boromir had last seen the two kidnapped hobbits. Once their Aragorn got to work and began tracking them. His time as a Ranger made him excel at tracking. The dark haired man was going to find them and he prayed they found them alive.

The wizard noticed the red haired man's upset look. He seemed to be guilty over something. Harry silently cursed his bleeding heart as he ran up next to Boromir.

"So I know that I'm new and not trusted yet but I can tell something is bothering you." He said. "I'm a great listener if you want to talk about it."

The man looked thoughtful for a moment. "Remember when I told you about the ring?" He asked.

"Yes." He nodded.

"When I am close to it, it speaks to me. It… I…." He trailed off.

"Can't resist it's lure." Harry helped.

"Yes. How did you know?" He asked as he shot the wizard a curious look.

"I've dealt with something similar. In my world there is something we call a horcrux. It is a piece of a person's soul in an object or living thing. If they die they can use the horcrux to come back." He told him.

The others had been listening in. All of them looked at the green eyed man in shock when they heard that.

"You're right. That does sound similar." Boromir swallowed. 'I'm glad he is with us. He seems to have experience which is good.'

"To make one it involves murder." They stared at him with wide eyes. "Yeah. A few years ago my world had a dark lord. He feared death so much that he searched for a way to become immortal. He learned about horcruxes and made seven. Six were made intentionally and the seventh was made unintentionally."

"He made seven?" Legolas asked.

"Yes. A diary, a ring, a locket, a diadem, a goblet, and a snake were the horcruxes he made intentionally." He answered.

"He used a snake? That's possible?" Gimli asked.

"Yeah. She had been his familiar." He said.

"You said he made one unintentionally." Boromir said.

"Me." Harry revealed.

"You?!" The other three yelled out in shock.

"Yes me." It still sickened him.

"Wow." They weren't expecting that.

"Yeah. Whenever I came into contact with another the pull was strong, really really strong. Let's just say that either I had to be shocked out of the trance it put me in or smacked, really hard, in the face." It amazed him that he still didn't have a lasting bruise due to the amount of times Ron had been forced to hit him.

"Ouch." They winced at that.

"Yeah. So I understand the feeling of that pull." He told the red headed human.

"I see." It did make him feel better to know it didn't make him weak because he couldn't resist and that someone understood how he felt.

"So what did the ring make you do?" Harry asked.

"It tried to make me forcibly take the ring to Frodo so that I could return it to it's master." He answered back looking sick.

"You scared him." He realized.

"Yes and then I allowed two of them to be taken." His jaw was clenched.

"I see." He knew how blaming yourself went and how guilty Boromir must have felt.

"I feel so useless." He admitted.

"There will always be times when things are out of our control. It's how we handle them afterwards that counts." He told him.

That made the man pause. He thought it over and realized the wizard was right. He had been outnumbered and nearly lost his life trying to defend the hobbits. He was lucky to be alive. Now he was going to rescue the hobbits and help take Sauron and Sarumon down. He would help return peace to the land.

"You're right." He gave the green eyed wizard a smile.

With that the rest of the time was silent as they let Aragorn work. Said man was happy that Harry helped Boromir. He knew the man was feeling guilty and had no idea what to say. Hell he had no idea if his help was wanted. Now though Boromir was back to being determined and that made the Ranger very grateful.

(Ministry)

"What?!" Kingsley yelled. "What do you mean Harry disappeared?!"

"We entered the house Granger was hiding at. She cast a spell that went right through Harry's shield. The spell hit his wrist and he disappeared." The auror repeated.

"I see." He took a deep breath to calm himself down as the auror continued.

"She tried to run off but we caught her and arrested her. We used magical restraining cuffs. Right now she is in a holding cell." He told the minister.

"I see. Interrogate her. Find out what spell she used." He ordered.

"Yes sir." He left the office.

"Where are you Harry?" Kingsley asked as he sat down in the chair. "Why can't you stay out of trouble?"